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

As soon as he finished speaking, Ding Heng heard an excited female voice on the other end of the phone, with a slightly strange accent.

"Brother Ding! Your son is coming to Sichuan?! Do you want me to entertain him?"

Then—"Beep! Beep! Beep!"

The call was hung up immediately, and a WeChat notification popped up the next second.

[Dad] is transferring 5000 yuan to you.

Is there a woman around my dad?

Ding Heng scratched his head and clicked "Receive Payment".

Forget it, it's none of his business. The old man can just make the popcorn!

Ding Heng gradually realized that exchanging Sacred Points for money was a huge loss.

Especially now, he has to provide Hua Qing with ointment from time to time, so he might as well ask his father for money and save his points for the time being.

However... it's not a solution to carry this burden alone; I need to find someone to share it with.

He opened Hua Qing's chat window.

[Ding Heng]: Senior, where are you?

The reply came very quickly.

【A Sunny Day Amidst a Sea of ​​Flowers】: Practicing dance in the dance studio.

[Ding Heng]: Can I come to see you?

【Flower Sea Sunny Day】: Okay, I have half an hour left before I finish.

Five minutes later, at the Hunan Normal University dance studio.

Ding Heng parked the car downstairs, and half an hour later Hua Qing ran down the stairs.

Her hair was slightly disheveled after she had just finished dancing, with a few strands falling beside her neck, damp with sweat and clinging to her skin.

Her face was flushed from exercise, the color spreading from her cheeks to her ears. Her breathing hadn't completely calmed down, and her chest was rising and falling slightly.

She exuded a vibrant beauty, as if she had been soaked in sweat.

She went to the car, opened the door, and sat in the passenger seat.

"Want to go eat?"

"Ah."

"Then take me back to my apartment first, I need to take a shower and change my clothes."

Ding Heng didn't rush to start the car. He turned to the side and leaned close to Hua Qing's neck.

Hua Qing blushed slightly: "What are you doing..."

Ding Heng stepped back and looked at her with a smile: "Your sweat smells so good, senior."

Hua Qing glared at him in shame and indignation, muttering under her breath.

"abnormal……"

Ding Heng heard it clearly, and a system notification popped up in his mind.

[Progress of romantic entanglement: 25%]

It rose another 1%.

Ding Heng started the car and drove for a while before suddenly asking, "By the way, senior, about that dance competition you mentioned last time, it's been over half a month, has there been any result yet?"

Hua Qing's expression froze, and her voice was a little weak: "It's...it's been postponed."

Ding Heng didn't expose Hua Qing's clumsy lie, but instead cheerfully reminded her, "Senior, every time I tried to lie to cover up my mistakes when I was little, my dad would beat me even harder!"

"W-what...does that mean?"

"It's nothing, just a reminder to you, senior, that the punishment can be severe if you're caught lying!"

Hua Qing pursed her lips and remained silent, while Ding Heng continued driving.

"By the way, are you free during the National Day holiday, senior?"

"National Day? You're free. What are your plans?"

"Okay, then I'll give you a task, senior!"

……

A milk tea shop at the foot of Yuelu Mountain.

Three girls sat around in a corner, with three cups of milk tea and a pile of snacks on the table.

Zhao Yanxi pointed to the travel guide on the tablet and described it with great enthusiasm.

"On the first day, we'll go to Chengdu and stay near Chunxi Road. In the evening, we'll go to Kuanzhai Alley for snacks. On the second afternoon, we'll go to the Panda Base..."

Wenjing listened attentively, nodding occasionally.

Hua Yue, with a straw in her mouth, gave a few perfunctory replies.

"As for the room arrangements..."

Zhao Yanxi paused, her gaze sweeping over the two faces: "For four people, the most cost-effective way is two double rooms. Xiao Jingjing, you and Hua Yue can share one room, and I'll take the loss and share one room with that stinky man."

Hua Yue rolled her eyes, too lazy to bother with her.

Wenjing immediately retorted, "No way!"

Why not?

"You...you absolutely cannot be alone in a room with Ding Heng!"

Wenjing's oval face was flushed, but her tone was firm, and her voice was much louder than usual.

Zhao Yanxi asked hesitantly, "So what are your plans? You can't possibly let Hua Yue have a room by herself, can you?"

"Can't you share a room with Hua Yue?"

"No, she snores when she sleeps!"

"Then I won't share a room with her!"

"..."

Hua Yue completely ignored Zhao Yanxi's slander and slurped up her milk tea.

Seeing that they couldn't reach a conclusion, Zhao Yanxi had no choice but to temporarily put the topic aside.

She then asked, "By the way, Hua Yue, you've been a member of the Hanfu club for a while now. Have you made any progress on that vixen?"

Hua Yue put down her milk tea: "It won't be that fast. I've been to the Hanfu club and haven't found anyone who meets the requirements yet."

Zhao Yanxi narrowed her eyes and asked suspiciously, "You didn't take bribes from someone and are playing coy with me, did you?"

Hua Yue immediately patted her chest and guaranteed, "What kind of relationship do we have! I promise—even if my own sister came, I would still help you, Zhao Yanxi!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Hua Yue's phone rang. The caller ID showed "[Cousin Hua Qing]".

"Wait a moment, my sister is on the phone."

Hua Yue picked up her phone, walked out of the milk tea shop, muttered to herself for a while, and then returned to her seat.

"Um..." She scratched her head, "The room issue is resolved."

Zhao Yanxi and Wen Jing asked in unison, "How do we solve this?"

“My sister said she’s going on a trip with us and can help us book a three-bedroom, one-living-room guesthouse.”

Before the two could react, group messages popped up on their phones at the same time.

【花运小玥】invited 【花海晴天】to join the group chat.

Testimonials

It will be available tomorrow. Thank you all for your support. So far, the sales during the new book period have been decent, and most importantly, the number of readers has not dropped.

Even if the increase is not large, as long as it doesn't fall, the author can continue to write well with confidence.

To briefly explain the concept of this book, the initial system was set as a "Demon King" system, and the missions were all relatively "villainous".

But after much reflection, the author felt that writing should have positive energy, so he changed it to the "Holy Light" system...

Let me also talk about the female protagonist planned for this book.

1. A cat-like obedient girl who wants to rebel, a youthful and beautiful perfect girlfriend template.

2. The timid little rabbit needs to wait for redemption.

3. The aloof and arrogant "fairy" who finally turns sweet.

4. A childhood sweetheart with a tomboyish personality and a superstar.

5. There's also the little sister-type imp who hasn't appeared yet.

Each female character will have her own volume, and in each volume, the relevant female character will always be the main character, while the others will only appear occasionally.

For example, in the second volume, the entire plot will definitely revolve around Hua Qing.

The character Zhao Yanxi will appear in the final volume.

To reiterate, this book will not intentionally include any controversial or problematic content, and we hope that readers will not overthink it.

The KTV "princess" mentioned in the introduction is just a gimmick, and it is guaranteed to be non-toxic.

(I won't actually write about KTV hostesses, nor will I write about girls from impoverished families being forced to work at KTVs—those are all clichéd, artsy plots.)

Finally, thank you all again for your support. I wish you all a prosperous New Year, and may everyone have a system and become a super rich person!

My Sword Immortal Girlfriend!

Chapter 80: They're planning to come to my room tonight.

The plane landed at Chengdu Shuangliu Airport.