Chapter 102 – I’m Reporting, He Likes You

Chapter 102 - I'm Reporting, He Likes You

Wu Xia had already mixed the base colors! Her progress was visibly accelerating; she would soon finish the competition!

As for Tang Fei, after her initial surge, she found herself trapped in a cycle of failed attempts to surpass the current peak of silk reeling techniques. However, there was no more time for experimentation on the competition stage.

Tang Fei was deliberately breaking the silk thread! And after it broke, she was still slowly separating the silk strands!

It broke again!

Regretfully!

Let's turn our attention to Wu Xia. She's skillfully blending colors, and the gradient in the thread is already apparent, flowing seamlessly.

The pale golden mane of the Akhal-Teke horse shines like luminous milk tea!

Wu Xia has accomplished it!

The thread is exquisitely beautiful, completely unlike the dullness that usually comes with ordinary silk threads.

It took her three hours and forty minutes.

The outcome was decided – Tang Fei didn't have enough time left!

Yet, no one showed any sign of disdain towards Tang Fei. No one wanted to disturb her, and Wu Xia waited quietly by the side, hoping for a miracle from Tang Fei.

She was now climbing a peak that no one had ever reached before.

As Wu Xia observed Tang Fei's techniques, she gradually discovered similarities with her own approach.

Could it be that Teacher has a disciple? Did they arrange this competition just for me? Wu Xia felt a warmth in her heart. Looking at Tang Fei, she felt a sense of familiarity.

Tang Fei battled against the almost invisible silk thread, never considering giving up or being distracted by external factors. She had even forgotten her desire to win the contest and the task requirements. All her focus was on the silk thread in her hand, and her proficiency in splitting silk skill rose swiftly to 100.92%.

This indicated that Tang Fei had found the right path. With 100% accumulation, she held a glimmer of hope for success.

Unbeknownst to them, Zhou Weichuan had stood behind Lu Yan at some point. In his phone gallery, there were numerous photos of Tang Fei concentrating on the silk threads.

There was Tang Fei with furrowed brows, pausing to ponder, smiling after progress, slightly regretful after failure, gesturing with empty hands, and delicately handling the trembling silk.

"Tang Fei, can I call you Weichuan given our age difference?" Tian Ningfang approached with his hands behind his back, smiling warmly.

"President Tian, feel free to do so."

"Weichuan, do you like her?" Tian Ningfang's smile widened. Lu Yan also turned to look, both of them gazing at Zhou Weichuan with affectionate eyes.

Seems pretty obvious? Zhou Weichuan touched his face; he believed his expression was normal.

"It looks like you haven't confessed yet? Are you secretly in love with her?"

How did they figure that out? Zhou Weichuan coughed lightly, maintaining a calm demeanor and a gentle smile on his face, not reacting to their teasing.

Zhou Weichuan appeared composed, but his flushed ears betrayed the excitement within him.

Lu Yan had already started treating Tang Fei as her junior, and looked at Zhou Weichuan as if he were a prospective son-in-law. After sizing him up, she seemed pleased. In terms of height and appearance, Zhou Weichuan complemented Tang Fei well, like a pair of golden boy and girl.

Just as Zhou Weichuan felt uncomfortable under the watchful eyes of these two elders, a deafening commotion erupted from the crowd outside the glass wall.

Their voices could be heard even through the soundproof glass. The hundreds gathered at the front of the viewing area were like boiling water, jumping up and down with heads bobbing excitedly. They shouted and cheered, their exhaled breaths creating a thin mist in the air, imbuing the scene with a peculiar frenzy.

As their cheers spread, the excitement grew, reaching even the windows of the second and third floors, where confetti rained down, adding to the festive atmosphere.

"It's done!!!"

"It really split apart!!"

"I just witnessed a world record being shattered!"

"Oh my god, Tang Fei is incredible! I'll be bragging about this for a decade!"

"512 threads! She managed to split it into 512! After silk, there's still more division! I wouldn't have believed it if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes!"

"Our Silk Thread Market is awesome, isn't it? A world record was born right here!"

In Tang Fei's skill list, the proficiency in silk splitting had climbed to 101% after she successfully split the silk thread.

Seated at her workstation, Tang Fei gazed at the two separated silk threads in her hands. With great care, she secured them in place, wearing a proud and accomplished smile.

