【Qi Yu Super Topic】
【@Mìtáng Qíngshū-QY: |30 Days of Cohabitation Life Arrival| The little Captain was a tiny bit later than Keke. They both dressed warmly today, good girls.】
In the photo, Qi Ke was wrapped in a long, light pink down jacket, a beret pinned to the back of her head, revealing ears tinged with a faint red. She waved at her fans, her eyes curving into crescents.
Song Yushi was dressed a little lighter, her long, curly hair resting on the collar of her light-colored coat. The floral embroidery on the collar was faintly visible, adding a touch of gentleness.
She, too, wore a hat—a red knit cap with a pom-pom that dangled and swayed playfully as she walked.
【Ah, why are they both wearing hats? Is this the tacit understanding between a little couple?】
【Hahahaha, I’m more curious if they’ll discuss yesterday’s news. Even though it was debunked, it was hilarious. I wonder if Sister saw it! Sister: I didn’t know you had such thoughts?】
【The little couple is meeting again, sob sob sob. I’m bringing out my favorite topic again #TheHappiestQiYuCPFansInTheWorld#】
【Speaking of which, doesn’t Sister always arrive half an hour early? Why was she later than Keke today? Did Keke arrive early? Keke! Why did you go so early!】
【What else could it be? Eager to see her girlfriend (not)】
At the recording site for 《30 Days of Cohabitation Life》.
Song Yushi still arrived early. When she learned that Qi Ke had already arrived and even collected the task card, she was surprised. “Why did she get here so early?”
Qi Ke’s assistant, who hadn’t left yet, explained from off-camera, “She was busy with her new album and accidentally pulled an all-nighter, so she came over early to catch up on sleep.” She added in a low voice, “Teacher Song, please be a little quieter later. Let her sleep a bit more.”
Song Yushi nodded thoughtfully.
Normally, when the show aired, this exchange would be included. With soothing music playing, the camera would slowly pan to the third-floor bedroom, focusing on the soundly sleeping Qi Ke, accompanied by a few touching lines: Hardship and fatigue, all for the sake of presenting a better work.
It would also serve as a tear-jerking and fan-pitying moment.
Song Yushi had thought it would be like that. So she tiptoed to place her luggage in the living room, then quietly opened the bathroom door. When she saw Qi Ke sitting on the toilet playing with her phone, her mood was: “…”
Qi Ke also: “…”
Song Yushi: “Why didn’t you lock the door?”
Qi Ke: “?”
Is that the point? Did you lock it when you showered last time!
But Song Yushi just stood there, waiting for an explanation. Seeing her silence, Song Yushi let out an “ah.” “Because you weren’t using the toilet.”
Qi Ke: “…” So you could see!!!
Song Yushi was puzzled. “Then what are you doing hiding in the bathroom?” After a pause, as if she suddenly remembered something, she asked, “Are you on your burner account arguing with anti-fans again?”
Qi Ke: “…”
Back when Sweet Day was at its peak, along with the fans came negative comments. Sister Ming told them not to look, not to listen, and to just accept the love. But young people are young people; they love to surf the internet, and searching for themselves on the public square was something they couldn’t resist.
Some people, like Song Yushi, would just look and move on. Others were not like that. They had a short fuse, couldn’t stand the slightest grievance, and would open a burner account to confront the haters. That was Qi Ke.
Qi Ke stubbornly said, “I wasn’t.”
Song Yushi held out her hand.
Qi Ke: “What for?”
Song Yushi wiggled her fingers. “Let me see your phone.”
“Why should I show you?” Qi Ke pulled her phone into her arms and blurted out, “You’re not my girlfriend!”
Song Yushi: “…”
Qi Ke: “…” Dammit, I said the wrong thing.
Song Yushi walked over. Qi Ke’s heart tightened. Just as she was trying to figure out a way to hand over her phone without losing face, she heard Song Yushi say, “Get up.”
