Who Says Old Two-Dimensional People Can’t get Married!
Who Says Old Two-Dimensional People Can’t get Married! Chapter 76.3

Chapter 76: Exclusive to Jinjiang 3/3

When the audience saw the little octopus in the center of the screen, the barrage instantly exploded.

– Is it an octopus? Is it Teacher Octopus?

– Teacher Octopus, are you coming back? Why didn’t you say anything and surprise us so much?

– Oh my god, wishes come true. I feel dizzy now.

– Why is this so cute, and using a plush toy?

After the barrage passed, a hand with distinct joints reached out from the side, gently picking up the octopus doll and bowing three times towards the camera.

The man’s voice was deep and gentle: “Hello, everyone, I am Octopus.”

– Ahhh, ahhh, I’m going to cry!

– It’s actually Teacher Octopus!! He’s alive!!!

– I just noticed that the teacher’s hand is his left hand, and he’s wearing a gold ring!

 – So, Teacher Octopus, did your husband agree to let you play cosplay again?

The little octopus plush nodded slightly and said, “My husband supports my hobbies.”

– I always feel like I’ve heard this phrase before.

– Teacher Octopus, you’re participating in the event today; will your husband be there to watch?

Manipulating the small octopus with his slender fingers, he raised the chubby tentacles and said, “He will be there.”

– Wow, Dizzy, can we have an offline interview?

– So, will he sit in the photographer’s area to watch Teacher Octopus’s live show? Ahhh, looking forward to it!

– Is Teacher Octopus’s husband with him now? Can he watch Teacher Octopus’s makeup process on the side? Ahhh, so envious!

Shi Zhang turned his head to look at the dining room and swayed the little octopus.

“My husband is having breakfast now.”

– Wait a minute, didn’t someone just say they were going to have breakfast? Who was it?

– Your husband, my husband, seems to be the same.

– I suspect that two people are having the same breakfast, but I have no evidence. Ahhh!

– Song FuZhi ate breakfast while watching Teacher Octopus’s live broadcast on the tablet.

From the moment Teacher Octopus said, “My husband is having breakfast,” the barrage went crazy.

Although the barrage didn’t mention FuFu, it was obvious that clever netizens, armed with magnifying glasses, began to speculate.

The plush little octopus said a few words in front of the camera and then ended the broadcast. The screen went black, and the barrage was still densely filled with “Ahhhh.”

Seeing Shi Zhang coming towards him after packing up, Song FuZhi was a bit helpless. “When I’m live, you insist on appearing, and when you’re live, you insist on saying that your husband is having breakfast. What are you thinking?”

Shi Zhang raised an eyebrow. “Just telling the truth.”

“Take it easy.” Song FuZhi pinched the muscles on his arm. “The program will be broadcast for three days. We agreed with the program team to reveal it later, right?”

Shi Zhang sat next to him, his voice low. “I haven’t revealed it yet.”

Song FuZhi pointed at the screen. “I feel like they’ve already guessed it.”

“Let them guess.” Shi Zhang showed that slightly rogue smile again. “Anyway, we don’t have to say it explicitly.”

Song Fuzhi gave him a gentle glare. “You’re just short of saying it explicitly.”

Both of them had quite complicated makeup today, especially Song Fuzhi. He had never done such a complex look before. After all, our FuFu teacher was going to participate in the cosplay competition segment.

The clothes, props, and some accessories were all selected by Song FuZhi and modified at home. Although Shi Zhang wanted to help several times, Song Fuzhi tried not to let him.

Technically, as legal partners, it wasn’t fair for Shi Zhang to be a judge.

However, this cosplay competition was purely for entertainment, wouldn’t be associated with any honors, and was only the first small segment of the entire process, so it wouldn’t have any impact.

Octopus Teacher’s dedicated makeup artist, Tong Tong, was doing FuFu Teacher’s makeup today, and Shi Zhang found another makeup artist to help him.

When Tong Tong was halfway through, another makeup artist leaned over and asked, “Sister Tong, is the gold powder used up? Octopus Teacher needs some too.”

“Oh, right away.” Tong Tong was concentrating on applying gold eyeshadow to Song FuZhi and jokingly said, “I said, will your inspirations be too similar? Are the audience all blind? Even the makeup elements overlap, so glittery gold.”

Song FuZhi, with his eyes closed, immediately said, “I’ve been saying that, but Shi Zhang said the difference was too big for the audience to notice.”

Shi Zhang, with confidence, said, “Really, it’s fine now,” paused for a few seconds, then smiled again, “It’s too late to change characters now.”

Song Fuzhi lifted his eyelids and glanced at him. “I always feel like I’ve been tricked by you.”

When he opened his eyes, before Shi Zhang could speak, Tong Tong couldn’t help but exclaim.

“Ah!” Covering her mouth, Tong Tong said, “Damn, it’s really beautiful, Teacher Fu!”

Song FuZhi was momentarily stunned at the words, and then his brows and eyes faintly curled. “That’s too exaggerated, Teacher Tong.”

“Really,” Tong Tong said, “with the golden-colored contact lenses, when the sunlight shines on you, you really look divine.”

Shi Zhang also looked at Song Fuzhi.

Only halfway through the makeup, but already stunning. Shi Zhang silently looked for a long time before turning his head back. His Adam’s apple moved subtly.

Soon, countless audiences in the live room and on-site would also see it.

The two finished their makeup at home and got in the car to go to the recording location.

True to Boss Zhong’s style, although the program itself was relatively casual, the venue was large and professional.

Separate stage lighting, independent resting rooms—everything was there.

While sitting in the car, Song Fuzhi’s visible excitement was evident. His hand had been on Shi Zhang’s leg, occasionally grabbing him.

“Nervous, or looking forward to it?” Shi Zhang asked him.

Song FuZhi said, “Looking forward to it.”

Shi Zhang casually asked, “Looking forward to what? Other cosplayers, or other special guests?”

Originally just a casual chat, but unexpectedly, Song FuZhi answered with a smile, “Ah, I quite like Teacher Emie.”

Shi Zhang’s expression froze.

Song FuZhi continued, “She’s like a goddess from childhood, probably one of the earliest great female cosplayers in Japan. In college, many students used her cosplays as signatures. I’ll see her in person later.”

Shi Zhang’s tone improved slightly. “Oh.”

“Is that okay?” Song FuZhi wanted to laugh a little. “I just appreciate the work of my seniors, and besides, she rarely gets a chance to meet fans in person abroad. Anyway, no one can be compared to Teacher Octopus.”

Shi Zhang’s tone only then relaxed a bit. “Hmm.”

Song FuZhi laughed in his heart; this person was indiscriminately jealous, like a high schooler, completely helpless.

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