Chapter 53: Immortal Couple

Ji Chenxuan deeply regretted choosing a female character, but then again, if it had been a male character… wouldn’t it have been even weirder to cause trouble in the livestream?

He tried to sort through his chaotic thoughts and was about to explain when he noticed Xiao Chi still staring blankly at his chest, which made him feel somewhat embarrassed: “Stop looking, the default body type in the game is like this, I didn’t customize it…”

“Huh?” Xiao Chi blinked, “I meant the decorations on your clothes… What are you talking about?”

“…” Ji Chenxuan had no words to respond.

“Oh!” Xiao Chi seemed to realize, looking enlightened, “So you have a cross-dressing fetish.”

“…I don’t!”

Taking advantage of the umbrella’s cover, Xiao Chi quietly lowered his gaze to a 45-degree angle, his eyes scanning up and down Ji Chenxuan’s body, and said faintly, “Don’t you think something feels a little… chilly?”

Ji Chenxuan felt incredibly awkward, avoiding Xiao Chi’s gaze while trying hard to maintain a calm facade: “It’s just a game.”

But Xiao Chi gave him a thoughtful look: “It’s fine, I understand. I won’t mind.”

Ji Chenxuan nearly bit his tongue. What do you understand?!

He emphasized each word carefully: “I don’t have a cross-dressing fetish.”

Xiao Chi raised an eyebrow: “Then why did you choose a female character?”

Ji Chenxuan squinted at him for a long moment before suddenly giving a sly smile. He swiftly lifted the light feather umbrella that was blocking their heads!

Their intimate posture was now completely exposed to the gaze of countless viewers on major livestream platforms.

Xiao Chi opened his mouth in surprise, but before he could speak, Ji Chenxuan was already one step ahead. He wrapped his arms around Xiao Chi’s neck, yanked away the obstructing veil, and then bit down hard on his cheek!

“For doing this!”

Xiao Chi: “!!!”

The audience: “What the heck???”

Ji Chenxuan looked like a victorious general, proudly admiring the dazed expression on Xiao Chi’s face. It was a mixture of mild embarrassment and joy, with eyes that shone more brightly than the most exquisite jewels in the world.

As the storyline progressed, the demonic snake cave finally collapsed completely. The intense battle between the fallen goddess and the Teng Snake reached a fever pitch and then abruptly stopped, leaving the outcome uncertain. The trial livestream of The Celestial Fairy officially came to an end!

All of the global livestream platforms switched to the video promotional clip, but not a single comment on the barrage was about the game’s plot. Every single comment was focused on the explosive final scene:

“What’s up with that woman?! How dare she forcefully kiss our Xiao Chen?!”

“I came here to watch the game, not to eat dog food!”

“Can rich women really do whatever they want?”

“How much did this rich woman pay for this game? I’ll double it!”

“This is the highest level of fan worship. I’m done for!”

“Could this rich woman be a hired actor for the game?”

Liu Bing, who was watching the livestream, almost spit out his coffee. He hastily wiped off the spilled liquid, thinking to himself: Xuan Chen Xuan Chem, if you can’t tell who this rich woman is by now, you might need to go see an eye doctor—no, a brain doctor!

Before he could even start mocking Ji Chenxuan’s absurdity, his phone suddenly rang loudly, almost as if it were on a mission to get his attention.

Liu Bing glanced at the caller ID and immediately understood: “Hello, yes, I’m Xiao Chen’s manager… Sure, we are also looking forward to collaborating with you!”

This unexpected twist caught him off guard, but fortunately, the official team was quick on their feet. Once the spokesperson deal was confirmed, they wasted no time, leveraging the hype and releasing the theme song If Immortals Had Feelings sung by Xiao Chi, paired with promotional posters featuring the two in-game characters. The headline read in bold letters—“The Celestial Fairy, Immortal Couple.”

Xiao Chi had officially become the global spokesperson for the major game title under Tianyu!

Soon enough, screenshots of the final scene dominated the entertainment headlines across the internet. The search indexes for The Celestial Fairy and Xiao Chi skyrocketed, but no matter how much the netizens tried to dig, they couldn’t uncover the true identity of the rich woman behind the scenes.

As the promotional efforts for The Celestial Fairy ramped up across all channels, both online and offline, Xiao Chi’s image as a celestial being in white robes, holding an umbrella under the moonlight, flooded the media. Even people who didn’t play games couldn’t help but pause for a moment and take notice of his face.

Countless passersby, swayed by the viral promotional videos, found themselves on the “Xiao Chen Weibo.” His fan base grew exponentially, and now, whenever he went out, he had to be fully disguised. No matter where he went, even if only his nose showed, fans would recognize him.

—

Lu Sheng Studio.

The TV was broadcasting the official announcement of the spokesperson for The Celestial Fairy, and the screen was filled with Xiao Chi’s image. No matter how Rong Shan changed the channel, he would always end up seeing Xiao Chi’s interview or an advertisement. He even unexpectedly heard the theme song written for him by Shao Jingfeng.

Rong Shan’s expression remained neutral as he quietly turned off the TV. The light reflected off his bald head, making it shine, and his veins faintly stood out underneath his skin.

The room fell into a deathly silence.

After a long pause, Rong Shan couldn’t help but speak, “Didn’t you say you’d never lose to some newbie?”

Lu Sheng, sitting across from him with a stern face, twitched slightly at the corner of his eye, while his manager sat awkwardly, not knowing how to respond.

