Why is the system taking my request to photograph a cosplayer seriously?

By the time the two returned to the university town, it was nearly 7 p.m.

"Ding Heng, does wearing this really work?"

"Sister Long, you can rest assured, would your brother ever harm you!?"

Long He pursed his lips, took off his mask and sunglasses, took a pair of black-rimmed glasses from Ding Heng, put them on his nose, and got out of the car.

This is the busiest time of day in the university town.

Students walked in twos and threes after class, and the aroma of food from roadside food stalls wafted everywhere.

Longhe stood beside the car, so nervous that he didn't know what to do with his hands and feet.

A slightly chubby boy hurried past her without even glancing at her out of the corner of his eye.

Longhe breathed a sigh of relief.

Then a couple walking by hand in hand chatted away, still completely unaware of what was happening.

Gradually, Long He began to get excited and turned to look at Ding Heng.

"Ding Heng! This thing of yours is really useful! Nobody recognized me!"

She asked impatiently, "How much is one? Where can I buy it? Tell me quickly!"

Ding Heng smiled calmly and began to ramble on in a serious manner.

"These are the latest optical glasses developed by our university. They use multi-layer nano-coating technology, combined with a special optical refraction principle, to effectively conceal most facial features. Have you seen Superman?"

Long He nodded, somewhat bewildered.

"The inspiration for Superman's glasses came from the fact that when Clark Kent wore them, no one could recognize him as Superman."

Ding Heng, without batting an eye, continued his nonsense: "I got it from the professor through connections, and I'm not selling it to anyone for now, so you'd better keep it a secret too."

Long He was completely confused, scratching his head with a bewildered expression.

Nanofilm coating and optical refraction were completely foreign concepts to her, as she had never gotten more than double digits in junior high school physics.

But Ding Heng's words can't be wrong, right?

"Oh...that's pretty impressive!"

"Definitely!"

Ding Heng couldn't help but feel happy inside.

This is how a brother should behave, just like her baby head statue—simple, honest, with a kind of beauty untouched by excessive knowledge.

As for these glasses, they were the [Holy Radiance Disguise Mask] that he exchanged for with 300 Holy Merit Points. Wearing them can disguise a person's appearance and greatly reduce their presence.

Although it's called a mask, it can also change its form depending on the needs; it can be glasses, face mask, hair clip, etc.

In short—anything produced by our system is guaranteed to be of high quality!

Ding Heng raised his chin: "Let's go, I'll show you around the university."

The two walked into the crowd side by side, and Long He began to look around curiously.

For her, who didn't go to high school and was arranged to train and debut at the age of 16, university was a completely different world.

Although I've been on campus before, it was always with everyone around me. This is the first time I've strolled around so leisurely.

The two strolled slowly along the main road. Although they had just eaten dinner, Long He's appetite seemed insatiable.

He devoured a preserved vegetable and braised pork pancake in a few bites, casually finished off a grilled sausage, licked his lips, and then his gaze fell on the milk tea shop by the roadside.

"that……"

"Want a drink?"

"Um!"

Ding Heng had no choice but to buy his brother another cup of milk tea.

"Delicious!"

Longhe skipped and hopped forward, holding her milk tea, her two braids swaying behind her.

"Don't you usually drink much?"

"Our agent demands that we control our diet, always saying that this is high in calories and that is high in carbohydrates. If we gain even two ounces on the scale, he'll nag us for ages."

Long He sounded aggrieved, which filled Ding Heng with doubt.

"Wait a minute, I remember your fans saying you're a foodie and have a naturally slim physique, right?"

"You really believe that?"

Long He glanced at Bai Dingheng.

"It's just a persona, an act. If I really ate like that, I'd be as fat as a pig by now!"

Longhe took a satisfied sip of milk tea and sighed.

"For example, I post pictures of milk tea every day on Weibo, but I didn't actually drink it until three months ago. Back then, I was shooting a photoshoot for a milk tea brand, and because I was craving it, I drank an extra cup, and my manager nagged me for a long time about it."

"Forehead……"

Ding Heng was surprised to hear this.

Good grief, are all relationships in the entertainment industry fake?

"That's right."

Long He suddenly realized: "You follow me on Weibo?"

Ding Heng didn't mince words and frankly admitted, "I still occasionally check your super topic to see how you've been doing lately."

"Oh……"

Longhe took another sip of milk tea, feeling a sweet warmth in his heart: "Since you care about your brother, why don't you just ask on WeChat?"

