Huayu: Starting with binding the front desk

Wang Zhe looked at Wang Cheran on the sofa and said in an unfriendly tone, "Wang Cheran, what are you doing in my house?"

"Come on, let's play! Mind your own business!"

Wang rolled her eyes at him and turned her gaze back to the television.

Hearing the commotion, Xu Ying came out of the room and glared at Wang Zhe: "I let her stay."

Ignoring Wang Cherish, Wang Zhe asked, "Where's Xiao Yi?"

"She's asleep. The postpartum nanny is watching her. You can go check on her, but please be quiet."

"I'll go too."

Wang Cherish immediately jumped up from the sofa and pushed Wang Zhe towards the nursery.

In the room, the nanny was gently rocking the crib, and the baby was sleeping soundly with his eyes closed.

Hearing the door open, the nanny turned around, smiled at the two of them, and put her index finger to her lips, signaling them to be quiet.

Wang cautiously crept closer, staring at the wrinkled little face for a long while, before turning to Wang Zhe and whispering, "Isn't it cute?"

"It's so ugly, not as good-looking as I was when I was a child."

"Heh... Don't think I haven't seen your childhood photos. You're nowhere near as cute as Xiao Yi."

Wang Zhe subconsciously wanted to reach out and tease it, but the nanny calmly stopped him.

He awkwardly touched his nose and whispered to Wang Cheran, "Alright, let's go out and let her get some sleep."

The two returned to the living room, and Wang Zhe asked her, "When did you see any photos of me when I was a child? I've never seen them myself."

Wang Churan revealed a sly smile and deliberately dragged out his voice: "My aunt showed it to me!"

  

And I also saw your…”

"What do you see?"

"Little Dingding..."

After saying that, Wang covered her face and ran back to the living room.

Wang Zhe stood in the corridor, his expression indescribable.

My own mother is really something, how could she even post photos like this? Does she have no face for me?

After dinner, Xu Ying went to coax the child, leaving only the two of them in the living room to wait for the premiere of "The Coming One".

Wang Zhe was scrolling through Weibo with his head down.

On the entertainment charts, #WangZheParticipatesInTheComingOne# has already climbed to the top.

Below this was a string of related hashtags: #TheComingOnePremiere#, #YangMiAsksContestantsAboutPopularity#, #YangMiAsksForAutographs#, #ZhaoTianyuSpeaksIncredibly#...

He was the most frequently trending topic, with hashtags like #WangZheTalksAboutTopCelebrityBeingADerogatoryTerm#, #WangZheThings#, and #WangZheWinksYangMiAndSheIsFane#...

Wang stared at the screen for a long time, gradually losing patience, and couldn't help but complain, "What are all these people singing? This person is so slick, it's really an eyesore."

She picked up the remote and fast-forwarded to Wang Zhe's appearance, and her expression softened a little.

The scene shows the players' lounge, where Wang Zhe is looking down at his tablet, writing and drawing.

"You're out! Hey, were you studying while waiting?"

Wang Zhe put down his phone, glanced at the screen, and explained, "Since I was just waiting anyway, I did a few questions."

That was a shot of him doing math problems in the lounge; I didn't expect the production team to include that part in the footage.

"You're quite diligent."

As Wang Churan spoke, he casually flicked away the live chat.

The screen was filled with comments like "baby" and "little brother." She stared at them for a while, then gave a playful smile.

"Tsk, you have a lot of mom fans and older sister fans."

"What, are you jealous? I have quite a few female fans too."

Wang Zhe casually replied, and as his gaze swept across the screen, he keenly noticed a few slightly different comments.

Instead of studying properly, they're here to put on a show.

Did you pass math despite working so hard?

[How can someone who studies so hard still participate in a TV program?]

……

Wang Churan obviously saw it too, and frowned as she turned off the comments: "Why are there so many trolls everywhere? So annoying."

"It's okay, doesn't this just prove that I'm popular now? I even have haters now, they'll shut up once the college entrance exam results come out."

