After Kissing the World-Weary Female Supporting Character [Transmigration] - Chapter 62

“Hello everyone, I am Ji Ruyue (Li Yeběi). It’s a pleasure to meet you all, and I hope we can all enjoy a pleasant experience of village life together.”

The two finished reciting their lines, one with a calm demeanor and the other with a cool arrogance. They looked around and both walked toward the empty seat next to Song Xingzi.

There was only one empty chair.

Ahem? Shuraba (Showdown)? CEO Li is pursuing Little CEO Ji, and Little CEO Ji is pursuing Song Xingzi. Tsk tsk. That’s all material for discussion, plus the capital these two brought in.

The host’s gaze was profound as he watched the scene expectantly. Then, he watched the “Wolf of Business” & “Legendary Son,” Li Yeběi, stumble, practically falling and scrambling onto Cheng Shui. The tall, muscular body pressed squarely onto the slender, handsome man, his head resting against Cheng Shui’s leg.

Cheng Shui’s “gā gā gā” laughter came to an abrupt halt, like a big white goose whose neck was suddenly seized by fate.

The cameraman and the rest of the crew: “Hahahahaha—”

Ji Han: “Hahahahaha! Oh my god, that’s hilarious!”

The honest man Yu Shun: “Heh heh.”

Song Xingzi [Inner Monologue]: See that little pebble? I put it there!

Li Yeběi stood up, his face ashen, and scanned the room. The air suddenly fell silent, with only the dā dā dā sound of Ji Ruyue’s high heels echoing in the hall.

“Long time no see.”

Ji Ruyue’s voice was husky, her gaze greedy yet restrained. She bypassed the others and sat down next to Song Xingzi.

She hadn’t seen her for many days. The Moon had to be complete, to break through the dark clouds and shine brilliantly, so she had to leave her Star for a while. If it weren’t for the dark clouds still coveting her, she might have been busy for even longer.

It was good to be here, to meet her day and night.

“Yes, Little CEO Ji, long time no see.”

The soft-boned Song Xingzi finally climbed off her suitcase, rubbing her eyes as she greeted Ji Ruyue.

It really has been a long time. I woke up in your bed this morning, after all. Counting the time, it’s been eight hours. A single day apart feels like three years, and rounding up, that’s eight years of separation.

Heh heh heh, today is also a day when I super miss Jijji!

“We’re all friends, so don’t call me so formally,” Ji Ruyue said, propping up her chin with dissatisfaction, her eyes fixed on Song Xingzi. “Call me by my nickname.”

Song Xingzi’s fair, delicate face flushed a faint pink. She called out softly, “Jijji?”

Wuwuwu, it’s new material! The scent of new Shippables! Tatas (Authors/Shippers), did you see that? Aside from the little broken drama, we have new material again!!

Ji Ruyue nodded contentedly. So easily shy.

Even if you gave Ji Ruyue three 100-megabit fiber optic links, she still wouldn’t be able to connect to Song Xingzi’s brain circuitry.

During the post-production editing, the blushing Song Xingzi’s face was overlaid with red clouds and little stars in her eyes. Next to Ji Ruyue, the scene was filled with pink bubbles, truly becoming excellent material for the Star Moon CP!

The camera truthfully recorded the new material. The host also noticed the situation here and used it to smooth things over.

“Our Xingzi and Little CEO Ji acted in a drama together, and it’s recently airing—they’re very good friends,” the host said, clutching his script to introduce the topic. “Although the other guests are meeting the two of you for the first time, you must also be friendly and help each other, because starting today, you will be spending seven days of your leisurely vacation here!”

After a brief introduction of the rules, the recording of the first day officially began.

Since there were only four permanent guests initially, aside from the two guest rooms reserved for visiting participants, the two-story self-built country house only had four bedrooms. This created a problem with allocation: two people would share a room, and the remaining two would live alone. But who would get to live alone?

This was an issue. If not handled properly, the highlight could turn into a flashpoint—the kind that might blind people’s eyes.

Therefore, to solve this problem, the production team devised a solution: the first day’s task would revolve around dividing the rooms.

“Has everyone heard the rules clearly?” The host saw everyone nod and continued briskly, “Then leave your luggage here and go start your new journey. It’s a bit of a shame, but I’ll only appear for a few seconds on the first day. Subsequent tasks will be delivered by a little messenger. Please pay attention to receiving them.”

