I turned reality into a romantic comedy

The gameplay is actually similar to Fireboy and Watergirl, but the only innovation is that the two characters are tied together by a rope, and you have to use this core mechanism to successfully complete the game.

On the other hand, if not used properly, it can also drag teammates down without hesitation. After all, if one falls, the other will fall with him. And often, one person runs too far ahead and jumps over the trap, but ends up dragging the person behind them into the trap. This reminded Chen Junqian of his hilarious performance with Zhong Yu in the three-legged race at his last year of elementary school sports meet.

However, when it comes to being tied up with ropes, it seems there really is such a description on his list of achievements:

[Forced Romantic Connection]

In the universe of romantic comedies, being accidentally bound together is a forced intimate contact event bestowed by the gods! Whether it's handcuffs, magic ropes, cursed props, or some kind of high-tech malfunction, when you are forced to act together at extremely close range, and have to stay together even during activities including but not limited to eating, sleeping, going to the bathroom, and taking a shower, the level of shame and the level of attraction will simultaneously skyrocket.

From the physical friction during struggles, to the tacit cooperation after reluctant compromise, and then to the updated understanding of why this person is unexpectedly reliable/lovable, this forced bond often accelerates the development of the relationship more than voluntary dating!

Conditions for achieving this: Be forcibly connected to any female protagonist with romantic comedy aptitude by something and forced to act together for at least eight hours.

I always remember a similar scene between Hattori Heiji and Kazuha in "Detective Conan", but such a thing is too difficult to happen in reality. It even feels like it's not easy to take shortcuts. So Chen Junqian put it in a lower priority position from the beginning.

After playing Treasure Hunt Ninja with Lin Mu for a while, as expected, he got stuck and angrily went straight for the invincible version. It can only be said that Mu Mu really didn't want to suffer any injustice. If you're bad at the game, you don't need to practice. Just use a cheat engine and you're good to go. And 4399 is really considerate. Most popular games have invincible versions that are available for free.

With the invincible version of unlimited lives, Mu Mu finally redeemed herself and successfully completed the game. Then, she and Chen Junqian picked and chose to play "Classic 90 Tank Battle" together, and spent the entire afternoon sitting in front of the computer.

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In the afternoon, Chen Jun went to inspect the workshop, while Wang Hongling went to his room to pack his things and make the bed. In any case, according to her, the place where Chen Jun had lived for about half a year was a complete doghouse. It can only be said that in her mother's eyes, there is probably only a doghouse in the world, except for a golden house or a silver house. Anyway, Chen Junqian and Lin Mu themselves have been told this.

The two of them ate dinner at the company cafeteria. Chen Junqian felt that the food was a bit too sweet, but Lin Mu, who liked sweets, quite liked it, at least it was better than the bitter melon at the after-school care center.

After dropping the two off at their hotel, Chen Jun gave them a few more instructions: call him if anything happened, and don't wander around outside after dark since you're unfamiliar with the area. They could do their homework at the hotel, and he would take them to Qinhuangdao a few days later after he took leave. Before leaving, he also had Lin Mu call home to let them know he was safe.

Chen Jun has never worried about his son, who is so well-behaved that he doesn't even seem like a child. Moreover, Lin Mu has always been the obedient and trouble-free type. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to leave the two children at the hotel so easily.

After his father left, Chen Junqian hung up the security chain near the door, then started rummaging through his luggage to find his change of clothes, preparing to go to the bathroom to take a shower first.

Lin Mu outside seemed to be watching TV in the room. Chen Junqian in the bathroom had just taken off his clothes and turned on the shower when he heard a loud voice outside saying, "Welcome to the popular lifestyle service program, BBK Vivo smartphone 'If You Are the One,' hello everyone, I am Meng Fei."

