Help, My Buff Roommate is Begging to Touch my Abs - Chapter 35
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Chapter 35: Meeting the Web Novel Big Shot
Saturday.
Jin Bao’er and Zhao Yuheng got up bright and early. After breakfast, the two set off leisurely.
The school was a bit of a distance from the exchange center, and since there was a direct bus, they decided to take the bus.
At first, there were very few people on the bus, and they found a window seat. Jin Bao’er sat inside, and Zhao Yuheng sat on the outside.
“Young Master, have you ever ridden a bus before?” Jin Bao’er looked at Zhao Yuheng, who was playing on his phone, teasing him on purpose.
Zhao Yuheng turned his head and pinched this little fool’s face.
“Of course I have. My family only slowly grew big and strong in the last 10 years; I came from the countryside too, okay?” Zhao Yuheng explained, refusing to lose.
Seeing that Jin Bao’er was listening intently, he continued, “Actually, my dad came from the countryside, so my grandparents are still in the countryside. Every summer vacation and Lunar New Year, I had to go back. Back then, my family wasn’t as rich as it is now, so how could we be so luxurious as to not even take the bus?”
Jin Bao’er listened seriously to what Zhao Yuheng said. It wasn’t just because Zhao Yuheng’s voice was deep and pleasant, but more importantly, he liked watching the way this person talked.
Watching him gesture with flourish… Watching him talk about the past with arrogance and confidence… Even watching him look a bit cocky at times…
He discovered that he found every side of Heng-ge so handsome, so likable. Of course, he only kept these thoughts hidden in his heart.
“Also, let me tell you…” Zhao Yuheng was in the middle of a roll.
“Grandma, you sit in my seat.”
Zhao Yuheng suddenly stopped and stood up quickly to give his seat to an elderly lady who had just boarded. Only then did Jin Bao’er realize that the bus had become packed, and many people were standing in the aisle. He hadn’t even noticed that an elderly person was standing right next to him.
He didn’t expect that his Heng-ge, who was usually so careless and blunt, would actually pay attention to such details. Jin Bao’er felt warm inside. His Heng-ge just had a good heart, respecting the elderly and caring for the young.
Seeing this, Jin Bao’er also quickly stood up and gave his seat to another elderly lady next to him.
The carriage was jam-packed, and Jin Bao’er held the overhead ring with one hand, forced to stand right in front of Zhao Yuheng. At this moment, the distance between the two was less than two centimeters.
Zhao Yuheng was also looking down at him. A hot breath washed over his face, carrying the unique, secure scent of a man. Jin Bao’er lowered his head, feeling embarrassed, but his eyes couldn’t help but stare at the clearly protruding chest muscles of Zhao Yuheng, wrapped in a T-shirt.
Just then, the driver slammed on the emergency brakes.
“Ugh!”
The huge inertia sent Jin Bao’er lunging forward uncontrollably, his cheek pressing firmly against Zhao Yuheng’s broad, warm chest muscles.
“Unh.” A suppressed groan came from above his head.
Jin Bao’er was puzzled. He just bumped into him with his face—was it that painful?
Immediately afterward, he felt something hard in his hand. He looked down.
Ah??!!
The bottle of mineral water in his hand had, perfectly and precisely, poked against Zhao Yuheng’s… lower abdomen! It was the bottle in his hand that had been pushed up by the inertia during the sudden stop!
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry!” Jin Bao’er was scared out of his wits. He looked up at the tall guy in front of him with guilt, his cheeks red as blood.
“It’s fine, it’s fine.” Zhao Yuheng shook his head, although the tips of his ears were a bit red too. He pretended to be calm to comfort him, though his fingers gripping the handrail tightened slightly.
Jin Bao’er felt guilty the whole way. It’s over, it’s over; what if he broke little Zhao Yuheng? Although it wasn’t his own heart and treasure, it was his Heng-ge’s future! He didn’t take good care of him, and he even used a bottle to poke him! Jin Bao’er felt terrible.
What made him feel even worse was—why was it a cold beverage bottle that poked up just now? Why wasn’t it his hand?!
!!!
Damn it! God, how could you tease people like this?
Carrying this complex mood of both guilt and regret, the two finally arrived at their destination: the City Literature Writer Exchange Center.
As soon as they got off the bus, Jin Bao’er was stunned by the scene in front of him. This place and the crowded bus were simply two different worlds. The huge square was a sea of people, and everyone was wearing glamorous clothing. Huge banners hung on the outer walls of the towering buildings, with the words “Annual Web Novel Festival” shining in the sun.
