I'm a web novelist, and you want me to work in the entertainment industry?

Back at the seaside villa.

The three of them unanimously chose to go back to their rooms and take a shower to wash away the sweat and fatigue accumulated throughout the morning.

After changing into clean clothes, Cheng Che took his laptop downstairs and went into the living room.

The living room was empty—neither of the two girls had left their room yet, and only the camera was flashing red light.

He found a spot where the camera couldn't capture the computer screen and sat down, then began to tap his hands across the keyboard.

……

A dozen minutes later, Tian Xiwei dried her hair and swayed as she went downstairs.

As soon as she walked down the stairs, she heard the clattering sound of keyboards being typed coming from the living room.

Watching Cheng Che's retreating figure carrying his laptop, her dark, bright eyes darted around as if she were brewing some mischievous idea.

Then, she deliberately slowed her pace and tiptoed toward Cheng Che.

The laptop screen got closer and closer to her.

at last!

The entire computer screen was now completely within her field of vision!

Then she discovered... Cheng Che had actually put a privacy screen protector on his screen?

She can't see anything.

"..."

Tian Xiwei grimaced in anger and sat down heavily next to Cheng Che.

"...What's wrong with you?"

Cheng Che noticed her movements and expressions and asked.

"……fine."

Tian Xiwei pouted, her face clearly showing that she was very unhappy.

Cheng Che was a little confused. "You're making that face. Are you really okay?"

"Alright then." But after thinking about it, he decided not to press the matter further.

"..."

Tian Xiwei suddenly felt a bit exhausted.

Whose incredibly straight man is this?

When a girl says she's fine, it means something's wrong. Doesn't she understand such a simple truth?!

After a while, torn between anger and frustration, she chose frustration: "...When are you finally going to tell me your pen name?"

"?"

Cheng Che turned to look at her and suddenly realized something.

Is she angry because I haven't told her my pen name yet?

"Or, you can give me some clues, and I can analyze it myself!" Tian Xiwei continued.

Upon hearing this, Cheng Che pondered for a moment.

Well... he and Xiaotian are friends now, so it seems a bit unfair for friends to keep this kind of thing a secret.

But now that things have come to this, if she finds out that I am "Zero", won't we be done with and she'll beat me to death?

He felt it was a bit hard to say.

"Let me put it this way," Cheng Che said with a touch of mysticism after a brief moment of thought, "the truth has long been hidden in the stories of the past."

After he finished speaking, he nodded solemnly, as if to say: I have given you the key to open the door, but whether you can find the door is up to you.

Tian Xiwei narrowed her eyes slightly, feigning doubt: "Really?"

"Really." Cheng Che nodded.

"Really? Really?"

"Really, really!"

"Then swear an oath," Tian Xiwei said.

"I swear on my integrity that every word I, Cheng Che, have said above is true..." Cheng Che raised three fingers and began to speak.

"Stop, stop, stop!" Tian Xiwei interrupted him.

Cheng Che then shut his mouth and looked at her with an innocent expression.

"I don't trust your character," she said. "I want you to swear on my character! You said you'd vouch for it with Tian Xiwei's character."

The memory of Cheng Che coaxing Xia Ziyi and tricking the behind-the-scenes staff that morning was still fresh in her mind, so she had to be more cautious.

"...Is this reasonable?" Cheng Che scratched his nose.

Can you really swear an oath using someone else's character as collateral?

"If you don't tell me, you're lying," Tian Xiwei persisted.

"Alright then." Cheng Che complied, since he hadn't lied in the first place. "I, Cheng Che, guarantee with Tian Xiwei's character that every word I said above is true."

"That's more like it." Tian Xiwei was satisfied.

After all, her personality is obviously much more reliable than Cheng Che's.

"In the past stories..." she muttered to herself, pondering where the "truth" Cheng Che spoke of was hidden.

【…? 】

【What's going on? These two aren't carrying people anymore?】

Have you noticed that Xiaotian and Cheng Che have been sitting on those two rattan chairs since the first day of filming? Keep in mind the sofas are all empty right now...

[Is nobody paying attention to Cheng Che's words? Does he mean the clues are hidden in the recording of the shows these past few days? Then I'll have to look carefully...]

[666, is this a drastic adaptation of "Wandering Diary" into "Detective Diary"?]

In a secluded corner, unnoticed by anyone, Nan Nan gazed at the two with a gentle expression.

Xu Anan had been downstairs for a while, but as soon as she got off the stairs, she noticed that Tian Xiwei and Cheng Che were talking.

So she stood quietly at a distance, without making a sound, so as not to interrupt their conversation.

When she heard Xiaotian say that Cheng Che should swear on Tian Xiwei's personality, she couldn't help but smile like a kindergarten child eating ice cream in the summer.

While she was in the room, she had already created a Weibo entry called "Cheng Guangxiwei" using a secondary account.

Seeing this scene now... she felt that the future of "Cheng Guangxiwei" was truly "the first glimmer of dawn".

The situation is excellent!

Xu Anan calmly sat down on the sofa closest to Cheng Che and Tian Xiwei—a spot not far from them, where she could clearly hear any conversation they might have later.

However, since Cheng Che and Tian Xiwei remained seated on those two rattan chairs, and the location wasn't too close to them, it wouldn't interfere with their conversation.

Xu Anan is very satisfied with her choice of location.

She picked up the paper book she had brought from her room and began to read it quietly.

Not far away, Tian Xiwei pondered Cheng Che's words and actions over the past few days, but still couldn't understand what clues he was talking about. So she decided to put it aside for the time being and took out her phone to continue reading "Dragon Raja".

Cheng Che naturally continued writing "Wings of Mourning".

He has already completed more than half of his work and is preparing to push himself to finish before dark.

The living room thus entered a tranquil and peaceful atmosphere.

Around four o'clock in the afternoon, the sky outside the window suddenly darkened.

A sudden gust of wind arose, rattling the French windows and the flowers, grass, and leaves in the courtyard, creating a series of short, sharp whooshing sounds.

The sea in the distance began to ripple, and the sky above it hung low and was gloomy.

After a streak of crimson lightning flashed across the sky, a torrential downpour began.

Raindrops pounded against the window, accompanied by thunder and wind.

Tian Xiwei was reading "Dragon Raja" when she heard the thunder and shrank her neck.

Her body unconsciously leaned closer to Cheng Che.