novelraw Chapter 81: Not a single intimate photo was taken with Chen Bo; all that intimacy was for nothing.
Chapter 81: Not a single intimate photo was taken with Chen Bo; all that intimacy was for nothing.
7:55 PM.
Haicheng, Yunding Mountain Villa.
The living room of Zhou Lingyan's home.
A huge projection screen slowly descended from the ceiling, a home theater-level sound system was activated, and the coffee table was filled with snacks, fruits, and drinks.
Xu Yueqing changed into a set of loungewear—or more accurately, Zhou Lingyan's loungewear.
She wore a champagne-colored silk nightgown, her hair loosely pulled back, revealing her slender neck and beautiful collarbone.
The hem of her bathrobe barely covered her knees, revealing a section of her fair calves and slender ankles.
Barefoot on the soft carpet.
Chen Bo leaned back on the other end of the sofa, holding a beer in his hand, watching her busy herself around the coffee table.
"Are you comfortable wearing Zhou Lingyan's clothes?"
Xu Yueqing paused for a moment, then continued arranging the fruit as if nothing had happened: "She's not here, so I'm helping her put on her clothes so they won't be lonely."
Chen Bo: "..."
After receiving the true teachings so many times, this girl has acquired some of his skills.
He decided not to ask any further questions.
Seven fifty-eight.
A film and television base, thousands of miles away.
Zhou Lingyan finished her last scene of the day and returned to the hotel.
"Quick, turn on the TV!" she shouted as soon as she entered the door.
The assistant frantically turned on the TV and changed the channels.
Zhou Lingyan nestled into the sofa, hugging a cushion, and stared at the screen.
The screen is still showing GG.
"Sister Lingyan," the assistant asked cautiously, "Didn't you go to the event live? Why are you watching TV?"
"Live footage is live footage, and television is television," Zhou Lingyan said matter-of-factly. "I'm looking at the editing, whether the production team gave me more screen time or not!"
The assistant dared not ask any more questions.
Zhou Lingyan stared at the screen, but images flashed uncontrollably through her mind.
Chen Bo singing on stage.
Chen Bo is focused on working in the recording studio.
Chen Bo making breakfast.
The wicked smile on Chen Bo's face when he touched her leg.
and also……
The photo Zhao Lulu posted today.
Oh shit.
Zhou Lingyan gritted her teeth.
I'll settle the score with that girl after the show airs.
In a large, single-level apartment in Haicheng.
Bei Weiwei sat cross-legged on the sofa, hugging a huge cushion, her eyes fixed on the TV screen.
Dinner, prepared by the housekeeper, was on the coffee table, but she didn't touch it.
The phone is right next to me, screen facing up.
After she posted "I mean everyone here" in the group today, she rarely checked the group anymore.
It's not that I don't want to watch, it's that I'm afraid to watch.
I was afraid to see Zhou Lingyan's reply, afraid to see Zhao Lulu's excuses, and afraid to see Xu Yueqing's silence.
I'm even more afraid that if I see myself, I won't be able to resist posting something else.
I regret it so much, I regret not taking a single intimate photo with Chen Bo.
It was all for nothing that we got intimate.
What a loss!
She took a deep breath and focused her attention on the television.
Chen Bo's program.
She went to the scene, sat in the audience, and watched Chen Bo walk out of the darkness with her own eyes, and heard the song that brought tears to her eyes.
Now, she wants to watch it again on TV.
A large single-level apartment in Haicheng.
Zhao Lulu, wearing a face mask, lay on the sofa without any regard for her image, holding a bag of potato chips in her hand.
The TV was on, and the volume was turned up very high.
She glanced at the screen every now and then, then continued scrolling through her phone.
Five Golden Flowers Group.
Ever since she posted that photo, the group chat has been buzzing with messages.
Zhou Lingyan cursed her hundreds of times, whenever he had a spare moment.
During this period, Bei Weiwei also posted a few messages.
Xu Yueqing remained silent, presumably busy leaning against the wall.
Li Man was pulled in three times and turned back three times.
latest news:
Zhou Lingyan: "@Zhao Lulu, you just wait! When I get back, I'll tear your mouth apart!"
Zhou Lingyan: "And that photo of yours, I've taken a screenshot! I'll send it to the media when I get back, and the headline will be 'Female Boss of a Certain Internet Celebrity Company Doesn't Hesitate to Be a Mistress to Steal a Man'!"
Zhou Lingyan: "Oh no, you're not the third party, you're the fourth!"
As Zhao Lulu looked at these messages, a smile curved her lips beneath her face mask.
Send it.
Send it.
Family scandals should not be aired in public. If you really become rich, I won't even have to lift a finger. Your parents will deal with you first, and might even force you to leave the entertainment industry and go back to inherit billions of dollars, living the same life as Li Man.
Zhao Lulu munched on potato chips and continued scrolling in a good mood.
A villa in Haicheng.
Li Man sat in her study with a glass of red wine in front of her and her laptop on, processing work emails.
The TV was on, and the volume was neither too loud nor too soft.
She's not the type of person who follows variety shows closely, but she wants to watch tonight's episode.
After all, that was Chen Bo.
The man who made her leave the group countless times.
She picked up her glass of red wine, took a sip, and her gaze fell on the screen.
GG is over.
The program begins.
Haicheng, a residential community.
Lu Ze sat on the shabby sofa in the rented room, with a few cans of beer and a bag of peanuts on the coffee table in front of him.
The TV is on.
He didn't want to see Chen Bo.
He wanted to see what Chen Bo was capable of that made Xu Yueqing so devoted to him, and that made that bastard Zhang Guanhai throw away their years-long friendship for him.
The program has begun.
The first singer took the stage and sang a classic song.
Lu Ze took a sip of beer and curled his lip in disdain.
……
Fifth, love songs.
Sixth, rock and roll.
The seventh is folk songs.
He watched absentmindedly, his mind filled with what Xu Yueqing had said at the TV station entrance that day.
"Yes, I'm still with Chen Bo."
And then there was Zhao Lulu's comment that made him lose face.
"She still has Chen Bo's things inside her body."
Lu Ze gripped the beer can tightly, squeezing it so hard it made a cracking sound.
He wanted to see just how amazing this Chen Bo really was.
On television, the host came on stage.
"Thank you to the seven teachers for their wonderful performances. Next up is the most exciting part of the evening—the challenge match!"
Lu Ze sat up straight.
"Tonight's challenger is a newcomer, but he's bringing an original piece. Let's welcome—Chen Bo!"
On the screen, the stage lights dimmed.
A spotlight shone on the center of the stage.
Chen Bo, holding his guitar, emerged from the darkness.
Lu Ze narrowed his eyes, staring at the man on the screen.
She's better looking than me.
Her temperament... is also better than mine.
But that's about it.
Meanwhile, in countless homes, dormitories, and rented rooms across the country, countless eyes were also glued to the screen.
Most people reacted similarly to Lu Ze.
"Chen Bo? Who's that?"
"Never heard of it."
"A challenger? Never heard of that name before, what kind of skill could he possibly have?"
"Probably another one with connections; destined for elimination in the first round."
"This episode is boring, want to change the channel?"
"Wait, let's listen first, what if there's a surprise?"
The comments started scrolling by.
Who is Chen Bo? Please provide an explanation!
"Never heard of it, probably some nobody?"
"That's a pretty ordinary name, but she looks alright."
"They must have connections, otherwise how could they get on this show?"
"One-round trip booked."
"Waiting to be eliminated."
That's all for this episode. See you in the preview for the next one.
On the other end of the network, countless people are already preparing to change the channel.
Then, Chen Bo started singing.