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The “Green Tea” Star Was Lazy All Along - Chapter 2

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As I said at the beginning, there was nothing particularly wrong with me. My only flaw was laziness.

And of course, by some rotten stroke of luck, I drew the most exhausting option—the bicycle.

At least an ox cart had an ox doing the hauling. A bicycle ran on pure human power. Wouldn’t I be dead from exhaustion by the time I reached the destination?

I exchanged a helpless look with the director. He immediately understood and said we were allowed to ask for help.

Overjoyed, I hurriedly looked around.

Perhaps because my reputation was so awful, everyone fled at top speed. The ox pulling Best Actor Zhou Xin’s cart, in particular, was running so fast it practically left afterimages.

Just as despair set in, I suddenly noticed that the cocky guy was still there.

It was fine. Ox carts jolted you to pieces, motorcycles froze you, and tractors were embarrassing.

Chi Yan, meanwhile, had gotten extremely lucky and drawn the sedan.

Whether there had been any funny business behind the scenes, I dared not say.

My eyes gleaming, I strode toward Chi Yan. My ferocious, ravenous stare—as if I were a mouse spotting rice or a dog spotting poop—made his body stiffen in the middle of his carefully maintained cool pose.

The viewers immediately erupted.

[I’m dying. If Chi Yan agrees to take her, I’ll eat shit while standing on my head!]

I shot over to Chi Yan and gazed at him worshipfully, stars sparkling in my eyes.

The viewers were all waiting for a joke, while the production team moved every remaining camera into position in front of us, terrified of missing any explosive development.

After all, I was the green tea girl reviled across the internet. Now I needed a favor—and from my own number-one anti-fan, no less. Of course viewers wanted to watch me get rejected.

Whether I started spouting green tea lines, tried to seduce him, or did anything else, they would get their ratings.

I knew none of this and thought the production team simply valued me.

Chi Yan stood there looking aloof, his aura ten feet tall and intimidating enough to keep anyone away.

But I wasn’t afraid.

The filming location in the countryside was ten kilometers away. By bicycle, it would take at least forty minutes.

That long would kill me.

To avoid riding that bicycle, I was capable of anything. Terrifying, I tell you!

Facing Chi Yan’s icy expression, I switched into praise mode and unleashed a barrage of compliments. Then I blinked and said ingratiatingly, “Mr. Chi, driving all by yourself is such a lonely journey. Why don’t you take me with you?

“I’m sure the six-foot-one, handsome, dashing, warmhearted Mr. Chi would never refuse.”

At that, the corner of Chi Yan’s mouth curled into a cold sneer.

Comments flew through the live stream:

[Damned green tea girl. Showing your true colors now, aren’t you?]

[Is she trying to use the chance to ride in Chi Yan’s car to hook him?]

[I’ve been her anti-fan for three years. The second Qiu Ying’s eyes start darting around, I know she’s about to chase a man. Sure enough.]

[Tsk, tsk. She’s hit an iron wall this time. Everyone knows Chi Yan is the ringleader of Qiu Ying’s anti-fans. He’s the one who started the whole anti-fan campaign against her.]

[I can hardly bear to watch. Poor kid.]

Chi Yan looked at me, then suddenly smiled in a way I couldn’t interpret and agreed to let me into the car.

He had probably reached the same conclusion as the viewers and assumed I planned to seduce him inside.

But that was fine. I didn’t care.

As far as I was concerned, all that mattered was getting into the car so I wouldn’t have to pedal.

I had planned to go straight to sleep after getting in, but then I wondered what I would do if I needed Chi Yan’s help again later.

And so, countless viewers waiting for my green tea performance instead saw me sitting there obediently, doing nothing but praising him.

For example, whenever Chi Yan honked before a bend to warn any oncoming traffic, I praised him in an especially worshipful tone for being so polite and considerate.

Some villagers raised many chickens, ducks, cattle, and sheep. Whenever Chi Yan stopped to let a small animal that had suddenly appeared cross the road, I praised his compassion.

Whether he drove steadily or overtook another vehicle, I praised his excellent driving and poured on the compliments.

The most important part was sounding sincere.

As my praise continued, Chi Yan remained aloof and arrogant on the surface, but the tips of his ears quietly took on a faint blush.

The viewers waiting for juicy drama turned pale with shock. Why wasn’t this going the way they had expected?! Where was the promised green tea behavior?

[Something’s wrong. Shouldn’t Qiu Ying be teasing him with her words and seducing him with her body right now? Is this still the green tea girl I know?]

[Those are the lowest-level green tea techniques. The advanced ones do exactly what she’s doing. Look—that rich heir’s ears are red from her praise, but he’s still pretending to be icy. He’s obviously delighted inside.]

[Damn girl, living the good life again.]

[Aaaah, I can’t take it! Anti turned fan on the spot. Who understands the breakdown of driving alone from Guangdong to Hunan for New Year’s and getting stuck in traffic for more than ten hours? I can’t even imagine how much I would adore a sweet, considerate girl like Qiu Ying if she sat beside me, praising and comforting me nonstop. The emotional validation would be off the charts.]

[Exactly! I don’t care anymore. From this day forward, I’m her die-hard fan!]

At a car’s speed, ten kilometers should have taken twenty minutes at the very most.

Yet to me, time seemed to drag endlessly.

Why weren’t we at the filming location yet? If this went on, I would talk my mouth dry.

I shot Chi Yan a suspicious glance. Was he deliberately driving this slowly?

Surely not. He had glared at me earlier. He didn’t look as if he liked me at all.

My many years of being hated had taught me one thing: in this life, never be narcissistic. Know your place!

Fortunately, only a few minutes later, the filming location appeared ahead of us.

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