Chapter 97 Shy
Afternoon, Friendship House, living room.
The nine guests were already standing or sitting, and the atmosphere was gradually becoming lively.
The four regular stars and several newcomers have different backgrounds and are now trying hard to find common topics, trying to establish the first impression of friendship under the live camera.
Qiao Xi is undoubtedly one of the most eye-catching people in the crowd.
She was wearing a vibrant pink sports suit, with her hair tied in a high ponytail. She had a sweet and non-aggressive smile and was enthusiastically distributing the snacks she brought to everyone.
"Come on, try this, it's a delicious low-calorie cookie!"
She moved among the crowd, skillfully starting topics and guiding the conversation, easily establishing herself as a caring, energetic and friendly person.
The live camera was locked on her, and the screen was filled with comments of praise such as "Xixi, little angel" and "Xixi is so warm".
In the corner of the living room by the window, Su Qianqian was sitting alone on a single rattan chair.
She was wearing a light green dress that was loose and comfortable, which made her skin look whiter than snow. Her long hair was loosely tied behind her head with a headband of the same color, and a few strands of hair hung softly on her cheeks.
She lowered her head slightly, holding a soft off-white pillow in her arms, as quiet as a painting, in stark contrast to the hustle and bustle on the other side of the living room.
Qiao Xi naturally would not miss this opportunity to take care of the lonely newcomer.
She held a cup of freshly brewed floral tea, with her signature sweet smile on her face, and walked briskly to Su Qianqian.
"Qianqian~" Qiao Xi's voice was sweet and bright.
"Why are you sitting here alone? Are you a little nervous?"
"Have something hot to moisten your throat. This tea I just made is really good for your throat!"
As she spoke, she pressed the cup into Su Qianqian's hand, her movements intimate and natural, as if they were good sisters who had known each other for many years.
The live camera immediately followed and took a close-up shot of Su Qianqian's face.
Su Qianqian raised her head, her almond-shaped eyes showing obvious confusion and helplessness, as if she couldn't react to this sudden enthusiasm.
She looked at the cup handed to her, then looked at Qiao Xi's smiling face. Her little mouth opened slightly, but no sound came out.
Qiao Xi kept smiling and waited patiently with an encouraging look in her eyes.
Su Qianqian finally took action.
She shook her head slightly and shrank back slightly, avoiding the cup of hot tea.
Then, she raised her other hand, gently tapped her throat with her slender fingertips, and her red and tender lips opened and closed slightly, making a weak whisper: "Thank you, my throat has been inflamed recently, and it still hurts a little. I can't drink hot drinks for the time being..."
After saying that, she immediately lowered her head, her little face flushed with a light blush, and she was so shy that it made people's hearts soften.
The smile on Qiao Xi's face froze for a moment.
She had originally planned to deliberately knock over the not-so-hot cup of tea when she reached out, pretending to be injured, but who knew Su Qianqian would act so unpredictably?
In just a moment, Qiao Xi smiled again, with understanding and consideration: "Ah! Is your throat uncomfortable?"
"Then you should drink something hot!"
"It's warm, not hot, and will make your throat feel better after drinking it."
She handed the cup forward again and moved closer, as if to say, "I care about you very much."
Su Qianqian seemed to be frightened by her approach, and shrank back again, almost sinking into the rattan chair.
She tightened her arms around the pillow and shook her head gently again, her voice weaker and a little resistant.
“…No thanks, thank you Sister Xixi.”
After she finished speaking, she simply buried half of her face in the pillow, revealing only a pair of clear almond-shaped eyes that read "I'm a little shy."
[Holy crap! Who is that little fairy in the corner?]
[Three minutes! I want all her information! !]
[Ahhh, this is so beautiful! This profile! This aura! Is this a real person?]
[She's so shy! Like a frightened little rabbit! I want to rub her!]
[Xixi is so heartwarming, taking the initiative to care about the new sister! ]
[Uh...but the little fairy really doesn't seem to want to be disturbed? Does she seem a little shy?]
[Her voice is hoarse, she looks so pitiful! My heart aches!]
[Does this beauty really exist?! I took a screenshot! It’s my screensaver!]
[Is Xixi a little too enthusiastic? The little fairy is clearly not used to it...]
[Don't stir up trouble upstairs! Xixi is just a nice person! The new girl is just too shy!]
[Thank you for your hard work, fairy! Even without saying a word, you are so beautiful!]
What's her name? Su Qianqian? Remember! My new crush!
The barrage exploded instantly.
Su Qianqian's shy character as a mute little fairy, coupled with her stunning appearance, coupled with Qiao Xi's slightly forced concern, creates a dramatic effect and a cute contrast.
The audience's hearts were instantly captured by the quiet, fragile, and unrealistically beautiful girl in the corner. The screen was filled with amazement, heartache, and curiosity about her, as well as debate about whether Qiao Xi was too enthusiastic.
Qiao Xi looked at Su Qianqian who was completely curled up in the pillow like an ostrich, and then glanced at the flashing red dot of the camera not far away. He cursed her in his heart for being ungrateful, but the smile on his face did not change at all.
She took back the cup, her voice still sweet: "Okay, then tell me when you want to drink."
"Don't be shy, treat this place as your home!"
She patted Su Qianqian's shoulder, and Su Qianqian's body obviously stiffened.
Then, as if completing a task, Qiao Xi turned around and immersed herself in chatting with other people.
On the other side of the living room, a music composer was casually strumming chords on his guitar, a sunny and cheerful athletic boy was discussing fitness meals with an amateur with a top academic background, and a female guest who was a model was elegantly sipping coffee.
Everyone is trying hard to show themselves in front of the camera.
Only Su Qianqian was still curled up quietly in the rattan chair in the corner.
She was like an elf who had strayed into the mortal world, and was incompatible with the deliberately created atmosphere of friendship.
Yet, it captured the hearts of the audience with a sense of pure alienation.
The popularity of the live broadcast room has quietly climbed to a new height because of this silent "dumb little fairy".
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