Qi Ke: “?”
Song Yushi: “If you’re not using the toilet, what are you sitting here for?”
Qi Ke: “…”
Qi Ke stood up and started to walk out, but she suddenly stopped and explained, “I was reasoning with them.”
“…And then?”
“And then I used my real name in my own fan square, got flamed by both fans and haters, was reported, and now I can’t post for seven days.”
“…”
Qi Ke heard Song Yushi chuckle.
It must be a beautiful sight.
She thought.
Since Qi Ke arrived early, she was the first to draw a task card in the first-floor hall. As it turned out, her luck was terrible, and she drew one she didn’t like.
Song Yushi opened the task card: “Share a candlelight dinner. Requirements: Personally buy groceries, cook, and decorate. The budget is one hundred yuan. If insufficient, guests may earn money through legal means. The task must be completed by ten o’clock tonight.”
Qi Ke slammed the table in anger. “One hundred yuan! You can’t even buy a decent bottle of red wine!”
She flicked the camera in front of her, pushed her face up to the lens, and asked the director, “Director, can I use a credit card?”
After a moment, the camera slowly shook its head.
Qi Ke: “Heh!”
Song Yushi was still looking at the money in the envelope. Without looking up, she asked, “Then is cash okay?”
Qi Ke stared expectantly at the camera. Half a minute later, all the cameras in the living room, big and small, shook their heads in unison, shattering Qi Ke’s dream of a French feast like a bunch of rattle drums.
Song Yushi also sighed regretfully. “A pity.”
She pursed her lips and said, “Let’s go to the supermarket. One hundred yuan is enough for three dishes and a soup. Oh—” She tapped her head. “Remember to buy candles.”
At first, Qi Ke didn’t think much of it, but with Song Yushi’s description, an image instantly formed in her mind.
Isn’t this… like the power suddenly going out in the middle of a meal, so you light a candle and bravely continue eating?
Just thinking about it felt incredibly bleak.
Qi Ke shook her head firmly. “No way. If we’re going to eat, we’re having a grand meal. Let’s go earn some money!”
Song Yushi thought for a moment. Qi Ke had already walked over, half-squatting in front of her, and said in a low voice, “The production team wants us to work part-time, otherwise they wouldn’t have said that on the task card. You don’t film reality shows often, so you don’t know. We’re lucky; other reality shows have actual scripts.”
Song Yushi had a sudden realization.
Qi Ke calmly said to the nearest camera, “Cut this part out, thank you.”
Her proficiency was heartbreaking.
Song Yushi held back a laugh, pretending to think for a moment before saying, “Alright then, let’s go work part-time. What should we do? Busking on the street?”
Qi Ke’s eyes lit up. “That could work!”
But the idea was rejected by the production team.
The reason: They couldn’t reveal their identities, as it would easily cause a crowd to gather.
“However—” the director said, “I do have two jobs here. If you’re willing, I can help make an introduction.”
Song Yushi & Qi Ke: “What is it?”
“A friend of mine just opened a restaurant and is short on people to hand out flyers and wash dishes. You can each pick one. The pay for a day’s labor is five hundred yuan.”
Qi Ke: “That’s it?”
Song Yushi: “That much?”
They spoke in unison, with two different perspectives.
Qi Ke looked at Song Yushi in surprise. “Is that a lot?”
Mindful of the camera, Song Yushi resisted the urge to roll her eyes at her and nodded. “The market rate should be one hundred, and that’s for a full day.”
Qi Ke: “…Earning money is so hard.”
The director cleared his throat appropriately and explained, “After all, when the show airs, it will definitely increase the restaurant’s exposure. The extra amount can be considered an advertising fee.”
Hope ignited in Qi Ke. “Then how about one thousand each?”
Director & Song Yushi: “Please know when to stop.”
