I turned reality into a romantic comedy.

"Xiao Xi is back."

"If we don't come back soon, we won't have lunch or a nap."

Upon hearing this, Chen Xi rolled her eyes at her best friend again, then took two steps forward and sat on the back of the bicycle, giving Chen Junqian a light, annoyed kick:

"Let's go, brother—"

All I can say is that after watching "My Sister's Life," his sister has now learned to drag out her words like a child, all the time. Thankfully, she hasn't evolved into the dramatic, melodramatic "Won't your girlfriend be angry if I sit here, brother~" she'll say a few years later. Chen Junqian just smiled at this, then kicked the bicycle support bar aside, signaling Gu Lingguo to get on as well.

Chen Xi and Gu Linguo's physiques were roughly the same as yesterday's duo, though they were a little cramped. However, neither of them were the type of girl who would mind physical contact with him in the front row. After holding onto his waist to maintain their balance, Chen Junqian pedaled his bike and sped home.

After locking the car downstairs, Chen Junqian turned around and saw his sister reaching out her hand to him.

In the final few pages of "My Sister's Life," during the "Thirty Years Old" section, there was a line that read:

Are there siblings in their thirties who still hold hands and go out together, their bond incredibly strong?

I remember Chen Xi's evaluation at that time was like this:

"Actually, siblings are more likely to hold hands during childhood, middle age, and old age, because these are periods when there is no concept of gender or it no longer matters."

"So the most precious thing is that siblings of our age can still hold hands and go out hand in hand, and then hold hands and go home hand in hand, right, brother?"

Chen Junqian thought his sister was right.

So he took the other person's hand.

Oh, there's another one.

The book jumps from the age of thirty to eighty-seven in a very short time.

If I could let go, things would be much easier. I've always known that.

If you don't force yourself to let go, you'll only encounter all sorts of bitterness and hardship, which is a fact I've fully experienced.

However, the thought of 'thankfully I didn't give up' flashed through my mind more than once or twice.

So I think this is fine too.

I am already very satisfied.

Throughout his many years of translating, Chen Junqian had never written anything in the "Translator's Note" or "Translation Team Comments" sections, nor had he posted any recruitment notices. This time, when translating "My Sister's Life," it was no different. However, one day in the future, he suddenly had the urge to search for resources and found a message left by his sister there:

[A romantic comedy about a younger sister, recommended by a brother who is so obsessed with his little sister that he translated the book into Chinese as soon as it was released, all while his sister watched him do it.]

At 3:30 PM, the autumn sun's heat had mostly subsided, and a warm yellow cloud hung obliquely in the sky. Suddenly, a piercing microphone test sound blared from the loudspeaker in the center of the playground, followed by the host's voice:

"Attention, teachers and students! All participants in this year's most anticipated, exciting, and unconventional event, the obstacle course race, please assemble at the center circle immediately!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the entire stands erupted in laughter and applause. After all, last year's program was unparalleled in terms of entertainment value. So as soon as the announcement was made, the students in each class's stands stood up, craning their necks, their eyes sparkling with gossip and excitement.

The first round of draw results was quickly announced. Although the 'student council president' wasn't dragged onto the field again like in the morning, the eight students who took the stage each brought their own class supporters, so the atmosphere was just as lively. With the referee's gunshot, the contestants rushed like a whirlwind to the table in the middle of the track and began drawing slips of paper.

As the slips of paper were pulled out one by one, chaos erupted in the middle of the track. The runners grabbed the slips, tore them open, and after just one glance, their expressions instantly became varied: some covered their faces in despair, some suddenly realized something, and some even looked up to the sky and sighed.

The next second, the players suddenly turned around and pounced on the surrounding stands like madmen!

"Are there any teachers who wear wigs? Urgently needed!"

"Does anyone have a leather belt with a buckle? Help!"

Are there any people over 1.85 meters tall who can dunk?

The stands instantly descended into chaos, filled with screams, cheers, and bursts of laughter.

In front of the stands of Class 1, Grade 11, Chen Junqian was chatting with Lin Mu with his head turned to the side when he suddenly felt a shadow fall in front of him.

"Senior Chen... Chen Junqian! Help!"

A high school freshman girl rushed breathlessly to the front of the Class 3 stands, covered in sweat, clutching a piece of paper tightly in her hand. She took two steps directly to him and was one of the freshmen recruited into the school's Youth League Committee this year.

