Leng Shao didn't know how to answer Luo Chen's question.
Luo Chen wasn't in a hurry to listen.
[...]
Outside the house.
Qin Xiyao glanced at Leng Shao, who was still in a daze, and pulled Luo Chen to the side of the road.
She looked at the man in front of her with a strange expression, who had suddenly become somewhat serious.
What did you mean by what you just said?
Do you really think he can help Tianlai?
Through understanding the inner voice and the previous words, Qin Xiyao's attitude towards Leng Shao changed, and she also became somewhat curious.
But I still can't believe that Leng Shao can help Tianlai through this difficult time.
Luo Chen shook his head: "How can such a thing be determined so easily?"
"Then why do you say that!"
"Or what do you want me to say?"
Luo Chen glanced at Qin Xiyao with annoyance.
"Things are never perfect, and no one can guarantee what will happen next. Unpredictable things often happen in an instant, and no one can guarantee that everything will develop as expected."
"I said that because I believed he could really do it."
[Given Tianlai's current situation, Leng Shao's role is still quite significant. If it weren't for those greedy people, his wish would have been fulfilled without the protagonist Ye Feng even needing to intervene. Of course, it's also possible that the author is deliberately setting up for the protagonist's future developments.]
[Regardless of the reasoning, a renaissance was inevitable. Although the plot deviated from its intended course due to my interference, I never planned to use Leng Shao for any other purposes.]
[If we can help Tianlai regain its popularity now, everything else will be much easier.]
[If even the established plot can deviate, how can we dare say that the ending will be as expected?]
[What's the difference between that kind of thinking and that of a fool?]
[The host successfully dissed the opponent; reward: +3 Intelligence.]
Qin Xiyao's expression was strange. Luo Chen was right. No one could guarantee that things would go perfectly as expected. There would always be some unexpected changes.
Nothing is absolute, and she understands that.
However, what bothered her more was...
Who is Ye Feng?
What is the plot?
main character?
Who in this world dares to claim they are the protagonist?
If we're talking about main characters, then everyone is a main character.
When someone is gone, everything stops in their world.
Qin Xiyao didn't think too much about it; now wasn't the time to think about such things.
Since this aloof young man can actually generate buzz for Tianlai, let's keep watching.
Seeing how confident Luo Chen was, and considering that there really wasn't any other way, this was the only option.
Moreover, she said those things during the pre-recorded broadcast, implying that she didn't care anymore if she couldn't keep them.
But I still can't swallow this insult.
[...]
Leng Shao seemed to have figured something out and slowly stood up.
"To be honest, I can't refuse your invitation."
"Although I still don't quite believe what you said before, after all, you are a businessman, and you would never do something without profit."
"But judging from your expression, it seems like what you're saying is true."
Luo Chen smiled but did not answer. He sensed that Young Master Leng seemed to have something else to say.
Leng Shao paused for a moment: "I can't guarantee whether I can do a good job as a leader. But since I've thought it through, and for the sake of my convictions, I have to give it a try. Others may have forgotten the ten-year agreement, but I haven't."
"No matter how many people still remember, since I have chosen to do this, I will not consider what will happen afterward. I only hope that the burial of love can be restored to the world's sight."
"Of course, I didn't say I would agree to your request right away. You still have to fulfill one of my conditions."
"What are the conditions?"
Leng Shao sized up Luo Chen, then casually tossed his long hair, revealing the eye that had been hidden beneath it.
"I thought you were a nobleman before, since you can get perfect scores without even looking at the screen."
"Since you are a nobleman, then let's have a challenge in the name of nobles. If you win, I will accept your invitation; if you lose, then we need not mention this matter again."
"Now, it's hard for me to trust anyone anymore..."
So many things have happened, so many people have I met, and so many experiences have I had.
Although Leng Shao has become indifferent to many things, he still has some unresolved issues.
Relationships between people are complex and troublesome.
This is especially true in this day and age.
He missed the old days.
How happy people were when the "Funeral of Love" craze swept the nation.
Unrestrained, unbound, and free.
The feeling of letting go and being yourself is where the concept of "burying love" truly exists.
Although, this wasn't how it was originally founded.
It's nothing more than wanting to get more attention.
It also makes me look less weak and more assertive.
The original intention of "Funeral Love" was simply to give a place for a group of people who are not given attention to exist.
Nobody wants to be invisible.
No one is an ant.
They also crave attention.
They also long to not be bullied.
They came into being because of the story of "Funeral of Love".
pity.
Such happy times are often short-lived.
Even now, how many people are still able to persevere?
Leng Shao no longer trusts anyone outside the nobility.
Those people have very complicated thoughts.
Only those who are also nobles can gain his trust.
After all, nobles are pure, and everyone has the same goal.
Luo Chen subconsciously touched his chin.
[I never thought I'd actually need it. It's worth it; I've been bored at home these past few days, constantly unplugging the spacebar. Indeed, the spacebar is the best way for nobles to communicate.]
Over the past few days, Luo Chen had actually realized that Qin Xiyao and he had no chemistry whatsoever.
So I practiced beforehand, just in case.
And it actually came in handy.
When I arrived here earlier, I saw that the computer screen was on.
There is no space bar on the keyboard.
As a nobleman, one would naturally carry the spacebar with them at all times; how could they possibly place it on the keyboard?
The little habit I developed over the past few days has suddenly come in handy!
Qin Xiyao, standing to the side, looked at Luo Chen, who was stroking his chin, speechless.
So that's what the space bar I suddenly pulled out of my pocket earlier was for.
She thought it was some kind of perverse humor.
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