Chapter 8: Why Pretend to Cry?

"He gave it to you."

Zhang Qitong stood in front of Song Lehan and placed the lunch box in his hand next to her.

Song Lehan raised his eyes, confusion flashing in his eyes.

Although she didn't know Zhang Qitong, she had just seen him and Xu Jiangcuo leaving together, and she concluded that they must have a good relationship.

"Thank you." Song Lehan responded politely, picked up the lunch box, and paused.

The lunch box was a faded light blue with a little tiger sticker on it, exactly the same as the one she had given him six years ago.

He still keeps it.

Song Lehan took a deep breath and stroked the sticker with his hand, the scene in his memory coming to mind vividly.

Zhang Qitong put his hands in his pockets, seeing her look of attachment, he asked, "Do you still like Xu Jiangcuo?"

Song Lehan's thoughts froze.

He and Xu Jiangcuo are good friends. If she could get him to help her secretly, it might be much easier than for her to pursue someone alone.

"Yeah." Song Lehan raised his head again, serious and firm, "I still like him."

"Do you need my help?" Zhang Qitong raised his eyebrows and smiled meaningfully.

Song Lehan quickly realized, "What conditions?"

"Do you know Su Mobai?"

"Let me meet her."

Song Lehan: "Okay."

——

After returning to the dormitory, Song Lehan took the initiative to find Ye Shuqing.

"Did you do this?"

Ye Shuqing glanced at her lazily, looking annoyed, "What did I do?"

The two stood on the balcony outside the corridor, and the camera was facing them.

"Don't you know what you've done?" Song Lehan approached her, his face fierce but his voice very soft: "I'm warning you! If it happens again, I don't mind fighting you to the death!"

"Even if I'm scolded to death by everyone, I will do everything I can to drag you down with me!"

After giving the warning, Song Lehan hugged Ye Shuqing and pretended to have a loving sister.

"Ye Shuqing, what you're doing will only push me towards Xu Jiangcuo." She looked coldly at the camera beside her, her red lips curled up, "If you want Xu Jiangcuo to come back to me sooner, you can continue to harm me."

After saying that, she let go of Ye Shuqing and turned to leave.

"Ahhhhh!" Ye Shuqing stamped her feet and raged, gritting her teeth. "Song Lehan, one day I will bring ruin to your reputation! Make everyone hate you, including Xu Jiangcuo!"

Hearing the sound of her collapse, Song Lehan smiled triumphantly.

She had said the last sentence to Ye Shuqing deliberately, just to provoke her and make her say something irrational.

In this way, this scene will not be released, and naturally it will not be maliciously edited by the program crew.

For several days, Ye Shuqing did not act up again.

However, the relationship between Song Lehan and Xu Jiangcuo is still lukewarm.

On the seventh day of training, the program team suddenly issued a notice requiring all participants to cut their hair into the military's prescribed hairstyle.

Boys have buzz cuts and girls have short hair that reaches their ears.

The compulsory and unreasonable requirements have caused many stars to become extremely dissatisfied.

Some people choose to leave.

It is exactly what the program team wants.

In the end, only 3 men and 4 women were left, who were exactly the ones the show originally wanted to promote.

The program arranges instructors to cut the hair of those who stay.

With Zhang Qitong's manipulation, Song Lehan sat in front of Xu Jiangcuo as he wished.

"Acuo, I guessed it would be you." As soon as he sat down, Song Lehan looked up at Xu Jiangcuo with a smile.

Xu Jiangcuo lowered his gaze and met Song Lehan's clear eyes, and his heart suddenly trembled.

He looked away wordlessly, his heart pounding.

"Acuo," Song Lehan called him softly, her tone tender, "If you ignore me for a moment, my neck will fall off."

She stuck out her tongue and made faces, looking incredibly cute.

The corners of Xu Jiangcuo's lips moved slightly, and he said "hmm" neither lightly nor heavily.

