Chapter 90: You Can Bite Me Back part 1
Wang Xijie: [Where are you? Come back immediately.]
[The finals are coming up, don’t let your guard down.]
[After giving up the villa, do you have nothing you care about anymore?]
[Zhao Zeyang’s level in the competition this time is several tiers higher than last year. Get serious for me.]
[He has thoroughly studied your past competition videos.]
Shi Ye scoffed.
What’s the use of watching so many videos? That was all in the past.
Clack clack clack clack.
Sounds came from the study. Shi Ye temporarily neglected Wang Xijie and looked inside.
Wen Rong moved both hands away from his cheeks and stood up abruptly, as if making a resolution. Taking a deep breath and muttering “work is important,” he propped his phone on the table, suddenly held a pen, and addressed the empty air beside him.
Wen Rong completely switched to a serious posture, revealing a polite smile. “A very exciting match. I think everyone wants to ask right now, Shi Ye, why did you participate in the Tennis Open?”
“Saw the registration info online, filled it out in passing,” Shi Ye’s voice answered.
Shi Ye outside the door froze, then his eyes widened suddenly—no wonder it sounded familiar. This was what the reporter said at last year’s Tennis Open, and his answer.
Fck!*
I didn’t take the interview seriously at all last year.
Will Wen Rong’s impression of me get worse after watching the video?
“Um… answering ‘It turns out our champion and tennis are destined’ would be better here?”
Pfft.
Shi Ye laughed in his heart again. If I really answered like that, I would roast myself: ‘Where did you learn those cheesy pickup lines?’
“Better not watch Shi Ye’s interview videos. No reference value.”
?
No, why not watch me?
Shi Ye was conflicted. Watching his videos might worsen the impression, but he didn’t want Wen Rong watching others’ videos either.
He really wanted to rush in and click open all the interview videos for Wen Rong to watch, but Wen Rong’s speed was faster than his resolve; he quickly switched videos.
He sat upright in front of the computer, watched the original video completely once, repeated the reporter’s questions, and finally turned on his phone camera to record the whole smooth sequence.
Shi Ye didn’t understand Wen Rong’s intention at first, until the voice from just now came from Wen Rong’s phone.
After watching his own video, he said, “The expression here is a bit strange,” then said, “Holding the microphone the whole time is so uncomfortable, how come their hands don’t shake?” and finally said, “One more time.”
The effect of the second take was better than the first just by listening to the voice.
Shi Ye remembered Wen Rong standing on the podium during the school anniversary, looking practiced and composed, vastly different from usual.
Recalling it now, he realized Wen Rong had done such clumsy practice in private.
—He must have practiced for a long time.
Shi Ye’s blood burned all over his body.
No, I have to practice too. I can’t let the fruits of Wen Rong’s labor fall on Zhao Zeyang’s head.
Shi Ye took one last peek at Wen Rong, made up his mind, and turned back to the tennis court.
As for last night’s matter, he’d talk about it when Wen Rong was happy.
The sun quietly set, leaving behind a fiery red sunset.
Wen Rong turned on the light, scrolled the mouse, confirmed he had finished imitating several videos, and ended the day’s study.
Finally, he opened Black Pigeon, replied to messages in the News Club group, then opened his email and saw the email from the HR sister.
The attachment contained a contract template for him to check for issues. If there were none, he was to go to the company to sign the contract tomorrow morning.
Wen Rong downloaded the contract, read it once himself, and after feeling there were no problems, sent it to Senior Leon.
He thought he wouldn’t get a reply very quickly. Wen Rong checked Blue Book, cleared all unread notifications, then packed his things, planning to go see the flowers under the magnolia tree before it got dark. As a result, switching software, he received a reply on Black Pigeon.
[Done with work? Tonight I want to take you to eat at Senior’s favorite restaurant.]
The shop Leon mentioned was next to the main institute of the Research Center.
