Chapter 218 Female Simp in Farming Variety Show (26)

Chapter 218 The Female Simp on the Farming Reality Show (26)

Once Tang Qing had escorted Pei Chen and Ye Yunyun out of the room again, the system immediately chimed in, "Pei Chen's Love Points just increased by 2 points!"

"Now the Love Points are at 28!"

Whenever Pei Chen and Ye Yunyun were together, they squabbled like kids. The 2-point increase in Love Points had been entirely triggered by Ye Yunyun. Thinking back to their childish behavior earlier, the system found it hilarious.

Opening the meal Pei Chen had delivered, Tang Qing was surprised to find a small note stuck inside.

"Get well soon."

Accompanying the note was a small drawing of a turtle, clearly drawn by Pei Chen himself—though you could sort of tell it was probably meant to be Zhuangzhuang.

"Even if the turtle is ugly, but hey, it's the thought that counts," the system quipped. "Seems like Pei Chen really does care about you."

The hotheaded rich boy went out of his way just to make sure Tang Qing was alright.

Just as the system was about to say more, it suddenly squealed, "OMG! The Grand Film Emperor is here!"

The one we've been waiting for had finally arrived!

Ever since Tang Qing fell ill, the system had been secretly looking forward to this moment—what expression would Feng Xingzhou have upon seeing the room covered wall-to-wall with his face?

And now, the moment had come!

Feng Xingzhou had come to deliver porridge.

After hearing about Tang Qing’s illness, the Grand Film Emperor had decided to prepare a bowl of simple rice porridge for her in the kitchen.

"May I come in?"

Before stepping into the courtyard, Feng Xingzhou sent a message via WeChat.

The system excitedly prompted, "Quick, quick! Say yes!"

It was itching to see Feng Xingzhou’s reaction!

"You…" Even after sitting down, Feng Xingzhou still felt visibly uneasy.

He had never imagined Tang Qing’s room would look like this.

The walls were completely papered with images of himself.

"This is why I didn’t want any of you to come into my room," Tang Qing said, pushing herself up on one elbow. "Before… I guess this kind of behavior came across as kinda creepy."

As she spoke, there was a hint of awkwardness in her tone. "Later, the production team even pulled me aside about it."

"I watched the footage from back then too. I’m sorry, Feng Xingzhou. My fangirling apparently became a burden for you."

"I didn’t realize you disliked it so much…"

"So, I bottled up all that obsession in this room."

As Tang Qing spoke, Feng Xingzhou’s mind flashed back to how she used to stare at him before. Back then, he couldn't stand the way she gazed at him.

But…

Now, things felt different.

When Tang Qing spoke of this admiration so matter-of-factly...

Feng Xingzhou could always clearly hear his own heartbeat.

He was even afraid to acknowledge this affection.

"Why did you..." weighing his words, Feng Xingzhou finally asked the question he had long been curious about, "admire my work?"

In Tang Qing's friend circle, countless posts about him had been shared.

Feng Xingzhou couldn't fathom which of his works could have earned such delight from Tang Qing.

"No."

Taking a sip of the simple congee made by the Grand Film Emperor himself, Tang Qing's face showed contentment. Being able to have such close contact with her idol she'd adored for so long was something most fans wouldn't even dare to dream of.

"You probably don't remember," Tang Qing said slowly, squinting slightly, "but it was at River Bay Airport a few years ago, my first time venturing out."

"My hometown is very remote. Since childhood, all I've faced are these mountains—mountains on the other side, still mountains." Gazing at the lush greenery outside the window, for a long time, it was this very green that had completely trapped her.

"It was my first time traveling, and I didn't even know how to board a plane..."

Lost in her memories, Tang Qing recounted softly, "Coincidentally, I happened to encounter you. Back then, I didn’t even know your name, thinking how could so many people like you, yet I didn’t recognize you."

"I even felt rather inadequate, like a frog at the bottom of a well, completely unaware of the world outside."

"You might not remember, but during boarding, a little girl was bumped into by your fans—it was you who helped her up..."

There was no overly dramatic description. It was the first time in Tang Qing's life she had been noticed by so many people. Instead of the imagined embarrassment and awkwardness, all she saw were the striking features of the person before her.

Later, Tang Qing learned that this person was called Feng Xingzhou.

"So that's how it was..." Feng Xingzhou muttered, unable to recall the incident at all.

How strange people are—an unintentional act could inspire such passionate devotion.

Faintly, Feng Xingzhou even felt a sense of relief...

Glad he had reached out that day.

Realizing this emotion, the Grand Film Emperor keenly detected something unusual!

How many times had it been now?

This inexplicable concern over Tang Qing's fondness.

"Is this the autograph Nan Gongjing asked me for?" Spotting the signature on the table that Nan Gongjing had specifically requested a few days ago, Feng Xingzhou asked in surprise, "He got it for you?"

"Yes." Tang Qing nodded. "In exchange for a chance to admire the moon in the courtyard."

Finally, it all made sense now.

So this was how Ye Yunyun's invitation came about...

That day, Ye Yunyun had happened to mention that Nan Gongjing was in Tang Qing's courtyard...

Back then, he had felt strangely bothered.

Turns out, he had unknowingly facilitated their meeting. At this thought, the Grand Film Emperor gave a wry chuckle.

"Movie Emperor, you just smiled." It was as if Tang Qing had discovered something astonishing, exclaiming, "As your longtime fan, you rarely smile on your own!"

Tang Qing's words instantly brought Feng Xingzhou back to the present. He gave an awkward cough and said, "Let's change the way you address me."

"No need to call me 'Film Emperor' every time you see me."

Feng Xingzhou's request seemed strange to Tang Qing. "But I see others call you that too..."

Especially Nan Gongjing and Fu Hui—they always used that title.

"'Film Emperor' is just a passing title," the veteran cadre Feng Xingzhou said earnestly. "Just call me by my name..."

"Feng Xingzhou?"

When she said his name softly, an unmistakable flutter went through his chest the moment it reached his ears—another unsettling reaction.

A sudden dryness in his mouth made Feng Xingzhou instinctively press his lips together. "Mm."

Without thinking, he picked up the cup of water on the table, only to realize—

It was Tang Qing's teacup!

Flustered, he hastily set it back down.

Tang Qing: "Do you want water? I'll pour you some!"

Her words only made Feng Xingzhou even more flustered. The usually composed veteran cadre had never been so impolite before...

He had actually taken the cup without even asking.

Suddenly restless all over, Feng Xingzhou abruptly stood up, as if trying hard to hide his feelings, and said, "You should rest."

Without even waiting for Tang Qing's reply, he hurried out of the room.

No sooner had Feng Xingzhou left than the system immediately chimed in!

"Tang Qing! [laughing] You wouldn't believe it—the Film Emperor was so nervous just now!"

"For someone like him, he actually made such a rookie mistake!"