“Wow…” Jin Bao’er couldn’t help but let out an exclamation, grabbing Zhao Yuheng’s sleeve tightly. “Heng-ge, there are so many people here; it’s even more grand than I imagined.”
Zhao Yuheng looked around, his brows furrowed slightly. This kind of occasion, filled with glamorous dresses and clinking glasses, was something he was accustomed to. But when he turned his head and saw Jin Bao’er’s bright, longing eyes, he didn’t feel any disdain.
He stretched out his large palm and grabbed Jin Bao’er’s shoulder, half-shielding him in his arms to block the surrounding crowded flow of people. “Hold on tight, don’t get lost in the crowd.”
At this moment, the girls around them looked over, whispering. “Is this a bodyguard? So tall and strong; which big shot brought him?”
Jin Bao’er blushed after hearing this and carefully explained: “Not a bodyguard, he’s my friend.”
Zhao Yuheng didn’t pay attention to others and walked forward with Jin Bao. Zhao Yuheng looked down at Jin Bao’er, who was like a curious baby in his arms. “I’ll call Uncle Liu Hai.”
Not long after, Liu Hai, wearing a crisp Zhongshan suit, walked out from the VIP passage.
“Xiao Gan, Xiao Zhao, over here!” Liu Hai waved enthusiastically. Before coming, the two had already been in contact with Liu Hai.
Guided by Liu Hai, the two passed through security and walked into the inner hall of the exchange center. The crystal chandeliers were dazzling, and the huge signature wall was surrounded by fans and media holding cameras. The air was filled with the scent of expensive perfume, and handsome men and beautiful women in evening gowns and suits moved through it.
Jin Bao’er shrunk his neck, feeling that his casual clothes were out of place in this environment. Just then, a woman in a fiery red long dress, wearing sunglasses, and exuding an aura of command attracted everyone’s attention. She was surrounded by a group of people, smiling elegantly at the cameras.
Liu Hai stopped and smiled at Jin Bao’er: “See that? That is the big shot I told you about, pen name ‘Hong Zhuang.’ She is a top-tier figure in the female-frequency web novel world, and her emotional writing is superb.”
Jin Bao’er’s eyes lit up instantly, and he clenched his fists nervously. “Is… is that Hong Zhuang Dada? So beautiful, and so charismatic…”
Zhao Yuheng also looked in that direction, then curled his lips in disdain and leaned into Jin Bao’er’s ear to whisper. “She has charisma, but I think she’s not as good-looking as my Jin Bao’er. Besides, writes emotional dramas? Can she be as exciting as our emotional drama?”
Jin Bao’er: “…” Heng-ge, can you please stop saying such wild, inappropriate things at a time like this!
Looking at Zhao Yuheng’s simple, honest, yet domineering expression that said, “I don’t understand you guys but I support you,” the nervousness in Jin Bao’er’s heart suddenly faded by more than half. With this 188cm hunk by his side, it seemed… he wasn’t that scared anymore.
“Let’s go, I’ll take you over to say hello.” Liu Hai smiled and led the way.
Hong Zhuang was wearing an eye-catching gown, chatting and laughing with everyone.
“Hong Zhuang, this is that very spirited little author Jin Bao’er that I mentioned to you.” Liu Hai introduced.
And Jin Bao’er nervously bowed deeply: “Hong Zhuang Dada, hello, I am a fan of your books.”
Hong Zhuang didn’t put on airs; instead, she looked at Jin Bao’er with great interest, then her gaze went past Jin Bao’er and landed on Zhao Yuheng, who was standing behind him like a mountain.
“Yo, Brother Liu Hai, you didn’t tell me that the little friend you brought has such high specs. Is this a self-contained material library?”
After hearing this, it took Liu Hai a while to figure it out, and he just responded politely. Only Jin Bao understood, and he could only lower his head awkwardly.
Just then, Jin Bao’er prepared his little gift and was about to give it out when Zhao Yuheng suddenly took out a huge, beautifully packaged box from behind his back. Jin Bao didn’t even know where he got it from.
“Jin Bao’er said you are a big shot and wanted to give you a greeting gift. This is something I asked someone to get, wild…”
He didn’t think too much and opened it directly. Inside was a huge piece of Changbai Mountain ginseng.
The whole room went silent.