"what happened?"

"The question I drew was 'a jacket,' but all the students in my class are over there in the stands, and it's a bit too late to run over, so I came to borrow one from you."

But before she could finish speaking, Lin Mu had already handed her his coat:

"Here you go, slow down, don't fall."

"Um, thank you, senior!"

Although she seemed a little surprised, she didn't say much for the time being, so the girl grabbed her coat and ran away again. Lin Mu then leisurely picked up a backpack he had brought.

What is this?

"Don't worry about the things I prepared for you in advance. No one will borrow Qianqian's pen, water bottle, clothes, or even a button. I prepared almost all the props according to the note that Wenyun gave me in advance."

"...Is there an off-field element involved here too?"

"It's because someone is so popular, oh, another one."

And just like that, Lin Mu quickly lent out another pen and sent another girl away.

For the next two minutes, the area in front of the stands near Class 1 became a transfer station for borrowing things. At first, it was mostly girls, but then everyone realized that it seemed like they could borrow anything there. So, many students who had drawn strange questions, in the midst of the chaos on the playground, all reacted by running towards the stands where Chen Junqian was.

"Senior! Do you have wrist braces?"

"Have."

"Junqian! Does anyone have Bluetooth headphones?"

"for you."

"Qian'er, do you have any bottled water that you haven't tried before?"

Seeing that it was Zhong Yu who came this time, Lin Mu finally saved himself the trouble of taking out his own water bottle. He watched as Chen Junqian threw the water bottle over with a hand throw, delivering it to the other party with perfect accuracy, successfully helping his good friend to win first place in this round.

The next round of the borrowing race will begin soon.

The questions in this round seemed even stranger than the previous one. After the referee fired the gun, the contestants rushed to the table to get the slips of paper, and the stands fell into chaos once again.

Does anyone have a silk scarf with lace trim?

Are there any boys who weigh more than 180 pounds?

Suddenly, a girl dressed as if she were a senior in high school rushed over from the stands. She looked around as she ran, seemingly encouraged by a friend. She clutched a note tightly in her hand and ran towards Chen Junqian.

"Can a male student who is over 1.8 meters tall...?"

"Squad leader, let's go!"

Well, the ball Lin Mu threw out in Master Ball form was none other than Class Monitor Lu. It can only be said that the childhood sweetheart was indeed well prepared. It felt like he was just missing the line, "Hehehe, I defended them all!"

With his childhood sweetheart keeping a close watch on him, the other students finally realized that he was, at least publicly, taken. As a result, they stopped flocking to the area, which relieved Chen Junqian.

After all, he deliberately avoided being pulled out of the competition to prevent this year's sports festival from becoming a one-man show like last year. He created the sports meet to make his classmates happier and leave them with more wonderful memories during their high school years. Seeing that everyone had finally successfully abandoned him and started to entertain themselves and create a good show, Chen Junqian also became a good audience member and applauded and celebrated the other stories that happened on the playground.

As for the female protagonist who should have been most interested in this project? It can only be said that she had already gotten everything she wanted by noon. After all, the note wouldn't have instructions or words like "bring your favorite person," and she couldn't really go to the playground in front of everyone to prove to the teacher that this was her sweetheart by kissing him.

But it will have to be made up for eventually.

The sunset painted the sky with vibrant colors, illuminating the red track, the green lawn, and the white shirts of the young men and women in the stands.

Behind the stands, in the shadows, a smiling girl showed Chen Junqian a handwritten note that read, "Bring a sweetheart."

In romantic comedies, every step of the sports festival is ultimately aimed at achieving this goal.

So, they did it all in one go.

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Chapter Thirty-Seven: Brother, please put your thighs up on me!

After the November sports meet, 2016 finally came to an end. However, unlike the increasingly cold weather outside, Chen Junqian's room was as lively as ever today.

"If I ever become a voice actor, I'll want my brother to be my manager!"

"Yes, yes, so could you write the script for this video first? If we keep going like this, we'll really be close to the deadline, and then all the pressure will fall on me, the editor and post-production team."

"Isn't this exactly the part about Girl Number? Although there are also parts that voice actors thought about in Shirobako, it was just depicted as part of the animation production process. I really appreciate anime that focuses purely on the work of voice actors. I didn't expect Wataru Watari to write this kind of work."

