I turned reality into a romantic comedy

"Ok!"

As if waiting for Chen Junqian's question, Lin Mu immediately nodded in agreement, her voice light and cheerful, the ending slightly rising, like a sweet, soft cotton candy. She took both hands out from behind her back and reached out to hold the glass bottle on either side, pushing it further into Chen Junqian's arms.

"I'll give them all to you!"

Seemingly realizing that her expressions and actions were a bit too deliberate, she quickly pursed her lips again, but a joyful smile still inevitably overflowed from her eyes, sparkling like stars in a glass bottle in her hand.

Chapter Twenty-Nine: Master, Stop Reading

It must be said that Lin Mu's mother's cooking skills are quite good, especially considering how much effort she put in today.

As we all know, one can get a glimpse into the overall atmosphere of a family just by observing the atmosphere at the dinner table. After experiencing the atmosphere at Lin Mu's family dinner table firsthand, Chen Junqian could roughly understand how a girl with Lin Mu's personality was raised.

After dinner, the two were allowed to go to the study to play games on the computer for a while. Today they played "Double Arrow 2" together, controlling two fat cat angels with bows and arrows to fight their way through levels, collect coins and kill monsters. With the cute graphics and music, and the special animation mechanism that, although you don't lose health, there are still special little animations when you hit someone, the two of them had a great time.

In fact, Chen Junqian has always liked games that retain the mechanism of interaction with teammates in cooperative adventure mode. In addition to Double Arrow, he and Duan Xin used to often do things like knocking each other down and then stealing each other's weapons and mounts when they played Double Blade Warrior.

However, happy times always pass quickly. Around seven o'clock, when it was completely dark, Lin Mu's father gently knocked on the study door, indicating that it was time to take Chen Junqian home.

After waving goodbye to Lin Mu, who was somewhat reluctant to leave, Chen Junqian got into Lin Mu's father's car again, with Lin Mu's mother saying in the background, "Come visit us often in the future." He was even forced to take a gift box of pecan rice home to eat.

Holding the gift box of pecans, Chen Junqian sat in the back seat of the car. He suddenly realized that Lin Mu's family seemed to be in this business. Because he had systematically researched the Guoning pecan industry for a course assignment during his university years, he hesitated for a moment, then took the initiative to strike up a conversation with Lin Mu's father, who was driving in the front seat:

"Uncle, have you considered selling pecans online?"

"Online? You mean e-commerce platforms like Taobao?"

Although he felt a little surprised, Chen Junqian was his daughter's good friend, and he had a good impression of Chen Junqian, so Lin Mu's father showed considerable patience.

"Yes, Taobao will also be holding a Singles' Day event in two months this year, which should attract a large number of users. The market is definitely bigger than offline."

Although the popularity of Singles' Day has declined again at the latest point in time before its rebirth, it has remained a major shopping festival for almost ten years since the concept was first introduced in 2009, pushing e-commerce to its peak.

"You know all this, right?"

"However, we mainly focus on raw material supply and processing. The sales are managed by the company's sales department. Although some people have suggested doing e-commerce B2C, most managers still feel that e-commerce is virtual and not as reliable as offline physical stores."

"Does Uncle work for the Zhan family?"

"I wouldn't say I worked there, we just had a working relationship."

"Oh oh."

Although he wanted to say more, Chen Junqian knew he was only a fourth-grade student and that this matter couldn't be accomplished overnight, so he temporarily gave up. After all, planting a seed in the other person's heart today was already considered achieving his goal.

Having been a third-rate children's literature writer in his previous life, he certainly didn't have the ability to build a business empire from scratch. Moreover, it was already 2009, and most of the opportunities left for ordinary people had already disappeared. All he could do was follow the experiences of other successful people he had read about and try to get a share of the pie in this last moment.

Actually, Chen Junqian was quite satisfied with this, after all, he still had a system attached to him that was supposed to make him the male protagonist of a romantic comedy. If he were to focus solely on making money, it would feel like he was about to jump directly into the set of a domineering CEO novel.

Moreover, judging from the current situation, it seems that Lin Mu is the one who is more likely to play the role of a domineering CEO.

Although Chen Junqian couldn't even imagine the scene of the other person pinning him against the wall with their height and saying something like "You've successfully piqued my interest."

