Quick Transmigration: Let Me Tell You, I'm a Social Anxiety Person

When Lily heard the news that Wen Ying had decided to take a vacation, her first reaction was disbelief.

She quickly called back and, before Wen Ying could speak, bombarded her with a series of questions: "Are you really going to blank out your schedule from December to February? Why are you taking such a long leave? Is it because the pressure is too much and you're trying to relax and unwind, or are you upset because you've encountered too many problematic people on variety shows and want to temporarily distance yourself from the entertainment industry?"

As she spoke, her voice choked up: "My life must have been so dull and boring without you. Will I ever see you come back?"

Wen Ying was somewhat confused by her and suspected that it was actually Lily herself who was under psychological pressure.

After all, their studio has only had Wen Ying as an artist since its establishment, and the entire company is counting on her as a cash cow. Lily just bought a seaside villa, so it's understandable that she's worried about Wen Ying's career development.

So she thought for a moment and said, "How about I sign a few more idols for you to mentor? Shen Zhu said that Daehu is planning to hold a talent show. I looked at the list and there are a few trainees who look pretty good."

Lily's voice was even more sorrowful: "The limited group will disband after two years, and they'll just come back to take over your position, right?"

"Is Xiao Jiang gossiping and showing you brainwashing material again?" Wen Ying said speechlessly. "Wake up. I have two TV dramas waiting to be broadcast on satellite channels and a Lunar New Year movie. My career is going well. I won't retire from the entertainment industry for love like those prediction posts on Douban groups and become a group's young mistress."

“Shen Zhu…”

“Of course Shen Zhu wouldn’t either. He has a concert to hold, and he’s been invited to be a mentor on a talent show on Taiwan.” Wen Ying said, “I just feel that over the years I’ve played many roles in other people’s lives, and now I want to take some time to go back to real life and find my true self.”

Then, love helps to fill in the gaps left by the past.

After hanging up the phone, Wen Ying found the culprit post that had caused Lily to be so paranoid and suspicious.

The post was published several years ago. The poster claimed to be a "knower of destiny" and wrote over a thousand words to predict the career development of people in the entertainment industry based on their birth charts and facial features.

However, the people in the industry mentioned in the posts in previous years were not very popular. This year, he suddenly had a brilliant idea and brought up Wen Ying's name, which brought up the popularity of the long-dormant posts.

Netizens were initially skeptical of the poster's predictions, but after examining the recent lives of other celebrities mentioned in the post, they found that the predictions perfectly matched reality.

A certain male celebrity, whose love life is said to be on fire, has indeed cheated on three women at the same time. An actress who became famous for her high-IQ, academic beauty persona has never attended university. A hip-hop singer who claims to be completely different from other rappers has participated in group sex... The more netizens dig, the more excited they become, and all their attention is focused on the last "current" top female celebrity - Wen Ying.

The prediction post went viral, receiving countless replies. The word "squat" appeared tens of thousands of times in the comments section alone, making it seem like someone had accidentally wandered into a crowded tourist attraction's restroom.

Wen Ying took a screenshot of the part of the post that predicted her and sent it to Wen Sirang: "Doesn't this sentence look familiar?"

Wen Sirang: "???"

"Isn't this the nightmare you always had in high school? During that time, I took you on a trip, and you repeated these hundred or so words to various masters many times. I can recite them from memory."

Wen Ying sent a sad emoji and said, "I keep seeing people talking about this lately, and I feel like I'm going to have nightmares again."

Winston: "[Burning with rage][Burning with rage]"

Wen Sirang: "Bringing up such a painful thing from hundreds of years ago? Just wait, I'll find out who leaked the information right away, and I'll take a truckload of people to deal with him through the internet!"

Wen Ying sent him a bunch of heart and red envelope emojis, telling him it was a reward for his hard work, all of which were included in the red envelope.

Wen Sirang: "[Smiling][Smiling] Okay, I received it. You're so kind to me."

