cute?

What's cute?

Yan Chaochao blinked, quickly going over everything that had just happened in her mind, and then showed an expression of sudden enlightenment, and the look in her eyes when she looked at Tang Chengzhou became more friendly.

"So you think donuts are cute too?"

Um?

Tang Chengzhou was stunned.

Donut?

Seeing Tang Chengzhou's stunned reaction, Yan Chaochao felt that she had guessed correctly. "Don't worry, there will be dessert after the main meal. There are many different flavors of donuts."

After hearing this, a hint of helpless smile flashed across Tang Chengzhou's eyes, and he nodded in agreement with Yan Chaochao's words: "Yeah, donuts are so cute."

I'm confused... Did Tang Chengzhou just say donuts are cute? Why do I feel like my thinking can't keep up with their changes?

[See through but don’t say it, hush——]

[Fuck you! The cutest thing is of course the donut (dog head)]

Backstage.

After hearing Yan Chaochao's response, Yan Xixi couldn't help but curl up the corners of her mouth, and looking at Tang Chengzhou's face on the screen, she also felt a little more proud.

Smiling tiger, are you frustrated?

***

Shortly after the luxurious lunch, the private plane landed on the island.

After they got off the private plane, they were quickly picked up by a stretch limousine and taken to their hotel.

Along the way, Kou Qianqian's mouth hardly closed.

Although Kou Qianqian had anticipated that this fan benefit might be crazy from the moment she saw the private jet, it was only when she stepped into the hotel that she suddenly realized that this fan benefit was still beyond her imagination.

The extended luxury car stopped at the gate for a few seconds, and then as the gate slowly opened, they followed the luxury car slowly into the hotel that looked like a manor.

The afternoon sun was shining brightly, shining on the flowers on both sides. Countless tropical flowers swayed enthusiastically in the wind, as if bright smiling faces were welcoming their arrival.

After entering the gate, the car drove for another full minute before finally arriving at the entrance of the hotel, which looked like a palace.

At the entrance of the hotel, there were four uniformed doormen standing on both sides, and in front was a middle-aged man in a low-key black tuxedo.

Yan Chaochao got out of the car first and nodded slightly to the man in the tuxedo: "Open the door."

Hearing this, the man in the tuxedo bent down to her and said, "Yes, ma'am."

Then, the man in the tuxedo gently raised his hand.

With the combined efforts of the four doormen, the two doors slowly opened in perfect symmetry, as if they had been precisely measured.

The moment the door was fully opened, the male waiters on the left and the female waiters on the right almost simultaneously bent 90 degrees and shouted loudly: "Welcome."

When this sound was heard, even the photographer's hand holding the camera couldn't help but tremble violently.

The audience reaction in the live broadcast room was even more intense.

[Oh my god! Is this a TV show?]

I was completely stunned... Now I feel like those "rich people" in idol dramas are just childish. This is the real enjoyment.

[I actually saw a scene I couldn't even imagine in my dreams during a live broadcast...]

I once read a comic that described a scene like this, and I thought it was too exaggerated. Now, I don't see how it was exaggerated at all; it's clearly too conservative!

"Let's go."

Yan Chaozhao turned around, smiled and waved to the others who were already stunned.

As she walked into the hotel, a golden light flashed before Kou Qianqian's eyes.

She initially thought she was dazzled, but when she looked closely she realized...

It was actually real golden light!

Compared with the hotel's interior decoration, the hotel's exterior can even be considered "low-key"!

Standing in the hotel lobby, the first word that Kou Qianqian deleted from her mind was—

Magnificent!

The floor was covered with hand-woven carpets, embroidered with intricate patterns in gold and silver. Every decorative item placed casually along the wall shone with a shimmering golden light. Even the waiters' clothes were embroidered with unique patterns in gold thread.

The four big words "rich and inhumane" are simply nailed to the hotel.

Kou Qianqian felt as if she had entered a golden ocean, and even the movements she made on the carpet were cautious.