Qi Ke: “…”
【Breaking news! 《30 Days of Cohabitation Life》 is filming outdoors! I saw Chen Sheng in the countryside for poverty alleviation…? Uh, how did this happen?】
【Raising my hand, I saw the little couple at a nursing home.】
【Person above, be clear, which little couple?】
【The real couple!!!】
【Damn! How come there’s no news about Qi Yu? A nursing home, poverty alleviation in the countryside… knowing the production team, they wouldn’t have sent our Qi Yu to a kindergarten, would they? Raising kids together, I’m dying from shipping them!】
【Am I the only one who saw Qi Yu? Location: Longxing Street. I saw Song Yushi, she was handing out flyers on this street. She was bundled up pretty tightly! I almost didn’t recognize her, but her eyes are too beautiful. She’s so, so beautiful in person. I don’t know what Qi Ke is doing. Hahaha, she’s not washing dishes, is she?】
Qi Ke… was actually washing dishes.
Qi Ke had never experienced hardship and had no concept of either job. After weighing her options for a long time, she couldn’t figure out which was more tiring, so she had to ask Song Yushi.
Song Yushi thought for a moment and said, “Washing dishes.”
Qi Ke said cheerfully, “Then I’ll wash dishes!”
Song Yushi: “?”
Qi Ke put an arm around her shoulder, ruffled her hair, and said dotingly, “In any case, I can’t bear to let our Captain do dirty, tiring work.”
Song Yushi chuckled. “That’s what I was thinking too.”
Qi Ke let out an “ah,” then realized. “You thought I was asking to find the easier one, didn’t you! Am I that kind of person? Of course, I’m sacrificing myself for the Captain!”
Song Yushi rolled her eyes at her.
An upward glance, as if feigning anger yet coquettish, very alluring.
For that one look, Qi Ke thought, washing dishes was worth it!
Half an hour later.
Qi Ke: “If I were the restaurant owner, I would definitely buy an automatic dishwasher!”
Then she wiped away non-existent tears and continued washing, her soul gone by the end.
The restaurant didn’t have cameras installed beforehand, so a follow PD was filming her. Qi Ke was a chatterbox, babbling on and on until the follow PD was about to fall asleep. Then she wiped her hands and said, “I’m going to check on the Captain!”
Handing out flyers in winter wasn’t as hard as in summer, but the temperature in Yunzhou City had dropped sharply in recent days, requiring one to walk around from time to time to keep from freezing. After being recognized by a passerby, Song Yushi had proactively changed into a mascot costume. With the face of a cute and clumsy little bear, she wobbled around, working diligently.
Suddenly, a hand reached out and took a flyer.
Song Yushi looked up. Qi Ke was very close to her, her eyes filled with undisguised curiosity. After confirming with the production team that this was indeed Song Yushi, she cupped the mascot’s face.
Song Yushi: “…”
May I please say “get lost”?
The mic clipped to her collar told her: You may not.
So she could only endure it. She said in a low voice, “Qi Ke, don’t mess around.”
Qi Ke laughed heartily. “It really is you. You’re so cute, little bear.”
Song Yushi: My reputation is ruined.
After getting her fill of the novelty, Qi Ke stopped teasing her. She opened her palm and held it out, getting to the point. “Look at this.”
Through the mascot’s glass eyes, the colors weren’t clear. Song Yushi saw a SpongeBob SquarePants band-aid on the palm of Qi Ke’s left hand, looking pitiful with its crying face. Qi Ke also played the victim. “I’m so miserable. The dishes were hard enough to wash, but I also broke one. Not only did I have to pay for it, but I also got hurt.”
Song Yushi heard herself ask, “Does it hurt?”
“It hurts. How could it not hurt?”
Song Yushi was silent for a long time.
Just when Qi Ke thought her pity-play had failed, the little bear mascot suddenly bent down clumsily, its fluffy face touching her finger.
Qi Ke: “What’s wrong?”
Where no one could see.
Song Yushi gently blew on her wound.
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