Then came a burst of exciting music, presumably for the female guests to enter. I remember Chen Junqian only remembering a "Yay yay yay yay" sound when he was a child. Later, when he grew up, he specifically looked it up and found out that the song was called "Girlfriend". Moreover, the lyrics were quite subtle. The translation was roughly "I don't like your girlfriend. I think you need to change your girlfriend. I can be your girlfriend."

It's safe to say that the reason "If You Are the One" chose this song is because of its melody. As for the lyrics, nobody could understand them anyway. It's just like when the male guest came on stage, he kept shouting "Can you feel it?" on repeat, and he couldn't hear it at all when he was a kid.

The guy showered very quickly, and the TV playing outside seemed to constantly remind Chen Junqian that there was a girl sitting outside, so his hands unconsciously sped up their movements. When he came out of the bathroom drying his hair, the first male guest on TV had only just appeared and was still playing a VCR.

"Qianqian's done washing up. How was it? Did you like the shower gel and shampoo I left there?"

Because Lin Mu herself said that the shampoo and shower gel in the hotel were definitely not as good as the ones she brought from home, she replaced the two items in the bathroom with her own as soon as she arrived today.

It has to be said that this is also an experience she learned after last year's World Expo. After all, if the scent of perfume sprayed on your body will disappear after a shower, then why not just have the other person use the same shampoo and body wash as you?

"Oh, that's alright."

Although Chen Junqian himself couldn't tell the difference at all.

"Mumu, are you going to take a shower now? Or should we do it later?"

"Let me wait a bit, let me finish watching this male guest first."

"Ah."

Lin Mu and others turned their attention to the television screen. 2011 was a crucial year for Hunan TV and Jiangsu TV to compete for the variety show market. The show in front of him, "If You Are the One," was the latter's trump card launched last year to compete with "Happy Camp." It had indeed gained considerable popularity through hype and sparked heated discussions among viewers.

The most memorable line was probably spoken by a female guest when the show first aired last year: "I'd rather cry in a BMW than laugh on a bicycle." It became one of the hottest topics and memes of the year.

Lin Mu himself seemed to be aware of this joke. While watching the male guest on TV who, after his VCR was played, was showered with lights by all the female guests and left regretfully to the tune of "Unfortunately, it wasn't you who stayed with me until the end," he hugged his knees and said:

"I feel this kind of show is so excessive. There's no need to belittle someone standing there in public like that. Although I know it might be for the sake of the show, it still makes me feel a little uncomfortable. Last year's 'BMW cries, bicycle laughs' line also came from this show, right?"

"Yes, so I also think it's not very interesting to watch."

"I feel like I've wasted twenty precious minutes of my life. Oh well, I'm going to take a shower."

As she said this, Lin Mu got up and took her change of clothes, but her movements were quite slow, as if she was waiting for something. However, she didn't see any reaction from Chen Junqian, so she pouted and went to the bathroom by herself. She reached out and swiped her hand randomly on the steamy mirror, and saw her eyes among the streaks of light.

She thought she had hinted at it clearly enough, but Qianqian didn't ask her a single question like, "Does Mumu think that person is right?" or "Does Mumu want to cry in a BMW or laugh on a bicycle?" She had just come up with a perfect answer that she was very proud of.

It seems I can only write it in my diary tonight.

Standing under the showerhead where the other person had just showered, her smooth black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, flowing over the petite girl's entire shoulder and almost completely obscuring her face.

Sure enough, she could hear the sound of the TV coming from outside. Lin Mu, who was taking a shower, suddenly began to enjoy the atmosphere. She was in the bathroom, and Qianqian was watching TV in the living room outside. After she finished showering, she could naturally lean against him and he would blow-dry her hair. At that time, it wouldn't matter what was on TV.

In a sense, this was the answer she had in mind.

It has nothing to do with BMWs or bicycles.

When we're together, I feel like laughing; when we're apart, I feel like crying.

That's it.