[I just checked, this hotel is the tallest in the world, with 100 floors, and the average cost per night is at least six figures...]

[Holy crap! Is this true?]

[55555 Now I really want to ask, is Yan Chaochao still missing a leg pendant?]

[Same question! Sister, I can do it!]

There were also some unscrupulous netizens who dug up some old accounts.

[I still remember that Cheng Aotian's fans were criticizing Yan Chaochao, saying that Yan Chaochao was a fake white, rich and beautiful girl, and that it was all a company persona. Now I want to ask Cheng Aotian's fans, are you embarrassed? (dog head)]

If Yan Chaochao's character is fake, what should we, the truly poor, do?

[This is hilarious! Cheng Aotian's fans were so proud back then, but now I don't know where they've all gone!]

[Wasn't there news earlier that Yan Chaochao was obsessed with Cheng Aotian? Because of this news, Yan Chaochao was hounded and scolded by Cheng Aotian's fans for a long time.]

[I remember! It was this piece of news that sealed the feud between Yan Chaochao and Cheng Aotian’s fans.]

Looking back at this news now... it's outrageous. A beautiful, wealthy woman was so eager to have a relationship with you, and you actually rejected her. You're so ungrateful!

[I suddenly felt that it was still unclear who was the one who was paying attention to whom at that time]

[Who knows, maybe Cheng Aotian tried to curry favor with someone but failed (dog head)]

***

On the other side, the NICE group’s concert just ended.

After walking down from the side stage, Cheng Aotian, who had just been interacting closely with his teammates on the stage, had unknowingly distanced himself from the other teammates and was walking alone in front.

The other members of the NICE group walked in groups of three or four, and were not surprised by Cheng Aotian's behavior.

Only Owen Bo, the youngest member of the NICE group, looked at Cheng Aotian walking alone in front and stretched out his hand to call him: "Brother Aotian..."

But Cheng Aotian seemed not to hear Owen Bo's voice and walked back to the lounge on his own.

The door of the lounge suddenly closed, and Owen Bo was stunned, and his whole body seemed to have suddenly wilted.

Or the other members of the NICE group couldn't stand it anymore, so they reached out and put their arms around his shoulders: "Let's go, Xiao Bai'er, leave him alone."

"Xiao Bai'er, your performance on stage tonight was truly amazing! The fans in the audience were practically going crazy!"

"Yes, yes, we are all 'jealous' of you."

After this sentence, other members also gathered around.

With the comfort of other members' jokes, Owen Bo managed to curl the corners of his mouth, but when he looked up at the closed door of the lounge, there was still a look of loss in his eyes.

Cheng Aotian didn't care at all about the other members' fighting and playing in the corridor.

Recently, the popularity of other members of the NICE group has increased. Although he has appeared in some programs, his popularity has not seen a significant surge. Seeing the popularity gap between him and the other members shrinking, Cheng Aotian couldn't help but feel a little impatient.

NICE's group limited activity period is 2 years, and it has just passed its first anniversary.

In a limited group, resources are limited. During the previous one year of activities, because he was always the most popular member, most of the personal resources were inclined towards him.

If a member becomes more popular than him, will he still get as many resources as he has now?

Cheng Aotian knew this matter very well.

So before the NICE group's 1st anniversary concert, at the meeting, Cheng Aotian, who always appeared to be non-competitive, was unusually aggressive and fought for a lot of resources for himself.

In addition to personal activities, there are also supporting communication resources.

After returning to the lounge, Cheng Aotian immediately found his mobile phone and opened the Starlight Blog.

If he remembered correctly, the company would buy over 50 trending search terms tonight, 30 of which were group-related and 7 of which were his personal terms. And at the meeting, they had promised him that at least one of his personal trending search terms would appear in the top ten on the Xingguang Blog.

After opening the Starlight Blog, Cheng Aotian saw his name in the top ten entries at a glance.

But before he could even smile, his expression froze when he saw the full entry.

#Cheng Aotian doesn't know what's good for him#

What the hell is this? ! !

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