"There's nothing I can do; your job is special after all."

Ding Heng couldn't describe how he felt when he first saw Longhe trending on Weibo.

He shuddered in that instant, knowing in his heart that a pitifully thick barrier had already separated him from his best friend...

The two continued walking forward, crossing a small square, and arrived at the very center of the university town's crowds.

The light from the streetlights filtered through the branches and leaves, casting dappled shadows on the ground.

Longhe slowed down and sipped his milk tea slowly.

Ding Heng walked beside her without saying a word.

After a moment of silence, Long He suddenly spoke.

"Ding Heng".

"Um?"

"You know, if I didn't become a celebrity..."

Her voice was light and airy: "Does that mean we can often stroll around the university together like this?"

Ding Heng turned his head, and Long He's eyes were filled with longing, completely immersed in his fantasy.

"Maybe I could even get into university and become a regular student. Going to get out of class, eating out, shopping, and going out on weekends...how wonderful!"

"Uh... unlikely."

Why?

"Sister Long, you really need to wake up. You couldn't even get into high school, and you still want to go to university?"

Ding Heng showed no mercy and ruthlessly shattered his brother's illusions.

Long He suddenly raised his head and glared fiercely at Ding Heng.

"You, you, you!"

She punched Ding Heng in the shoulder with considerable force, clearly showing she was genuinely angry.

"I have such a bad temper!"

She punched him again: "How dare you say that? You're primarily responsible for my failing high school entrance exam! If I hadn't been influenced by you when I was little, I, Sister Long, would have easily gotten into Tsinghua or Peking University!"

Ding Heng smiled and dodged, "Yes, yes, Sister Long is the best."

"snort!"

Long He snorted and continued walking forward.

After taking a few steps, he suddenly slowed down and looked back at Ding Heng.

"I was just saying that in anger, don't take it to heart..."

Ding Heng knew that Long He was afraid that he would feel guilty.

They grew up together, lived in the same courtyard, attended the same primary school, and the same junior high school.

He was a real troublemaker back then, taking her along like brothers from the Young and Dangerous movies, skipping school to play video games, and once even breaking his leg while climbing a wall and a tree...

If I had to say, it was indeed I who led Longhe astray.

Looking back now, I feel quite guilty.

The two continued walking, passing through a small alley, and arrived at a relatively secluded corner.

Long He's hands hung at his sides, very close to Ding Heng.

She moved slightly, lifting her fingers up and then lowering them again.

A few seconds later, she raised her hand again and reached out towards Ding Heng. Her fingertips touched the back of the man's hand very lightly, like a feather brushing against it, and then she quickly withdrew her hand.

Ding Heng felt a slight touch, looked down at the back of his hand, and then looked at Long He.

Long He turned his face away, pretending to look at the leaves, his ear tips turning slightly red.

Without the slightest hesitation, Ding Heng decisively reached out and put his arm around Long He's shoulder, pulling her into his embrace.

In an instant, Long He was stunned into silence.

"W-What are you doing!"

"Didn't you want to hold hands? Why don't we get a little closer?"

"Who wants to hold hands?"

Long He nestled in his arms, her voice muffled.

"I... I was just bored..."

"Oh, I'm just idle."

Ding Heng continued to hold her, not letting go.

Longhe struggled, but couldn't break free.

Then she gave up and nestled obediently in Ding Heng's arms.

After a moment of silence, Long He spoke again in a low voice.

"Ding Heng".

"Um?"

"What do you think we are...?"

"It's normal for good brothers to put their arms around each other's shoulders, don't overthink it."

"Too……"

The two fell silent again, and after a while, Ding Heng suddenly spoke.

"Sister Long".

"Um?"

"Can I ask you for a favor?"

Long He lifted his head from Ding Heng's embrace and expressed himself generously.

"Why are you beating around the bush with me, Sister Long? Just say what you mean!"

"Are you going to rehearse for a variety show tomorrow?"

"Yeah, so what?"

Ding Heng hesitated, carefully considering his words.

"Um... Hanaharu will also be on that episode."

Long He's face instantly fell. She stepped out of Ding Heng's arms, stood up straight, and stared intently.

She asked, "Ding Heng, what do you mean?"

Ding Heng chuckled awkwardly, "It doesn't mean anything..."

Long He narrowed his eyes: "Do you really think I would make things difficult for her?"

Ding Heng was speechless.

