After school, he was then offered himself to a succubus

What's strange is that the two never met or communicated, yet they inexplicably managed to cooperate.

She didn't know Li Yinuo's specific situation, but she knew Lin Yinmeng.

Zhao Fangyi saw Lin Yinmeng grit her teeth and look at Li Yinuo's book more than once. The more she read, the angrier she became. The usually gentle and kind big star would start cursing "bitch", "disgusting" and "vulgar" as she read.

Zhao Fangyi had asked Lin Yinmeng what she was angry about, but every time she asked, Lin Yinmeng would suddenly start to space out, then shake her head and say that she couldn't remember, she just got angry for no reason.

But this tacit understanding that had lasted for five or six years was broken today by Zhang Chen, who suddenly appeared.

Zhao Fangyi was extremely distrustful of Zhang Chen, and now she felt an even greater sense of crisis.

"Do you two know each other?" Li Yinuo patted the chair, gesturing for Zhang Chen to sit down. The ahoge (cowlick) on her head seemed to have detected its owner's signal and began to sway.

“I know him… he’s one of our new extras for the music video,” Zhao Fangyi said, staring at Zhang Chen.

"The male lead?" Li Yinuo picked up the milk and sipped it a few times, leaving milk stains on her lips.

Then, as if no one else was around, he wiped his mouth on Zhang Chen's clothes.

Zhao Fangyi was stunned.

"The male lead hasn't been confirmed yet... Are you two a couple?"

But she clearly saw Zhang Chen and another beautiful white-haired girl holding hands in the morning.

“No,” Zhang Chen retorted quickly.

"Hmm?" Li Yinuo narrowed her eyes and looked at Zhang Chen. "That's not true."

"So what are you doing...?"

“He’s the person I use for research. I need him to give me inspiration when I come back to write my new book,” Li Yinuo said expressionlessly.

“Finding material…” Zhao Fangyi thought of some creators’ peculiar hobbies, which are not uncommon in the entertainment industry.

The fact that Li Yinuo and Zhang Chen are so intimate suggests they might have used some kind of 'body art' technique to obtain the material...

That's outrageous! Could it be that Li Yinuo initiated the contact in that picture online? What's so charming about Zhang Chen?

How could she not see that? What could possibly make the twin stars of Nanjing University so enthusiastic...?

“If possible, let’s write the lyrics together this time. I think Lin Yinmeng needs to prepare more than just this one new song, right? We’ll handle all the subsequent songs as well,” Li Yinuo said at this moment.

"But the lyricist's name needs to be written."

Zhao Fangyi frowned immediately. "No."

"Teacher Yinuo, you should know that the foundation of our cooperation over the years is that we believe in your lyric writing ability."

"Our fans basically only recognize your lyrics and Yinmeng's music. If we suddenly add the name of an ordinary person... it will make us lose the trust of our fans and make them suspect that we are using our own traffic to promote new people."

Li Yinuo tilted her head. "Actually, I've never written lyrics for Lin Yinmeng. She hid the lyrics and music in the melody, but most people can't tell. It sounds like she's speaking bird language."

"She did it on purpose so I would hear it, to make me angry."

“Uh… well, this concerns your artistic creation, so I’m not an expert and won’t go into details.” Zhao Fangyi didn’t understand what Li Yinuo meant.

"Hmm~ You don't actually think that Lin Yinmeng wrote all those songs herself, do you?"

"Don't worry about that. I've been by Yinmeng's side the whole time. It was indeed written by her."

No, that's not it.

Li Yinuo shook her head, gave Zhang Chen a meaningful look, and then looked at Zhao Fangyi and said:

"If you're unsure, call Lin Yinmeng and ask her."

"Is this a necessary condition?" Zhao Fangyi pressed. "To be honest, I'm very disappointed with this requirement."

"Why don't you ask?" Li Yinuo said without explaining.

“...Okay.” Zhao Fangyi sighed, a hint of resentment in her eyes as she looked at Zhang Chen, before walking out to make a phone call.

Zhang Chen was still a little confused.

"Why drag me into this? I can't write lyrics."

“You can write, you can do everything.” Li Yinuo rested her cheek on her hand, staring at him intently, strands of her black hair falling down her side, unable to hide her direct and bold gaze.

"Zhang Chen, you can understand what monsters are saying, right?"

"Understood."

"Then why don't you listen to Lin Yinmeng's songs again?" Li Yinuo said, clicking on the recording link on her phone.

The next moment, a melodious tune began to play, interspersed with birdsong of various tones.

Zhang Chen was taken aback. Without the lyrics, the melody of the song was actually the language of some kind of monster...

Moreover, when translated, it not only sounds harmonious but also tells a short story.

A short story about a human falling in love with a demon.

This is also a CG of Lin Yinmeng's defeat that he recently added.