Despite the four-hour mark having passed, she knew she could no longer surpass Wu Xia.

The glistening pale golden thread that Wu Xia had spun also broke through existing technical barriers, but the impressiveness of Tang Fei's task of separating the silk was even greater.

Wu Xia clapped gently. "Congratulations, you've raised the pinnacle of silk-splitting."

"Tang Fei, today's competition is yours." Looking at Wu Xia, Tang Fei suddenly remembered that she might not be able to complete her mission.

Not willing to give up just yet, Tang Fei continued, "But I still want to ask you to stay..."

Wu Xia shook her head at Tang Fei. Extending her arms, she walked towards Tang Fei and embraced her. Wu Xia, with her petite frame, slightly lifted herself onto her tiptoes so that her head rested on Tang Fei's shoulder. She whispered in her ear, "Thank you. In my heart, you're the winner, and I'll stay."

When Wu Xia released her hold, Tang Fei was still in a daze. Had she really achieved her goal like that?

So simple? Losing could still mean accomplishing the target!

If only she had known earlier, she wouldn't have had to...

Tang Fei looked at the silk she had separated. She had been so engrossed in achieving her goal, and if she had known earlier, she might not have had this extraordinary experience.

Happiness had come too abruptly, catching her off guard. Even after her brain had processed the situation, Tang Fei kept repeating, "She stayed? She really stayed!"

Public sentiment online went wild following the announcement of the results!

Ordinary folks:

"Silk threads torn apart by hand! 5 microns! Unbelievable!"

"Incredible craftsmanship, my embroidery."

Fanbase of Fang Si:

"I'm hooked on Fang's embroidery! Just placed an order for a handmade embroidered bag."

"Multitalented Fang, always surprising us. I wonder what other skills she has up her sleeve."

"Dear daughter, please keep acting! Don't quit to become a full-time embroiderer, or I'll cry for sure."

"I'm already crying! The sisters from Star City just finished work and were heading to the silk market, but Wild Fang had already slipped away through the back door!"

"The capture operation failed. Back to your own homes, everyone."

"Some student fans got there first. Not even a single strand of Feifei's hair was visible. It was packed inside and out, and she couldn't even squeeze into the entrance of the Silk Thread Market before hearing that Feifei had already fled."

"Ah! Time Culture's official Weibo finally made a move, releasing close-up shots of Feifei – stunningly beautiful! Everyone, grab this plain-faced Feifei while you can."

In the embroidery community:

"Don't miss out if you pass by! Check out my little informative article on Tang Fei's identical embroidery technique - Splitting Threads."

"Folks, let's familiarize ourselves with Suzhou embroidery, Shu embroidery, and Cantonese embroidery. Each has its unique charm and masterpieces!"

"Want to learn embroidery? Want skills as superb as Tang Fei's? I recommend these beginner-friendly tutorial videos."

...

Tang Fei slipped away swiftly under Zhou Weichuan's arrangement. Lu Yan didn't have the chance to talk to her or ask her questions. With concerns weighing on her mind, she seemed a bit down on her way back home.

"Yan, Big Mao has agreed to stay. Why aren't you happy?" Chen Ming asked.

"Don't you know any celebrities? Could you invite Tang Fei over? I want to ask her who she learned from. Perhaps my master has other disciples, and she must be connected to him."

"I should invite her?"

This situation seemed a bit backward – it would make more sense if Tang Fei were the one visiting Chen Ming! Besides, with all this fuss, there must be an ulterior motive, making it certain that she would accept the invitation.

"Will you or won't you? My master having other disciples is a significant matter. How can you refuse to lend a helping hand?"

Seeing Lu Yan's urgency, Chen Ming promptly nodded. "Of course, I'll invite her right away. With Madam's request, how dare I not comply."

...

Upon entering the car through the back door, Tang Fei was surprised to find someone else inside – Ning Xiaodou was actually in the car and even gave her a grin!

What a mischievous child; that smile seemed rather wicked!

The moment Zhou Weichuan got in the car, Ning Xiaodou's eyes lit up. He raised his hand and pointed at Zhou Weichuan, exclaiming to Tang Fei, "Sis Feifei! I'm reporting him! He messed with me all because of you! He must like you!"

Ning Xiaodou's face was filled with the satisfaction of a long-held grudge finally avenged.

Hmph, battling with me, have you realized the consequences?