Chapter 97: Love Variety 40: Chatting and Shura Field
"Outsider?"
This was Lu Huai’s first reaction.
After thinking about it, it doesn't seem like it. After all, if he was an outsider, why would they suddenly call him over to confess?
He stared deeply at his fellow sufferer, his mind constantly working to try to obtain more information through micro-expressions and identify the other person's identity as friend or foe.
Jiang Feng didn't know whether he knew that the other party was testing him secretly, so he just patiently let Lu Huai see through him.
——Lu Huai thought that his scrutiny might bring pressure to the other party, but he didn't know that this kind of scrutiny and gaze could even be considered a kind of enjoyment for him.
After all, he already knows by heart what kind of people those guys in this show are like, what kind of things they will do, even if he thinks it doesn't matter as time goes by.
Even Lu Huai's original body, even though Jiang Feng felt a bit sad when he saw his fate, but this feeling gradually faded away:
Coming to the show was just for fun, especially since a beta shouldn't have too high expectations of being able to "climb" to a rare gender, not to mention that all his competitors are stronger than him.
He had also offered Lu Huai an olive branch out of pity, but the beta youth, who had just been splashed with water and looked miserable, seemed to be bewildered by a ghost. He smiled weakly and rejected him.
Jiang Feng also looked at Lu Huai, from his picturesque features that were quietly and gently drawn in ink and wash, to his pink and moist lips that were now slightly pursed in a serious manner, but not at all unkind.
I sighed inwardly: The serious look still makes people feel a little astringent.
Lu Huai is now more dazzling than in any other life, but he can no longer guess what he is thinking from a high position like before.
Lu Huai is the only variable, who occasionally makes him realize that he is not just a faulty screw in this broken and false world.
If the camera was still running and recording this scene, people might misunderstand that this was some affectionate gaze, implying a romantic collision with many twists and turns.
But only the two of them knew that when they returned later, their understanding and perception of each other might have been completely different, and they would never be able to go back.
I have to say that atmosphere is a good thing. Jiang Feng chose a good place, otherwise the situation might have been even more tense.
The light from the balcony at night made Jiang Feng's light-colored pupils lose their luster. From what Lu Huai saw, they showed a deeper azure tone, neutralizing the inhuman feeling brought about by genetic changes, like a scabbard stained with a few inexplicable softness.
Jiang Feng's usually calm heart now seemed to have been thrown into a stone, rippling with anxiety.
His hand unconsciously touched his chest, feeling the "boom boom" sound of his lively heartbeat. It had been too long since he had felt this way since he realized that no matter what choice he made, he would return to the beginning of the show.
A very... new experience, but not bad.
The time they had spent together was short, and although Jiang Feng was certain of his judgment, it was still very short.
However, the emotion of both expecting Lu Huai to be of the same kind as her and being afraid that he was of the same kind as her still dominated.
After all, what if he still firmly loves Ning Wenle and wants to compete with those men for him, repeating the same foolish mistake? However, things are different now. The victim who may be attacked will become the darling who once embodied all the glory.
Jiang Feng has always been a quiet person, but judging from this identity, that mysterious and detached feeling doesn't seem so difficult to explain.
This was not the first time he had encountered an uninvited guest. He still remembered the malicious look from the black-robed man in the Northern Huns, and he could not forget how much trouble the other party had caused to his plot line.
——Even if it did not play a key role, it definitely added fuel to the fire and caused great damage.
Wu Heng had the talent of a heroic leader, and with the help of the "prophet" who had a plug-in to cause trouble, it was not difficult to understand why Pei Huaiyuan and his family were in such a mess.
But how could an outsider use the word "also"?
Could it be that he had seen him in another world before?
His vigilance towards this A-level small world, which had gradually become less strong due to staying there for too long, suddenly became active again.
The black eyes that were always filled with the warmth of spring were instantly filled with clear scrutiny, which was somewhat different from the simple and ordinary good beta Lu Huai that he had always shown in this world.
Jiang Fengchu was a little dazed at first, but later he felt more and more that this was the right thing to do, and his eyes became brighter and brighter as he looked at him.
A cold mechanical voice reminded Lu Huai in his mind.
"Ooc index increased by 2%, and the current character design fit is 98%. System host, please be mindful of your words and actions and exercise reasonable control to prevent the world from collapsing."
"Huaihuai!" 0359 naturally also heard this warning.
In the sea of consciousness, he tried hard to pull the host's sleeve to regain his sanity.
But Lu Huai sent him a message, causing him to lower his head in frustration:
"It's okay, Xiaojiu. Since Jiang Feng already knows that I'm not the original Lu Huai, he is naturally a variable in this world."
