The Beautiful but Obscure Star Is Targeted by a Scheming Movie Star - Chapter 4

“Thank you all for your love for this variety show! To learn more details, please follow our official Weibo account~,” Zhang Song continued. “Now, we will present the prizes to our winning group, while the teachers from the last group will accept their punishment.”

“After the prizes and punishments, this live broadcast will come to an end for today. See you at the same time tomorrow.”

Red High Heels: Ahhh, I can’t bear to leave!

Riding a Broom to Mars: It’s over already?

Likes Eating Ginger: Going to follow the official Weibo now, please post more videos of the teachers.

Love Brother: See you tomorrow, Brother!

Coriander Hotpot: Teacher Tang Jingran is quite humorous. Does he have a Weibo? I want to follow him.

Red High Heels: Plus one, following Teacher Tang!

Dreaming of Being a Salted Fish: I like Teacher Bai and Teacher Ying too!

Anonymous: I like our two female teachers, supporting them

Love Brother: Taotao, keep it up, we believe in you!

Driving a Tractor to the Moon: Although that last sentence felt satisfying, wasn’t it a bit harsh?

Dreaming of Being a Salted Fish: I think it was fine; Teacher Tang didn’t say anything.

Anonymous: If it was unreasonable, didn’t Teacher Tao start it first?

Driving a Tractor to the Moon: What do you mean, Taotao started it? Is it his fault if someone else can’t catch a cat?

Driving a Tractor to the Moon: Besides, there’s nothing wrong with two people trying to catch one cat, right?

Others finally realized—it turned out these were fans who couldn’t stand seeing their “Brother” get bullied, so they came out to vent.

Screaming Duck: Even if the beginning didn’t count, every time Teacher Tang went to find a cat afterward, Teacher Tao followed right behind him. Isn’t that a bit too much of a coincidence?

Dreaming of Being a Salted Fish: Yeah, and no one else said anything.

Driving a Tractor to the Moon: Is it that rare for two people to have their eye on the same cat?

Green Onion Isn’t an Onion: …

Anonymous: …, say whatever you want.

Love Brother: Everyone, please stop fighting. Taotao isn’t usually like this.

Love Brother: Apologies to everyone, please don’t argue. Crying emoji.

People didn’t originally intend to cling to this topic, and seeing the fans speak like this, they dropped it.

Zhang Song saw the discussion on the screen and walked over to Tao Shuiyuan, whispering, “Teacher Tao, about this…”

As he spoke, he held up his phone to show the scrolling comments.

Zhang Song carefully observed Tao Shuiyuan’s expression. Tao Shuiyuan had gained quite a bit of popularity over the past two years due to his film roles. Although it looked like he was intentionally competing with Tang Jingran for the cats, he did bring his own massive traffic.

Thus, Zhang Song spoke cautiously: “Teacher Tao, our variety show has a lot of heat right now, and this influence…”

It might not be good for you.

Tao Shuiyuan frowned at the comments on the phone and spoke coldly, “I know.”

“Good, good, good.”

The prizes were two fluffy kitten bag charms, and the punishment was a glass of lemon water per person.

“Alright, that concludes our variety show for today. We’ll see you tomorrow.”

The cameras were turned off.

“Hard work today, teachers. The rest of the time is yours to spend freely,” Zhang Song said before leading the staff away.

“Wait for me in the room later.” Yan Jun came over and patted Tang Jingran’s shoulder. Remembering how he couldn’t find him last time, he instructed, “Don’t run off this time.”

What do you mean by ‘run off’? When did I ever… no, when did I ever run?

Before Tang Jingran could speak, Yan Jun had already turned and left.

“Jingran, let’s add each other on WeChat.” Bai Wensheng saw that Gong Yingxiao wasn’t by Tang Jingran’s side at the moment and hurried over.

He always felt like when those two were together, other people couldn’t quite squeeze in.

“Sure.” Tang Jingran pulled out his phone.

