I was exposed for adding my female boss to my group of female friends.

"So, what is your daily life like?"

Jiang Xinhai looked up, thought for a moment, and said, "It's just like an ordinary person. If I don't go to school, I can just stroll around the streets every day."

Is that so?

"In this kind of weather, I just swim at home. Oh right, I also learned to play golf last year."

"...Is this normal?"

Jiang Xinhai blinked her sparkling eyes: "And you? What are you like?"

“My family is very poor. We live in a village where there is no electricity or running water. We cook with firewood and can’t even afford eggs because we have to sell them to pay for my schooling.”

"You're lying to me again." Jiang Xinhai didn't believe it at all.

"I'm not kidding you."

Jiang Xinhai asked, "Where did you learn music?"

"Self-taught." Chen Ya finished his pancake and threw the wrapper on the table.

Jiang Xinhai was even less convinced.

Chapter 128 Indirect Kiss

After chatting for a while, Jiang Xinhai gradually realized that Chen Ya was just like himself, an 18-year-old teenager in his adolescence.

It was a strange feeling; at first, her impression of him was just that he was the author of "Too Softhearted".

Before meeting Chen Ya, she always thought the author of "Too Softhearted" must be a middle-aged man.

Now that the real person was standing in front of her, watching his every move, she still felt that the situation was quite upside down, and she couldn't connect the person in front of her with the person she had imagined.

Chen Ya noticed her gaze: "Why are you looking at me?"

"It's nothing, it's just that you're quite different from what I imagined." Jiang Xinhai lowered his head and ate his noodles, feeling a little embarrassed.

Chen Ya was a little surprised: "What kind of person do you imagine me to be?"

"Gentle, sentimental, wears plaid shirts, and a bit infatuated," Jiang Xinhai said. "I never expected you to be like this."

Chen Ya looked at the beautiful girl in front of him, wearing a baseball cap and with black hair like a waterfall under the night sky, and suddenly smiled and asked:

"So what do you think of me?"

"It's just pretty unreliable."

"Does wearing a plaid shirt mean you're reliable?" Chen Ya laughed even harder.

"At least it's more reliable than you are now."

As she spoke of this, she recalled the way he and Daolang, the two sneaker-wearing brothers, danced wildly in the house, and the yak jerky and the teeth marks on it, and couldn't help but shudder.

Wait, could it be that Dao Lang was actually influenced by him to become like that?

Chen Ya leaned back slightly, seemingly wanting to rest against the chair back, but then realized there was no backrest, so he sat up straight and said:

"You're not what I imagined either."

"What do you imagine me to be like?" Jiang Xinhai quickly looked up.

“I imagine you to be a fairy,” Chen Ya said.

"Am I not a fairy?"

Jiang Xinhai naturally uttered some very arrogant words.

Chen Ya shook her head: "It's much more down-to-earth than I imagined, like a girl next door."

"Humph."

Jiang Xinhai wanted to say who his sister was, but worried that he would be accused of being "arrogant" again, so he remained silent.

But after a while, she looked up and asked, "What do you think of me in real life?"

Although she never admitted it, she was actually quite curious about the impression she left on Chen Ya.

"She may seem unapproachable from a distance, but she has a very easy personality. She is proud and competitive, but she is not annoying and is quite cute."

"Humph."

Jiang Xinhai wasn't 100% satisfied with this evaluation, but he was 98% satisfied.

Chen Ya asked, "Does my assessment meet your expectations?"

“Although you didn’t see the whole picture of me, I can barely agree with what you just said.” Jiang Xinhai put down his chopsticks. “I still want to eat something.”

"Eat if you want."

Jiang Xinhai's face showed worry. Even though she was Jiang Xinhai, she was still worried about gaining weight.

"I want to eat that lotus leaf sticky rice chicken."

Chen Ya said, "That's very filling. It doesn't look big, but you definitely can't finish it all by yourself."

Jiang Xinhai said, "I just want to eat it."

"You've never eaten it before?"

"I've never eaten it."

Chen Ya shrugged. She wanted to eat, and he had no right to stop her.

The two walked out, through the crowd, and bought her favorite snacks. She blew on her hands while opening the lotus leaf to blow away the fragrant steam.

She regretted it after only two bites.

Just as Chen Ya said, it was very greasy and filling.

"I don't want to eat anymore," Jiang Xinhai said.

Chen Ya walked with her back to their rented room: "Wasting food."

"What should I do?" Jiang Xinhai said. "I can't eat another bite."

"Throw it away."

Jiang Xinhai turned to look at him: "Aren't we wasting food?"

"Didn't you say you couldn't eat? There's no way to keep this food, and there's no refrigerator in the rented apartment."

Jiang Xinhai shoved the lotus leaf-wrapped sticky rice chicken into Chen Ya's hand: "You eat it."