After a pause, he continued, "To be honest, I thought at the time... that dream you had was very strange. It described you as someone without personality or self, someone who could only depend on others for survival and was obsessed with love. In reality, my sister is financially independent and can support eighteen Shen Zhus."

Wen Ying smiled at the screen.

The electronic door lock beeped, and Shen Zhu walked in, immediately looking at the sofa: "Who are you talking to? You're laughing so happily."

Wen Ying showed him the screen, and Shen Zhu glanced at it casually before lowering his head and giving her a long kiss, holding the back of her neck.

"Let's talk less, or we'll crash my ship." Shen Zhu sat down, opened the pastry box he had just brought in, and offered a piece to Wen Ying's mouth.

The pastry's crust was crispy, and a lot of crumbs fell off with each bite. Luckily, Shen Zhu was prepared and didn't pull his outstretched palm back, but placed it under Wen Ying's chin to catch them.

Wen Ying couldn't help but laugh, "Do you remember when we were in kindergarten? I used to feed you like this too."

"I remember." Shen Zhu leaned over and kissed a sesame seed stuck to the corner of her mouth. "So I'll take care of you when you grow up, Sister Wenying."

Wen Ying felt a little embarrassed when this sentence came out out of nowhere.

Actually, there's nothing wrong with this title. Wen Ying debuted early and there are plenty of people in the industry who call her "sister." But when Shen Zhu says it, it always gives her a slightly different feeling.

Shen Zhu noticed her shyness, pressed his forehead against hers, and called her name softly a few times. The four ordinary words sounded like a seduction from him, lingering and tenderly falling into Wen Ying's ears, causing her face to flush red.

"..." While others were drinking water strategically, Wen Ying didn't have a cup in front of her, so she could only pick out a piece of pastry and put it to her mouth, "Where did you buy this?"

“Gao Yan’s mother made it herself; she was driving past the hospital,” Shen Zhu said.

Shortly after the finale of "Friendship," a miracle occurred at Gao Yan's hospital bed. Four years later, he opened his eyes again.

Gao Yan's mother burst into tears of joy and immediately told Shen Zhu the news. At that time, he was on his return flight, so Shen Chi stepped in to handle the matter temporarily.

Shen Chi, accompanied by police officers and lawyers, stood by Gao Yan's bedside, sorting out the details from four years ago.

Gao Yan only said two sentences from beginning to end.

The first sentence was: "I stabbed myself. I wanted to die, and I wanted them to die too." The second sentence was, "I'm sorry, Mom, and..."

Gao Yan's gaze swept around the ward, but he didn't see the figure that should have been there, so he lowered his head again in panic.

Shen Chi watched from the side with his eyes down, as if he had come to the ward in place of his younger brother, and also to say the words that Shen Zhu would definitely say.

"It's alright." Shen Chi frowned.

He had never uttered those three words to anyone in his life, so it was difficult for him to say them, and his tone was strange, but he tried his best to imitate Shen Zhu's euphemism: "But punishing someone with your life is stupid... not worth it. Now that you've woken up, I hope you live well from now on."

"So you went to the hospital to visit Gao Yan? Is he alright?" Wen Ying reached out and wrapped her arms around Shen Zhu's neck.

Ever since Gao Yan woke up, Gao Yan's mother has stopped accepting Shen Zhu's sponsorship, feeling unworthy of it. However, since Gao Yan gave an interview to the media, Shen Zhu still asked his secretary to find her a job close to the hospital so that she could take care of the patient.

"It's going well. I heard she's re-preparing for her studies and wants to apply to S University's law school," Shen Zhu said. "But I still keep up with these things every day. Don't you think I'm...?"

He paused for a long time, as if searching for the right adjective.

Before he could speak again, Wen Ying leaned down and kissed him, saying, "Of course not, I like you just the way you are."

“You love this world so much,” she said. “Because you are my role model, I am also trying to love life.”

-

The day after deciding to hibernate with Shen Zhu, Wen Ying personally signed two idols and handed them over to Lily.

