Dressed as a vicious sister, she became the group's favorite by relying on her inner voice

Luo Wangzhou didn't interrupt her. When the song ended, she became very nervous and called out carefully, "Wangzhou..."

The person sitting opposite her stood up, motioned for her to return the piano to others, and then gave her comments.

"You are restless, let's go."

Facing Luo Wangzhou, the comments were not bold enough, and only people said silently: [So depressing, is Su Qingyuan usually like this when she is with Mr. Luo? ]

[I feel like Luo doesn’t like Su that much… (Is this something I can say)]

Su Qingyuan followed his pace, biting her lower lip, and asked tentatively: "Wangzhou, are you in a bad mood?"

Luo Wangzhou did not respond and remained silent.

"Is it because of me?" she asked again.

Luo Wangzhou paused, took a deep breath, and subconsciously looked for a cigarette, but his hand had already touched it and he put it back.

Forget it, I won’t smoke anymore.

He said, "Don't think too much, let's talk about it when we get back."

Su Qingyuan pursed her lips.

Let’s talk about it when we get back, that means something really happened.

……

An arch bridge made of white stones connects the two sides of the artificial lake. Willow branches hang low on the shore, and sunlight shines through the lake, sprinkling fine golden dots.

The lawn was well-managed and trimmed. Under a willow tree, a man set up a drawing board to paint, and a cameraman was filming next to him.

Luo Yu and Bo Xingsi took a look and knew that their first game of the day would be here.

After the two got off the car, people surrounded them immediately. Some were filming, some were covering their mouths and screaming, and some were bold enough to talk nonsense.

"Wow, thin actor, average~"

Luo Yu: “…”

Fork out!

The program crew invited extras to be fans, how come they turned out to be real ones?

The man by the lake was painting oil paintings. The two men went up to say hello and learned that they would work with the painter to paint a picture each based on the same theme, and then the judges would give them scores. If their scores were high, they would be able to get points.

When Luo Yu heard this, she immediately felt no pressure. The second male lead next to him was also a first-rate painter, and he easily won the title with just a few points.

She asked Bo Xingsi to sit down, prepared water for him, set up the drawing board, washed the brushes, arranged the paints, and then made a gesture -

"Brother, please."

Bo Xingsi sat down, and the program team gave the theme: flowers.

There are no restrictions, just this one word, there is a lot of room for imagination.

When the painter next to him saw this, he thought for a moment and then started to paint.

As for Bo Xingsi, he took the drawing board and looked at Luo Yu.

"What kind of flowers do you like?"

The person being asked thought about it and was about to give an answer when he was warned, "Don't say dogtail grass."

Luo Yu smiled, but this time she wasn't joking. She said seriously, "Ball orchid, right?"

Compared with roses and daisies, this kind of flower is rare. Bo Xingsi didn't ask why, he just picked up the pen and started to sketch.

But Luo Yu gave the answer.

She sat aside, watching Bo Xingsi paint, and slowly fell into memories.

[I don’t know if the ball orchid on the windowsill of the dormitory is dead. This flower is difficult to grow, and I don’t know if they can keep it alive. ]

【I miss my roommates a little bit. 】

[Xiao Ya came to school from another place, and she was able to bring a dogtail grass from her hometown and put it on the balcony, but I couldn't bring my ball orchid with me.]

[If I die like this, I wonder if they will be scared to death? Will my body rot on the bed? ]

【probably not. 】

[But it’s good this way. All the students in my dormitory can be admitted to graduate school. They have me to thank.]

Luo Yu put her elbows on her knees and propped up her chin, and soon her eyes and brows turned sad.

【I feel a little homesick. 】

The sketch on the canvas has been completed, and the next step is to lay the base color. Bo Xingsi put down the brush and turned to call her.

"Xiaoyu."

"Would you like to try it?"

Luo Yu came back to her senses, interrupted by her inner voice, looking at the canvas, and touched her nose: "I can't draw."

Bo Xingsi: "I'll teach you."

She stared at the ball orchid in front of her, and gradually, the image on the canvas began to overlap with the delicate little thing she had raised in her memory.

"Okay."

He agreed as if possessed.

Afterwards, she sat in Bo Xingsi's seat, and the latter bent down, held her hand, and taught her how to paint.

Luo Yu lowered her eyes slightly, her gaze fixed on the hand that was being held.

Suddenly, a mechanical voice rang in my head, the sound of her likes increasing one after another.

【Currently, there are 3727 likes from the heart. 】

Luo Yu: [Wow!]

Such a big increase?! Who gave her a thumbs up? It’s enough for her to live for five months.

Suddenly I feel that I have a very long life.

But this time the mechanical sound was not over yet. System 0892, which had been silent for many years, woke up. Although it was still leaking electricity, its condition was obviously much better.

[Host... Host, you are awesome! You have gathered so many valid likes in such a short time...]

[I, I can now... occasionally connect to you, host, are you happy? ]

Luo Yu was extremely cold and indifferent: [No.]

【0892: QAQ The host is so cold...】

【0892: But, I... Host, if you get more likes, I can... send you a big gift package! Are you happy?】

Luo Yu stood up: [Hmm! This is possible. You are still somewhat useful. ]

After a while of hissing, 0892 fell silent again. Luo Yu listened and knew that it had run out of energy and was dormant again.

It seems that she needs to collect likes faster.

For the 0892 gift package, there is also——

Luo Yu looked at the two hands that were painting together, and suddenly felt uncomfortable.

[I should be able to survive, right? ]

Bo Xingsi paused, loosened his hold on Luo Yu's right hand, and picked up the bottle of mineral water beside him.

He unscrewed the first bottle and gave it to Luo Yu, then turned his back to the second bottle and took two sips before turning back.

He just heard a series of beeps, followed by a few words from Luo Yu, and then finally -

Should I be able to survive?

Bo Xingsi pursed his lips.

The two of them rested for a long time and did not continue. The staff of the program team began to remind them that the time was about to be up.

He calmed himself down, and when he turned around, nothing could be seen on his face, except that he was worried.

"Xiaoyu."

"Ok?"

Bo Xingsi took the wheat from both of them, threw it aside, then leaned over to her neck and bit her ear.

"Now it's my turn to ask you."

His Adam's apple rolled slightly, his eyes were still clear, and his hands did not stop working.

He just spoke in a serious manner, saying things that made people's hearts beat faster.

"Have you--"

The momentary pause stretched infinitely in Luo Yu's heart; she could even hear her own heartbeat.

Plop—Plop—

It turns out that this is really the sound when a person's heartbeat speeds up.

It turns out that in that brief moment, the mind may not be blank, but may flash through many things.

As Bo Xingsi spoke again, Luo Yu's chaotic and complicated thoughts finally stopped, and the tangled ball of wool turned into a clear long line.

Bo Xingsi: "Do you like me too?"

There was a snap.

Luo Yu felt that the thread in her mind was broken.