Long He's expression gradually became aggrieved, almost exactly the same as Hua Qing's reaction that day.

"Do you think I'm an unreasonable person?"

Ding Heng: "?"

Did I mean that?

Long He went a step further: "Besides, I wasn't the one who started it last time!"

Ding Heng: "..."

How come these two women have the exact same lines?

He quickly reached out and pressed down on Long He's shoulder, trying to soothe her gently: "I just think that you, Sister Long, are very magnanimous and shouldn't take it to heart."

"That's more like it!"

Long He said with an arrogant expression, "Don't worry! I, Long He, am a man of honor. I wouldn't make things difficult for my brothers' women!"

The girl gritted her teeth as she said the last four words, "brothers and women."

Before Ding Heng could even breathe a sigh of relief, his phone suddenly vibrated. He took it out and looked at it.

【Good Luck Xiao Jing】: Ding Heng, are you with your roommate?

Because of the effect of the [Sacred Radiance Disguise Mirror], others cannot even tell whether Long He is male or female.

From Wenjing's perspective, Ding Heng was embracing someone whose face was obscured, and the posture seemed overly ambiguous.

[Ding Heng]: Where are you?

【Good Luck Xiao Jing】: I bought some things at the supermarket behind yours and am about to go back to my dorm.

[Good Luck Xiao Jing]: I bought a lot of things, could you help me carry them?

Ding Heng looked back at the supermarket behind him. Through the glass window, he could see the little rabbit standing next to the checkout counter, with piles of plastic bags at its feet.

"Sister Long, please wait a moment."

He let go of Longhe and jogged into the supermarket.

"Ding Heng!"

Wenjing waved excitedly at him, then said apologetically, "Sorry, I bought too much. You might have to help me carry it back."

Ding Heng looked down and jokingly asked, "Wow, you're preparing for the New Year?!"

"The supermarket's having a sale today, it's a really good deal, so I wanted to stock up a bit so I don't have to keep going... Here, these two bags are for you!"

The little rabbit, feeling very proud of having saved Ding Heng a lot of money, went over to ask for praise.

Ding Heng rubbed her cheeks as usual, then bent down and lifted the plastic bag; it was quite heavy.

"Let's go, I'll take you back to your dorm."

"Uh-huh!"

She nodded quietly and obediently.

Long He stood not far away, his eyes wide open.

A cute, young girl in sportswear stood beside Ding Heng, looking up at him... obedient, dependent, her eyes filled with genuine joy.

Good guy!

The last one was a rich young cosplayer, the one before that was a Hanfu senior, and this is the third one?

My brother can actually eat so well?

Why does my brother get to eat so well?!

Long He became angrier the more he thought about it.

Ding Heng, you went to university, but your mind wasn't on studying at all?

How could you do this to Aunt Sun?!

Just as she was about to rush over to ask what was going on, a young woman accidentally bumped into her, and the two of them stumbled.

"oops!"

Long He's glasses then fell off his face and landed on the ground with a "thud".

The young woman quickly apologized, "I'm so sorry! I wasn't looking where I was going."

"It's okay, it's okay..."

Longhe quickly bent down to pick up the glasses, but he was still a step too slow.

The young woman's gaze fell on Long He's face and she froze.

one second.

two seconds.

Then a scream—"Ah!!!"

"Long He! Is that Long He?!"

Long He stood frozen in place.

The young woman's scream was like stirring up a hornet's nest, causing all the passersby to turn around.

"Where? Where?"

"Longhe? Which Longhe?"

"Aurora Eos, that Longhe!"

"Holy crap, it really is her!"

The crowd instantly gathered, each raising their phone and snapping photos in rapid succession.

"Longhe, please sign your autograph!"

"Let's take a photo with Longhe!"

"Longhe, I love you!"

Ding Heng knew something was wrong and quickly put down his things, signaling Wen Jing not to run around. He rushed over to try and help Long He out of the predicament.

After running to the outer edge of the crowd, Ding Heng suddenly stopped.

In the center of the crowd, his brother stood ramrod straight, his demeanor suddenly changing...

The panic on his face had vanished, replaced by a calm and composed demeanor, complete with a professional smile.

"Please don't push, everyone. Be careful, please be very careful!"

Her voice wasn't loud, but it possessed a strange, penetrating quality.

"Today is just a private day, so it's not convenient for me to take photos or sign autographs. Thank you all for your support, and I hope to see you on stage sometime."

