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Chapter 61: Exclusive on Jinjiang 2/2
The comment itself was okay, but the nested replies had more information.
Teacher Zhang has already left the scene; this is at most a one-way arrow. If you want to ship, ship a more normal one. Come check out our “Yu Wen”!!
Damn, the CP that died suddenly started attacking me. I’m so sad. Teacher Zhang has left the scene, leaving only our Wen Qian Qian.
Ah, Yu Wen!! Teacher Wen Qian is Teacher Zhang’s old fan; from a small coser to following Teacher Zhang to the same frame, star-chasing success—this is called touching!
Uh, so is this FuFu actually trying to imitate Teacher Wen Qian? Wake up, Fu big brother. Teacher Zhang is not going to appear again, no matter how much you lick.
But Teacher Zhang is already married. Everyone upstairs!! Discussing CP is a bit disrespectful, isn’t it?
What does the marriage of Teacher Zhang in the real world have to do with the marriage of Teacher Zhang in the second world? I want to ship. I want to ship.
This was interesting; Song Fuzhi rubbed his chin.
It turned out that many people used to ship Teacher Zhang’s CP. The other party was coser Wen Qian, who was currently ranked first on the leaderboard.
In fact, Song Fuzhi had an impression of Wen Qian; he remembered collaborating with Teacher Zhang.
They appeared together in a photo during a large esports event, cosplaying the two most popular male characters in the game and also the most shipped pair of characters.
Teacher Zhang had also been shipped with other cosers by netizens, but it seemed “Yu Wen” was the most popular.
Song Fuzhi purely found it interesting, licked his lips, and decided to see how Teacher Zhang and Wen Qian became CPs.
A casual search for “Yu Wen” CP on Weibo led to the highest-rated post being a “timeline” organized by CP fans.
To summarize, in the beginning, Wen Qian was an unknown small coser, but because he liked Teacher Zhang, he cosplayed the official CP of each character from Teacher Zhang’s new works. If there was no official pairing, he cosplayed the hottest pairing.
Following in Teacher Zhang’s footsteps for over two years, Wen Qian gradually accumulated many fans. People gradually noticed that each of his cosplay works subtly responded to Teacher Zhang. This sparked everyone’s shipping spirit.
The demand for Teacher Zhang to collaborate with Wen Qian became higher and higher. Everyone wanted to see Wen Qian’s dream come true.
Later, a large mobile game official event was held, and many famous cosers were invited, including Teacher Zhang and Wen Qian.
The two only had one photo together in the crowd, but it made countless netizens cry. After so long, Wen Qian finally realized his dream, taking a photo with the coser he admired!
In fact, Song Fuzhi himself thought the netizens had a good eye. A stern and fierce male and a delicate and beautiful person made a fitting pair; they looked good together.
Teacher Zhang actually had many other CP pairings, but the one with Wen Qian was the most popular.
Modern people’s shipping is like this; there’s no need for the two to have any real interaction. As long as there’s a bit of connection, netizens can create flowers out of it.
Song Fuzhi took a brief look and moved on. Online matters were fleeting, and the most important thing now was to return to school and then check on those kids in his class to see if they were quietly resting during lunch.
After a few days, Song Fuzhi received a message from his friend Feifei, the costume designer, saying that the custom clothes were ready and would be sent over soon.
This speed was much faster than what Song Fuzhi had expected. He expressed many thanks and immediately told Luo Luli that the clothes were on their way.
Because Song Fuzhi’s home and school were both inconvenient for receiving packages, Luo Luli provided her address.
The delivery arrived even faster than Luo Luli expected.
Originally, she thought it would arrive on Saturday, but it was delivered to Luo Luli’s house on Friday morning.
That day, the indoor scenes and photography coincidentally had some free slots, and there was also a discount, so Luo Luli thought of asking Song Fuzhi if he could spare one night to come and take the photos. It wouldn’t take too long; just trying the clothes after work would be enough.
Luo Luli hadn’t received a reply by Friday afternoon. She didn’t expect to receive a call from Song Fuzhi.
“Hey, when do you finish work?” Luo Luli asked. “I see some students already coming out; are you finishing soon?”
Song Fuzhi’s speech speed sounded a bit urgent: “Are you already at the school gate?”
Luo Luli hung her head, playing with a strand of hair in boredom. “Yeah, how much longer, Mr. Song?”
Unbeknownst to her, as soon as he finished speaking, a man standing not far away immediately turned to look at him.
Song Fuzhi spoke quickly: “There’s something urgent with a student here. I won’t be done for a while. It looks like tonight won’t work. Why don’t you go back first, Princess Luo, and thank you for your hard work?”
Luo Luli casually said, “No problem—I’ve finished my work and have nothing to do now. I’ll wait for you.”
Song Fuzhi said, “I need to talk to the student for quite some time. Just a heads up.”
“Got it, take your time.” Luo Luli suddenly thought of something. “Oh, what are Professor Shi’s plans for tonight? I hope your husband is doing experiments all night, haha.”
That way, there would be time to take photos.
Suddenly, Luo Luli felt a chill, and she inadvertently raised her eyes, directly meeting the gaze of a man standing not far away.
He was wearing a long trench coat, had a refined appearance, and held a sunflower in his hands.
However, the gaze behind his glasses was icy, like a cold surgical knife cutting through Luo Luli.
After cutting through Luo Luli, he started inspecting her suitcase.
Luo Luli was stunned for a few seconds; her mind went blank for a moment, and then she suddenly recognized him.
Song Fuzhi had shown her a photo of Professor Shi before, a casual photo of Teacher Zhang without makeup—damn it, wasn’t the man standing in front of her Professor Shi himself?
Luo Luli almost couldn’t contain the smile at the corners of her mouth. Heaven, this is too funny!
Before she could report the situation to Song Fuzhi, she heard him say urgently, “Busy, I’ll hang up. You’d better go home first.”
Beep—the call was cut off.
Luo Luli leisurely put away her phone, nonchalantly tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, and made a graceful gesture.
She looked up and saw Professor Shi approaching her.
Luo Luli looked somewhat puzzled. “Who are you?”
Professor Shi’s expression was frighteningly stern, not uttering a word.
Luo Luli smiled and said, “I’m waiting for a handsome teacher to get off work. What about you?”
The man in front of her seemed like he was about to explode.
A second before her life ended, Luo Luli finally had enough fun. She stood up, stretched out her hand with etiquette, and said, “Sorry, Professor Shi. I was just joking. My apologies.”
Professor Shi’s aura was still hovering, but his eyes showed a moment of confusion.
Luo Luli couldn’t help but laugh a little, but he still maintained composure. “I’m Luo Lilang, a friend of Song Fuzhi. He often mentions you to me, saying that marrying you was one of the best decisions he ever made.”
Professor Shi, able to distinguish right from wrong, quickly realized that this was the friend who often called Song Fuzhi.
It turned out to be an intellectual and composed lady who could both work and have fun. For some reason, Professor Shi felt a sigh of relief.
Not a man; that’s great.
Professor Shi switched the flowers to his left hand, extended his right hand, and shook hands with the lady.
He didn’t need to introduce himself. Instead, he was a bit surprised. “Fuzhi often mentions me.”
“Yeah,” Luo Luli said, raising her eyebrows with a meaningful look. “Almost every day.”
Thinking every day about how to prepare gifts—that wasn’t just mentioning it every day.
Professor Shi suddenly felt a bit overwhelmed.
Luo Luli looked at the flowers in Professor Shi’s hand, and her eyes were filled with satisfaction. “Today I saw it with my own eyes; he didn’t lie. You can rest assured.”
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