#Starstruck Moments premieres today!#
#Shen Siyi follows Song Nianxing#
#Jiang Jingzhe unfollows Song Nianxing, seemingly loathes him#
#Seeking a guide to getting Song Nianxing out of showbiz#
[Waaah, Starstruck Moments is finally airing!! We've waited forever. Too bad they didn't make Song Nianxing leave.]
[Is the production team blind? Can't they see our boycott of Song Nianxing? Why won't they kick him off?]
[Why did Shen Siyi follow Song Nianxing? Did his finger slip?]
[Obviously his finger slipped. As if Song Nianxing deserves it.]
[But it's been a whole morning since he followed Song Nianxing... shouldn't he have unfollowed if it was an accident? And out of all the guests announced so far, Song Nianxing is the only one he's followed.]
[The person above must be one of Song Nianxing's brain-dead fans. That desperate to latch onto Shen Siyi? Our Brother Yi is just a decent person who feels sorry for certain people.]
Comments flooded the Starstruck Moments livestream.
As Song Nianxing watched, his manager's slightly mocking voice rang in his ears.
"I don't even know why you keep pestering Jiang Jingzhe. Great, now you're trending because everyone's trashing you again. Is Jiang Jingzhe someone you can associate with now? He became a sensation overnight. What the hell are you? Luckily, Best Actor Shen is nice enough to follow you and make you look a little more respectable. And this show, honestly-you actually managed to pester your way onto it. Behave yourself, and don't cause me trouble!"
The RV stopped outside a riverside villa. Song Nianxing nodded numbly, murmured an answer, then opened the door and stepped out.
Seeing the camera moving toward him, Song Nianxing couldn't help feeling nervous. Dragging a suitcase in one hand, he reached the villa's entrance. The moment he stepped through the door, he saw Jiang Jingzhe and Qiu Bailu engrossed in conversation.
Hearing the noise, both turned toward the entrance.
At the sight of Song Nianxing struggling, Jiang Jingzhe instinctively knitted his brows, his body leaning forward and starting to rise before he could stop himself.
But Qiu Bailu glanced over at him because of that movement, forcing him to sit back down. His fingers gripped the sofa's armrest until his knuckles went white, and all he could do was snap at Song Nianxing:
"I really don't get why you had to bring so much stuff."
He knew perfectly well how weak he was. Before, I was always the one carrying it for him.
Now that I'm not helping him, he still dared to bring this much. What an idiot!
Qiu Bailu raised his brows. After looking away from him in satisfaction, he turned to Song Nianxing too, a subtle curve forming at the corners of his lips.
"Maybe Nianxing is more particular. He has to bring all his makeup and skincare, so he has more stuff. I'm not like that-I'm pretty easygoing. But Nianxing, you really did bring a little too much. It's more than both of ours put together."
The livestream comments immediately chimed in.
[Lulu is way too tactful. Particular, my ass. He's just a damn poser. Just seeing Song Nianxing annoys me. With all that stuff, anyone who didn't know better would think he was moving his whole house here.]
[Oh, please. I can't be bothered to roast him, but thanks for giving me another moment for our "Zhe-Lu, no panic" ship. Does anyone understand how much weight Lulu's "you" and "we" carry!!]
[I caught that too!! As soon as Song Nianxing came in, our Jiang Jingzhe got up, then sat closer to Lulu, hahaha. Isn't that clearly a warning to Song Nianxing that he's got a "wife," so stay away?]
[Exactly, exactly. Listen to his tone. He absolutely can't stand Song Nianxing.]
[The production team sure knows how to arrange things, making him come in third. A real "third party."]
Hearing Jiang Jingzhe's icy tone, Song Nianxing's pupils involuntarily contracted, and the hand holding his luggage bag began trembling uncontrollably. He hurriedly bit down hard on his lower lip, afraid he would start crying again.
He hadn't actually wanted to bring so much.
But new environments easily triggered a stress response in him and kept him from sleeping well. Only familiar things could give him a little sense of security.
Jiang Jingzhe knew that about him...
Remembering his manager's instructions just now, Song Nianxing lowered his eyes. "Sorry, I..."
"What's there to apologize for?" That voice, already somewhat familiar, came from behind him, and immediately afterward, Song Nianxing felt the weight lift from his hand.
Turning and looking up, he found Shen Siyi smiling at him. "I think... Nianxing just brought a few more familiar things so he could get a good night's sleep, right?"
As Shen Siyi finished speaking, stormy waves surged through Song Nianxing's heart.
Shen Siyi understood me!
Jiang Jingzhe's brows also drew a little tighter at those words.
Because back when he and Song Nianxing had first joined the company and moved into the dorm, Song Nianxing's stress response to the unfamiliar environment had left him unable to sleep for a long time.