"Pfft." Song Lehan laughed out loud, "Acuo, you are so obedient!"

Xu Jiangcuo's eyes flickered, and there was a hint of joy at the corners of his eyebrows.

He stretched out two fingers, placed them under Song Lehan's head, and lifted them slightly, and she turned her head from looking up to looking down.

"Acuo, you are so bad!" Song Lehan complained coquettishly, but she felt that Xu Jiangcuo was not as cold as before.

At least, there was interaction with her.

We are one step closer to completing the mission.

Xu Jiangcuo held the scissors and hooked Song Lehan's long hair with his other hand. After seeing the light pink hairband, he retracted his fingers.

"Your hair tie needs to be taken off."

He wanted Song Lehan to take off the hairband herself, but Song Lehan interpreted his words in a different way.

"Acuo, no need to report to me."

"I like it no matter how you cut it."

Xu Jiangcuo was silent.

After hesitating for a moment, he put down the scissors and slowly took off the hair tie with both hands.

His movements were gentle and soft, for fear of hurting her.

Xu Jiangcuo pinched a corner of the hairband, thought for a moment, and then silently put it in his pocket.

Picking up the scissors again, Xu Jiangcuo skillfully held Song Lehan's hair. Before cutting, he kindly reminded her, "I'm going to start cutting."

"Yeah." Song Lehan responded indifferently.

Feeling the tugging between the hair, Song Lehan heard the "click" sound of scissors, and a cunning flash appeared in his eyes.

She suddenly said, "Xu Jiangcuo, you cut my hair, so you have to be responsible for me."

Xu Jiangcuo's hand holding the scissors trembled, and the neat lines became curved.

He lowered his eyes, his emotions hidden in the shadows.

"According to what you said, Zhang Qitong is also responsible for that boy?"

Song Lehan snorted lightly, "Anyway, that's how it is here with me, but—it's only for you."

Xu Jiangcuo trimmed the crooked part and continued cutting in the same direction. The long hair slipped from his hands and fell lightly to the ground.

"What are you talking about? I can't hear you." He pretended to be deaf.

The camera turned to Song Lehan, and the director gestured for her to react. In just a moment, Song Lehan's eyes turned red and tears blurred her vision.

Xu Jiangcuo was waiting for Song Lehan to say something shameless, but he heard the sound of sobbing.

He leaned his head out in confusion, and under the pretext of cutting the side of his hair, looked at Song Lehan.

Tears flowed from her eyes, wet her lower eyelashes, flowed down her cheeks, and finally dripped onto her collar.

Xu Jiangcuo's lips were tense and there was a look of helplessness in his eyes.

I was teasing him just one second, how come he's crying the next?

"You..." Xu Jiangcuo stopped what he was doing, wanting to comfort her, but he didn't know where to start.

"I've had long hair for a long time," Song Lehan sobbed, "and now it's gone just like that..."

"It will, it will grow back." He comforted himself and turned around to ask for help, but he discovered the existence of the camera.

At that moment, Xu Jiangcuo suddenly realized that he had been deceived again and laughed inexplicably.

When he was angry, reason was clamoring in his mind.

She was fine just now, why did she start crying as soon as the camera was turned on?

She looked so sad, I had never seen her like this before the haircut.

Just then the camera shifted and Song Lehan stopped crying.

In an instant, Xu Jiangcuo's eyes darkened.

She raised her hand, tugged at the corner of Xu Jiangcuo's clothes, and said coquettishly with a heavy nasal voice: "Acuo, you don't even coax me."

Such a quick change in mood once again confirmed his guess.

Xu Jiangcuo seemed not to hear her words, concentrating on trimming a few uneven places. When he felt it was almost done, he came in front of Song Lehan, his eyes involuntarily fixed on hers.

Tears hung on her eyelashes, shining brightly, which suddenly reminded Xu Jiangcuo of something.

The first time he saw Song Lehan cry was on the bed in the hotel.