Everyone joked and laughed, marking the formal start of the Great Room Division War.

The game rules were simple: divided into a Male Group and a Female Group. Each guest had to go around the village and say hello. It was currently 2:00 PM, and whoever could recognize/remember the most villagers by 5:00 PM and correctly match their names to their houses would win the privilege of a single large room and a luxurious dinner. As for those at the bottom, sorry, but they would not only have to share a room with a stranger but also eat plain rice.

With too many competitors and too few rewards (“too many monks and too little gruel”), the competition was naturally fierce. The group wasted no time, their long legs moving swiftly as they began a life-or-death competition (Not!).

“Oh my, everyone is so proactive.”

After the other three guests had walked far away, Song Xingzi looked at the still-motionless Ji Ruyue, smiling as she invited her, “I’m a little scared to go out and meet people alone. I get timid. If only a xiǎojiějie (Miss/Sister) could go with me.”

So cute. Cute everywhere.

A hint of a smile appeared on Ji Ruyue’s expressionless face. With her hands in her pockets, she got up and followed. “I’m quite shy too. Let’s partner up.”

Li Yeběi, whose face was iron-cold, finally recovered from the trauma of the dog-eating-shit incident. He strode over quickly. “Can I join you?”

Mādàn (Damn it), what kind of look is that idiot giving my Jijji? It’s obviously ill-intentioned!

“No, you can’t. The male and female groups are separate. Wouldn’t it count as cheating if you joined?” Song Xingzi hooked her arm through Ji Ruyue’s, protecting her like a mother hen protecting her chick. “Jijji has no life experience; I’ll guide her. You’re a big man, so just rely on yourself.”

Li Yeběi did not want to argue with Song Xingzi. He watched the two walk away, then followed them out with a cold face.

The post-production team, possessing a gossipy heart, flashed “Shuraba on Earth” across the screen and captioned Song Xingzi’s mother-hen head with “Xiǎojiějie, I’m here to protect you.”

Next to Li Yeběi, who was watching the two leave, they superimposed an animation of cold wind blowing scraps of paper, his face paired with noodle-wide tears, and the tiny figure above his head whined, “The North Wind blows, my tears fall, give me back my Xiǎojiějie!”

Whether it was the crew, the Male Lead’s grandfather, or Li Group’s shareholders, they all unanimously believed that Li Yeběi came to the show to win back Ji Ruyue’s heart, re-establish cooperation with the Ji Group, and recover his stock value. It was precisely for this reason that the shareholders agreed to let him drop his work and participate in this “village experience.”

But no one knew that Li Yeběi, tormented day and night by the same vague, forgotten-upon-waking dream, had actually come for Song Xingzi.

Just as Ji Ruyue worried, the plot was constantly trying to return to its original track.

Because the camera was filming the whole process, even if Song Xingzi wanted to hug and kiss Ji Ruyue to quench her yearning, she dared not make any large movements. Even her speech was secretive and subtle, creating a new sense of the shyness of a secret crush.

“Hey, Jijji, look at that hilltop, it’s especially short, like a steamed bun hill,” Song Xingzi walked beside Ji Ruyue, not even daring to hold hands. Her hands, having nothing to do, pointed at one thing and then another. “That family’s big rooster is so pretty. Its feathers are glossy and shiny. It must taste great pan-fried in a big iron pot.”

Song Xingzi greeted the big rooster, “You look delicious!”

The big rooster, perched on the thick fence in front of the gate, shook its bright red comb, stood tall, and clucked “gē gē gē” a few times in disdain.

“Oh! Jijji, this big rooster said I look even more delicious! Hahahahaha.”

Ji Ruyue smiled along. Song Xingzi’s hand gently brushed hers many times but dared not grasp it.

This shy Xingxing is so cute too.

“I’m telling you, the big roosters in my hometown, that hometown, were fierce. Level ten combat power. They could peck people easily. But they were handsome too. Their feathers were especially long and vivid, perfect for making shuttlecocks. If I had the chance, I’d really like to catch one for you.”

Song Xingzi leaned closer, her voice soft and sweet, carrying a sense of nostalgia and pride.

So Xingxing is a Southerner. How cute.