"Still find life boring? If that's not enough, I'll sign a few more."

Lily looked bitter and wanted to say something, but Wen Ying received a text message from Shen Zhu saying that his car was waiting downstairs.

Wen Ying then solemnly patted Lily on the shoulder, "Do your best to make them both top stars! Keep it up, the seaside villa is waiting for you!"

After saying that, he turned and went downstairs.

With her phone still on, Wen Ying casually browsed Weibo while riding the elevator.

During this period, she frequently opened Weibo. According to Xiao Jiang's report, Wen Ying's fans have been active in various online arguments lately.

They often clash with Shen Zhu's fans, and sometimes they also criticize overly aggressive CP fans.

After the broadcast of "Friendship", most of Wen Ying's fans were not very satisfied with Shen Zhu, the brother-in-law who appeared out of nowhere, and even gave him a nickname similar to "son-in-law".

Although, according to "insiders," Shen Zhu's true identity is actually the second son of a group that pursues dreams in the entertainment industry, this identity is nothing compared to Wen Ying's fans, who have seen it all.

"Is the second young master going to inherit the family business or what? Wen Ying is a little princess who's been pampered by her brother since she was a child!"

"Don't say that... A-Ying's career is entirely due to her own efforts, talent, hard work, and good luck. Your brother was just there to support her. (But I really dote on her QAQ)"

"That's why I'm so worried! Why did you have to create a CP with Shen Zhu in the first place? Now you can't get rid of him even if you want to. Wen Ying, open your eyes and look around! There are so many good men in the world, pick one who can support you!"

As some fans talked, their words involuntarily became more heated. How could Shen Zhu's fans tolerate their idol being criticized like this? They weren't going to take it lying down either, and immediately rushed to the scene to argue fiercely.

Amidst the chaotic and smoky atmosphere, only the "thermos cup puppy" remained relatively rational.

The thermos-shaped puppy said: "Everyone should be rational. As an adult, Wen Ying will definitely make the most suitable choice in terms of making friends and choosing a partner. So before the person in question speaks, let's have less arguing and at least not ruin the harmony between the two families."

Wen Ying stared at the comment that had been posted five minutes earlier for a while, then the elevator doors opened and she stepped out.

Shen Zhu's car was indeed parked at the entrance. He was sitting in the driver's seat playing on his phone, looking very focused. Even as Wen Ying approached, he didn't look up.

With the car window half-open, Wen Ying tiptoed around the front of the car and peeked through the crack in the driver's side window.

Shen Zhu was typing with his head down, his fingers moving so fast they became afterimages.

"Fine, this person doesn't allow her to talk too much with others, yet he's chatting online all the time." Wen Ying narrowed her eyes dangerously.

The words "The Little Dog King is Amazing" appeared prominently on the screen, with an orange background resembling Weibo. Wen Ying saw Shen Zhu reveal a mysterious smile and type "Keep a low profile" into the input box.

"What's with the 'low-key' attitude?" she couldn't help but say. "Are you secretly working as someone else's lackey online?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Zhu's movements became stiff.

Before he could send the message "keep a low profile," he turned off the screen, put away his phone, and, like a robot stuck in a daze, slowly raised his head.

"Speak." Wen Ying flicked his forehead with her finger.

Shen Zhu seemed to be jolted awake, immediately reacting, pulling her finger to his lips and kissing it repeatedly, saying ingratiatingly, "Of course not, I'm your dog."

Wen Ying smiled at him, and Shen Zhu also smiled, with a hint of shyness: "It's a little embarrassing to say it out loud like this."

Then Wen Ying flicked him lightly, opened her palm towards him, and said, "Give it to me."

Shen Zhu tried to struggle, cleared his throat, and said, "This is my personal privacy..."

Wen Ying looked at him inscrutably. Shen Zhu hesitated for a few seconds, then handed over the phone with both hands: "Okay, it's nothing serious, but you can't laugh at me after you see it."