Chapter 60
Seeing such professional equipment, Ye Zhenzhen was taken aback. With her mouth slightly open, she asked in confusion, "Where... did you get this?"
Gu Ran, holding his laptop, placed it on the desk. Then, while trying to figure out where to hang the projector screen, he answered casually, "I borrowed it from Ye Jinliang right after we finished eating."
"Ye Jinliang?"
The young girl fluttered her long eyelashes and asked, "Is that the chubby guy who hangs around you?"
"Yeah, he's my childhood friend. I'll introduce you to him another day."
Gu Ran replied, continuing to study the wall opposite the large bed.
The area was large enough to hang the screen, but the problem was how to actually hang it up.
He couldn't just tape it up; if he did, it would probably rip off a chunk of the wall paint when he took it down.
For a girl who cared about aesthetics, having a patch of paint peeled off her bedroom wall would definitely be unbearable.
Watching Gu Ran holding the screen and gesturing against the wall, Ye Zhenzhen hesitated for a moment before asking somewhat uncertainly, "Are you... going to watch the movie in here?"
"Yeah, where else?"
Gu Ran asked back naturally while working.
Ye Zhenzhen: "???"
They had agreed to go out for a midnight showing, but it turned out the midnight showing was going to be in her room?
And looking at the direction he was setting it up, they would most likely have to sit on her bed while watching.
At the thought of her and Gu Ran sitting together on her bed, her pretty face couldn't help but grow hot and flush...
Why did it feel so weird?
An older sister and a younger brother...
Turning his head and noticing the hesitation on the girl's face, Gu Ran blinked and asked tentatively, "Or... should we go watch it in my room?"
Thinking she was worried about ruining her wall, he kindly offered a solution.
Ye Zhenzhen: "!!!"
In the middle of the night, going to his room to watch a movie?
Was his true motive exposed just like that?
Did he really just show his true colors so soon?!
The moment she imagined sitting on Gu Ran's bed, maybe even sharing the same blanket, blood rushed to her face, turning it frighteningly red.
"N-no... I'm not going."
Ye Zhenzhen pursed her pink lips, glanced around her own room, and then said, "L-let's just watch it here."
Her own room was still somewhat of a comfort zone.
She felt that being in her own territory would generally make her feel a bit more secure.
Besides, in her own room, she could better unleash her older sister aura. Why should she be afraid of this bratty younger brother?
"Alright then, help me figure out how to hang this screen."
Gu Ran did not overthink it. Seeing that Ye Zhenzhen agreed to watch it in this room, he was more than happy with the outcome.
After all, what could be more comfortable than watching a movie while smelling the rich scent of osmanthus?
Hearing Gu Ran's words, Ye Zhenzhen, with a blushing face, slowly shuffled forward with small steps.
Her slender, fair fingers gently pulled at a corner of the screen, listening to the boy's instructions with a slightly delayed reaction.
...
Two minutes later.
Gu Ran looked somewhat helplessly at the girl on his right. "Big sis, where did your soul go?"
After he spoke, Ye Zhenzhen continued to tightly grip the corner of the screen with her small hand, blushing and lost in thought, completely oblivious to his words.
"Ye Zhenzhen!"
The boy suddenly raised his voice, causing Ye Zhenzhen to wake up as if from a dream. She blinked her eyes in confusion and, with her small mouth slightly open, asked in astonishment, "Ah... ah? What's wrong?"
Gu Ran: "..."
Uncomprehending, he stepped forward and reached out to feel her forehead. "Do you have a fever? Why is your face so red?"
Ye Zhenzhen stood there blankly. Watching the boy reach out toward her, her brain instantly crashed, leaving her standing there at a loss for what to do.
It was only when the boy's warm hand touched her forehead that she finally reacted.
She wanted to dodge away, but she also craved this fleeting moment of warmth. Her feet felt as if they were glued to the floor, completely unable to move a single step...
"Hey, hey, why are your eyes totally glazed over? Wake up!"
Looking at the girl's misty eyes, Gu Ran frowned and reached out to lightly slap her delicate cheek a few times.
Ye Zhenzhen: "???"
A few seconds later, the girl's pupils shrank as she completely snapped out of her daze.
Her delicate brows shot up, and her cold eyes burned with unbelievable fiery rage.
This guy... actually slapped her face!!!
Although the force was very light, the act itself was extremely humiliating!
"Gu 'Dog' Ran!"
Ye Zhenzhen angrily bit her lip, still unable to believe that the fellow in front of her was so audacious.
Did she really have zero respect as an older sister?!
Would he dare treat Uncle Gu like this?
Uncle Gu would definitely smack his dog head sideways!
He simply didn't take her seriously. It was time to show this guy her status as the older sister!
"W-what are you doing?"
Seeing the man-eating look in the girl's eyes, Gu Ran shrank his neck and awkwardly prepared to pull his hand back.
But before he could retract his hand, the girl's gaze locked onto the murder weapon from just now. She lightly ground her sharp canine teeth and bit down directly on it.
"Ah! Ye Zhenzhen, were you born in the year of the dog? Let go!!!"
...
Having displayed her older sister majesty, Ye Zhenzhen looked at the boy in front of her, who had a wronged expression and was huddled in the corner holding his hand, and finally raised her chin with an air of triumph.
She raised an eyebrow, as if asking if he dared to do it again.
"What are you looking at? Go hang the screen!"
Tossing her chin up, Ye Zhenzhen was completely brimming with confidence.
By a stroke of luck, she had successfully found the magic weapon to subdue her disobedient younger brother. She happily clasped her small hands behind her back.
Although the process might not have looked very elegant, the result was at least effective.
Watching Gu Ran dawdling, she kicked off her slipper and gave his calf a gentle prod with her foot.
"Hurry up. Stop dawdling and get it hung up quickly so we can watch the movie. Otherwise, how late are we going to be up watching it?"
Gu Ran: "..."
Rubbing his right hand, which was covered in teeth marks, he helplessly started working, no longer daring to boss around the girl who seemed to have a case of mad dog disease.
He had no choice. Who could have expected her to bite?!
He had originally wanted to resist, but the moment the softness of her mouth touched the back of his hand, he instantly lost all ability to fight back, getting lost in that tenderness.
There was really nothing he could do. She was just... too soft!!!
Finding two adhesive hooks, he barely managed to hang the screen up. Gu Ran then opened his laptop and connected the projector.
"What do you want to watch?"
Watching him operate the laptop, Ye Zhenzhen, looking just like a supervisor, leaned over with her hands clasped behind her back.
"Hmm... A Wicked Ghost, have you heard of it?"
Hearing this, Ye Zhenzhen shrank her neck and gently shook her head.
What kind of girl watches horror movies by herself for fun? It's too scary...
Just hearing the name maxed out the terrifying atmosphere.
Seeing Gu Ran pull up the movie, the cover alone made the girl unconsciously swallow hard, and her small hands clenched tightly.
"A-are we really going to watch this?"
She asked with some hesitation, a trace of solemnity appearing on her pretty face.
"What, are you backing out?"
Gu Ran turned his head, raised an eyebrow, and asked teasingly.
"W-who's backing out!"
Hit right on the mark, the girl's expression instantly stiffened. Then, flying into a rage out of humiliation, she bared her teeth in a threatening manner.
"Gu 'Dog' Ran, show some respect when talking to your older sister, or I'll bite you."
Gu Ran: "..."
Fine, fine, fine. So she loves to bite that much, huh?
Just you wait!!!
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e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
