Second floor of the apartment.
Inside Tang Yimian's room.
Scattered across the desk were several handwritten lesson plans, yet to be organized.
The room echoed with the lively music from the convention event.
By the phone stand, two girls were watching intently.
Aside from Tang Yimian, there was another familiar face—Fang Xinran!
The Queen of Dad Jokes, Professor Fang!
However.
At this moment, Fang Xinran wasn’t in the mood for cracking jokes.
She sat cross-legged on a foam mat, hands resting on the chair in front of her.
Like a student attentively listening in class, she focused on Lin Yu’s performance.
Only when the guitar solo kicked in did Fang Xinran suddenly remark:
"Lin Yu… always this intense?"
"Kind of a contrast to his usual image, huh?"
Her accent, as always, was nearly indecipherable to most.
Tang Yimian, long accustomed to it, didn’t even flinch.
Her attention was entirely glued to the live stream on her phone.
Normally, videos would lull her to sleep, but today, she didn’t feel drowsy at all.
"Lin Yu… how should I put it…"
"He has sides to him we don’t usually see…"
Tang Yimian glanced at Fang Xinran mid-sentence.
Noticing the intense stare, she quickly backtracked:
"I-I mean, it’s just a guess! No solid evidence or anything!"
Her earlier words might’ve made it seem like she knew Lin Yu well.
In reality.
She’d only started interacting with him more frequently in recent days.
Who knew so many stories would unfold between them?
Even blurring the lines between reality and dreams.
But in terms of their actual relationship…
At most, they were just close friends now.
Nothing particularly special… right?
Judging by Fang Xinran’s expression, Tang Yimian worried her words might’ve caused unnecessary misunderstandings.
They were meeting Lin Yu together later that evening.
She really hoped no awkwardness would arise and trouble him.
Then.
Fang Xinran calmly said:
"Someone with many sides…"
"The last person like that was probably Duo Mianti from Happy Planet, right?"
"Heh, just a random thought. Don’t mind me."
Tang Yimian: "…"
Overthinking it.
With Fang Xinran’s train of thought, what harm could there possibly be?
…
On the tree-lined path in the neighborhood.
Chi Qingshui strolled leisurely under the shade, phone in hand, earbuds in.
She was walking off her meal after eating at a small restaurant across the street.
Before heading back to the apartment, she wanted to catch Lin Yu’s "debut" stage performance.
Listening to the cheers and shouts from the live stream, Chi Qingshui’s steps lightened, a smile blooming on her face.
At least her little sister had good taste.
Knowing to call in "Brother-in-law" for backup.
If Lin Yu could get along with her sister…
That was a good thing, right?
Maybe by graduation, when it was time to come clean to their parents,
Little Chi could even put in a good word for them.
In the past, Chi Qingshui never understood the "anime" world.
She couldn’t fathom why people would dress in outrageous costumes, wear flashy wigs, and think it looked good.
But now.
Watching Lin Yu on stage, fully decked out as "Kaneki Ken"…
Chi Qingshui suddenly felt that maybe, just maybe, she should try to understand her sister a little more.
Anime character designs weren’t all eyesores…
Lin Yu with white hair? Not bad at all.
However, as she watched, her attention was hijacked by the barrage of comments:
(Holy crap, who is this god-tier guy? Anyone know him? Need his contact info!)
(Is he a hidden gem influencer? Anyone got his socials?)
(Pingchuan University’s anime club FTW! That’s my senior—hope I bump into him!)
(My ears are pregnant, and I think my belly’s next~ Kaneki-chan!)
(…)
Chi Qingshui: "!!!"
What’s wrong with these people?
Aren’t they supposed to follow some… comment etiquette or something?
This isn’t etiquette—it’s straight-up harassment!
She tapped open the comment box, typing furiously:
(Even if he’s a guy, you can’t just make crude jokes. Have some decency!)
After hitting send, a notification popped up:
[Comment function temporarily unavailable. Please complete your profile info and try again.]
Chi Qingshui’s brow furrowed: "!!!"
Since when did live-stream apps make commenting this complicated?
Her little sister used to spam comments effortlessly—no hassle like this!
Complete profile info…
The internet’s dangerous these days. How could she just hand out personal details?
But as the flood of shameless comments continued, Chi Qingshui took a deep breath.
Fine. If it’s just profile info…
She’d do it right now!
Today, she’d post at least five… no, ten comments!
…
Inside Wu Bao Ge.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
"…"
The handyman hammered away at the leaky doorframe like a demolition crew.
"I swear (redacted expletives)… Master, could you keep it down?"
"Can’t hear the livestream. Pretty please?"
Shen Buyao, unusually meek, made her request.
Originally, the repairs were scheduled for 10 a.m.
But thanks to her oversleeping, work had only started a few minutes ago.
When you’re the one at fault, it’s best to stay polite.
Finding a handyman this patient was rare these days.
The one who helped Shen Buyao find the worker was someone Lin Yu knew well—Big Wang, Wang Biao!
At the moment, Wang Biao stood cheerfully by the computer.
Together with the Shen sisters, they enjoyed "his bro’s" stage debut.
As a former nonconformist herself, Shen Buyao was thoroughly impressed by Lin Yu’s performance.
She smirked proudly at Wang Biao and asked:
"Big Wang, what’s the verdict? How’d Lin Yu do?"
Wang Biao tilted his head, clicking his tongue thoughtfully:
"Dude’s wild!"
Shen Buyao: "…"
"What kind of compliment is that? Sounds borderline insulting!"
Shen Jiuyi calmly added salt to the wound:
"Buyao, can you not handle even a hint of criticism about Lin Yu now?"
Shen Buyao: "…"
Wang Biao: "Heh heh heh…"
Flushing red, Shen Buyao snapped:
"Can we get less noise from the window? Huh?!"
The hammer-wielding handyman: "…"
Why’s it always his fault?
Quieter?
Like… stealth-mode quiet?
…
(Second update today! Next bonus chapter unlocks after 486 more "Power of Love" supports. Keep ‘em coming—bonus chapters incoming soon!)
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