Only after Jiang Jingzhe kept him company, soothed him, and made numerous trips to their old rental to bring over plenty of things had Song Nianxing gradually been able to settle down and rest for a while.
I'd actually forgotten, and just now I even...
But how did Shen Siyi know? A guess?
Before anyone inside could react, Shen Siyi was already walking in, carrying Song Nianxing's luggage bag in one hand and pushing his own suitcase with the other.
Song Nianxing hurried after him, thanking him over and over.
Jiang Jingzhe and Qiu Bailu immediately stood to welcome him too.
"Senior Shen, please sit in the middle." Qiu Bailu made room, his face wreathed in an ingratiating smile.
Jiang Jingzhe glanced at him, his gaze cooling imperceptibly.
"No need." Shen Siyi didn't look at either of them, only turning to Song Nianxing. "Nianxing, where would you like to sit?"
Song Nianxing shuddered at being addressed. With all three of them staring at him, he moved somewhat stiffly to a corner of the sofa.
"I'll sit here..."
Shen Siyi raised his brows and said, "All right," then walked over beside him. "Everyone, sit down. We'll be spending the next few months together, so there's no need to be so stiff and formal."
As he spoke, he sat down first.
Looking at the space Shen Siyi had left him, Song Nianxing couldn't help pressing his lips together.
Did Shen Siyi ask where I wanted to sit so he could sit with me?
Was he worried I'd feel lonely and awkward sitting in the corner alone?
He even helped carry my luggage bag just now.
Sniffling, his nose a little damp from being moved, Song Nianxing sat down too.
The space Shen Siyi had left him wasn't particularly roomy, only just enough to sit in. In such close quarters, their arms occasionally pressed and brushed against each other, and Song Nianxing could clearly smell the woody fir fragrance on Shen Siyi.
Song Nianxing was already somewhat familiar with that scent. It had been on the plush toy Shen Siyi gave him, and there when he wiped his tears yesterday. But it had been strongest during that night's tangled, reckless intimacy...
Images surfaced in fragments in his mind. Song Nianxing's ears flushed red, and he wished he could immediately curl himself into a ball.
By now, the comments had erupted.
[Wait, helping Song Nianxing carry his luggage is one thing, but Shen Siyi asked where he wanted to sit, then went and sat with him?]
[Something's not quite right... Shen Siyi, please don't be blind.]
[Absolutely impossible. First of all, Shen Siyi is definitely straight. Second, he's only helping Song Nianxing again and again because he's nice. That has to be it!]
[Exactly. How could Shen Siyi possibly be interested in Song Nianxing? He's just showbiz's resident good guy.]
But the sight of Song Nianxing nestled obediently beside Shen Siyi was painfully jarring to Jiang Jingzhe.
Because Song Nianxing had once shown that side of himself only to him. At the thought, Jiang Jingzhe unconsciously clenched his hand into a fist.
Catching sight of his hand out of the corner of his eye, Qiu Bailu immediately gave a quiet, mocking laugh. Leaning closer, he said, "We're live, you know. You'd better keep your expressions in check. Just like when I went to flatter Shen Siyi-what would happen if the audience caught that disapproving look of yours?"
Jiang Jingzhe ground his back teeth and forced a smile, leaning closer too. "Don't worry. Even if the audience caught my expression just now, they'd only think I was jealous because you were being nice to Shen Siyi~ Worry less. It ages you~"
The corners of Qiu Bailu's smiling lips twitched a few times. He glanced at the comments displayed on the screen.
[Aaaah, "Zhe-Lu, no panic" is killing me. They're getting this close even with the cameras on. Who knows how close they get without them?]
[What naughty things are our two babies whispering about? I'm so curious.]
[It must be because Lulu's smile at Best Actor Shen was so pretty that our Brother Zhe got jealous. Now he's saying some unspeakable things to tease Lulu. Just look at Lulu's bashful smile and you'll know.]
After just one glance, Qiu Bailu's smile became even more strained.
Jiang Jingzhe, however, raised his brows smugly. "Oh, and one more thing. It's not you flattering Shen Siyi that I can't stand. No matter what you do, I. Can't. Stand. You. Also, there really isn't anything in this world that can make me lose my self-control."
The instant he finished speaking, the show's PD's voice sounded through the villa right on cue.
"Welcome, our four male guests, guests, to the Starstruck Moments dating house. The other two male guests and two female guests will arrive at the house tonight."
"As a celebrity dating reality show centered on adult-oriented content and a high degree of freedom, we'll now be surveying our guests' romantic histories."
"May I ask whether each of you is sexually attracted to men or women?"
"How many times have you had sex?"
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