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

Wen Ying said, "No."

Shen Zhu then looked away from her hands: "I was just kidding, I didn't really want to drink it."

He wanted to add something to show that he wasn't bothered by Wen Ying's rejection.

The next second, a steaming cup of water was placed in front of him.

"Hold it yourself." Wen Ying looked at him. "Or do you need me to feed you?"

Shen Zhu said, "No need." He reached out and took the water glass, taking a sip.

Wen Ying added, "Don't squat outside. If someone sees you, they'll think I'm bullying you."

Shen Zhu said "Oh," stood up, and a small tuft of wet hair stuck up on his forehead. He casually pressed it down, making it even more messy.

"..." Wen Ying turned away, wanting to avoid seeing it.

Shen Zhu held the cup and followed closely behind her.

After walking a few steps, she couldn't resist reaching into her coat pocket, taking out a pack of tissues, and tossing it into the arms of the person behind her.

"Dry your hair." Once inside, her attitude towards Shen Zhu improved somewhat. "The cameras are rolling, so be mindful of your image."

Shen Zhu said "I know," followed by the sound of packaging being unpacked.

Wen Ying wanted to remind him a few more times, since Shen Zhu had never participated in a similar program before and lacked experience. If something went wrong, it would be difficult to handle.

As soon as he turned around, he saw Shen Zhu holding a tissue between two fingers and sniffing it.

Wen Ying swallowed back what she was about to say and instead asked, "Does it smell bad?"

"No." Shen Zhu rarely showed an embarrassed expression, but he didn't say anything more. Instead, he unfolded a tissue and wiped his hair.

Wen Ying ignored him, straightened herself up in front of the glass on one side of the wall, and stepped inside first.

Seeing that she had brought the person over, the PD put down his emergency contact phone and arranged for Wen Ying to sit in front of the camera again.

Wen Ying spoke up, uttering that question for the seventh time: "Now, let's guess who the sixth guest is!"

She turned to the side and back with the camera, revealing a perfectly timed expression of surprise: "Wow, it's the famous young singer, Shen Zhu!"

After she finished speaking, Shen Zhu should have reacted by extending his hand to wave at the camera.

But Shen Zhu didn't reach out; he was still busy wiping that tuft of hair.

The PD didn't call a stop. The camera kept recording, and everyone in the room held their breath, watching Shen Zhu patiently wipe the left side, then the right side, and finally fold the tissue in his hand into a neat little square and put it back in his pocket.

"Cut." The PD leaned over to look at the monitor. "Not bad. When the time comes, we'll add a background music for the entrance of an idol drama male lead and cut this part out for the fans to see first."

The PD sounded fairly satisfied. After Shen Zhu sat in front of the camera and filmed a short self-introduction he had prepared beforehand, the PD waved him off to go play somewhere else.

Wen Ying was kept on by the director; the production team seemed to be using her as a bridge for communication among the group.

The PD sat opposite her and said, "We originally had a script, but sometimes the situation is indeed a bit out of control. So Director Wen and I discussed it and realized that pursuing naturalness is also a virtue."

Wen Ying glanced back at the crowd still obsessed with the kitten fishing and thought to herself that this was clearly not a proactive pursuit of nature, but rather being defeated by nature and forced to abandon the script.

PD: "However, the basic process remains the same, still mainly travel and games. We'll have to trouble Teacher Wen to be the team leader then..."

Wen Ying pointed to herself, her tone uncertain: "Me?"

PD: "Yes, Teacher Wen seems to have full leadership skills and will definitely be able to lead the team to... to glory!"

Wen Ying pondered briefly. Although she had been under the oppressive power of her family for many years—the four of them had three members working in the village—Wen Ying was no longer afraid of crowds. Even when surrounded by a sea of ​​people, she could calmly play her role.

But acting is acting, and in front of such a real camera, Wen Ying felt that she might not want to take the initiative to shoulder the social responsibility.

