Why did the system take my request to take photos with a cosplayer seriously?

Long He sat upright, his hands neatly placed on his knees, glancing at his side every now and then out of the corner of his eye.

Fearing discovery, she didn't dare remove the [Holy Radiance Disguise Mask] and instead put on the 3D glasses. With the two glasses stacked together, her vision was a little uncomfortable.

Ding Heng turned his head to look at her: "Nervous?"

Who's nervous?

Long He turned his face away, his tone stiff.

Ding Heng suddenly reached out and took off the two pairs of glasses on Long He's nose.

Long He was startled and instinctively raised his hand to block: "What are you doing?!"

"Isn't it uncomfortable to wear two pairs of glasses?"

Ding Heng returned the 3D glasses and put the [Holy Radiance Disguise Mask] into his pocket.

"No, I'm scared..."

"In the dark, who could see you?"

Ding Heng reached out and pulled her into his arms, gently comforting her.

Long He glanced around. The screening room was pitch black, and no one noticed that she, the big star, was sitting in the center with her arm around a man's shoulder.

Ding Heng tightened his grip on Long He, holding her even closer.

Long He yielded to the man's strength and leaned in completely into Ding Heng's arms.

She tried to relax her body, but she couldn't suppress her nervousness.

If this gets discovered, it'll be trending on social media for days...

On the screen, the protagonist is engaged in a fierce battle with the villain, amidst deafening explosions.

Long He kept his eyes glued to the screen, but constantly watched his surroundings, afraid that someone might turn around and look at him.

Ding Heng teased, "Haven't you ever seen a movie with anyone?"

Long He replied in a muffled voice, "Didn't I show it to you before?"

"Then why are you so nervous?"

"Is it the same thing?"

Long He lightly punched Ding Heng in annoyance.

I remember watching a movie with Ding Heng. We were just two little kids, barely out of our teens. We'd share a bucket of popcorn, sitting in regular seats, and halfway through the movie we'd start fighting over it.

Unlike now...

She took a deep breath, stopped thinking about anything else, and continued to snuggle into her brother's arms.

On the screen, the explosions continued.

Throughout the movie, Long He watched it absentmindedly.

Finally, the movie ended, and the lights came on.

Long He almost reflexively jumped away from Ding Heng's arms and reached out to snatch the glasses from Ding Heng's pocket.

"Don't rush."

"How can I not be in a hurry..."

Before Long He could finish speaking, someone walked by, startling her so much that she quickly buried her head in Ding Heng's arms again.

Seeing his brother huddled in his arms like a chick, Ding Heng wasn't in a hurry at all, and even started taking advantage of his brother.

Since becoming a celebrity, my brother's skin has taken really good care of itself; it's gotten smoother and smoother...

After most of the people had left, he took out the [Holy Radiance Disguise Mask] and handed it over.

Longhe took it and put it on the bridge of his nose, then pulled up the hoodie, covering himself up completely.

Ding Heng chuckled: "Is it really that serious?"

Long He glared at him, then got up and followed the crowd out.

Stepping out of the screening room, probably still shaken, Longhe quickened his pace toward the elevator.

Ding Heng caught up with her and grabbed her wrist.

Why are you running?

"I didn't run away."

Long He was not as strong as Ding Heng, so he had no choice but to stop.

She lowered her head, her hoodie hood covering most of her face, revealing only a small part of her chin.

Ding Heng released her wrist and reached out to take off her hood.

"Don't be afraid, this will only attract more attention."

"Oh……"

Long He pursed his lips.

The two took the elevator down to the first floor and walked out of the mall.

Long He stood on the steps, her gaze sweeping across the bustling pedestrian street, but no one gave her a second glance.

She reached up and touched the glasses on her nose. Although it wasn't the first time she had worn them, a sense of unreality still welled up inside her.

How exactly was this little gadget invented?

The two walked slowly along the pedestrian street until they passed a milk tea shop.

"Want another drink?"

"Ah."

"You're going on stage the day after tomorrow, will there be any problems?"

"What's wrong with having a drink..."

The two walked to the counter, and Longhe first ordered a taro boba drink, and then a mango pomelo sago drink.

The waiter handed over the milk tea. Longhe inserted a straw, took a sip from each side, and after carefully checking, handed the taro boba to Ding Heng.

"Here, this is delicious, you can have it!"

"is it?"

Ding Heng reluctantly accepted the milk tea; it was a bit too sweet.

The two continued walking forward when Long He suddenly spoke.

"Ding Heng".

"Ok?"

"What kind of person is Uncle Ding's new girlfriend?"

"They're quite wealthy."

"that's it?"

"What else can we do?"

"That……"

Long He blinked and gossiped, "Isn't Uncle Ding being kept by a sugar daddy?"

Ding Heng almost choked on his milk tea, coughing twice: "What are you talking about? They're in a normal relationship."

"Oh……"

Long He responded with a sound of agreement, nodded thoughtfully, and then began to look Ding Heng up and down.

Ding Heng was puzzled: "What?"

"nothing."

Long He looked away and took another sip of milk tea: "I just suddenly felt that you were dressed too plainly."

Ding Heng looked down at himself. He was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt, dark gray casual pants, and canvas shoes.

"Aren't all college students like this?"

Long He didn't reply. He threw the milk tea cup in his hand into the trash can next to him, grabbed Ding Heng's wrist, and walked back.

"Come with me."

"Where?"

Don't ask.

The two walked across the pedestrian street and entered a large shopping mall next door.

Longhe stepped into the elevator and pressed the button for the fifth floor.

The elevator doors opened, revealing a whole floor dedicated to luxury streetwear menswear.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

"I'll buy you clothes."

Long He went into the store without looking back, picked up a light gray coat and held it up against Ding Heng, then nodded in satisfaction.

"Give it a try?"

The sales assistant brought the clothes over, and Long He shoved them into Ding Heng's arms, pushing him towards the fitting room.

"Give it a try."

Ding Heng walked into the fitting room with no other choice.

After changing his clothes, Long He looked Ding Heng up and down once again.

"good."

She walked over, reached out to straighten his collar, and then stepped back two paces to take a look.

"Turn around."

Ding Heng turned around.