As she spoke, she backed away, skillfully avoiding outstretched hands, handling various passersby and fans with ease, and even managing to secretly wink at Ding Heng, signaling him not to come in and cause trouble...

"Excuse me, please move aside. My assistant is waiting for me over there."

The crowd instinctively looked in the direction Long He pointed.

In that split second, she had already squeezed out two steps from the other direction.

Ding Heng stood outside the crowd, and in a daze, he recalled the feeling he had when he first saw Longhe trending on Weibo.

Now, those countless raised hands, the incessant flashing of camera shutters, and the rising and falling screams—seem to be the pitiful, thick barrier between him and his brother…

Everything seemed familiar, yet different.

The 【Holy Radiance Disguise Mask】lies quietly on the ground, its lenses reflecting the light of the streetlights.

Ding Heng bent down, picked up his glasses, put them on, pushed through the crowd, and forcefully squeezed to Long He's side.

"Make way! Make way!"

He walked with a stern face and a low voice, brushing aside the phones held up high.

"Longhe still has other commitments, so please don't disturb him too much."

Some people are dissatisfied.

"What makes you so arrogant, a mere bodyguard? Can't you be a little more polite!"

"Exactly! We didn't cause any trouble!"

Ding Heng ignored everyone and pulled Long He into his arms.

After that, anyone who tried to get close and interact with him physically would be ruthlessly pushed away.

And so, the two quickly walked through the crowd, flagged down a taxi, and got in.

Fortunately, the driver wasn't a fan of celebrities. He looked at Long He's face and felt that it looked familiar, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

"Where are you two going?"

"Sure, you go first, sir!"

The vehicle started, and the two finally caught their breath.

Long He looked at Ding Heng. The night breeze blew in through the car window, lifting the stray hairs on her forehead. The girl's eyes were filled with a gentle smile.

The two just stared at each other without saying a word.

After a few seconds, Long He lowered his head and muttered something softly.

"Thank you for earlier."

Ding Heng reached out and ruffled her hair.

"Come on! We're like brothers."

Long He didn't dodge, letting Ding Heng massage her until her phone rang.

She took it out and answered the call, her expression becoming subtle.

"Feed?"

An urgent female voice came from the other end of the phone; it was Sister Song, Longhe's agent.

"My dear aunt! What are you doing running around the university town all day?! No bodyguards, no assistants, just sneaking out by yourself?"

Longhe moved his phone a little further away, and only brought it back to his ear after the sound subsided.

"Okay, okay, I'm fine..."

"Nothing's wrong?! You call this nothing?! I've already sent a driver over. Send me your location and wait. Don't go anywhere!"

"Oh……"

After hanging up the phone, Long He looked at Ding Heng again.

"I'm leaving."

Ding Heng nodded.

I don't know when we'll meet again.

Ding Heng nodded again.

I thought to myself, it won't be long before we see each other again the day after tomorrow.

Long He pouted in dissatisfaction: "Don't you have anything to say to me?"

Ding Heng smiled calmly: "We've been brothers for so many years, there's no need for any sentimental talk."

Long He lowered his head, looking slightly disappointed.

Ding Heng then changed the subject.

Let's keep in touch more often in the future.

Long He raised his head, a light appearing in his eyes.

Ding Heng pulled her hand and placed the [Holy Radiance Disguise Mask] into her palm.

"Here, this will make things easier for you when you go out."

"Ding Heng, I..."

Long He looked down at the glasses in his hand, hesitant to speak.

Ding Heng continued, "Remember, we're brothers! If you have any troubles or grievances, you can send me a message or call me. Don't keep it inside and make yourself sick."

If you encounter a problem you can't solve, you can tell your brother. Even though he may not be very capable, he might be able to help you think of a solution!

Listening to his brother's heartfelt words, Long He's eyes suddenly welled up with tears.

Ding Heng quickly stopped her: "And another thing! Sister Long, you need to change this old habit of being emotional. How old are you? A big star, no less! You cry all the time!"

Long He glared at him playfully, "I don't act like this in front of others!"

Finally, the taxi driver stopped next to a black van and turned around to give him a quote.

"Twenty-six, will you scan the code or pay cash?"

Ding Heng scanned the QR code to pay, and Long He suddenly hugged him again.

very tight.

Very hard.

She buried her face in his chest and mumbled something, but Ding Heng couldn't hear her.

By the time he realized what was happening, Long He had already let go of his hand, turned around, and gotten into the van.

It slowly drove away and disappeared into the distance...