Huayu: Starting with binding the front desk

After cleaning the living room, Wang Cherish was the first to rush into the bathroom.

During the cream fight, Wang Zhe smeared cream on her hair, and now her hair is stuck together in clumps, making her very uncomfortable.

Tian Xi nestled on the sofa, flipping through the photos she had just taken of Wang Zhe. She looked at them with satisfaction and said, "I'll send you the photos. Do you want me to edit them for you?"

Wang Zhe leaned over and glanced at the screen, where he saw himself covered in cream and his hair was a mess.

"No need, just send it to me directly. I don't have that much of an idol image to maintain."

These days, celebrities still use Weibo like their personal social media feeds, unlike in the future when it will be all either heavily edited promotional photos or cold, impersonal promotional text.

Moreover, Wang Zhe is very confident in his looks, so why would he need to Photoshop his photos?

I'm young and handsome now, and I don't have a face full of wrinkles.

Wang Zhe took another selfie with his phone. The cream on his face had been wiped off, and only some cream remained on his hair.

He also took a picture of the gift he received, wrote a couple of lines of caption, and posted it on Weibo.

After posting on Weibo, he turned to Tian Xiwei and said, "Buy me a phone now. School starts soon, do you have any money left?"

Tian Xiwei had just liked his Weibo post when she heard this. She tilted her head to look at him, a beautiful smile curving her lips: "Little brother, are you worried that your sister won't have enough money?"

She leaned forward and said casually, "If I run out of money, I can just borrow from you."

Wang Zhe moved a little further away and pouted, saying, "Who's worried about you?"

"hehe……"

Tian Xi chuckled softly, changed her posture, stretched out her legs, and thrust her bare feet straight in front of Wang Zhe, her toes even twitching arrogantly.

"Still being stubborn? Do you admit it or not?"

"Get out of the way, it stinks!"

  

Wang Zhe was taken aback, and quickly reached out to push her foot away, his palm brushing against the instep of her foot, which felt fragrant and soft.

"Where does it smell bad? It smells wonderful."

Tian Xiwei withdrew her foot, sat cross-legged, and stopped teasing Wang Zhe. She switched to a serious tone and said, "Alright, you don't need to worry. The recording company paid me 12,000 yuan, my mom gave me 5,000 yuan as a reward for going to university, and I still have living expenses. It's enough for me."

Wang Zhe shifted his gaze from her feet, touched his nose, and said with a serious expression, "Who's worried? I'm just afraid that you'll only be able to eat instant noodles in the dorm."

"I'll borrow money from you when I'm out of money."

"I won't lend it."

Just then, the bathroom door opened, and Wang walked out, now wearing a loose loungewear dress. As she dried her hair with a towel, she called out to the living room, "Which of you two wants to shower first?"

Before Tian Xiwei could react, Wang Zhe sprang up from the sofa and ran to the bathroom.

There was a lot of cream on his hair. He hadn't noticed it before, but now it was uncomfortable whenever he moved.

Wang Zhe pushed open the bathroom door, and a warm steam carrying the fragrance of shower gel wafted towards him.

He was about to take off his clothes when his gaze swept over the sink, and his hand suddenly stopped moving.

A few pieces of clothing that had been taken off were carelessly tossed there.

Doesn't Wang Cheran know he hasn't showered yet? He just throws his clothes around like that.

He quickly took off his clothes, not because he was in a hurry to do something bad, but because he turned on the shower and took a cold shower to cool down the heat in his body.

But his body reacted much more honestly than his mind, and the image of Tian Xiwei waving her foot in front of him flashed through Wang Zhe's mind again.

When Wang Zhe came out of the bathroom, he pretended to be calm, and there was no trace of the embarrassment he had just experienced on his face.

He stood at the doorway of his bedroom and said to the two people on the sofa, "I'm going to sleep now."

"It's only ten o'clock, want to play a couple of rounds of King of Glory?" Wang asked him with a start.

"You guys play by yourselves." After saying that, Wang Zhe opened the door and went back to his room. He was afraid that if he lost control later, it wouldn't be as simple as just playing King of Glory.

Tian Xiwei sensed that Wang Zhe was acting strangely, but she didn't think much of it and went into the bathroom with her change of clothes.