Perhaps because she was also working hard towards becoming a voice actress, it was no surprise that the work that topped Gu Lingguo's list of new anime in October 2016 was the one she just mentioned, "Girlish Number". She even took many screenshots of the female lead's emoticons and posted them in the group chat. Chen Junqian and Chen Xi, the brother and sister, also collected two and started using them.

"Xiao Xi, did you know? The male and female leads in the story are siblings. The sister is a voice actress, and the brother is her manager. Plus, their names are really funny. They're called Wu Jing, the same Wu Jing as Sha Wujing."

The younger sister, who was still reading on Chen Junqian's bed, had no choice but to put down her book temporarily after receiving a recommendation from her friend, and also pulled the blanket over herself a little tighter.

"Oh, is that so? It's a pity I'm not interested in voice acting. But if Lin Guo really wants to pursue this career, she can definitely have her brother be her manager. Isn't he very experienced in this field? He's a manager for writers and singers, so he wouldn't be afraid of having another voice actor, right?"

"We're missing one of our streamers."

"Oh, and Zhong Yu too. By the way, how was the performance of that song?"

"It's good. As long as it doesn't go in any strange or weird direction, it's fine to just lay out history in a straightforward way like Xiaoxi does, which can serve as a popular science lesson."

Chen Junqian knew his sister was referring to the lyrics he had asked her to write, so he praised her. Chen Xi herself breathed a sigh of relief, as she had been under a lot of pressure. Last year, Gu Lingguo played her a popular historical original song on Bilibili called "Reigning Supreme," and the comments and bullet comments were a chaotic mess. However, it's true that the Three Kingdoms period is a very popular historical period, to the point that even the village elders could talk about it.

"It would be great if everyone could have some fun. I actually quite like 'Oda Nobuna's Ambition.' The Honnoji Incident was actually a historical anecdote about Akechi Mitsuhide trying to steal a man from his lord. That kind of story is so exciting."

Clearly, Gu Linguo was indifferent or rather quite confused about this matter.

"There is a difference between foreign history and domestic history. I remember that Japan has a tradition of anthropomorphizing various historical figures, but I personally don't really accept that."

Hearing his sister say this, Chen Junqian recalled that she had given up on "Ya She" because of the scene with the Liu Qing comb. To summarize the plot, Zhou Yu actually died when he was young, and his sister, who used the magical Liu Qing comb to become a man, took his place. Later, she changed back into a woman on a whim and was fell in love with by Sun Ce at first sight. He went to Xiao Qiao and said that he had just seen a woman. She said that besides her, there should only be her sister Da Qiao. In the end, he married Da Qiao by a mysterious twist of fate.

It can only be said that my younger sister's stereotypes about fujoshi (female fans of BL) started from here. In fact, the comments and bullet screen of the song "Quan Yu Tian Xia" (权御天下) can give her another wave of shock from the old event being recreated. It is really very impressive.

Seeing that Chen Xi didn't want to delve deeper into this topic, Gu Linguo enthusiastically changed the subject again:

"Oh right, my birthday and my senior's birthday are coming up soon."

Both of them are born on the second day of the twelfth lunar month, which is the 30th of this month in the Gregorian calendar, that is, December 30th, 2016. That is indeed less than half a month away.

Christmas, birthday, New Year's Day, and Chinese New Year—in this respect, Chen Junqian's birthday is a fixed event at the end of each year. However, because it is crowded with the holidays before and after, Chen Junqian always asks everyone to only give him one gift. Even so, over the years, the various gifts he has received have long exceeded the capacity of this bedroom, so a considerable portion of them have been moved to another house, including the Christmas cards that Mu Mu sends him every year.

...I'm suddenly a little curious about what will be written on my childhood sweetheart's greeting card this year.

What gift does my brother want?

"Why didn't you ask me? Xiaoxi is biased!"

"Because I'm a brother-complex, okay?"

"Actually, even if we don't say it, everyone can see that someone is right now in his brother's room, lying on his brother's bed and covered with his brother's blanket."

"And then you see another girl here, opening her arms to kiss her brother, right?"

"Because you can't write lyrics without a kiss, Xiaoxi herself used this excuse to get her seniors to pat her head when she was writing lyrics, right? Are you really like a female protagonist in anime, with your sensitive spot on your head...?"