I'm Crushing on Gorgeous Faces in Variety Shows!-Chapter 325: Shh, This Is an Exclusive Secret

Chapter 325: Chapter 325: Shh, This Is an Exclusive Secret

Mu Qiu looked at her innocently and even helped pat her back.

"Don’t get so worked up."

She was just stating the truth. Fu Ran’s gaze hadn’t left Ye Mian, and sometimes it seemed like he wanted to devour her in one bite.

And the way Ye Mian looked at Fu Ran, it was filled with excitement and thrill, like the fresh gaze of the old folks in the village watching the young educated youth come to work there, trying to see right into their soul.

Standing on either side of the crowd, their eyes were practically interwoven.

It was so obvious.

But she and Cheng Zhirang... were they just as obvious?

Mu Qiu absentmindedly patted Ye Mian’s back to help her catch her breath, recalling the few interactions she had with Cheng Zhirang since the start of this show.

Their conversations were normal, and she never stared at him heatedly.

She whispered this confusion to Ye Mian, asking her, "We’ve only made eye contact twice, how on earth did you figure it out?"

Ye Mian: "Even once is obvious. Although Brother Cheng has a habit of making direct eye contact when talking to others, it’s different when he looks at you.

And though you don’t like direct eye contact when speaking, your gaze often drifts towards him.

Brother Cheng is gentle and courteous to everyone, but rarely does he actively or passively engage with female artists’ bodies or belongings, yet you two have done just that.

Moreover, you love to praise him without reservation. Such compliments usually only occur between couples unless they’re very close friends. And you two are clearly not that close as friends."

A conclusion from all these points was: you two have something going on.

Mu Qiu listened, looking thoughtful.

"A very reasonable analysis, no wonder you’re a relationship blogger."

Ye Mian waved her hand, modestly saying, "Just average, world’s third-best. When it comes to relationship analysis, you should be the best."

A novelist specializing in male-female relationships, writing such ambiguous love stories every day, should be the clearest and most perceptive in emotional matters.

It’s just that she can’t objectively analyze her own feelings; after all, it’s easier to perceive these things from the outside.

Both of them are good at analyzing feelings, so they had plenty of common topics to discuss.

Mu Qiu leaned closer to her, pulling the mic a bit closer, and said, "You’re too kind, love stories are just a part of my research, you’re the expert, these are targeted studies."

Ye Mian also pulled the mic a bit closer, modestly saying, "No way, no way, mine just involves solving small gender relationship issues, it’s very one-sided.

Plus, the ideas mainly come from my relationship with Fu Ran, writing about our life together. You’re different."

"I’m definitely different," Mu Qiu’s interest was piqued as she talked about it,

"I write other people’s lives, including many people, inserting my own wishes, and crafting an unforgettable life story."

Ye Mian: "Exactly, I study my life with him, you study others’. I rely on real experiences to write, only after experiencing them can I write, but you don’t need to...... Right, with so many romance stories, you must have been in a relationship, right?"

Mu Qiu paused.

Then she gave a half-hearted smile and said, "No, I rely entirely on fabrication and imagination. Why would you ask such a thing???"

Ye Mian touched her nose, saying, "Ah... I didn’t think of that either."

Writing novels for years, dealing with all sorts of life and death romance, all purely based on her own dream fantasies.

Not an iota of real-life experience...

Real-life experience?

Ye Mian stared straight ahead, leaning her shoulder over, whispering like talking secretly during class with the teacher present, "Then when you write certain post-marital scenes......"

Mu Qiu quickly covered her mouth.

"Let’s not delve into that, those are exclusive secrets not to be shared."

Ye Mian, with her mouth covered, made an okay gesture.

[No need to cover, this VIP already guessed it]

[Can they air this? /Dog head]

[They must have been whispering something even more exciting /I figured it all out.jpg]

[Mu Qiu: This secret has finally been revealed to everyone]

[Heard that most novelists start out single, tsk tsk tsk]

[Finally understand why Mu Qiu looks at Brother Cheng like a scanner]

[We just mocked her half a month ago hahaha]

[Falling in love is a waste of time, Mu Qiu you focus on writing]

[This is the laughter from a married woman’s perspective at a single fiction writer]

[Quickly cover your mouth and keep my secret.jpg]

[Writing so many romantic scenes, all purely imagined? Can she imagine the details of holding hands and kissing?]

[She’s experienced forty-nine romances in her dreams, with men of all types... maybe even women]

[Strong, other than strong, I don’t know how to describe her imagination]

[Mu Qiu: I’m damn envious, others write genuine stuff, others actually have real experience, but me...]

[Mu Qiu covering someone’s mouth, silently weeping.jpg]

[I turned up the volume to the max, I heard it, Ye Mian asked: when you write driving scenes, are you watching certain things]

[The sister in front can fabricate stories like no other, she barely moved her mouth that much, right]

[I heard it too, she clearly said, when you write kissing, hugging, and lifting high, is it all based on dramas]

[Let my diamond VIP say it, she clearly said, I write with a husband in bed, do you have that?]

[Hahaha both amusing and pathetic!]

Mu Qiu was indeed feeling quite bittersweet, grunting and pulling herself slightly away with her flotation ring, not leaning too close to Ye Mian.

Then she looked ahead drearily at the two individuals.

Li Yang finally decided to start singing.

The system automatically matched him with the first song, "Worship of Happiness."

As soon as the prelude started, the atmosphere became lively. Out of his singing idol instinct, Li Yang held the microphone and started clapping to the beat.

Guan Yu also started swaying, intently staring at Li Yang, who was wobbling in the middle of the trampoline.

Fans on the beach screamed, and Li Yang waved to interact with them, completely treating it like a concert.

"Those who forget their names, follow me now, let’s worship happiness together! Those who lay down their burdens, follow me and create an era of happiness!"

Have to admit, Li Yang’s singing skills were quite good, although his actions were shaky while singing and waving on the trampoline.

If not for the large water trampoline, he might have slipped and fallen into the water any second.

Mu Qiu sang along with him and Guan Yu, waving from the beach, acting as his concert fans.

"Happiness belongs to which era, 70s, 80s, 90s, or generation Y, even if you search through the history coursebook, you still won’t find the answer, you can’t recite it well, relax..."

Before the word "relax" was fully out, Guan Yu, holding on to the edge of the trampoline, suddenly shot up, leaning all her weight on the side.

The trampoline tilted, and Li Yang, who was singing, started slipping sideways with his voice abruptly turning into—

"Reeelaaaax~~èlààáàaaaah!"