Chapter Twenty-Three: Your Girlfriend Must Have a Great Singing Ability (Part Two)

While Lin Mu was taking a shower in the bathroom, Chen Junqian, who was sitting outside, didn't watch TV. Instead, he took out his phone and immediately saw several unread messages on QQ.

These are Xu Youwei's post around noon today, "Have you arrived in Tangshan yet?", Zhu Wenyun's post in the afternoon, "The draft of the story is finished", and Shen Nianqiu's post just a few minutes ago, "Finally, I'm home for summer vacation".

Compared to Japanese romantic comedies, Chen Junqian is somewhat relieved that domestic messaging apps don't display message statuses as 'unread' or 'read'. Otherwise, if he were to encounter a girl who happens to be staring at the message box and discovers that she has read his message but hasn't replied in time, his time management skills would suddenly fall apart.

He replied to all three messages in order, but the only one who didn't reply immediately was Xu Youwei, who sent the earliest message. He wondered if she had already gone back to her grandmother in the countryside where there was no internet or cell phone, since she was the only one of the three who didn't have her own cell phone.

Zhu Wenyun seemed to be busy revising her manuscript as well. The message she sent was just to explain her progress. It was a formulaic message, somewhat like a work report. She said a couple of familiar sentences to Chen Junqian, such as "My inspiration is flowing in endlessly" and "Oh my god, my pen is writing by itself," before going offline again.

But Shen Nianqiu was different. She always made sure to chat with Chen Junqian for quite a while. So, as soon as Chen Junqian replied with a message to let him know he was online, she immediately bombarded him with a series of messages.

Actually, it's quite normal that Lin Mu always felt that there couldn't be anything between Shen Nianqiu and Chen Junqian. After all, during the elementary and middle school years, the development of children is quite obvious, even though they are still children. However, sixth graders would think that fourth and fifth graders are more childish and they can't play with them.

Moreover, this idea is not unfounded, especially since elementary and junior high school are the first important stages in the transition from childhood to adolescence. The things that children see, hear, and are interested in can change suddenly in a very short period of time, and this difference will be reflected in all aspects.

For example, Chen Junqian rarely talked to Shen Nianqiu about cartoons, especially after she entered junior high school. This was because in his previous life, around the time he was in the first year of junior high school, he suddenly gave up his childhood habit of watching cartoons and never turned on the children's channel again.

What replaced children's channels and cartoons in the junior high school age group was roughly what Chen Junqian was watching right in front of him: "If You Are the One," or rather, the large-scale reality shows and idol-related culture produced by various local TV stations such as Hunan TV, Jiangsu TV, and Zhejiang TV.

At this point, Shen Nianqiu was complaining to him about roughly the same things.

"...Now I even think they'd be better off talking to me about the comics in 'Zhiyin Manke' magazine than those weird Korean groups made up of English letters. I can't understand them at all!"

After briefly recalling his junior high school life from next year, 2012, to the end in 2015, Chen Junqian actually had a deep understanding of it. After all, during the period before the ban on Korean entertainment officially ended, the expansion of the Korean wave was something that even he, an absolute outsider, could feel.

After all, he had been introduced to EXO by female classmates in junior high school, which was probably about a year later, and the rather mysterious initial that was not pronounced.

Right now, it's pretty much Shen Nianqiu muttering and complaining about BIGBANG, Super Junior, and Girls' Generation. It can only be said that most of the Chinese entertainment novels that Chen Junqian read later had classic scenes of crushing the Korean wave, so much so that he almost remembered these frequently appearing representatives.

"But, little brother, you know that already."

"The only thing we two know about those Korean songs is QQ Speed, and we don't even know who sings them."

Faced with Shen Nianqiu's deeply resentful complaints, which could be felt even through the screen, Chen Junqian couldn't help but chuckle. He typed a reply:

"really."

"Do many people in your class like those?"

"My class is alright, but I like most of the dorms I live in, so I just have to bite the bullet and deal with it. After all, I can't be too unsociable. Anyway, I'm super experienced with this kind of thing."

