ATPN Chapter 72

Chapter 72: The Beauty Lives Up to Its Name

Looking at the fragrant beef in his bowl, Yang You narrowed his eyes in satisfaction: “Song Baiyan is very special towards our Fish. Think about it, when have you ever seen him personally deliver scripts to anyone else?”

Yang You’s reminder made Tang Wei pause, then slap his forehead. “That’s right, how could I forget that?”

While devouring the meat, Yang You continued, “Also, the way he looks at Fish, tsk, how should I put it? It’s like he wants to see right through him, and he’s so focused, as if Fish is the only person in his eyes.”

Hearing this, Yu Zhanrong couldn’t help but shudder, looking at Yang You with a suspicious expression. “See through? Does he have X-ray vision? What nonsense are you talking about?”

The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was off. He glanced at Yang You, who was eating with a satisfied look, and Yu Zhanrong felt he had been tricked: “You just came here to get free beef, didn’t you?”

“That’s not the only reason, hahaha,” Yang You said, holding his bowl and dodging Tang Wei’s attack. “Think about what happened in PE class. If I hadn’t been there and seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn’t have believed Song Baiyan would coax someone like that.”

Tang Wei nodded in agreement and silently put down his chopsticks, no longer fighting with Yang You for the food.

Yu Zhanrong: “…”

Liu Yi, who was busy dipping meat in the hotpot, suddenly stopped and looked at the other three thoughtfully. “Hey? Don’t you guys feel like we forgot something?”

He turned his gaze to Yu Zhanrong and asked, puzzled, “Fish, I remember you said yesterday that you were going to livestream eating hotpot today?”

Crap!

He forgot!

He ended the stream in a hurry, the Fish Bubbles might explode.

Yu Zhanrong hurriedly took out his phone, opened the livestreaming app, and said, “I’ll start the stream. Don’t call out our real names later, got it?”

Tang Wei: “Can we call you Fish?”

“Yeah, my fans usually call me that.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Zhanrong clicked the “Start Livestream” button.

Instantly, a large group of Fish Bubbles flooded into the livestream room, and the screen filled with a dense barrage of comments.

[The streamer is too much!]

[Fishie, don’t you consider us your own people? Is there anything we can’t hear? You just ended the stream.]

[Is the neighbor next door a Fish Bubble?]

[I heard Fishie call someone “Senior Brother.” Is it the Senior Brother I’m thinking of?]

[So you guys are mutually attracted, right? Is Senior Brother actually Fishie’s boyfriend?]

[They, they’re only separated by a wall. I’ve already imagined them spending the night at each other’s places. Someone stop me.]

Seeing the comments becoming increasingly outrageous, Yu Zhanrong covered his face, on the verge of collapse.

Tang Wei curiously leaned closer. “The comment speed is so fast, can you even see them clearly?”

After watching for a while, Tang Wei felt dizzy. He covered his eyes. “No, no, I’m getting dizzy.”

After he got used to it, he couldn’t help but look at the comments again.

“Fish Bubble next door? What does that mean?” Tang Wei read a comment. He knew that Yu Zhanrong’s fans were called Fish Bubbles.

But this…

“…” Tang Wei thought for a moment, then said in shock, “S… that person, is a Fish Bubble?”

Yang You also stood up in surprise and exclaimed, “Oh my god, your goody-two-shoes act backfired?!”

It’s over.

Yu Zhanrong squeezed out two words through gritted teeth: “Shut up!”

Realizing he had said the wrong thing, Yang You touched his nose and quickly sat down, not daring to speak again.

The comments had completely gone wild, there was no turning back. No one knew how many times the stream had crashed that night.

Yu Zhanrong felt like he had lost the will to live.

[Goody-two-shoes???]

[Acting like a goody-two-shoes for who?]

[Okay, okay, you put us in the small dark room at the slightest provocation, but you’re all obedient and cute with Senior Brother? We’re not worthy.]

[Okay, okay, you’ve mastered the art of double standards.]

[It’s already like this, and you still haven’t caught him?]

[Fishie, what can we say about you? You’re usually so smooth with your words, but you become a mute when you meet Senior Brother.]

[Scheming Fishie, we’ll bring the Civil Affairs Bureau here. Can you abduct Senior Brother?]

[Charge to the next door, pounce on Senior Brother, go for it! Why are you still eating hotpot?]

[Maybe Fishie is too shy, sisters, calm down.]

[New fan upstairs, you haven’t seen Fishie’s violent side. He’s not a shy person at all.]

[Fishie, don’t be a coward. Use the tricks you taught us to flirt with men, go flirt! Stop acting like a goody-two-shoes.]

There were too many comments. Tang Wei read one without saying a word, then another without saying a word, and couldn’t help but turn his attention to the collapsed Yu Zhanrong.

What exactly did this guy say in the livestreaming room usually?

Flirting with men?

People really can’t be judged by their appearance.

The beauty lives up to its name.

After the hotpot party ended, the roommates went back to school. Yu Zhanrong sent them off and returned to his bedroom, recalling what had happened today, and felt more and more distraught.

Damn it, what’s going on?

He can’t live like this anymore.

He wondered if Song Baiyan would think he was two-faced, or that he was pretending.

What should he do?

Song Baiyan probably didn’t watch his livestream, but after what happened this afternoon, he wasn’t sure if he would be curious enough to check it out.

Speak of the devil, Yu Zhanrong was lying in bed brainstorming when his phone beeped.

It was a message from Song Baiyan.

Instantly, Yu Zhanrong’s eyes widened. He rubbed his eyes, turned off the phone, and took a deep breath.

He must be seeing things.

He turned it back on, and the message was still there.

[Senior Brother: Let’s run together at seven tomorrow morning.]

??

Yu Zhanrong scratched his head in frustration, his mind was spinning.

No, what’s going on? He didn’t ask about what happened today, and directly asked him to run?

And did his Senior Brother misunderstand something about him?

Did he look like someone who would wake up early to run?

Morning runs are impossible, impossible in this lifetime.

Any other request from Song Baiyan, and he would be happy to do it, but exercise, he really couldn’t smile about it.

Is it still too late for him to move back to school?

[Yu.: Sorry Senior Brother, I’m going back to school with my roommates, I can’t run together tomorrow [Disappointed]]

Song Baiyan looked at the reply and couldn’t help but laugh.

[Song Baiyan: I saw you from the balcony sending your roommates off.]

Yu Zhanrong: …

He was careless.

He forgot that Song Baiyan’s balcony had a clear view of the complex’s main gate.

But this was the 22nd floor, the 22nd floor. From the top, everything looked like a tiny dot. How did he recognize him?

Could he retract the message?

He was hoisted by his own petard. He even sent a disappointed emoji, wasn’t that showing that he actually wanted to go?

[Yu.: …]

Song Baiyan looked at the six black dots on the message screen, and could imagine Yu Zhanrong’s regretful struggles, his angry bed-punching.

He happily stroked Ah Li’s soft fur and said softly, “Your little brother is too cute.”