After Cannon Fodder A Accidentally Marked the Cold Film Queen - Chapter 55
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Zhu Songning: “Do you have to speak this way?”
“Speak what way?”
The reaction she expected did not appear on Zhu Songning’s face at all, and even her voice was very calm.
Zhu Songning was indeed a bit strange. Sometimes she would be startled and fuss over small things, but when she truly encountered something major, she would appear exceptionally calm.
But only she knew in her heart that her brain was rapidly burning out.
Zhu Songning forced herself to remain composed, her hand movements firmly controlling Shen Qingyu, not relaxing for a moment.
“Does verbal aggression make you feel safer? Every time someone slightly touches you, you have to bristle all over like a porcupine.”
Even though Zhu Songning clearly hadn’t expressed her stance on the matter yet, Shen Qingyu had already started preparing to deal with her anger, fury, and dissatisfaction.
“Are you using sarcasm and provocation to mask your inner unease?”
Zhu Songning looked down at her. Even without seeing her back, Shen Qingyu could feel the Alpha’s gaze, which seemed to solidify into a tangible presence.
“Don’t underestimate yourself, and don’t underestimate me.”
Zhu Songning continued.
“Calm down.”
What they needed most at this moment was for both sides to calm down. And then have a good talk.
Shen Qingyu’s tightly strung body relaxed a little.
Her eyes looked at Zhu Songning’s hand propped on her desk.
“A very convincing speech, the credibility would be higher if your fingers weren’t shaking.”
Zhu Songning: “…………”
She felt things were developing in a slightly wrong direction.
From any perspective or angle, she was undoubtedly the victim.
She had been kept in the dark from start to finish, completely unaware of Shen Qingyu’s actions.
Shouldn’t she be the one who needed comforting?
Shouldn’t she be the one who felt distraught and furious?
Why did everything get completely reversed and messed up?!
Taking a deep breath, she slowly released her restraint on Shen Qingyu.
She watched as the Omega turned around. The delicate skin on her wrists was marked with a faint red trace from the hair tie that had been tied behind her.
And those clear, crystal-like black eyes looked at her, saying nothing.
Zhu Songning seemed to know where the problem lay.
Shen Qingyu possessed an animal-like intuition, capable of quickly capturing environmental changes and emotional fluctuations, as if she could sense “danger” and act directly and effectively.
This seemed more like a survival instinct for her.
“Alright.” Zhu Songning leaned back against a chair. “Although all of this sounds incredibly bizarre and not like something a normal person or good citizen would do—but, but,” Zhu Songning saw Shen Qingyu slowly straightening up and quickly continued, “I genuinely haven’t developed any idea that you’re some kind of pervert because of this.”
In her original world, she had also seen a lot.
People who immerse themselves in watching magic shows are inherently seeking extreme psychological stimulation.
Perhaps if it were anyone else doing this to her, Zhu Songning genuinely would think the person was a lunatic or a stalker.
But, if it was Shen Qingyu…
She imagined Shen Qingyu waiting every day, leaning by the window in a corner where she couldn’t see.
At that time, Jie-jie’s hair was still pure black, straight and long, cascading down both sides of her pale face and flowing over her slender shoulders, perhaps with a few strands falling onto the hand holding the camera.
Her pitch-black, colorless eyes would stare at her just like they were now. Even if the sun shone through the window, she would deliberately avoid the corner where she was.
Zhu Songning’s ears suddenly felt a bit hot, and she abruptly avoided Shen Qingyu’s gaze.
If… if that person was Shen Qingyu.
At most, it would count as their private—flirting?
Shen Qingyu looked at her, unsure if she believed her or not: “Is there anything you want to ask me?”
Zhu Songning didn’t even think: “Yes, I was thinking what position we should use tonight?”
The words tumbled out subconsciously, and the room instantly went silent after she said them.
Shen Qingyu stared at her: “Are you serious?”
Zhu Songning: “…Haha, just to lighten the mood.”
“So, you’ve really been harboring ill intentions towards me for three years?”
Shen Qingyu carefully scrutinized the expression on Zhu Songning’s face, confirming that there was genuinely no sign of disgust or revulsion, but rather an intense anticipation and curiosity, before she silently nodded.
Then, she watched the Alpha’s face. The color red rapidly spread, dyeing most of her cheeks.
Zhu Songning turned her head away and softly cursed.
She was still muttering quietly, Is this the most popular trope of the gloomy female ghost? Oh, that’s awesome.
Since falling in love, student Xiao Zhu had been diligently catching up on various knowledge, consuming hundreds of novels, both explicit and non-explicit.
She never expected such a dramatic plot from a novel to happen to her one day.
And she was the one being secretly loved.
But it actually sounded quite reasonable.
It provided a reasonable explanation and reason for Shen Qingyu’s initial actions and words.
Why she would marry her, and why she would suddenly become a mentor on the show.
And why she always… said those things that made her blush and her heart pound.