No matter how many years have passed, socializing is still a very tiring thing for her.

Wen Ying suggested tactfully, "How about we implement a rotation system to give each member a chance to showcase themselves?"

The PD hesitated, wanting to try again, when a voice suddenly rang out from the side.

"Let me do it."

The two turned around at the same time, and Shen Zhu didn't know how long he had been standing behind Wen Ying.

Noticing the two pairs of eyes that were both fixed on him, Shen Zhu added, "Yes, I've wanted to be a leader for a long time."

PD: "Uh..." Hesitant look met Wen Ying's gaze.

Wen Ying smiled and said, "Then I'll have to trouble you, Teacher Shen. I'm sure you'll do a great job."

Shen Zhu politely replied, "It's no trouble at all."

The PD said, "Then it's settled for now. You guys can create a group chat later, and everyone can stay together to chat and get to know each other better."

After the PD finished speaking, he returned to the staff. Wen Ying sat in the same spot, staring at Shen Zhu, who was still standing behind her.

Shen Zhu's hands were in his pockets, curling up and down as if he were doing something out of nowhere, like someone with ADHD.

Wen Ying kindly reminded her, "There are trash cans over there."

Shen Zhu glanced in the direction she was pointing, but seemed to think it was too far, so he didn't go over.

He reached out and took out his phone: "Then I'll create a group chat now."

Wen Ying also found her phone on the side, turned on the screen, and brought up her QR code.

She and Shen Zhu are not friends yet, so they need to add each other on the spot.

Shen Zhu glanced at it, and a "beep" sounded.

Wen Ying waited for the verification message to pop up, but the next second, he suddenly withdrew his phone.

"I don't know how to create a group, so let them do it."

After Shen Zhu finished speaking, he hurriedly turned around and walked towards the group of people who were fishing with the kitten, leaving Wen Ying behind.

Wen Ying: "..." She hadn't had time to retract her QR code yet.

That's a really lame excuse. Saying she doesn't know how to create a group chat probably means she doesn't even want to add her as a friend.

Wen Ying looked up at the figure standing next to the sofa.

Shen Zhu is now twenty-one years old, tall and straight. Enveloped in somber black, he has stopped smiling and has grown from a poplar sapling into a silent, towering tree.

His growth seemed to happen in an instant. In the time when Wen Ying was unaware and they had stopped contacting each other, he went from a child to a teenager, and from a teenager to the young man before us today.

Wen Ying is becoming increasingly distant from the past.

Finally, the female guest who brought the wrong backpack pulled Wen Ying into the group chat.

The female guest's name is Guo Jingye. She and Wen Ying co-starred in a period drama. Wen Ying played a princess who was abandoned by everyone because of her power, while Guo Jingye played the only palace maid who stayed by her side.

Guo Jingye is 35 years old this year. According to the public, she is no longer suitable to play a girl who is a few years younger than the princess.

Therefore, the TV series was ridiculed after it aired. Netizens said that she squeezed out the original actors because of her connections. However, Guo Jingye responded on Weibo that she was selected fairly and squarely because of her acting skills.

"Teacher Wen, please change your nickname when you join the group," Guo Jingye reminded her with a smile.

Wen Ying smiled back at her, glanced at the group chat, and realized that apart from the guest stars who arrived in the second episode, she was the last person to enter the group chat.

The group owner is Shen Zhu.

Wen Ying raised her head and glanced at the person next to her.

Shen Zhu put his hand back in his pocket, and with his other hand he held the cat fishing hook, his posture casual and relaxed, as he sucked up four small fish of different colors.

"Wow, Teacher Shen is really amazing!" A male guest with dyed blond hair next to him clapped, as if winning first place in an educational toy was something to be praised.

Naïve. Wen Ying lowered her eyes.

Even if some people dress maturely and aloofly, putting on a cool guy facade, Wen Ying sees them as nothing more than bluster and cowardice.

It's just a lying little dog.