Chapter 10 I feel sorry for her, and also a little sorry for my "ex-boyfriend." ...

In fact, browsing the internet, selecting the information you need, and then creating content based on your personal circumstances can be quite a lot of work.

After watching a makeup tutorial video, Cheng Sijie felt that the other person's delivery was much more natural than her own. It didn't feel like she was reciting lines at all.

"...They do makeup so often, and they talk about the color matching and texture of the palettes so fluently every time."

Cheng Sijie sat at her desk, the light from the screen reflecting on her focused face.

She tried to summarize the core content of the video, her fingertips unconsciously tapping the table: "Hmm... First, let's analyze the color scheme of the four-color eyeshadow palette. It incorporates mauve and cool gray-purple into the basic earth tones, which not only matches the brand's tone but also doesn't look old-fashioned. This color scheme is not only expensive but also exudes a noble and aloof elegance, a perfect Japanese heiress style. Then, let's shift our focus to the target audience..."

She murmured to herself, when suddenly an idea struck her: what if she added a visual sleep aid effect to her planned makeup-based ASMR scenario?

The image was already flashing in her mind:

Buy a few cans of special effects loose powder and simulate the moment a meteor shower falls in front of the camera; then pair it with a fine mist spray bottle to create various weather effects when lightly spraying.

Is that okay?

Cheng Sijie unconsciously loosened her grip on her long hair and got up to take a shower. She didn't dare stay up late tonight, so she specially wore a curly hairband.

She didn't plan to perm her hair this year, so she followed the example of her favorite YouTuber and bought a whole set of styling and curling tools.

The bathroom was filled with steam, the most relaxing moment of her day.

Back in her room, she lit a lavender diffuser. The fragrance of the essential oil slowly diffused in the air, finally relaxing her nerves after a long day.

She played soft music, the notes flowing like moonlight, gently lifting her heart.

She knew it was a piano version of one of Jiang Hui's albums, and it sounded really good.

Cheng Sijie lamented: "Everyone is busy on the outside, pretending to be adults, seemingly doing everything effortlessly, but behind the scenes, they need to put in a lot of effort."

But isn't that just life?

She felt sorry for her ex-boyfriend, who was currently on a concert tour, flying all over the world, and she wondered how exhausted he must be.

After thinking about it, she still sent a message to her ex-boyfriend: "Have you been taking your vitamins on time?"

This is a subtle form of concern.

She wished she could airdrop him all the trace elements the human body needed right now: vitamins A, B, C, D, E, F, G, as well as protein, lutein, calcium, zinc, sodium, magnesium, copper, iron...

"Never mind," Cheng Sijie thought with a sense of loss.

If they're this hung up on each other, what kind of breakup is this?

Romance?

Cheng Sijie was so embarrassed by his own reasoning that he couldn't help but laugh.

It's another busy Monday, a day when life is almost over. As an engineering student, she has to go to the lab. Everyone in the lab looks "reluctant," but luckily their supervisor is quite generous and the salary is decent.

Otherwise, I really don't know how I would survive.

Her junior brother greeted her, "Senior sister."

She responded with a smile.

When her senior saw her, she exclaimed, "Sijie—"

Cheng Sijie quietly moved closer, and her senior sister was taken aback by her sudden closeness. She couldn't help but exclaim in her heart: Wow, her eyelashes are so long and smell so good!

"Hey, next Wednesday is my anniversary with my boyfriend. Are you at school? Could you do my makeup and styling? I can give you the market price, and I'll also write a data report for you while I'm at it!"

The senior sister made a "please" gesture. Thinking about it, she knew that a blogger of Cheng Sijie's caliber would definitely charge a different price than the market price. Moreover, Cheng Sijie had taken photos for her on her birthday before, so it wouldn't be too much to ask for a life-sized photo, right?

Thinking of this, the senior sister felt even more uneasy.

Little did she know, upon hearing the second half of the sentence, "I'll help you write a data report," Cheng Sijie was like a fully wound-up mechanical ox, ready to plow two acres of land with a single "moo," not to mention putting on makeup. She immediately said with a determined look in her eyes, "I have time, senior sister. What's the money? Don't be so polite."

My senior smiled gratefully and sincerely praised me, "Your makeup is so beautiful today, so elegant, you can't even see your pores, and the lip gloss is gorgeous."

Cheng Sijie smiled and winked: "It's a gift from the brand. Don't leave later, I'll get you one."

The senior sister held her hand tightly, "Good junior sister!"

After Cheng Sijie finished her discussion with her senior colleague, Gougou, she returned to her workstation, put on her blue light blocking glasses, poured herself a cup of Americano, and began to concentrate on writing her short paper.

The school has strict requirements: to graduate, you must publish a short paper in an SCI-indexed or EI-indexed journal…

Around noon, a younger student sent her a WeChat message: "Senior, I'm Ma Yueting from the Graduate Student Union. I'm in charge of filming the recruitment promotional video for this year's students. We contacted each other before and arranged to film this afternoon. Are you available this afternoon?"

Cheng Sijie: "OK, I'm almost off work. Don't worry, I'll be there on time."

The freshman season is just around the corner. With the increasing development of new media, universities have their own accounts on it. Each college is required to produce a welcome video. Their advisor found Cheng Sijie and asked her to appear in the video.

Cheng Sijie has excellent academic performance, high GPA, good temperament, and most importantly, she is also a self-media creator, so she is a very suitable candidate.