"Thank you, Uncle. Goodbye, Uncle."

He was escorted all the way to his building, where he politely thanked and said goodbye before jogging back home.

On Friday night, his dear mother, of course, wouldn't miss such a great opportunity to play mahjong. She probably left home after dinner, saying "we're short one player." But today, his father was there, leisurely sitting on the sofa in the living room watching TV, looking quite relaxed.

The TV was showing "Lurking," which premiered last year but has been rebroadcast on various TV stations this year due to its popularity. However, perhaps because he had watched too many bizarre and variety shows in his previous life, Chen Junqian couldn't help but chuckle whenever he saw Sun Honglei's face.

After about an episode finished and commercials started, Chen Junqian got up and went to the kitchen to check the thermos in the corner. Finding that there wasn't enough hot water, he boiled a kettle of water and carefully poured it into the thermos, which had been uncorked.

Perhaps due to the influence of a public service advertisement that has been widely circulated, these days elementary school students may one day be assigned the task of washing their parents' feet. However, Chen Junqian himself had already had this experience long before this assignment was given. Rather, it is more accurate to say that in his family, he and his father had always soaked their feet in the same basin together, with each of them helping the other rub their feet.

After transferring most of the water from the kettle to the thermos, Chen Junqian poured the remaining water into the red foot bath basin. He added some cold water to make the temperature suitable and then carried it over. The father and son then soaked their feet, chatted, and watched TV.

Anyway, he also picked up a thermos along the way, so they could refill the water as it got cold, and they could stay soaking there as long as the basin was completely full.

"How was your time at your classmate's house? Was this your first time eating at someone's house?"

"Yes, it's good. Lin Mu's family is very nice."

"Her name is Lin Mu, right? Then let's invite this little girl to our house for a meal next time. She even brought back such a big box of walnuts. Take them back to your grandparents tomorrow."

"it is good."

In Chen Junqian's memory, the conversations between the father and son were always simple, direct, and efficient, and today was no exception.

To be honest, unlike Lin Mu's family, his family provided him with a relaxed family environment rather than actively, or rather passively. However, perhaps it was precisely because they knew this that his parents never made any derogatory remarks about his love of reading. This allowed Chen Junqian to be exposed to a large amount of children's literature during his childhood, shaping his current worldview that is incomprehensible to a certain system.

Just like in the TV series "Big Head Son and Little Head Dad," where the father and son play games head-to-head on the bed before going to sleep, their feet, which are soaking in water, will occasionally splash and rub against each other mischievously. Only after the water is about to overflow will they properly clean them with a towel.

Having already spent quite a while playing on the computer at Lin Mu's place today, Chen Junqian, who vowed to protect his eyesight and cherish his eyes for the rest of his life, gave up on playing on the computer at his own home for a while longer. After washing his feet, he went straight back to his small room. Just as he sat down at his desk, he heard the sound of a certain system in his mind waking up.

[Actually, I'm not fully awake yet. I just detected yet another female lead in a romantic comedy that's close enough to bring us closer. I'm just waking up a bit to make some data for you. Now I'm going back to sleep. Bye!]

After saying that, the other party disconnected again, but Chen Junqian didn't care anymore. His attention was focused on a familiar page that had reappeared in front of him.

Xu Youwei has an A rating for appearance, B rating for basic abilities, B rating for personality, B rating for action, C- rating for speech, and B rating for current romantic comedy.

Comparing the data he had written down in his notebook, which showed Lin Mu's scores of A, B+, C, C, and B, Chen Junqian could see that Xu Youwei was slightly weaker than Lin Mu in terms of basic abilities. However, Chen Junqian himself didn't understand the system's specific scoring criteria in this regard. After all, if you only look at the grades, the two are about the same, but if you look at physical fitness, he even felt that Xu Youwei could hold off three Lin Mus by herself.

He wasn't surprised by her personality and adaptability, because compared to Lin Mu, who was normal in every way, Xu Youwei's personality and actions were obviously more unconventional. If the system's theory of romantic comedy being a theatrical performance on stage was applied, then an actress like her would indeed be more eye-catching. After all, the stranger the better, the more events would occur and the more dramatic it would be.