It seems Shen Nianqiu finally found someone to vent to, and she showed no signs of stopping, replying to messages incredibly quickly:

"I used to wonder who were the people who would share those idiotic posts like 'Teacher He was so angry he cried' on QQ Space every day. But I never expected that I would actually get to know so many of them after starting junior high school this year. Although I have watched 'Happy Camp' myself, I have never seen anyone watch every single episode."

"And it's not just Happy Camp. Some people really don't miss any variety show. After watching Happy Camp, they go to watch Day Day Up. But when I see Wang Han's face, all I can think of is that weird advertising slogan, 'Someone imitates my face, and someone imitates my noodles.'"

Although he wanted to comfort his sister, Chen Junqian felt that she would probably be tormented for a long time to come, considering that she would have to face EXO and TFboys and the upcoming era of reality TV shows in the next two years.

However, there are always more unhappy things at school. After complaining about her roommate, Shen Nianqiu took the initiative to talk to him about some other happy things.

Even now, Chen Junqian doesn't know the specifics of Shen Nianqiu's family situation, but he can easily sense that her family is definitely not very harmonious. So, in a sense, a boarding school is a good thing for Shen Nianqiu and her parents. After all, if they really hate each other, they can just reduce the number of times they meet.

"We also had a choir in junior high school. It was my tutor who personally invited me to join after she found out about my elementary school days. She herself had received professional vocal training, so she is basically teaching me now. The only regret is that I can't continue to practice dance after I started boarding school. I've suffered for several years, and then I just gave up halfway through."

"And then, the final exams went pretty well—at least this summer vacation won't be too hard to get through at home. By the way, little brother, did you get first place in your grade again this time?"

"Yes, so I was taken on a trip again. I'm in Tangshan now, and we'll go to Qinhuangdao in a couple of days."

"Qinhuangdao... I've never been there. Is it by the sea?"

"correct."

"Was Mu Mu with you this time too?"

"Yes, she also chose the destination. Actually, we just planned to come to Tangshan to see my dad."

"You're still a child after all."

"What do you mean by 'still a child after all'?"

Shh—I won't tell you.

The longer they talked, the more it became clear that Shen Nianqiu was no longer satisfied with just text-based conversations, or rather, that text could no longer express her little emotions. So soon, just like countless times before, she invited Chen Junqian to call her.

"I want to sing for my little brother. You know, I was forced to learn several gibberish Korean songs from scratch in order to get along well with my roommates. It would be a waste if you didn't listen."

Is this a waste?

"Because I always told them, 'Oh, actually I like them a lot too, so I learned to sing them a long time ago,' and they didn't know how hard I worked."

"Even if you say that, I'm not particularly interested. And like you said, my impression of Korean songs is just those few background music tracks I heard when we played QQ Speed ​​together, the names of which I don't even know today. But it's really impressive that you can learn them; I can't do that."

"Actually, it's said to be a Korean song, but a lot of it is in English, so it's just so-so?"

"After all, there are troops stationed in their country, so it's quite normal to add a few lines to the song."

After all, there was another little Mu Mu taking a shower in the bathroom behind her. It didn't matter if she chatted with Shen Nianqiu on QQ now, but if they actually made a phone call, she would probably be able to recreate the lyrics from Xu Liang's new song "Not Good to Listen To" released a few months ago: "The unfamiliar voice on your phone is as sweet and pleasant as a child's, the sleepy greeting is too fatal, how should I react?"

So even after Shen Nianqiu went to such lengths, Chen Junqian still didn't agree to make the call. In the end, he probably angered his sister a bit, because he stopped replying to messages without saying a word, and even changed his QQ status to "busy." Sending messages there now only resulted in edited, automated system replies.

"I'm currently angry with a big liar who I can't see and who doesn't want me to hear his voice. I'll talk about it after I calm down."

