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

"Huh? Going to work?"

Zhao Yanxi didn't react for a moment.

Ding Heng smiled and explained, "It's Friday again. Long He is in Xingcheng for a competition, so as her assistant, I have to go back to work."

"Oh……"

Zhao Yanxi pouted, looking aggrieved: "So you mean you can't be with us tonight, and for a long time to come?"

Ding Heng couldn't help but laugh when he saw the pitiful kitten.

"I've spent half the summer vacation with you guys."

"Half a summer vacation, a month, that's not long at all..."

Ding Heng sighed, too lazy to haggle any longer, and instead made a suggestion.

"I have two tickets for the live audience here. If you're free, you can go and watch tonight."

He paused briefly, then added, "However, there's a high probability you'll see Long He, if you're not afraid of an awkward situation!"

"Fine, I'll go! Who's afraid of who!"

Zhao Yanxi scoffed dismissively and subconsciously puffed out her chest.

She can overshadow Shen Xinyi, and she's not intimidated at all when facing a big star.

Zhao Yanxi originally thought that the so-called "live audience" were people sitting quietly in the audience watching the show and clapping along.

When she arrived, she realized that her plan was too simplistic.

The corridor outside the studio was packed with people, mostly young girls, chatting excitedly in small groups. Most of them didn't have tickets, meaning they would have to wait for four or five hours until the show ended.

Fans are still terrifying...

Guided by the staff, Zhao Yanxi and Wen Jing arrived at the middle seats in the third row of the audience.

This is the most desirable central seat besides the VIP boxes, with a perfect distance and a clear view of everything on the stage.

Recording began, and the process proceeded quickly.

The host opened the show, and then the guests took turns singing.

When Long He appeared, the screams were the loudest. The girl sitting next to Zhao Yanxi screamed so hard her throat was almost hoarse, which scared Zhao Yanxi so much that she shrank into Wen Jing's arms.

You're obsessed, aren't you...

Wenjing remained quiet throughout, occasionally clapping along, and was even captured on camera a few times.

After Long He finished singing, Wen Jing asked Zhao Yanxi in a low voice.

"Should we vote for Longhe?"

"Why would we vote for her? Are we that close to her?"

"But I think she sings quite well."

"Really? I don't think so."

Zhao Yanxi stubbornly insisted on her story, while Wen Jing continued the kidnapping.

"Besides, didn't she help out at your coffee shop?"

"Sigh... She doesn't need my vote."

"Really not voting?"

"Throw! Throw! Throw!"

In the end, Zhao Yanxi couldn't resist Wenjing's insistence and cast her precious vote for Longhe.

After the live broadcast ended, the two walked out with the crowd.

Since they had to wait for Ding Heng, the two had no choice but to blend into the crowd of fans.

Another hour or so passed before Long He finally emerged from the gate, surrounded by his staff. Several sharp-eyed fans immediately followed, shouting loudly across the security cordon and frantically taking photos with their phones.

Zhao Yanxi pulled Wenjing along and followed, intending to quietly search for Ding Heng's whereabouts.

They had just reached the edge of the cordon when they were immediately stopped by staff wearing headsets.

"Excuse me, you can't go this way. Please keep your distance."

Just as Zhao Yanxi was about to explain that she wasn't a fan of celebrities, Long He glanced at her from the side.

"Don't do it..."

Long He deliberately called out, then walked up to Zhao Yanxi and took the phone from her hand with a smile.

"You want to take a photo? Don't be impulsive, be careful!"

Longhe's gentle and considerate manner caused screams to erupt again at the scene, and it is estimated that tonight will be another wave of fan-pampering marketing.

"I……"

Zhao Yanxi really wanted to shrug it off, but in the end she didn't have the courage.

What angered her the most was that Long He actually guessed her phone password instantly—it was Ding Heng's birthday—and after unlocking it, he opened a selfie app, pulled her face close to his, and made a V-sign!