Just as Tang Jingran was about to pull his hand back, his wrist was suddenly gripped by a slender, powerful hand. Bai Wensheng finished scanning and looked up, unexpectedly colliding with Gong Yingxiao’s expressionless gaze. The hand holding his phone trembled.

W-what’s going on?

Then, he saw Gong Yingxiao immediately switch to a smile as warm as a spring breeze the moment Tang Jingran looked at him.

Bai Wensheng: “…”

As expected of a Movie King.

“I’ll message you.” Bai Wensheng said those words and immediately bolted.

“Let’s add each other too. I’ll message you as well.” As he spoke, ignoring Tang Jingran’s protest, Gong Yingxiao picked up his own phone and scanned the QR code on Tang Jingran’s screen before it could dim.

Beep!

Tang Jingran tried to pull his hand back, but couldn’t. “Is that enough?”

As if just remembering, Gong Yingxiao spoke, “Apologies…”

Before Tang Jingran could pull back, his hand was grabbed again. “You—”

Gong Yingxiao caught Tang Jingran’s wrist and lifted it in front of his face. “Your hand is injured.”

Only then did Tang Jingran notice a thin scratch on the inner side of his left ring finger. It was likely an accidental scratch from when he was catching the cats.

“It’s fine, this little injury will—”

Before he could finish, Gong Yingxiao interrupted, “I’ll take you to get it treated.”

“—be healed in a moment.”

Tang Jingran wasn’t short; his height was a solid 180.69 cm. However, in front of Gong Yingxiao’s nearly 190 cm height, it clearly wasn’t enough.

He was effortlessly led away by Gong Yingxiao.

Gong Yingxiao pulled Tang Jingran to sit on the sofa. “Wait here for me. I’ll go get the first-aid kit.”

Watching Gong Yingxiao’s back, Tang Jingran dazed out for a moment, his heart skipping a beat.

He couldn’t even remember the last time someone had treated a wound for him.

This feeling was… strange.

Even though by the time Gong Yingxiao returned with the medicine, his wound might have already healed itself.

“Hand out.” Gong Yingxiao opened the medical box and poured alcohol onto a cotton swab. “Hurry up.”

Tang Jingran thought for a few seconds before reaching out his hand. Gong Yingxiao pinched his ring finger to apply the medicine.

At first, Tang Jingran watched his finger being treated, but soon his eyes drifted upward to Gong Yingxiao’s face.

There was only an arm’s length between them. Tang Jingran looked him over, from his smooth forehead to his taut jawline, finally letting his gaze rest on the thick, fluttering lashes.

Tsk, he really is handsome.

Thinking this, he subconsciously leaned forward a bit and sniffed with his nose.

He smells quite nice.

“You’re about to stare a hole through my face.” Gong Yingxiao picked up a band-aid and wrapped it around Tang Jingran’s ring finger.

Realizing he had been staring at the man’s face the whole time, Tang Jingran’s face heated up. Recalling how this man kept teasing him, as he withdrew his hand, he deliberately brushed his finger against Gong Yingxiao’s.

Gong Yingxiao’s hand paused slightly as he pulled back. He watched Tang Jingran’s nonchalant act and said nothing.

This was the first time Tang Jingran had ever done something like this. He looked calm on the surface, but internally he was nervous to death, staring fixedly at his own hand.

This hand sure is a hand.

Fortunately, it wasn’t long before Gong Yingxiao’s manager came and took him away.

The moment Tang Jingran entered his own room, he was nagged by Yan Jun: “Tsk, running off again.”

Tang Jingran: “…”

This is such a grave injustice.

Tang Jingran sat across from Yan Jun and asked, “What is it? What’s the matter?”

“Do you have any history with Tao Shuiyuan?”

“No, I don’t know him.”

“Alright.” Yan Jun nodded. “Even though our status isn’t as high as his, we can’t let ourselves be bullied. You did well this time.”

“Many people are speaking up for you in the comments, and a lot of people like you. Take a look at your Weibo later.”