As the hot water came down, she casually threw her clothes into the laundry basket, and when she looked up, she saw her underwear on the sink that didn't belong to her.

She froze for a moment.

Then she remembered Wang Zhe emerging from the bathroom with a slight hunch and quickly disappearing into the bedroom.

That posture, that speed.

Tian Xiwei threw the clothes into the basket, and the corners of her mouth gradually turned up.

She checked and found that Wang Zhe hadn't done anything wrong, muttering under her breath, "Little brat, so he's grown up after all..."

Wang Churan sat alone in the living room, scrolled through her phone for a while, and then got bored and decided to go find Wang Zhe to play with for a bit.

She walked to his room door, reached out and turned the doorknob, but it wouldn't open.

Huh? It's locked from the inside.

She pouted and rolled her eyes at the door.

This eye roll is so skillful it's almost masterful, but there's no audience watching it right now.

She knocked on the door again, but there was still no response, so she returned to her room with Tian Xiwei, feeling bored.

He opened Weibo and first replied to several friends in the industry who had forwarded his birthday post. Among them were Yang Yang and other crew members from "The Whirlwind Girl," as well as seniors like Teacher He.

To Wang Zhe's surprise, Wang Junkai and Wang Yuan, two of the three members of TFBOYS, also sent him their blessings.

However, I do know these two people quite well, and we chat occasionally. Wang Junkai even asked me to write a song for him.

What puzzled Wang Zhe the most was that Guo Jingming, the director of "Tiny Times," also reposted his birthday Weibo post.

The only connection I had with him was that he recently invited me to star in the film adaptation of his novel, "Rush to the Dead Summer," but I declined.

Wang Zhe didn't think much of it and thanked him in return. Although he didn't like the short guy, he still had to maintain appearances in this circle.

He then opened the comments section and casually browsed through it, replying to a few familiar fan IDs.

The birthday Weibo post has been up for less than two hours, and the number of reposts and likes has already exceeded 300,000, while the number of comments has surged past 100,000, and the numbers are still rising.

Although there is still a considerable gap compared to the current "Big Four and Small Three", it is only a matter of time.

Xu Ying has always been very restrained in his career planning.

Apart from "Whirlwind Girl", she did not give him any other film or television resources.

It wasn't that she wasn't approached by production teams; on the contrary, she received quite a few offers. However, after reading the scripts, Xu Ying turned them all down.

They don't even touch business.

Aside from occasionally releasing a song, Wang Zhe is basically not active in the entertainment industry. Although he has a level of popularity second only to the "Four Big and Three Small" celebrities, compared to other artists, he is more like a marginal figure who has semi-retired from the industry.

In Xu Ying's own words, "It's not time for you to make money yet; laying a solid foundation is the key."

So for more than a year, Wang Zhe's schedule consisted of regular weekly performance, music, and dance classes, in addition to his regular school classes.

The teachers who taught the classes were all top-notch professionals in the industry, whom Xu Ying had invited through her connections.

Although he had a system, he hadn't originally planned to learn it, but maybe the system would reward him with abilities that time.

To Wang Zhe's dismay, the damn system actually froze.

Zhang Jingyi's favorability rating is stuck at 79, as are Tian Xiwei's and Wang Churan's, as if they had agreed to it, standing perfectly still.

No matter how hard Wang Zhe tried, he didn't improve at all.

He couldn't get new rewards or unlock new binding slots.

Wang Zhe didn't know what went wrong. Although he wasn't indispensable to the system, he was confident that he could reach the top level on his own merits even without these reward entries.

But if there's a good cheat, who wouldn't want to use it?

Since the system couldn't provide any rewards right now, Wang Zhe started taking his professional courses seriously. He had studied musical theatre in his previous life, so learning them was quite easy for him.

After exchanging goodnight messages for half an hour, Wang Zhe decided not to reply to Zhang Jingyi, until she sent him another "goodnight".

He glanced at the time; it was already midnight. He replied with an emoji, put down his phone, and went to sleep.

The next morning, Wang Zhe was woken up by Wang Churan instead.

Unlike Tian Xiwei, who simply pulled back the covers, she took a more direct approach.

Wang Cheran pounced onto the bed, pressing herself firmly against Wang Zhe through the blankets, and whispered sweetly in his ear, "Get up quickly~"