All Chen Junqian could say was that the last person he'd ever seen edit the QQ system's auto-reply in this style was Lin Mu. He remembered Mu Mu using "Hello, I'm going to secretly ring my neighbor's doorbell to play. I'll be back after my neighbor scolds me."

He wondered if it had been changed now, since he hadn't seen that kind of automatic reply from Lin Mu for a while. Rather, the two of them didn't communicate much on QQ these days, since they saw each other every day and hung out together on weekends.

While Chen Junqian was thinking, Lin Mu finally finished taking a shower.

If the former was inexplicably taking less time than usual, then the latter was inexplicably taking more time than usual. She came out of the bathroom steaming hot and sat directly next to Chen Junqian, who had already put away his phone. She crossed her legs lightly on the sofa, swaying slightly as she turned her back to Chen Junqian, her hair facing him, as if she wanted him to help her dry her hair.

Although Lin Mu's hair wasn't as exaggeratedly long as Zhu Wenjun's, it was still considered to be the kind of long hair that was difficult to manage.

At least in Chen Junqian's memory, Mu Mu's hair should be longer now than it was at the Shanghai World Expo a year ago. However, he is not the same person he was last year. When he picked up the hair dryer again, his technique was much more skilled. In any case, he would not burn Mu Mu like he did the first time.

Mu Mu is currently wearing pajamas that she brought from home. The main colors are pure white and pink, without any fancy decorations or designs, but it looks very cute on her, giving her a rather endearing and innocent look.

"It seems like Qianqian doesn't have any pajamas."

"Because I really don't have this habit, or rather, none of my family has it. I've never worn this kind of pajamas since I was a child."

"But good pajamas are really comfortable to wear to sleep. The set I'm wearing was specially bought for me by my mother. She said it would be more suitable for girls my age, but I don't feel any difference. It's just that some parts are a little loose."

Well, just from Lin Mu's two sentences, Chen Junqian could easily tell that the other party had not yet developed the same kind of minor troubles as Zhu Wenyun.

However, he also knew that she wasn't a complete late bloomer; she had her first period and menstruation regularly. Although she was different from Zhu Wenyun, who talked to him about everyday things like eating and drinking, Mu Mu was still a bit secretive. Sometimes, when she asked for leave from PE class, she would deliberately glance in his direction first.

"Then can I buy you a set of pajamas like I did when I bought shoes for Qianqian? Actually, when I go to the pajama store, I see a lot of matching pajamas that seem to be for twins, and there's a discount if you buy them together."

Is it possible that they aren't twins, but rather a couple's set? Where in China do you find so many opposite-sex twins?

Suppressing the urge to complain that was already rising in his throat, Chen Junqian casually agreed while concentrating on dealing with Lin Mu's hair. When he finally finished, he inexplicably thought of the lyrics, "Who married you, so sentimental? Who comforted you, so prone to tears? Who tied up your long hair?"

However, it seems that his deskmate wasn't Mu Mu but Xu Youwei.

However, in Zhu Wenyun's story, he and Lin Mu were classmates.

Although the character 'Lin Mu' in that story seems to be essentially an emotional projection of Zhu Wenyun herself.

Shaking off the jumbled thoughts that suddenly popped into his head, Chen Junqian, satisfied, turned off the hairdryer and placed it aside.

"It's time to sleep, it's getting late."

"But I want to talk to Qianqian a little longer."

"How about we talk in bed? I'll turn off the light."

As someone who had chatted with Zhu Wenyun many times and was an expert at late-night conversations, Chen Junqian knew very well that even if a child stubbornly claimed that they couldn't sleep, once they actually lay in bed at a certain time, their eyelids would start to droop involuntarily.

However, to Chen Junqian's surprise, Lin Mu seemed to have anticipated this situation as well. While nodding in agreement, he went over and rummaged through his bag, pulling out two items:

"Weiwei taught me this. Let's play this, Qianqian."

What she was holding was a paper cup telephone connected together with a string.