The Fake Daughter is a Max-Level Green Tea [Transmigrated into a Book] - Chapter 63
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Chapter 63: Birthday (3)
The moment the slip of paper was revealed, Lu Chaoqing’s heart hammered against her ribs.
She remembered Du Yaqing mentioning that out of the ten slips, one or two would be “troublesome.” Was her luck really so bad that she had drawn one of them on the first try?
The Kiss Me · Pocky game was a unique variation of the classic Pocky game in this world. The rules were similar, but with a significantly higher level of ambiguity. While the standard Pocky game usually involved breaking the biscuit before making contact, this version required the players to finish the biscuit while their lips were touching—and the slower the pace, the better.
Switching mid-way was impossible since the dare had already been drawn and read aloud. Lu Chaoqing’s fans, however, didn’t mind at all. After all, there was no way their “daughter” would pick a member of the opposite sex to play this game.
Who wouldn’t want to see two beautiful girls playing a flirtatious game?
As the host smilingly announced the rules, Lu Chaoqing could clearly feel the cheers growing louder. The overwhelming applause was punctuated by mischievous screams and jeers. Countless eyes fixed on her face, refusing to miss even the slightest flicker of her expression.
Lu Chaoqing: “…” You bunch of fake fans.
Apprehension burned like a rising flame in her chest, especially when she saw Lin Chumu standing in line with Du Yaqing and the others. The repressed emotions surged forth, leaving Lu Chaoqing with no choice but to bite the bullet and face the challenge. Several industry insiders had been invited along with Lin Chumu; aside from Chen Li, most were people she wasn’t very familiar with. Ji You hadn’t made it due to scheduling conflicts, though she had sent her birthday wishes and a gift long ago.
Choosing Chen Li was out of the question, and Du Yaqing was even more impossible. After weighing her options, the only choice was Lin Chumu—who had already been scheduled to engage in “fan service” (business interaction) at this birthday party anyway. However, now that their “business” had become real, the psychological roller coaster made every movement feel exceptionally restricted.
To the sound of pleasant music, Lu Chaoqing intentionally slowed her pace as she walked toward the single biscuit sitting on the table. Her seemingly casual gaze scanned the room before finally settling on Lin Chumu. Amidst the collective gasps and cheers of the crowd, the woman in black stepped forward in her high heels, walking toward her one step at a time. The heavy thud-thud of her heels hitting the carpet struck directly at Lu Chaoqing’s heartstrings.
Under the soft stage lights, the elegant woman looked like a black swan about to take flight. The black feathers on her snowy shoulders trembled with every step. Her blue-gold collarbone chain shimmered with light, and the vivid rose carving glowed with brilliant color. Lin Chumu approached step by step, her face maintaining its usual flawless poise, but from Lu Chaoqing’s perspective, she could see the fleeting glint of a smile in the woman’s eyes.
Lin Chumu took the lead, biting one end of the long biscuit and leaving the other for Lu Chaoqing. The latter hurriedly and shyly bit down on her end. Once the host shouted “Start!”, the woman opposite her launched a fierce offensive, snapping a section of the biscuit so quickly that Lu Chaoqing nearly failed to keep up.
Lu Chaoqing had to match her rhythm, taking a step forward until she was almost pressed against Lin Chumu.
The surrounding noise seemed to fall silent in that moment. As the length of the biscuit shortened, the woman’s steady yet rapid breathing drew closer. Compared to the slightly anxious Lu Chaoqing, Lin Chumu was far more composed. Since no one stopped her, she went a step further, placing a hand on Lu Chaoqing’s shoulder and leaning her head in.
The distance between their lips reached a critical point. Under the watchful eyes of the public, Lu Chaoqing felt her face turn redder than it had ever been in her life. Every cell in her body screamed with heat; the danger of the moment reminded her irresistibly of the events from the night before.
Perhaps fueled by the courage left over from their previous sweetness, just as Lin Chumu was about to pull back slightly, Lu Chaoqing simply closed her eyes and lunged forward. Their soft lips collided unexpectedly. The last bit of the biscuit crumbled between them. They were so close that Lu Chaoqing could clearly smell the faint, lingering scent of Lin Chumu’s lip balm.
Catching a glimpse of the camera switching to a wide shot out of the corner of her eye, Lu Chaoqing shifted her position slightly. Taking the opportunity, she gave Lin Chumu’s lip a sharp, playful little nip as “punishment.” Then, the tip of her tongue lightly swept over the woman’s full upper lip, reclaiming a bit of lipstick along with the remaining biscuit crumbs.
The screams from below the stage reached a deafening crescendo.
The host was clearly satisfied with the electric atmosphere and continued the program, prompting Lu Chaoqing to take the opportunity to dance a short waltz with Lin Chumu. A snippet of the two girls dancing a ballroom waltz had already been included in the movie trailer, so it wasn’t considered a spoiler.
The soft stage lights spilled across the floor like moonlight. Lu Chaoqing in her light-colored gown and Lin Chumu as the black swan danced gracefully, their supple movements perfectly interpreting the beauty of the female form. Since it was her birthday, Lu Chaoqing wore a small crown that shimmered with different colors as she moved. The reporters present snapped photos of this scene for their birthday coverage, the constant click-click of shutters forming a dazzling backdrop for the day.
Even after most of the reporters and non-essential staff were cleared out to let the fans into the inner venue, some people were still reeling from that Kiss Me · Pocky game, unable to pull themselves together.
The internet forums were instantly flooded with posts. The hashtag #LuChaoqingBirthdayParty was quickly pushed to the top of the trending searches by her fans, and the engagement was growing at a rapid pace.
“To be honest, this is the most explosive birthday party I’ve ever seen. I hope we get more of these, hahahaha.”
“My 24K titanium-alloy eyes accurately captured the moment—their lips actually touched! They really kissed. I was in the front row, I can swear to it. It’s just a pity we weren’t allowed to take photos.”
“Sisters who were actually there, please ship them harder for me. I’m currently surviving solely on the hope of this movie’s release.”
As the popularity soared, discordant voices naturally appeared. Some questioned how two people who previously seemed to have a bad relationship could suddenly push this kind of “persona,” while others cynically mocked them, asking what future two women could have and declaring that the “ship” was destined for a Bad End.
The trainee Xia Lanlan, who saw one of these comments while scrolling in another venue, was about to argue back when she saw another headline. It surged forward with unstoppable momentum, crushing all other trending searches to hit number one. Its popularity even eclipsed the drama between two top-tier starlets occurring that same day.
The headlines “After multi-party discussions and voting, same-sex marriage is officially legal as of today” and “The ‘Same-Sex Marriage Protection Act’ goes live” sat firmly at the top spot. Weibo was so overwhelmed it even suffered a two-minute crash.