The host maintained professionalism and didn’t bother arguing with Zhao Qinghan.
However, Zhao Qinghan’s behavior on the show Run With My Idol quickly trended on Weibo, sparking countless comments.
【Qinghan’s Downfall】: What the hell is wrong with her? Did the host even do anything to her? Is she just a professional troll or something?
【Her Highness Princess Qinghan】: Oh please, first commenter, you’re just jealous of how popular our Qinghan is. And let’s be real, wasn’t she right? The entertainment industry is so fake, and that host’s smile was downright nauseating. Anyone with eyes could see it.
【Hey I’m Your Daddy】: Bet all of ZQH’s fans are bratty middle-schoolers with zero respect or manners. Their parents probably get more love from their family dog.
Right then, another comment shot to the top of the trending list.
【OrangeNotCold】: She’s managed to inherit exactly none of our nation’s traditional virtues. The moment she opens her mouth, her IQ and EQ both flatline. Honestly, she’s broken the world record for Most Annoying Creature. Keep it up, ZQH sis!
【Hey I’m Your Daddy】: LMAO “world record” — Orange always delivers the best burns.
【Zhao Qinghan’s #1 Stan】: How dare you talk about my queen like that? Don’t you know her barking skills have been improving nonstop?
【HugMyQingShuiSquad】: Y’all are seriously messed up. Keyboard warriors who probably look like gremlins IRL.
【ConnectedAtTheBone】: Uh-huh, and how did you know our Orange is a total baddie?
Zhao Qinghan’s die-hard fans were out in full force, turning the comment section into a battlefield. Ming Xiaowei, who was sneakily scrolling through her phone during study hall, was utterly fascinated.
Is this what the entertainment circle is like? So chaotic… and so fun.
Ming Xiaowei was tempted to jump right in.
But this account had a fair number of Zhao Qinghan’s followers, which complicated things. Not that it mattered much—this was just her burner account anyway.
Should I switch to my main and start blasting?
Ming Xiaowei toggled between accounts. She only had two numbers.
Her main account’s bio read: Daughter of DT Group’s chairman, with hundreds of thousands of followers.
Oh no. If she used that account, she’d probably get cyberbullied into oblivion. Ugh.
Guess I’ll have to get a new SIM card later and ditch this number.
This account had been created solely to stan Zhao Qinghan back in the day. Even with her bold personality, Ming Xiaowei would never dare to fangirl under her real identity.
Honestly, she still couldn’t wrap her head around why her past self had ever liked Zhao Qinghan.
Then again…
Well, everyone has their cringe phase.
Back when she’d hit rock bottom, she’d even considered selling her looks and marrying some rich woman to get by.
She’d actually tried it once. The woman took one look at her, decided she looked too haggard (probably kidney deficiency), and sent her packing.
Ugh, don’t remind me.
Ming Xiaowei nearly teared up at the memory.
Just as she was about to exit the app, she noticed a new like on one of her old posts.
Huh?
And it was from her main account.
She tapped the notification and saw it was from OrangeNotCold.
Why is Ji Cheng looking at my stuff?
The post was a summer vacation throwback—just a silhouette of Ming Xiaowei by the beach.
Ah, she must think I’m gorgeous.
Obviously. Ming Xiaowei agreed wholeheartedly.
Curious, she clicked into OrangeNotCold’s profile, only to find no photos—just replies and comments.
Wait… does this girl never take pictures?
Then again, it made sense. If she posted even a half-body shot, Zhao Qinghan’s rabid fans would doxx her in seconds. And wasn’t there a Zhao Qinghan stan in their class too?
Ming Xiaowei’s lips curled into a smirk.
Does this mean I’ve caught our class president slacking off on her phone?
Amused, she sent OrangeNotCold a DM:
“Sis, shouldn’t you be paying attention in class?”
Ji Cheng: “…I’ve finished today’s homework. And tomorrow’s. You?”
Ouch. Direct hit.
Ming Xiaowei: QAQ
Whatever. University study halls were lenient anyway—as long as you weren’t disruptive, no one cared.
Might as well get back to work.
The workload wasn’t heavy yet since the semester had just started. Rumor had it the real grind came before finals. After finishing her assignments, Ming Xiaowei puffed her cheeks and glanced over at Ji Cheng, who was already reading a book.
Psychology?
Is she minoring in something else?
No way I’m falling behind. She needed to catch up on that calculus lecture she’d missed. Come on, how lame would it be if my future wife outsmarted me?
Ming Xiaowei had never had the chance to attend college before. Now that she did, she wanted to make the most of it.
Thanks to her sharp memory (courtesy of her past life), the material wasn’t too hard to grasp.
After all, someone as cool as me is destined to top the class.
Before Ming Xiaowei knew it, the evening self-study session had ended without her realizing how much time had passed. Stepping outside, she found the sky already dark. Finally free, she sent the parcel codes Auntie Zhang had provided earlier to the fans who had purchased items from her.
After checking the codes, they promptly transferred the money.
Their generosity made Ming Xiaowei absolutely delighted.
What a shame Zhao Qinghan was such an idiot.
On her way back to the villa, Ming Xiaowei stopped by a mobile service store to get a new SIM card. Humming a tune, she finally returned home.
What name should she choose?
Ming Xiaowei handed three strawberry lollipops to Si while sucking on a milk-flavored one she had bought on the way back. Soaking in the bathtub, she narrowed her eyes in thought.
Got it.
She’d call herself—
"Freshly Squeezed Orange Juice."
The iPad hanging on the wall nearby was still playing a drama. Splashing water with her feet, Ming Xiaowei opened a private message to Ji Cheng (a.k.a. "Cool Orange").
"Sis, I’m your new fan~ Catch this love! Love you, sis! Wanna sleep together? Mwah mwah."
After sending it, Ming Xiaowei gagged at her own words.
Then she heard Si retching.
"What’s wrong? Are you pregnant?" Ming Xiaowei asked.
Si patted her chest, trying to recover. "Nothing. I just think you’re kinda disgusting."
This time, Si deliberately didn’t urge Ming Xiaowei to use Ji Cheng’s soul fragment. She simply lurked within Ji Cheng’s body, sharing her senses while watching her host’s antics—both exasperating and amusing.
This girl really couldn’t shake off her mischievous nature.
Ming Xiaowei: "..."
Calling her disgusting?
Should she just leave then?
"Don’t talk nonsense. This is called flirting. How is it disgusting?" Ming Xiaowei declared that Si was just being petty.
She had no appreciation for the romance of men.
However, the private message didn’t earn her Ji Cheng’s attention. Ming Xiaowei quietly clicked into Ji Cheng’s profile and realized for the first time that she had 100,000 followers.
Out of 100,000 fans, couldn’t she reply to just one?
Fine. Betrayed. Damn you, Ji Cheng.
Ming Xiaowei called Auntie Zhang.
"Auntie Zhang, you’re still awake, right? Bring me a hand-squeezed orange juice—actually, never mind. Just bring up the orange squeezer and tools. I’ll do it myself."
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