Cheng Sijie arrived quite early, but the junior students in charge of filming were already there, and everyone was very enthusiastic, calling her "Senior!"

"Senior, I'm still your fan."

Wow, senior, you're so beautiful!

Although it was a casual everyday outfit, without any makeup or hair, you could still tell that she was a stunning beauty. Standing at 1.7 meters tall, she wore a pleated skirt, which accentuated her long, straight legs. Her long, slightly wavy hair, reaching past her waist, gave her the look of "seaweed-like long hair" from a novel. Even though the junior didn't follow celebrities or pay attention to the entertainment industry, she still had the feeling that "the senior looks just like a certain celebrity!"

Good-looking people are probably all alike.

Cheng Sijie was a little embarrassed. She had memorized the script in advance. These kinds of recruitment videos don't have very long scripts. They also feature elegant and appropriate attire, accompanied by a simple hand gesture dance. Everyone cooperated very well.

It only took a few tries to get it right.

Several female students enthusiastically came over and asked, "Senior, could you please give me your personal contact information?"

Cheng Sijie said, "Sorry, junior, I don't check WeChat much."

She is actually somewhat socially awkward offline. She tends to feel uncomfortable when adding new friends, posting on her own Moments, or simply opening WeChat.

The junior blinked and said, "Wow, senior, you're so cool."

Cheng Sijie laughed. "Really?"

The junior said, "When you walked over, it's no exaggeration to say that even the breeze smelled sweet. I fell completely in love with you, beautiful sister. You have no idea, senior, you're a regular guest on the confession wall!"

Cheng Sijie was a little shy, and just then Xin Shuang invited her to dinner, so she quickly made an excuse to slip away.

Their dormitory was a mixed-gender dormitory, with four people majoring in different fields. Xin Shuang had chosen an art course out of interest. There was still some time before get out of class ended, and Cheng Sijie was waiting for Xin Shuang at the door.

Just then, a pleasant male voice suddenly called out, "Chengcheng... classmate?"

Cheng Sijie turned around upon hearing the voice and asked, "Who are you?"

A young man dressed in a somewhat aloof, urban style, with a cool and aloof demeanor, wearing glasses, seemed rather nervous. "It's nothing, we..."

The offline Cheng Sijie is very different from the online Cheng Sijie. The offline Cheng Sijie is colder and more distant. Looking into those clear and guarded eyes, he didn't know what to say for a moment.

This serendipitous encounter only added to his inner burden.

At that moment, a commotion broke out in the classroom; get out of class was over.

Xin Shuang came out, sporting a striking pink fringe that made her easily identifiable in the crowd.

But the person behind her was also familiar; it was Liang Momo.

Liang Momo has long, straight black hair, exuding a delicate and innocent charm. She's wearing a very expensive brand dress, looking like a little princess.

Xin Shuang looked around for someone. Liang Momo, who had been nonchalant, looked up and saw Cheng Sijie and the boy next to her, and suddenly said, "Brother Chen An, what are you doing here?"

The boy was quite surprised to see her and greeted her, "MoMo."

He wasn't familiar with Liang Momo; their families only had some business dealings, which made Mu Chen'an feel a little awkward.

Liang Momo's eyes lit up: "Brother Chen'an, why did you suddenly think of looking for me?"

Mu Chen'an had a headache; he wasn't familiar with Liang Momo at all.

Xin Shuang waved to Cheng Sijie: "Sijie, Sijie!"

Cheng Sijie's gaze shifted between Liang Momo and the handsome young man she didn't recognize, and she asked with a hint of gossip, "Momo, is that your boyfriend?"

She was sensible enough not to say anything like "new boyfriend" or "ex-boyfriend." What a joke! If she ruined Liang Momo's plans, this rich girl who stayed up all night crying because of her heartbreak and was depressed every day would definitely drown her in tears.

Liang Momo's eyes widened, her small face flushed, "Um... this... we're childhood friends."

Mu Chen'an, remembering that she still didn't know Cheng Sijie, remained silent.

He watched as Cheng Sijie looked him up and down with amusement, then, for some reason, gave him a sympathetic look before turning and leaving.

Mu Chen'an had been absent-minded lately, so he wandered around Cheng Sijie's school. He was lucky; he saw Cheng Sijie taking pictures at the school gate as soon as he entered the campus, and he watched her for a long time.

It wasn't until they arrived at the classroom door with Cheng Sijie that she mustered the courage to strike up a conversation.

Who knew I'd run into someone I knew?

Thinking about all this, Mu Chen'an remembered that the girl had just called Chengcheng's name, which seemed to be Cheng Sijie.

It's a great name, and it really suits her. She looks like a very intelligent person.

Back in her dorm, Liang Momo seemed excited. "I never expected that he would come to the school to see me after we hadn't seen each other for so long."

"Do you think he's interested in me?"

Cheng Sijie rarely gave her a kind look, but today he smiled and said, "He looks quite handsome."

She didn't mention that the boy had greeted her. After searching through her memory, she didn't know that she knew such a person. Moreover, Liang Momo was a local. Since she knew her and they were childhood friends, she must be a local. She wasn't from C province, so how could they have crossed paths before?

Her intuition told her something was off, but she didn't know where to begin. Liang Momo noticed Cheng Sijie's thoughtful expression.

Liang Momo rolled her eyes and fell silent.

Secretly, Liang Momo didn't want Cheng Sijie to be interested in Mu Chen'an.