As for the final speaking adaptability grade of C, it can only be said that Xu Youwei is indeed quite normal in the art of speaking. After all, this child's thoughts are definitely expressed by hand before mouth. Chen Junqian has already experienced this firsthand on the way home from school this past week.

However, unlike the title of childhood sweetheart first candidate that Lin Mu had specifically mentioned before, he looked left and right but couldn't find any role direction that Xu Youwei had been specially marked by the system. He could only see a bunch of unclear words appearing and disappearing, as if it was still under observation and could not be determined for the time being.

Even among the few that Chen Junqian could see, all of them exhibited two completely contradictory attributes side by side.

Inside corner? Outside corner?

Hot on the outside, cold on the inside? Cold on the outside, hot on the inside?

A pure and innocent type? A mischievous type?

Tomboy? Highbrow beauty?

Possessiveness? Landmine-like?

Hey, what are those last two? They sound really scary.

However, Chen Junqian could understand the system's hesitation, which was like presenting a menu.

After all, a person's complexity cannot be fully summarized by just one or two attribute words. Lin Mu's childhood sweetheart is more like a role position recognized by the system than an attribute. In the end, if we really had to list attributes, Chen Junqian could easily add a bunch of extra words to little Lin Mu, such as 'idiot, coward, naive'.

Moreover, as time goes by, everyone's appearance and personality will definitely change. A tomboy with long hair can grow into long, straight black hair, and long, straight black hair can be cut into a refreshing short bob. There are countless variations.

"So it really is a useless and embarrassing system after all."

For now, Chen Junqian simply recorded Xu Youwei's various ratings from the system in the notebook. He sighed again, thinking that the system's behavior was completely hindsight. It always waited until he and the person had established a certain level of trust before jumping out to say that the other party was indeed adaptable to join the romantic comedy.

That's so useless.

If possible, Chen Junqian would prefer that the system have a pre-scanning function, allowing him to accurately pinpoint the ideal romantic comedy candidates within a certain distance, acting as a radar.

However, whether it was because his rather speechless rant reached the system and triggered its deliberate retaliation, or perhaps it was simply some kind of reminder, on Friday night before the weekend, Chen Junqian felt as if he was surrounded by countless nonsensical and divine statements in his dream:

"Because, a so-called younger sister is a creature that always hopes to become a romantic partner with her older brother."

"There are stars in the sky, flowers on the ground, and my brother and I."

"It was because I wanted to meet you before anyone else that we became siblings."

"Just being born as your sister is already the happiest thing in the world."

"It must be my brother's fault that I've never been able to fall in love in my life, so I have to take responsibility."

"Listen carefully, the older brother has the obligation to let his younger sister be willful, this has been written into the law for thousands of years."

"No matter what happens, I will always be my brother's sister, and that will never change."

………………

Even when Chen Junqian opened his eyes in the morning, he still felt that his mind was filled with a lot of inexplicable, sweet-sounding terms of endearment such as Onii-chan, Onii-sanma, Ani, and Nini.

"Get up, son, brush your teeth, wash your face, and have breakfast. We're going back to Grandma's today."

The mother called out from outside the door.

"coming."

Chen Junqian rubbed his temples, got out of bed, and with a fit of anger, yanked open the curtains, letting the sunlight stream in and fall on him.

As expected, you anime fans really know how to have fun.

Chapter 30: Things About the Three Kingdoms

Since he was going back with his parents this time, Chen Junqian avoided taking another bumpy ride on the rural bus. The three of them set off directly on a motorcycle. Although they weren't quite at the point of having a chicken in one hand and a duck in the other, they still brought a lot of fruit and pastries. Even the walnut gift box that Chen Junqian had brought home just yesterday was also taken along.

After playing with his dog, whom he hadn't seen for a week, in the courtyard in front of the door for a while, Chen Junqian walked into the inner room and the first thing he saw was the woman his grandmother had recognized decades ago, a woman he should call his god-aunt.

To be honest, when Chen Junqian was young, he often couldn't distinguish his family's vast lineage. He often confused terms such as aunt, uncle, auntie, great-aunt, and great-grandmother. No wonder someone later produced a kinship term calculator, because sometimes he really didn't know how to address them.

It was precisely because of this that when he was very young, Chen Junqian had already asked his parents this question with great concern. If he were to visit these relatives who he only saw once a year during festivals when he grew up, he probably wouldn't know the way or the people, and he couldn't even imagine how awkward the scene would be.