On the table beside them sat a cup of cold tea, which Rong Shan slapped so hard it shook: “Of all people to lose to, why did it have to be that Shao’s disciple? Now, the endorsements, the exposure, and all the follow-up resources—everything is going to that kid! What about you? You didn’t get a thing, and now you’re the laughing stock!”

“Enough.” Lu Sheng’s expression darkened. He had never been ridiculed like this since his debut. Even if it was a senior in the music industry who was older by a whole generation, it still didn’t sit well with him. “This time, it’s just his luck. Besides, it’s just a game endorsement. Giving it to him doesn’t mean anything significant.”

Rong Shan sighed deeply: “Yeah, it’s not that important. But his song is now spreading all over the streets, while yours is collecting dust in the archives. If you hadn’t kept assuring me, this wouldn’t have happened. Now, look at Shao Jingfeng, reaping all the rewards…”

Lu Sheng’s face grew even darker: “Master Rong, at your age, you should broaden your perspective. Don’t let old rivalries cloud your judgment. And by the way, if you hadn’t voluntarily given up on the collaboration with Xiao Chen, could I have forced you into it?”

“You…”

“Alright, alright, let’s not argue.” The manager wiped the sweat from his forehead and poured tea for both men. “Let’s move on, okay? We need to look forward. Lu Sheng is in his prime right now. One endorsement doesn’t matter.”

He took two movie audition invitations out of his briefcase: “See? As soon as this is over, new projects are already knocking on the door.”

The one for Rong Shan was a collaboration invitation for a movie’s theme song, and for Lu Sheng, it was a script.

Lu Sheng, patient as ever, flipped through a few pages casually, raising an eyebrow: “Director Yang Zhisheng’s new project, a historical film? Who even watches historical films these days?”

He skimmed the script with speed, quickly reaching the ending: “And it’s a tragedy again? Is this even going to make any box office?”

The manager, fearing he wouldn’t like it, hurriedly explained: “Director Yang’s films are known for their deep themes. The core of this movie is about the human struggles amid national and ethnic conflicts. He’s not aiming for box office success.”

“Oh? So, he’s aiming for awards?” Lu Sheng’s interest piqued a little.

The manager licked his dry lips: “You were nominated at the Baoming Film Festival last time, but didn’t win. Maybe you can try again this time, who knows?”

“Male lead?” Lu Sheng asked.

The manager awkwardly smiled: “Second Male lead. I heard Director Yang has chosen Xie Ting for the male lead.”

—

Top Floor, Huanyi Headquarters Building. CEO’s Office.

The setting sun shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting a neat grid of orange-red light on the floor.

Zhou Tong brought over a cup of hot coffee to the desk and handed a folder to Ji Chenxuan.

“President Ji, these are several upcoming film and television projects scheduled to start next quarter. After being screened by the marketing department, they generally have good prospects.”

Ji Chenxuan buried himself in a mountain of documents, not even looking up as he nodded: “Have the talent management department prepare a recommended list for me to review.”

“Okay.” Zhou Tong carefully noted it in his record book. Just as he was about to leave the office, Ji Chenxuan called him back.

“Wait a moment.” Ji Chenxuan picked out a few pages from the folder and handed them to him, “These, have Liu Bing review them first.”

Zhou Tong took them and couldn’t help but click his tongue in admiration—these were all big resources and major projects.

“Got it, boss!”

Time passed quietly in the midst of busyness. Ji Chenxuan glanced at the wall clock and realized it had already been several hours past work time. The sky outside had darkened, and the city lights had started to glow.

After a whole day of chaos, he rubbed his temples, picked up the coffee, and took a large sip. The rich bitterness stimulated his taste buds, barely helping him regain some energy.

His wristband beeped with the familiar ringtone, signaling an incoming call.

A slight smile appeared on Ji Chenxuan’s lips: “Hello?”

The other side was very quiet, so Xiao Chi must have arrived home: “Are you still not done?”

Ji Chenxuan looked at the pile of documents on his desk that still hadn’t been dealt with and immediately began copying the electronic files: “I’ve just finished.”

He paused for a moment, then smiled as he added: “So eager to see me?”

Xiao Chi curled up on the couch and flipped over, his feet slapping against the soft cushions of the sofa. Slowly, he said, “It’s not that urgent. I won’t disturb you then…”

“Hey, wait!” Ji Chenxuan immediately raised his hand in surrender, “But I’m in a hurry, what should I do?”

Xiao Chi squinted and chuckled, clicking his tongue twice: “I really don’t know what to do with you.”

A video call invitation came through, and Ji Chenxuan quickly accepted it—then, he saw a pair of bare feet swinging back and forth on the screen.

Ji Chenxuan: “…Did your feet grow on top of your head?”

Xiao Chi laughed mischievously: “So hurry up and come home, and you’ll get to see my face.”

…This is really driving me crazy!

Ji Chenxuan was utterly helpless against Xiao Chi’s attacks. Has this guy brought his online gaming skills into the real world? Why does it feel like his health bar is rapidly depleting?

On the other side, Xiao Chi hung up the phone and busied himself in the kitchen for a moment, when suddenly the doorbell rang unexpectedly.

“Back so soon?” Xiao Chi put down the spatula and rushed to the entryway, just about to open the door, “Wait, why would Ji Chenxuan ring the doorbell?”