The “Green Tea” Star Was Lazy All Along - Chapter 3

We were the second to arrive.

The first was Song Qinglan, who had drawn the motorcycle.

As we got out of the car, we happened to see her dismounting.

Only then did I notice that the motorcycle the production team had prepared for her had clearly been specially modified to look more like a sport bike.

So when Song Qinglan, dressed in a tight white tank top and black cargo pants, removed her helmet and climbed off the bike, revealing her beautiful face, the viewers went wild.

Hashtags about her instantly shot to the top of the trending list.

#SongQinglanMotorcyclePhotos

#SongQinglanSweetAndBadass

#QueenYoureSoCool!

[I always thought Song Qinglan went for the sweet, innocent flower image. I never knew she had such a badass side. I love it—casual viewer turned fan!]

[Lanlan has always worked so hard at acting and improving her skills!]

[Our Lanlan is nothing like a certain clout-chasing green tea girl. She lets her talent speak for itself!]

I knew nothing about the waves she was making online.

At that moment, I too was staring at Song Qinglan with shining eyes. The sight of her getting off the motorcycle was seriously enough to make girls swoon.

For some reason, however, Song Qinglan didn’t look pleased. Her face was stiff and gloomy.

She even glared at me as she passed.

Huh???

I was confused. Utterly bewildered.

Had she just glared at me?

Because of my earlier ride-hitching performance, many cameras were trained on me, and one of them happened to capture the moment.

[Am I seeing things? Did Song Qinglan just glare at Qiu Ying?]

[I’m dead. Doesn’t Song Qinglan always market herself as gentle and good-tempered? Exposed at last. I knew all along she was the strong-girl type.]

Song Qinglan’s fans instantly fired back:

[Get lost, damned hater! You seize one chance and start smearing our Lanlan without knowing right from wrong.]

[What do you know? It’s obviously because Qiu Ying is too green tea. What normal girl likes a green tea girl?]

[Exactly! If I passed Qiu Ying, I wouldn’t just glare. I’d want to kick her.]

The minor incident quickly passed.

At that exact moment, the director spoke and announced the show’s second segment—room assignments.

Rooms would be chosen in order of arrival. Thanks to Chi Yan, I had arrived fairly early and could still get a decent one.

But Best Actor Zhou Xin, who finally trundled in on the ox cart, and the viewers were unhappy.

After all, I had exploited a loophole to arrive third.

At my cycling speed, I might not have arrived until dark and would have ended up with a shabby cowshed room.

The production team’s ruling was that I would count as the third arrival, but I had to accept a punishment.

[To be fair, I don’t like Qiu Ying, but isn’t the production team genuinely targeting her? If she hadn’t asked Chi Yan for a ride, wouldn’t she have come last? Riding a bicycle ten kilometers is exhausting. Actresses are all so skinny—how would she have the strength to finish?]

[Who targeted her? Didn’t she draw it herself?]

[She has bad luck and still blames everyone else. This is a farming show. If she can’t handle it, she shouldn’t have come.]