"There's no need to mediate with him."
Lu Huai's sudden approach made Jiang Feng's body stiffen suddenly because he was not prepared.
The scorching breath just touched the surface of his face, not very close.
But his heart was beating like a drum, and he felt an unfamiliar sense of loss of control.
Jiang Feng looked at the familiar handsome face with a strange expression on it, and couldn't help feeling dazed, as if this was the original Lu Huai.
Dangerous as a poppy, very different from the good-tempered beta.
Unconsciously, Lu Huai's hand rested on his fragile chest, his dark eyes teasingly watching the tip of his ear turn red:
"Before I reply to you, could you please tell me your background so that I can see your sincerity? Ah Feng"
"Can."
Jiang Feng's eyes were still clear, but his movements seemed to have lost his mind. His bony hands, like works of art, grasped Lu Huai's, holding him against his chest.
"I'm very interested in you and I don't mind telling you everything."
…
She can be both a lady in the living room and a good cook in the kitchen.
This very famous compliment on the ancient blue star seemed to be used for every typical omaga, but what made the audience squeeze together and stare with wide eyes was that the person who was now retrieving memories from their minds was actually Ruan Sijun.
Although what he was making now was much simpler than what Chef Lu Huailu showed off on the first day.
But when netizens recalled the little things that Young Master Ruan had done on the show a few days ago, they found it a little hard to believe.
It's like red rain is falling from the sky, or the sun is rising from the west. Family members, please help me identify it. Is my eyesight not good enough? Who is tinkering with these kitchen utensils?
[You're not seeing things upstairs. Our precious little rose was quietly enjoying delicious food before, but today is the first time she's shown off this skill.]
[Rose, Rose, I love you: I wonder which hero is so lucky to have such a sweet treat as to taste a dessert made by Little Rose herself! I'm so envious I'm practically dying.]
Yi He? Lin Fengling? Lu Huai? Du Xinghui?
Netizens' bizarre speculations cover almost every guest on the black team.
But this question was soon answered, because the real person arrived, and the beautiful Omaga's wet and stringy gaze was fixed on people.
So where is the egg tart you want to send?
I just want to hold both the person and the food in my arms.
As soon as Lu Huai finished chatting with Jiang Feng, he felt thirsty and wanted to go downstairs to get some water.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Feng also came down, saying that his throat was dry.
Although the other party was still as tactful as ever and did not feel that there was some distance that could be crossed just because he revealed his identity, he was a little closer than usual, and behaved much more reservedly than on the first day Du Xing returned and lived with him.
But Lu Huai was still a little uncomfortable and walked very fast.
Ruan Sijun was wearing thick heat-insulating gloves and holding a freshly baked egg tart with a bear pattern printed on it, which looked a bit clumsy and cute in contrast.
Seeing him, she was very happy. Her eyes suddenly lit up and she called out, "They are all fresh and hot. Brother Huai, have one."
Although he was a little surprised when he saw Jiang Feng following behind him, he remained enthusiastic and wanted to share one with him equally.
Xu Luo, who was accompanying him, boldly added, "He has been working on it downstairs since he finished his meal. It took him a long time."
"I just came down to drink some water, and I didn't expect to be so happy! I'm so honored, Sijun~"
Lu Huai's emotional value is as high as ever, and he never disappoints anyone who treats him well.
Xu Luo was not idle while listening. He quickly tidied up the table with cluttered utensils to the side, made a clean place for Lu Huai, and invited him to sit down and eat.
Lu Huai thanked him, feeling quite flattered.
I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but Ruan Sijun’s interest doesn’t seem as high as before.
After giving each person two pieces with a large pair of tongs, he hurriedly said that another batch was almost ready and then left.
Lu Huai looked at it with interest, but saw "13min" written on the machine.
I thought that having so many people gathered down there at night would be enough to make it interesting, and netizens were digging around and posting analyses of "he loves him, he doesn't love him, he loves him".
But the battle situation immediately told them that there is no most exciting thing, only more exciting things.
"It smells so good, you baked this, Sijun!"
Ning Wenle floated to the dining table like a ghost, looking surprised, as if he had not expected that everyone would gather together in such a lively evening.
He seemed to smell the fragrance of sweets and looked at Ruan Sijun with joy.
Ruan Sijun naturally invited everyone to sit down enthusiastically, and looking at Omaga who was waiting to eat, he was very considerate and gave the last one on the plate to him.
Although I cursed in my heart and shouted angrily, "This is what I want to leave for Lu Huai!!"
But how could he appear unreasonable in such a contrast when the other side was so friendly?