“Alright. I don’t know how to kick a shuttlecock yet,” Ji Ruyue held Song Xingzi’s hand. Seeing the other person’s ears immediately turn red, she whispered, “Not holding hands all the time is what would look suspicious.”

Yīng yīng yīng! Jijji is so naughty, I love it!

Song Xingzi’s mind was already conjuring up the beginning of ten thousand fanfiction novels. Her face was flushed, her heart was pounding, and she just quietly let Ji Ruyue hold her hand.

“Gē gē gē—gē gē—”

The big red rooster flapped its wings, turned away in disdain, and aimed its bright tail feathers at the two people reeking of the sour stench of romance. With a pū zī sound, it dropped a puddle of chicken shit.

Hmph, foolish mortals, only knowing how to immerse yourselves in low-level romance!

“Hahahahaha! This chicken is so profound!”

With the interruption from the big rooster, Song Xingzi’s face was no longer red, her heart was no longer pounding, and she felt like she could walk five hundred kilometers in one breath. She pulled Ji Ruyue toward the swaggering big rooster. “Gē gē. Gē gē gē, gē—”

If you relieve yourself wherever you please again, I’ll buy you, slaughter you, and pluck out all your feathers!

The big rooster immediately wilted. It fluttered its wings, jumped into its approaching owner’s arms, and buried its bright red comb in his embrace, completely still and utterly wronged.

“Little sister, what did you just talk about with my chicken? Why is it suddenly so afraid?” A middle-aged man wearing a short-sleeved undershirt stroked the rooster’s neck, utterly bewildered.

“It’s nothing. I just told it that my family’s chicken is better looking than it is!”

Song Xingzi imitated the chicken’s clucking twice more. Only then did the big rooster, with its comb drooping, return to the fence to stand guard.

“Heh heh, Big Brother, how should we address you? We’re new arrivals and aren’t familiar with the neighbors.”

“Just call me Jianguo. You’re staying in Guoqing’s house, right? The neighbors nearby are all very friendly. The two houses up front belong to my brothers, one is Jianjun and the other is Jiandang. Go say hello to them all.”

“Got it!”

Song Xingzi, with maxed-out village life skills, easily obtained the information of three villagers.

Seriously, there’s an annoying guy following behind us like a piece of sticky plaster.

Song Xingzi gave a mysterious smile and waved to the big rooster. “Gē gē gē, goodbye, Big Rooster.”

“Heh heh, Jijji, let’s head to the next stop!”

“Mhm, as you wish.”

Neither of them had the desire to compete for first place. They strolled and wandered, truly looking exactly like a “Business Trip Romance: One-Day Village Tour.”

The Male Lead, following far behind, finally reached this household.

He cast a cold look at the proudly standing big rooster. His cold glare seemed to transform into a sharp sword, turning the surroundings into an Arctic snowfield.

The big rooster trembled its wings, fluttered, and flew right onto his head, charging at him with a fierce peck. Fortunately, the cheat-enabled Overbearing CEO reacted quickly, dodged in time, and captured the audacious chicken.

But one calamity was immediately followed by another. The big rooster clucked frantically, and with a pū chī sound, dropped one on Li Yeběi’s hand.

“Damn rooster, in all these years, you are the only one who dared to treat me this way. Very well, you will be tonight’s dinner.”

Li Yeběi grabbed the rooster’s neck. The chicken let out a sharp, piercing shriek, “Gē gē gē—gē—”

Mādàn (Damn it), you big liar! You clearly said that if I helped you bully the person coming after, you would guarantee I wouldn’t be turned into dinner!

Liar! Liar! Big liar! No human words can be trusted!

In the nick of time, the owner of the house appeared. “Aiya, Chicken Boy, why did you drop that on his hand? I’m so sorry, I’m so sorry! Brother, I’m Wu Jianguo. I apologize to you. Come inside and wash your hands.”

With the camera filming from behind, Li Yeběi’s face was livid, but concerned about his public image, he could only release the audacious big rooster and follow Wu Jianguo into the courtyard to wash his hands.

It was not a total loss, though; at least he learned one villager’s name.

After he came out, Song Xingzi and Ji Ruyue had already walked a certain distance. He followed their trajectory, and strangely, such accidents continued to happen frequently.

Relying on these mishaps, Li Yeběi, the Son of the Heavenly Dao and the Overbearing CEO Male Lead, still managed to record the information of more than twenty villagers after completing the circuit.