Wen Rong was afraid Leon would find it troublesome to run back and forth, so he asked for the address and took a taxi there himself.
It was a half-hour drive. Because of the large flow of people near the main institute of the Research Center, cars were prohibited, so Wen Rong got off by the roadside.
At this time, the sunset on the horizon completely dissipated, plunging the world into darkness, while the Research Center was colorful with lights and shadows.
The guide on Blue Book said the Research Center was also a must-visit attraction in District 1.
It looked more like a huge amusement park. The car-free starting section was built like a park gate, with a wide square connecting to a boulevard, planted with straight green trees on both sides.
Walking further in, the green trees turned into cherry blossoms, patches of white attracting many tourists to stand under the trees for photos.
Wen Rong raised his phone, the lens inadvertently sweeping over a falling light in the sky.
He moved his gaze from the phone and saw a shallow lake under the light, water gurgling.
This was the Water Curtain Fountain mentioned in the guide.
Beside the fountain, there was a long queue. Many couples, boys helping girls take photos with the fountain as the background.
Wen Rong inevitably felt curious. Walking along the queue for about ten minutes, he finally saw the reason at the end of the line—the Zero Gravity Experience Hall.
The signs at the entrance read “Largest,” “Earliest,” and similar words. Wen Rong gained some concept of District 1’s prosperity.
As the center of the Federation, whatever existed outside, District 1 definitely had it too, and better.
Just as he wanted to take out his phone to search what other projects were here to visit after the Open ended, his elbow was suddenly bumped, and his phone dropped with a clack.
“Are you insane? Who gets a girlfriend and still goes out to eat with other girls?”
The noisy voices attracted Wen Rong’s attention even more than “phone dropped.”
Wen Rong suspected he was infected by Senior Lin Qizheng and had an unexpected interest in gossip.
Everyone around was the same, looking at the quarreling man and woman with burning gazes.
The boy being yelled at realized the surrounding gazes and explained awkwardly, “It was just a meal during the day. Didn’t I report it to you?”
“I forbid it!”
“She and I are purely friends.”
“If you go out to eat with her, then don’t come looking for me.”
Wen Rong vaguely got the information: this was a couple. Because the man wanted to go out to eat with a female friend, the woman was very angry.
Wen Rong squatted down to pick up his phone.
Luck was good; this old-model phone didn’t break.
“Give me the phone. Delete her.”
“What are you doing? She and I are really just ordinary friends.”
“Ordinary friends isn’t okay either.”
“Can you be a bit more mature?”
“I don’t care. Dating me and contacting the opposite sex means you’re cheating.”
“You want to control my normal social interactions too? Don’t you have some male friends? Delete them all then.”
“Delete then delete. Whoever doesn’t delete is a dog.”
The couple was still arguing, but Wen Rong’s thoughts flew elsewhere.
“Brother, once in a relationship, can you not eat alone with friends of the opposite sex?”
【Theoretically speaking, one needs to avoid suspicion.】
Wen Rong walked a few steps forward. The couple argued even more fiercely, even stopped queuing. The girl broke up with the boy on the spot.
Wen Rong couldn’t help asking, “Then… what about the same sex?”
【Mn?】
“If two men are dating, by the same logic, can they not go out to play with other boys?”
【This…】
Why does this question sound weird?
Bzz—
Wen Rong’s phone vibrated. Senior Leon was calling him.
Walking further away, the couple’s voices faded. Wen Rong finally arrived at the shop Senior Leon mentioned.
Unexpectedly, there weren’t many people here.
Wen Rong saw Senior Leon by the roadside. All thoughts were temporarily thrown to the back of his mind. He couldn’t help jumping up to wave, standing on tiptoes to rush over.
“So amazing. The roads here are complicated; I thought you would get lost.”
Wen Rong was happy just hearing the Senior speak. He shrugged cheerfully, a little proud. “I came following the landmarks.”
“Did you see anything fun on the way here?”
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