At this moment, he didn't realize that he was completely different from the arrogant and conceited person he was at the beginning. He actually secretly compared himself with the "Puppet Omaga" in the environment he was in.
But Ning Wenle still guessed from Ruan Sijun's slow movements, which did not reflect the attentiveness in her expression, that she was unhappy with him because her courtesy was interrupted.
After receiving it, her eyes almost curved into crescents as she said, "Thank you, Sijun! This is so happy."
At the moment when the fork touched the crispy and beautifully opened egg tart crust, I don’t know what happy thing came to mind, but the corner of her mouth curved up slightly, and the dimples appeared faintly, which was very charming.
Lu Huai put down the plate in his hand contentedly, wiped his hands, and saw Ning Wenle, who had other intentions than drinking, also come to join in.
——It’s really strange. People should concentrate on eating, so why does it feel like someone is vaguely paying attention to me?
Moreover, I didn't feel anything just now, but now I find that I have been surrounded by all the guests of the White Team.
Even though the grouping was cancelled, the rule that black and white should maintain a good distance before falling in love was still firmly engraved in the heart of this honest beta.
No matter how he looks at this scene now, he feels it is strange.
Calculate the details: a former protagonist who is affectionate and not simple; an Omaga, a little white rabbit with whom he has taken couple photos, and who has an inexplicable sense of contradiction; a Beta with a complicated origin, who he still needs to be wary of; and a Rose who suddenly becomes virtuous and seems to be in stark contrast.
There is no fuel-efficient lamp.
I don’t know if it’s an illusion... Why does he seem to be able to judge the center of everyone’s vision, and the answers he gets are so outrageous?
Lu Huai almost felt that he looked more like an egg tart than the one in his hand. The attention of those people was like a desire for delicious food, making him feel like his clothes were about to be stripped off.
Later, I secretly cursed myself for being a pervert. How could these good-looking guests from the White Team, who looked like angels in the original plot, have such speculations?
If they want to eat them...I'm afraid it will be those Alphas...
Lu Huai covered his head in his sea of consciousness, thinking about what they had done and letting go of one of them, silently drawing circles and cursing on the ground.
Although he has not yet encountered the legendary "physical and mental" bullying, the actions of some guys have reminded him of some memories of being broken.
Well, anyway, just complete the task and run away!
Lu Huai and Jiang Feng also helped to clean up the mess.
After the two of them had been busy for a long day and returned to their room, Ruan Sijun closed the door, and Xu Luo took the clothes from the hanger to wash as usual.
Their personalities complement each other perfectly, one is more assertive and the other is more submissive.
So after a certain Rose returned to her room, she leaned lazily on the sofa to rest for a while before taking care of other things. In this situation, Xu Luo, who liked cleanliness, naturally made an appointment with her.
But this established rule seems to be broken by his roommate now?
Ruan Sijun abnormally pulled his hand and positioned him so that he was facing her.
He was born to be a person who wanted to get to the bottom of things, so except for the people he had feelings for who didn't exist before, he was straightforward with his friends and didn't want to play around with any nonsense.
Just at this moment, facing Xu Luo's confused and innocent eyes, as if he didn't know what was going on, Ruan Sijun was still not going to be soft-hearted, and uttered a slightly serious word with her red lips:
"Xiao Luo, do you like Lu Huai?"
The clothes that Xu Luo was holding in his hand suddenly loosened and fell down.
His tone was quick and trembling: "Why do you think so?"
Perhaps realizing his own poor acting skills, Xu Luo took a deep breath to calm himself down, then quickly acted casually to save face: "I don't have much contact with Brother Lu. I've been working more with Brother Yi and Xingxing."
The beads of sweat flowed down along his ears, and the marks were clearly reflected in Ruan Sijun's eyes.
"Puff!"
Ruan Sijun suddenly chuckled, as if Su Ran had just seen something wrong.
He patted Xu Luo's shoulder with his right hand: "Xiao Luo, it's okay."
"Don't be so nervous, it's like I'm going to eat you up. How could I bear to do that?"
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Author's Note: Ding ding ding! Big update for the two Bs, the battle heats up. Actually, I've always wanted to write about them, but Jiang Feng... he's a bit special, he'll be spying secretly and not say anything, strong.
After all, the time of reincarnation is almost the same as the time Lu Huai takes to complete the mission, and his mentality is the result of years of accumulation.
Su is the type who will only confess voluntarily when panicked.
But he has always been in the state of a jade carver, that is, the innocence that has been suppressed for a long time... Guess what he does after returning to the dormitory at night while Ning Wenle is crawling in the dark?
Friendly reminder: he can draw and sculpt, hehe!
The black team sharks the white team, and the white team sharks the big fight~
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