"So, I never wrote lyrics for her. She was just provoking me by deliberately letting me listen to it. She had already written the lyrics in the melody."

Li Yinuo pouted, "Zhang Chen, isn't she annoying?"

"..."

One writes stories in books, the other writes stories in songs, and then they compete with each other?

Zhang Chen imagined the scene of the two monsters stomping their feet in anger, vying for the same woman's affections.

"It's alright..."

Did you touch her body?

Li Yinuo bent her knees, placed her feet on his stomach, rested her chin on her knees, and looked at him with teary eyes.

"I do not know."

Zhang Chen couldn't stand that puppy-like gaze; it was heartbreaking to see.

"Maybe...it's just..."

"And what she wrote might not even be true, right?"

“It’s true.” Li Yinuo opened her slender hand and gently scratched his chest. “She and I are the same kind of demon.”

"Although it looks disgusting, we would never joke about something like this."

Zhang Chen watched as her ahoge (cowlick) gradually stood up, the drool dripping from her mouth, and her little pink tongue that occasionally peeked out.

He swallowed hard. "You're going to gather material now?"

"Aren't you going to comfort the dog when it's sad?" Li Yinuo asked.

"..."

Zhang Chen understood.

What does it mean for humans and transgender people to be so different? It's not just about racial differences, but also about their vastly different preferences when it comes to love and affection.

Zhang Chen still couldn't quite accept... the method of gathering materials by leading Li Yinuo around the room.

It is said that puppies can mark their owners with saliva and scent, so that even if they are thousands of miles apart, the puppies can find their owners.

Zhang Chen thought Li Yinuo was just having a fever and suggested that if she really had nowhere to vent, she could write articles that touched on the edge of decency.

However, Li Yinuo generously admitted that she had written many such books, which she kept for herself, and that Zhang Chen could take a look if he wanted.

Zhang Chen couldn't resist taking out a book to read, but he closed it as soon as he saw that the male protagonist in it shared the same name as him.

The two of them fussed around for about half an hour, and Zhang Chen ate a few rice balls along the way... Li Yinuo fed them to him with her mouth, which was quite unusual.

After eating her third rice ball, Zhao Fangyi finally arrived late, looking dejected. Her eyes were red, as if she had argued with someone and then burst into tears.

"Yinmeng said she agreed to this, and then... Zhang Chen's name will be added to the composition."

Li Yinuo had just taken off the collar around her neck and was lounging lazily on the sofa, with grains of rice from a rice ball still clinging to her lips. As if she had expected this, she said:

"Okay, please tell her again not to try anything funny, it's better for both of them."

"it is good..."

Zhao Fangyi nodded tremblingly, her eyes filled with resentment as she looked at Zhang Chen. "Um, can I take him with me?"

Li Yinuo paused slightly, looked up to examine the bright red teeth marks on Zhang Chen's neck, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Okay, remember to introduce him to Lin Yinmeng!"

Zhang Chen: "......"

Chapter 41: Bitter at First, Sweet at Last (Please continue reading~~~)

Once outside, Zhao Fangyi would rub her eyes from time to time, as if wiping away tears.

Zhang Chen followed along, but realized that Zhao Fangyi hadn't led him to the filming location at all.

Instead, they took them to the grove.

A dead end.

"You should know what I'm going to say, I'm begging you, Zhang Chen..."

Zhao Fangyi turned around, her eyes red-rimmed, and said:

"Making a music video was unnecessary in the first place. You're a fan of Yinmeng, so you know how foolish it was to do this, right?"

"I really don't want this to be Yinmeng's last time singing... Doing this will ruin her. She only has so little money left, and it might not even be enough for her future. She can't do anything else besides singing..."

"You can't create a CP (couple pairing) with ordinary people... Sigh... The composition and lyrics are all a mess, why is your name included? What did you do?!"

"I can't persuade Yinmeng and Li Yinuo. I'm begging you, please withdraw voluntarily, okay? If you want that 300,000 yuan salary, consider it something I owe you. You can write an IOU now, and I'll pay you back slowly later..."

When Zhao Fangyi mentioned money, she suddenly lost control of her emotions, squatted down, and buried her face in her hands, sobbing.

"My mother can't be saved. The 300,000 yuan that Yinmeng offered me isn't enough to save her life. Medical treatment is a bottomless pit. I don't want this money anymore; you can have it all. Half of my life's meaning is for my mother, and the other half is for Yinmeng. You can't let me lose both of them at once..."

"It was Yinmeng who helped me when I was at my most desperate. It was her songs that kept me going. Zhang Chen, I..."

"I'm not glamorous at all. Even my clothes are knock-offs, and my shoes... look, my shoes..."

Zhao Fangyi simply sat there like a duck, took off her high heels, and, like a wronged little girl, let Zhang Chen scrutinize her with his piercing gaze.