Huayu: Starting by piggybacking on the fame of "Fairy Mom"

Time flies, and it's already early August.

In the afternoon, at Jiangcheng Park.

The cicadas in the trees were chirping like they were arguing, as if even they couldn't stand this awful weather.

Today's exchange meeting will include an outdoor activity here.

As soon as the event came to an end, two girls, one in white and one in black, walked towards Liu Xiaoli under the shade of a tree.

The chubby girl is named Fan Bingbing, fourteen years old, from Binhai, Shandong Province. The dark-skinned, thin girl is named Tong Liya, twelve years old, from Xinjiang. Both girls came with their parents during their summer vacation to broaden their horizons.

The two men circled around Liu Xiaoli from the left and right, and began massaging her shoulders.

Fan Bingbing's voice was sweet, but her words carried a hint of caution. Mainly, Liu Xiaoli's aura was too overwhelming, making her a little intimidated: "Aunt Liu, is Qianqian really not coming?"

Liu Xiaoli was both annoyed and amused.

Strangely enough, these two girls had only been here a few days when they became as close to An Qianqian as sisters, sharing everything and even sharing a bed at her home.

What's even more outrageous is that An Qianqian took the two girls around the dance troupe, specifically targeting the kids who had bullied her in the past to show off. The two girls, relying on their age, side with their relatives regardless of right or wrong, and joined An Qianqian in causing chaos throughout the dance troupe.

Yesterday, I caused a huge mess by beating up a little boy so badly that his parents came to my door.

Liu Xiaoli was furious and thought she couldn't let them commit crimes as a group anymore—so she hardened her heart and asked her cousin Zhou Wenqiong to take An Qianqian, who was rolling on the ground, back to her house to look after her for a few days.

Thinking of this, Liu Xiaoli suddenly turned around, one hand holding a small ear, and said, "Hehe! Again? Qianqian is too young to give such bad advice, and Bingbing, you're so old, yet you're still fooling around with her. What if you hurt someone?"

But in order not to damage their sisterly bond, she offered a compromise: "You won't be able to see each other, but you can call each other and talk tomorrow after you get back!"

The two girls stuck out their tongues and covered their ears with their hands.

Tong Liya tentatively asked, "Aunt Liu, could we see her before we leave...?"

Before she could finish speaking, a young woman in a dance costume hurried over: "Sister Xiaoli, you have to go back to the troupe now, your husband is here again."

She was also puzzled: Liu Xiaoli was a well-known dancer, beautiful and famous, but her family life was a mess. Her husband would cause trouble at the drop of a hat, which made her feel distressed.

Upon hearing this, Liu Xiaoli's face immediately darkened, and even the August heat couldn't suppress the chill in her eyes.

Without saying a word, she picked up her handbag and left.

Fan Bingbing and Tong Liya were left standing there, looking at each other in bewilderment...

Liu Xiaoli hurried along, wanting to get back as soon as possible to settle things. But misfortune seems to befall even the most beautiful woman—in the end, she succumbed to her anxious heart.

As expected, a small figure darted out from a side alley and rammed into her around the waist.

The scene suddenly became lively—a child was lying on the ground, and Liu Xiaoli was sitting. Her handbag had flown far away, and the contents of the bag were scattered in all directions.

Liu Xiaoli looked at the child who was lying down even more nimbly than herself, her face turning pale: Did I hit him, or did he hit me?

Without thinking it over, she quickly got up and went to check.

But as soon as he reached out, the child cried out, "Ouch! My head... my leg! You owe me money—"

This child's name is Zhou Xiaobai, a time traveler.

In his past life, he was an ignorant and incompetent bandit who became a mountain king, making a living by robbing, extorting, and faking accidents. In this life, he was reincarnated as an orphanage resident with no family, no income, and no job.

As a transmigrator, Zhou Xiaobai started off haphazardly, but the system was a real pain: within a year, he had to bind his popularity with a system-certified rising star in order to unlock the entire system, otherwise he would be roasted in a flash.

What's even more incredible is that even if the binding time exceeds the limit, they can still achieve the goal of "growing together and living forever" as sisters, which directly drove him crazy.

He tried to memorize these rules, but the system kept him in a daze for more than half a year due to the shocks.

But at the age of seven, he had no ability to act, no popularity, no goals to follow, and knew nothing about the world.

There were only two months left until the day of the "execution".

He somehow found out there was a dance exchange event in the park next to the orphanage and decided to try his luck.

So he took a shortcut and ran as fast as he could, which led to the accident.

Now that he had become the perpetrator, and penniless, he had no choice but to return to his old ways—he decided to lie down first and escape this ordeal.

But as soon as he finished speaking, the long-dormant system in his mind suddenly came back to life:

"Ding!"

"Popularity detected, please collect!"

Zhou Xiaobai looked up at Liu Xiaoli in front of him—she was truly beautiful, just a bit older than he was. Even though he had lived for decades in his previous life, he had never seen anyone as pretty as her.

The key point is that there is a bright red number "95" floating above her head.

He was startled. In the last, complete moment of his life, he could pick up popularity points. It seemed there was hope.

But then a question arose: "Wait, why is it only 95?"

"No more than a hundred are not rising stars, please keep up the good work." The system immediately poured cold water on the idea.

"you--"

Although Zhou Xiaobai was angry, even a mosquito bite is still meat, so he had no choice but to accept it.

"Oh? Are you alright? Are you badly hurt? Shall we go to the hospital?"

Zhou Xiaobai's preemptive strike had completely stunned Liu Xiaoli. Only after helping the child up did she realize he was just a small child, with rather handsome features.

But the sly smile on his lips didn't look like he'd been injured at all.

She recalled the collision and felt increasingly uneasy—she was walking on the main road, while the child ran out from the side path, bumped into her, and then lay down first…

Did I get hit by a car and then get extorted by the perpetrator?

Ha ha!

Good heavens, they've actually tried to extort money from me, Liu Xiaoli?

You're amazing!

Participating in an activity under the scorching sun on such a hot day was already annoying, and then her husband caused trouble at her workplace. This pent-up anger made her so distracted that she didn't notice Zhou Xiaobai rushing out from the side.

Thinking of all the grievances and helplessness she had endured over the years, and the little girl in her family who was even more mischievous than a boy, Liu Xiaoli's pent-up anger reached a breaking point and suddenly erupted.

Without saying a word, she grabbed Zhou Xiaobai from the ground, pulled him into her arms, and slapped him down.

"Slap! You hit me and then tried to extort money from me!" That's not an exaggeration at all.

"Smack! You're so young and already doing bad things!" The slap was directed at his own little girl.

"Slap! I'll teach you to be ugly!" She was indirectly insulting the child's father.

"Slap! That'll teach you to dance badly..." she said angrily, spouting nonsense.

Liu Xiaoli's slap was a devastating blow to Zhou Xiaobai.

In his past life, he did a lot of fighting and killing, but he never hit a woman. Besides, he was indeed in the wrong first. He had wanted to take the initiative and deceive her, but since he had been exposed, he could only admit defeat.

But the more Zhou Xiaobai listened, the more something seemed off—

I admit to hitting someone and then trying to extort money from them.

But I'm still a child, how can I not go to school?

What makes you call me a scumbag? Who did I scumbag about?

I can admit he's handsome, but his penis is almost gone, so I can't blame him for being a scumbag.

As for not dancing well... what does that mean?

This is baseless! This is even worse than me trying to extort money! This is clearly an attempt to smear me!

This is simply a woman hitting a man; it makes absolutely no sense.