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

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[Aaaaaaaaah what are they talking about!!! Xingzi-ge is not shy at all!]

[They said they have seen a hundred ways! After seeing them, they should put them into practice!!]

[Aaaaaaaaah, I'm dead! Xingxing opened the microphone specifically and said, is this to report to us specifically? So I'm so important to you guys! ]

[Luo Yu is red and warm, my family, Luo Yu is red and warm! ]

[Brother Xingzi, don’t worry, don’t worry, I have a thousand ways, I will send them to you immediately! ! ! ]

The comments were screaming, and Luo Yu was jumping up and down. Like a cooked shrimp, she jumped up to cover Bo Xingsi's mouth and tried to turn off the microphone in a panic.

And whispered: "Shhhhhhhhhhh!"

[What are you talking about? You are so loud! ! ]

Bo Xingsi smiled and raised his hand to push her hands away. But afraid that she would lose her balance, he used his other hand to hold her lower back.

"Why can't you tell me this? There are no outsiders here."

The barrage went crazy again——

[We are not outsiders! Ahhhhhh the stars treat us as their own!]

[He really is, I'm crying! Finally I know we have VIP access.]

[Luo Yu, stop shushing and learn from Xing Xing. You just turned off your microphone. You can’t afford to have fun!]

When Luo Yu was being opened, she happened to see the barrage. She looked at it again in disbelief and raised her hand to point at herself.

A group of people said she couldn't afford to play.

Luo Yu dragged Bo Xingsi to ask the audience: "Have you forgotten who turned off the microphone most frequently in the past?"

As soon as he finished speaking, without waiting for her to continue to defend herself, Bo Xingsi put one hand on the waist and led the person forward, then put it down after they were away from the camera.

"With Luo Xiaotao gone, are you still going to look for clues?"

Her feet lifted off the ground and touched the ground again, and Luo Yu staggered. She looked at Bo Xingsi who was walking in front of her, and then at the cameraman who was still standing there.

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【How did I get here? 】

……

This should be a filming location for Jiangnan Water Village. There are small bridges and flowing water, misty stone bridges, actors on stage singing in the surrounding streets, and boatmen wielding oars to lead the pleasure boats through the surrounding streets.

In the misty rain, people around opened their oil-paper umbrellas and walked and whispered with their companions. Some of them wore cheongsams, while others wore ruqun. At first glance, it was as if they had entered a chaotic and overlapping time and space, which made people stunned for a long time.

Luo Yu put her hands on her forehead, trying her best to shield her cheeks from the rain. The rain was not heavy but it came suddenly. Director Liu did not say that they were going to call it a day, so they continued filming according to the original process.

[Where are the stars? How come I can’t see anyone anymore?]

[I don’t know, I was there just now. What is Luo Yu looking at?]

The drizzle made the stone slabs look even smoother. Luo Yu stood on the stone steps, staring at the street in a daze.

Maybe it's because she doesn't belong here. Standing here now, she feels empty and has no one to rely on.

The lady in cheongsam holding an umbrella sent her companion to the rickshaw, waved goodbye, and said that she was going home too. Luo Yu watched, and even though she knew they were acting, she couldn't help but murmur in her heart.

[I want to go home too...]

A shadow fell overhead, shielding her from the drizzle.

"Miss Luo."

The person next to him came over, holding an oil-paper umbrella that came from nowhere in one hand and reaching out to him.

"Follow me?"

Luo Yu came back to her senses and looked at him. They stared at each other for a long time, so long that the smile in Bo Xingsi's eyes gradually faded and disappointment welled up.

Luo Yu crossed her arms and turned away from him.

"The Thin Shadow Emperor."

"Ok?"

"You want to steal my oil-paper umbrella? That's too insincere, isn't it?"

Bo Xingsi curled his lips and smiled: "Then I will be more formal next time."

Luo Yu then asked: "You just took an umbrella?"

Having said that, he put his hand into the other person's palm without waiting for the other person to respond. The moment they touched, Luo Yu realized that Bo Xingsi's hand was so hot, while her fingertips were terribly cold.

Realizing this, she extended her other hand as well.

"I'm freezing, warm me up with this hand."

"Now I only have one hand, I have to hold the umbrella."

"I don't care! Just take an umbrella if you are asked to."

Bo Xingsi: “…”

Someone commented: [? What do you mean one umbrella or two umbrellas? The staff just handed me an umbrella. You were so distracted that you didn’t see it.]

[And Xingxing, why are you holding an oil-paper umbrella? Shouldn't the yellow umbrella handed to you by the staff be bigger? You can only give this small oil-paper umbrella to Luo Luo, and you will have to get at least half of your shoulder wet.]

After she finished speaking, a group of people downstairs said:

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[You really didn't understand or you're pretending not to understand?]

Someone checked this person's fandom and found out that she was a new Meteor Shower fan. A big fan quickly pulled her away and gave her some advice.

[Don’t worry about the young couple’s affairs, just do it.]

"Butterfly Lovers" is being sung on the stage. The actor is a man with a feather on his head and richly painted face. His voice is melodious and moving, which really makes the listeners stop and bring them into the tragic love story.

There is a sign from the production team next to the stage, and this is where the clues are.

The two went over and searched around the stage, but found nothing. The man on the stage stopped singing and asked them in an operatic voice: "Brothers, what's the problem?"

He bowed and asked Bo Xingsi, who returned the greeting: "I am looking for something, but I don't know where to start."

"Oh?" The actor took a step forward, opened the folding fan in his hand, and thrust it forward, asking, "Is this what you are looking for?"

One side of the fan was painted with lotus leaves and lotus flowers, which was lively and vivid, while the other side was painted with a brush with two sentences, which looked like dragons and phoenixes dancing in a dancing manner.

——Ten miles outside the empty mountains, thousands of geese fly south.

Bo Xingsi looked at it and said, "That's right."

The actor laughed heartily, and the folding fan was placed in his hands.

"This is a riddle. If you two can guess the answer, I will give you the most precious treasure of my troupe."

The fan fell into Bo Xingsi's hands. Luo Yu leaned forward to take a look and shook her head after reading it.

[The college student said he didn't know how to do it, so the best actor should do it. ]

Bo Xingsi couldn't help laughing out loud. He thought that even if Luo Yu didn't know the answer, she would pretend to think about it for a moment, but he didn't expect her to be so straightforward.

Just for a moment, the urge to tease came to his mind again.

"Hiss~" He looked at the fan in amazement and went to find Luo Yu, "Look at this, we played with it when we were kids, do you remember?"

Luo Yu raised her eyebrows and pursed her lips, not daring to speak.

[Why is it the game I played when I was a kid again? 】

[Then I definitely don’t remember. It’s normal to forget something if you have a bad memory, right? ]

Shaking his head: "I can't remember."

"What about you thinking about it?"

"Oh, I can't remember."

[If you ask me again, I will start pretending to have a headache. ]

Bo Xingsi smiled, but there was nothing he could do to her.

She had already said that asking again would give him a headache, so he didn't continue. Just as he was about to reply to the actor's answer to this question, he heard Luo Yu's inner voice again -

【etc! 】

Bo Xingsi paused.

Luo Yu: [Bo Xingsi remembers the childhood events with the original owner so clearly, will he like it... It's not me at all? ]