What a wonderful feeling, like turning into a bubble that would float up to the sky with just a puff.
Shen Qingyu couldn’t hear her quiet muttering, so she asked her: “What are you saying?”
“Nothing.” Zhu Songning reeled in her scattered thoughts and floating mood. “However, why did you like me?”
“As far as I know, we didn’t have any interaction before, did we?”
Shen Qingyu wouldn’t inexplicably develop such strong feelings for her; there must be some other reason behind it.
However, Zhu Songning scoured all her memories but couldn’t find any interaction with Shen Qingyu three years ago.
Except for always seeing Shen Qingyu’s face on screens.
She couldn’t help it; the Film Empress had many endorsements, and the large screen in the center of Beicheng Mall displayed Shen Qingyu’s photos 365 days a year.
In contrast, she was comparable to a small shrimp in the ocean, unknown and penniless.
Could it be—she and Shen Qingyu had known each other for a long time?
This question shouldn’t have been so difficult to answer, but Shen Qingyu remained silent for a long time.
Then she finally told her: “It’s not that I don’t want to tell you.”
Under the System’s control and surveillance, it was difficult for her to disclose everything to Zhu Songning.
The risk was too great.
Zhu Songning paused for a few seconds and said: “Alright.”
Everyone has secrets, and Shen Qingyu was no exception.
She was tolerant of other people’s secrets, but Shen Qingyu’s secret involved her.
Thinking of this, she couldn’t feel happy anymore.
She sat on the chair dejectedly, like a frost-bitten eggplant.
But she quickly cheered up again.
It doesn’t matter.
Zhu Songning was about to untie Shen Qingyu’s wrists when she saw her slipper cautiously kick System 001, which was shrinking in a corner.
“How long at most?”
001’s deep blue eyes brightened slightly. Zhu Songning seemed to see a hint of gritted teeth on its face.
After a while, it gestured a few numbers in the air with its hand.
【Thirty seconds.】
“Two minutes.” Shen Qingyu haggled with it without any politeness.
【…One minute.】
“Deal.”
001’s data briefly became scrambled. About half a minute later, a two-and-a-half-minute countdown appeared in the air.
Zhu Songning watched all this with wide-open eyes.
She felt like she was living in a highly fantastical reality.
“001 can only shield the main system for two and a half minutes at most. I’ll make it short.”
Shen Qingyu spoke quickly, shoving the information into Zhu Songning’s head all at once.
“I’m not from this world either. 001 is a bug I snuck into the system after completing a mission. I’ve known you far longer than you imagine.”
The three short sentences successfully extinguished Zhu Songning’s brain, which had been burning all night.
Wait.
I’ve treated you as a mission target for so long, and it turns out, we’re from the same place?
If Shen Qingyu was speaking the truth, did she know her in her original world?
Shen Qingyu wanted to tell her directly, but regarding their past relationship, since the System served as a mission reward, it was bound by the contract. Even with the shield, she couldn’t directly speak the words.
Seeing her hesitate, Zhu Songning decided to confess: “I came here to find someone. The clue about this person is my mission reward, and you are my mission target.”
“I know.”
Shen Qingyu didn’t expect her to admit it so quickly.
“The System gains energy by keeping the world running according to the original plot, which is why it constantly needs to bring in task performers to maintain the correct functioning of the plot.”
“So, we need to find a way to change the plot nodes, thereby reducing its control over the world.”
Having stayed here for so long, and with 001’s assistance, Shen Qingyu had roughly figured out its operation mode.
The one minute flew by quickly. After the countdown reached zero, both of them tacitly closed their mouths.
Shen Qingyu briefly shared most of the information she knew with Zhu Songning, deliberately hiding the fact that she was also carrying the pressure of a fake “Daughter of Destiny” to ensure the main system would also send Zhu Songning into this world.
“You should take some time to process this.”
Shen Qingyu decided to leave, allowing Zhu Songning to have some time to herself.
“Wait a moment.” Zhu Songning, however, grabbed the hand that was about to leave.
“We haven’t settled the score yet, where do you think you’re going, Jie-jie?”
In Zhu Songning’s hand, the photo Shen Qingyu had secretly taken of her was cleverly concealed. With a flick of her wrist, it appeared in both their lines of sight.
The Alpha’s grip on her wrist suddenly felt exceptionally hot.
Shen Qingyu smelled the sweet, cloying green floral fragrance that permeated the air.
The hand gripping her slowly moved upwards. Shen Qingyu tried to struggle but realized her wrist hadn’t been untied from the hair band yet, so she could only allow her hand to move from her wrist to her waist.
Shen Qingyu saw the photo in her hand, which, by coincidence, was exactly from the time she ran into her while throwing out the trash.
“Did a little something extra?”
Zhu Songning read out the words written on it, one by one.
“A bit hard to imagine, huh? Why don’t you, Jie-jie, re-enact the scene in front of me?”