However, his father did not directly answer his concern at the time, but just smiled mysteriously. It was not until much later, when Chen Junqian's parents and elders had passed away, that he understood the answer to this question.

That means that at this point, he doesn't actually need to visit these relatives anymore.

So-called kinship only becomes weaker with each generation. The relatives of the grandparents' generation may be brothers and sisters, but by the time of the parents' generation, they become cousins, and then by the time of their generation, the relationship is even more distant.

Often, it is the elders in the family who are the bond that brings the whole family together during festivals and holidays. The younger generation are just the embellishments. When the bond is broken, some of the rules that were once commonplace and even thought would continue will naturally disappear with the passage of time.

In Chen Junqian's memory, it must have been two years before he was reborn that he had not visited his godmother's house for the New Year.

"Hi aunt."

Of course, at this moment, the relationship between the two families is still quite close. Apart from holidays, his godmother would come to visit Chen Junqian's grandmother whenever she had time, and then have a meal together and chat about everyday things. Today was no exception.

"Junqian is back. Your uncle is working overtime today and couldn't come over, but Xixi is here. She's in her room now. Go and play with her."

After saying this to Chen Junqian as if coaxing a child, the aunt turned around and went to chat with Chen Junqian's parents.

However, Chen Junqian didn't mind. After all, it's always the adults who talk to each other, and the children who play by themselves.

Perhaps because his mind was still filled with the color waste from a certain system, Chen Junqian couldn't quite remember what kind of child his nominal sister Chen Xi was, since they hadn't had much contact in their previous life.

However, when he walked to the bedroom door where the TV was, pushed it open, and went inside, seeing a little girl intently operating a laptop screen with a mouse, the somewhat blurry memories in his mind finally became clear.

He finally remembered why he and the other person had basically no interaction when they were young. It was because, apart from Chen Junqian being the kind of person who could sit and read a book silently all day long in his previous life, the other person was also a taciturn person who rarely talked to anyone and would always beg his mother to bring his laptop over so he could pass the time by playing single-player games outside of mealtimes.

Perhaps because she was too engrossed in the game, Chen Xi didn't notice Chen Junqian who had walked in. He simply stood behind her and glanced at the game running on her computer screen.

Hey, isn't this Koei Tecmo's "Romance of the Three Kingdoms: Cao Cao's Biography"?

As a classic strategy game released in 1998, until Chen Junqian's rebirth, many players still enjoyed creating and playing the game and a large number of mods derived from it. He himself came across the original game in junior high school, and then revisited it during college, while also playing several well-made mods.

After taking another look, Chen Junqian realized that his nominal younger sister had also only been playing the game for a short time, and had just reached the second level, the Battle of Sishui Pass.

"It's best not to leave any minions within Sun Jian's attack range that he can kill instantly, otherwise the computer will control him to attack instead of retreating. Once Hua Xiong comes up, he won't be able to retreat. If Sun Jian dies, it won't affect clearing the level, but you'll lose the Ancient Ding Blade treasure that you get as a reward after the battle."

Because he had completed a perfect playthrough with all the treasures by following a guide during his university years, Chen Junqian still remembers many of the mechanics and hidden conditions that require special attention in each level, so he casually mentioned it.

"That's it, I understand."

Whether the other person was a bit oblivious or still immersed in the game, they simply nodded naturally when they heard the voice behind them, and then quickly changed their actions.

"Also, here, although letting Guan Yu approach Hua Xiong can directly trigger the duel scene of 'Slaying Hua Xiong with Warm Wine,' all of Hua Xiong's experience will be wasted. The best way to maximize the benefit is to have Xiahou Dun and the others surround Hua Xiong from all sides, so that the experience of this boss will not be wasted."

"Makes sense."

Despite Chen Junqian's pointing and commenting behavior, the girl sitting in front of the computer with the mouse accepted it all. After a fierce battle between the pixelated characters on the screen, she finally cleared the game and, as expected, received the Ancient Ding Blade treasure as a gift from the surviving Sun Jian.

"you are great."

After such a heartfelt compliment, the little girl belatedly called his name:

"Chen Junqian... the older brother my mom was talking about, right? Have you played this game before?"

"Yes, we cleared the level."

"sharp."