“However, be careful with your words in the future.”

“I know.” Tang Jingran continued, “Is there anything scheduled for tonight?”

“Why?”

Bai Wensheng had just sent Tang Jingran a WeChat message saying there was a bonfire party nearby tonight and asked if he wanted to go.

Tang Jingran told Yan Jun about it.

“That’s fine, but be careful. Don’t get surrounded by crowds.”

“My Weibo is full of bot followers. Who would recognize me?”

“From now on, you’re going to be very famous.” Yan Jun laughed. “Everyone says plenty of people like you.”

“Alright, I have things to do. Go have fun.”

After Yan Jun left, Tang Jingran took out his phone and started looking at Gong Yingxiao’s WeChat.

The profile picture was a tabby cat squatting in a field of flowers, looking toward the camera with a comfortable, relaxed gaze.

Tang Jingran raised an eyebrow in surprise; he had expected it to be something like a cold architectural structure.

Then he clicked on the Moments. They were all landscape photos, but every photo featured the cat from the profile picture.

Tang Jingran originally wanted to set Gong Yingxiao’s nickname as ‘Villain with Bad Intentions,’ but in the end, he just put ‘Gong Yingxiao.’ What can he say? He, a small tabby cat beastman, was just that generous.

After editing the nickname, Tang Jingran began composing a message to Gong Yingxiao. After all, the man had helped treat his wound, and he hadn’t thanked him yet.

He was a polite tabby cat beastman; he couldn’t lose face for his kind.

By the time Gong Yingxiao’s manager, Jiang Guo, looked at his face for the third time, Gong Yingxiao finally couldn’t help but speak.

“What?”

Jiang Guo asked curiously, “Are you hot?”

Gong Yingxiao looked down at him. “No.”

“Then why are your ears so red?”

Gong Yingxiao: “…”

“Also, are you a tube of toothpaste? I have to squeeze you to get one sentence out. You weren’t pulling this straight-faced, one-word-at-a-time act when you were talking to him just now, were you?” Jiang Guo complained, “This is double standards!”

“Mhm,” Gong Yingxiao said flatly. “If you say so.”

Jiang Guo: “…”

Fine, he had known this guy’s personality for a long time; he only had himself to blame for asking.

“Fine, I’m not going to waste my breath. I came to tell you that your sister is looking for you. She wants you to meet her at Yuegang Bay tonight—the place with the terrace not far behind us.”

“You go.”

“Is she your sister or mine? It’s settled. Don’t call me unless it’s important. I’m leaving.”

Gong Yingxiao got a headache just hearing that his sister, Gong Lingya, was coming. He took out his phone to check Tang Jingran’s WeChat information.

Tang Jingran’s profile picture was a patch of catnip. Gong Yingxiao then clicked on his Moments and was nearly blinded by a long string of Caishen (God of Wealth) images.

Gong Yingxiao commented: A little money-grubber.

As he spoke, he exited the Moments and clicked on the chat box, only to find it displayed “The other party is typing…” So, Gong Yingxiao waited with great interest.

And he changed Tang Jingran’s nickname to ‘Little Money-Grubber.’

On Tang Jingran’s end, he was deleting and editing the message over and over.

“Thank you…” Delete.

“Hello, I…” Delete.

“Thanks…” Delete.

“Good handiwork…” Delete.

“Tsk, what a pain…” Delete.

Gong Yingxiao waited for a long time without receiving a message. It was interesting at first, but he gradually grew impatient and started composing a message himself.

Tang Jingran had been editing for ages and still couldn’t figure out how to start, so he decided to wait a while. Upon exiting, he accidentally double-tapped Gong Yingxiao’s profile picture.

“I patted the little cat’s head and said, ‘ Good boy.”

Tang Jingran: “!”

Before Tang Jingran could withdraw the action, a message popped up immediately.

Gong Yingxiao: What kind of message takes this long to edit?

Gong Yingxiao: Smile emoji.