"What do you mean? I'm here to see Brother Ding Heng."

"He didn't get a day off today?"

"You really treat him like an assistant?"

"None of your business..."

The screams of the fans grew louder and louder, drowning out the two's sharp exchanges.

Zhao Yanxi is undoubtedly considered the luckiest person today, and many fans have expressed their envy towards her.

After the group photo, Longhe smiled and said goodbye.

Zhao Yanxi stood outside the cordon, looking down at the selfie on her phone that Long He had given her, and suddenly felt a surge of inexplicable frustration.

Wenjing tugged at her sleeve: "Let's go."

Zhao Yanxi gritted her teeth and was about to turn around when her phone vibrated.

[Ding Heng]: Walk towards the parking lot, Exit 7, don't go to the wrong one.

Zhao Yanxi put away her phone, immediately pulled Wen Jing along, and quickly bypassed the crowd, following the route Ding Heng had given her to Exit 7.

The door of the black van was opened, revealing half of Ding Heng's face.

"boarding."

Zhao Yanxi and Wen Jing exchanged a glance, then bent down and got into the car.

Long He was sitting in the last row, looking down at his phone.

Hearing someone get on the bus, she raised her eyelids slightly but didn't react.

It seems completely unrelated...

The car smoothly drove out of the parking lot and merged into the traffic flow on the main road.

Ding Heng, sitting in the passenger seat, turned around and asked, "Are you hungry? Let's go get some late-night snacks."

Zhao Yanxi did not answer, but stared coldly at the man.

Wenjing answered for her, "Okay."

Half an hour later, at the Chinese restaurant of Chujiang Hotel.

Long He took off his mask, revealing a tired face that had just removed his makeup.

The waiter brought over a pot of tea and several plates of cold dishes. Although she was surprised to see the big star, she didn't react much due to her good professionalism, as it was a five-star hotel.

Zhao Yanxi picked up a piece of cold wood ear mushroom with her chopsticks, put it in her mouth, and chewed it fiercely.

Longhe took a sip of tea and asked, "I heard your coffee shop is about to close down?"

Zhao Yanxi looked up at her, her expression awkward.

Why do you have to bring up such a sensitive topic when you can just have a meal?

Long He looked innocent, as if he had just asked casually.

Zhao Yanxi put down her chopsticks and said with a fake smile, "You're quite well-informed."

"There's nothing I can do, I'm practically a spokesperson for your store..."

Longhe Teacup gently tapped the table: "Let me know when you're closing so I can delete my Weibo posts in advance, lest people say I'm not good at endorsing products and brands won't want to work with me anymore."

"Does that mean I have to apologize to you?"

“I didn’t say that.”

"Humph!"

Zhao Yanxi wasn't one to back down either, and slowly retorted, "I'm also grateful, I voted for you in today's competition, but alas! It's still fourth place..."

Long He's smile faltered slightly.

Zhao Yanxi continued, "Judging from your momentum, you're destined to be a runner-up for your seniors this year. You're always third or fourth, just stubbornly refusing to die. But I guess you're used to it by now, just consider it as contributing to the platform's popularity."

Long He's lips twitched.

Since the show started, she has consistently ranked third or fourth, neither winning the championship nor being eliminated. Now, netizens have almost turned her into a meme.

"With your quick wit, I'll take you to a talk show sometime."

"No, I'm not a popular celebrity, and I have a boyfriend. I don't like being in the public eye."

"What era are we living in? Why are people still so particular about this?"

"What, is it wrong for me to be a traditional good girl?"

……

The two exchanged barbs, their words clashing relentlessly, leaving the waiters nearby with goosebumps.

Ding Heng chimed in at the opportune moment: "The food's here, let's eat!"

He picked up a piece of food for Zhao Yanxi, and then picked up a piece for Long He, as if to soothe two pets that were baring their teeth at each other.

Long He snorted and lowered his head to eat.