Wang Zhe didn't seem to care much about it; he had seen similar discussions on Weibo earlier.

There wasn't much to discuss on this topic, so he looked down, opened WeChat, and started replying to messages from Tian Xiwei and Zhang Jingyi.

Both of them are watching "The Coming One".

As Wang Zhe was replying to messages with his head down, Wang Cheran, who was next to him, suddenly kicked him.

"what?"

Wang Zhe felt a little guilty, subconsciously thinking that she had seen him chatting with someone.

However, he immediately realized that he hadn't posted anything shameful; it was all normal conversation.

Besides, he and Wang Churan have nothing going on right now, so why would he feel guilty?

"If you're going to sing, just sing. Why are you being so flirtatious? And you're doing it right in front of Yang Mi."

Wang Zhe then realized that she was referring to the footage from the program.

"It's just for the stage, why are you jealous?"

"Then wink at me."

Wang Churan quickly reached out and grabbed his arm, tilting her head back and staring straight at him.

"Won't."

"You're talking nonsense! You looked so skilled on the show, hurry up!!!"

Wang Churan used all her strength, grabbing his arm and shaking it back and forth, almost hanging on him, acting like a rogue.

Helpless, Wang Zhe could only turn around and wink at her.

He really couldn't understand what was so interesting about it.

But when Wang looked into his eyes, she suddenly fell silent, and her tone softened: "Little brat, how come I never noticed before that your eyes are so alluring? They're so beautiful."

Wang Zhe leaned back on the sofa smugly: "I've always had standard almond-shaped eyes, so it's normal for me to look good, isn't it?"

"Tch, you get all high and mighty just from a couple of compliments."

Wang Cherish kicked him again and asked, "When is the next recording? I want to go see it live."

"The next one will be a live broadcast, on July 1st."

"Then I'll be your assistant."

"I'm not going to pay you a salary."

"Who cares about your meager salary? I'll pay my own way to work."

Wang Churan nestled into his arms, looked up into his eyes, and said earnestly, "But to be honest, your eyes do look better than before."

I can't quite put my finger on what's different, it's just...something inexplicably attractive.

Wang Zhe knew this was the function of the system entry, but he couldn't explain it to her, so he could only say evasively, "If you like looking at it, take a few more glances. But if you look any longer, you'll have to pay."

"Zhang Jingyi is absolutely right. Sometimes I really want to tear your mouth apart. You're such a spoilsport."

Wang glared at him with dissatisfaction, squirmed in his arms to find a comfortable position, and turned her attention back to the TV, ignoring him.

Wang Zhe also picked up his phone again and continued replying to Zhang Jingyi's messages.

As for the eye issue, it was the special term "Succubus's Eye" that the system gave me after I clarified my relationship with Jingyi.

His main focus has also changed to Zhang Jingyi, because [Voice Succubus] and [Eye of the Succubus] are just too useful in daily life.

However, when it comes to Tian Xiwei, the keywords given are more focused on her acting skills.

At the same time, Wang Zhe also unlocked the rewards from Wang Churan's side. Since the intimacy level had not yet exceeded 80, he only got the "Walking CD" attribute, plus two basic ability improvements: physical enhancement and proficiency in all musical instruments.

June 24th is the day the college entrance examination results are released.

"I scored 386 on the test, I passed!"

Wang looked at his phone screen with excitement on his face and shared it with Wang Zhe.

Xu Ying smiled and patted her hair: "Cran did well on the exam. What would you like to eat tonight? I'll make it for you."

Wang Zhe refreshed the webpage for ages, the spinning icon making his eyes almost blurry, but he just couldn't get through.

He tossed his phone onto the sofa, lay down, and said helplessly, "I can't log in. My information has probably been stolen again."

"Can even college entrance exams be stolen?"

Wang looked at him suspiciously: "You didn't do well on the exam, did you? Give me your exam number, I'll check for you."

"Even though I didn't do well on the test, my score is still higher than yours."

Wang Zhe retorted directly, giving her his exam number.