Chen Ya held the food the young lady handed him in both hands, somewhat taken aback: "I'm going to eat this?"

"To avoid wasting food, didn't you say that?" Jiang Xinhai said mischievously, squinting his eyes. "Then you should eat it. You're a boy, you probably won't be full after just one set of jianbing guozi, right?"

Chen Ya handed the sticky rice chicken to her and said, "You're the one who told me to eat this, so don't complain later."

Jiang Xinhai, with his hands behind his back, said, "Go ahead and eat. I have no objection."

Chen Ya put the snack to his mouth, ate it in a few bites, and finished it quickly. He threw the packaging into the roadside trash can, then came back and clapped his hands.

Jiang Xinhai was a little taken aback, and stared at him with his mouth open.

He actually ate it! And he even ate the part that Jiang Xinhai had just eaten!

There was even a little bit of her saliva on it!

"Why are you looking at me like that? Didn't you make me eat?" Chen Ya patted his stomach. "To be honest, I'm not full. I feel a little bad because I spent your money."

Jiang Xinhai said in a low but urgent voice, "Don't you feel disgusted?"

“What’s so disgusting about that?” Chen Ya said. “According to a US study, each exchange of saliva is worth $26.”

"How was the $26 figure calculated? And what's the value of exchanging saliva?"

"I don't know either. Maybe it's the exchange of bacteria in saliva that makes the body's balance more stable," Chen Ya shrugged.

"Uh..." Jiang Xinhai felt disgusted by what he was being told.

She thought Chen Ya would be very resistant and was ready to enjoy his expression.

Now that he's so relaxed, it's as if he's the one who's at a disadvantage.

Chen Ya laughed and said to her, "You seem to have underestimated your own looks. How could the drool of a beauty like you disgust me?"

"Uh... are you a pervert?"

"How is this perverted? Think about it, when you kiss someone, you exchange saliva, it's just saliva, what's there to be disgusted about?"

Jiang Xinhai automatically took two steps away from him. She was now starting to wonder if it was dangerous for her to get so close to a man who was practically a stranger.

Think about it carefully, wasn't that just an indirect kiss?

“When I was in the village, I would get licked by cows and sprayed in the face with saliva by alpacas. I’m immune to your saliva now.”

The slight excitement that Jiang Xinhai had managed to muster in his heart vanished in an instant.

When the two returned home, Jiang Xinhai took off his mask, hat, and other protective gear, fanned his face with his hand, and said:

"I already memorized the lyrics of 'Red Bean' during class."

“Great, but we won’t sing ‘Red Bean’ tonight,” Chen Ya said.

"Ok?"

The other person handed over an open notebook, with handwriting identical to that in "Red Bean," bearing the words "Encounter."

"what is this?"

"A new song," Chen Ya said.

"You wrote this today? Only one day?"

"Hmm." Chen Ya nodded. "How much longer will it take to write a song?"

Jiang Xinhai looked at the notebook in his hand with a hint of sadness.

Her impression of Chen Ya as "unreliable" deepened even further.

Chapter 129 Stinky Feet

Chen Ya understood the expression on her face and said, "Don't overthink it. Listen to me, this song is different. It requires higher skills. If you can sing this song, you can master all the songs on the album."

Jiang Xinhai glanced down at the sheet music and said, "It's less than two octaves at most, I don't think it's difficult."

Chen Ya walked over, took the notebook, pointed it out to her, and said:

"You see, it's precisely because there's no technique for hitting high notes that the entire verse is very low and the chorus doesn't have any particularly exciting ups and downs. To sing with tension, you need an extremely high level of emotional control, which only a true diva can do."

Jiang Xinhai glanced at him sideways: "Isn't it a bit too early to ask me for favors in the future?"

"I won't work with you if I can't become a superstar," Chen Ya said.

Chen Ya went to the kitchen and took a cup from the cupboard: "Would you like coffee?"

"I will become a superstar."

Jiang Xinhai was in another room, stomping his feet at Chen Ya in the kitchen.

"What did you say?"

"I will become a superstar!"

"Oh." Chen Ya smiled, but she didn't see it.

Jiang Xinhai felt underestimated, so he grabbed Chen Ya's notebook, kicked off his sandals, squatted on the sofa, and started looking at the lyrics.

Perhaps provoked by Chen Ya, or perhaps because she had been practicing sheet music a lot these past few days, she actually understood the song very quickly.

"I heard winter leaving~"

I woke up in a certain month of a certain year…

Chen Ya came out of the room, drinking coffee as he said, "You're not singing it right. It should be both rhythmic and continuous."

"What do you mean?"

"I'll accompany you on the instrument and sing it with you in a bit."

On the blue star in Chen Ya's previous life, the song "Encounter" was a representative work of Stefanie Sun, a "niche singer".

It has a simple structure, concise lyrics, a cheerful tone, and a beautiful melody.