Chapter 1 — Couple Bracelets

While livestreaming, the corner of my bedroom wall accidentally entered the frame of a semi-nude oil painting by famous singer Luc Chap, which immediately made me climb to the top of the search results. The manager was happy as if he had caught gold: "Push the couple!" I refused: "It's not very convenient." The manager was puzzled: "You're an eighteenth-ranked actor, but you're stuck with a top-class person like Luc Chap, what's wrong with that?" I replied: "Ah, I used to know him, I dumped him." Manage: "???" But just half an hour later, Luc Chap posted a photo of him practicing the piano, wearing the same bracelet as me. Weibo is down.1I went to hot search. It happened because of last night's work livestream, someone took a screenshot and zoomed in, seeing that in the corner of my room there was an oil painting of Luc Chap's bust. Luc Chap, eighteen years old, thanks to his self-composed song "Brilliant Summer", he won the music contest, rising like a kite in the wind. Since then, his career has progressed continuously, becoming a top artist with both strength and fame. He is quiet and modest, debuted for five years without any scandals. As for me, I'm just an anonymous eighteenth-rate actor in the entertainment world. As soon as the screenshot was released, I felt like I was sitting on a rocket climbing straight into the sky, literally hitting the top of the stream. I didn't expect I would become famous this way. My manager, Ms. Kieu, held the phone in her hand, extremely excited: "Push the couple! A Dao! Just grasp this opportunity and you will be successful!" I was racking my brain to think of an explanation and refused: "It's not very convenient." Ms. Kieu's face was full of doubt: "You're ranked eighteen and you're stuck with a top stream like Luc Chap, what's wrong?" I said briefly: "Ah, I used to know him, I dumped him." Ms. Kieu: “???” “You mean, not only do we know each other, but are also their ex-girlfriend?!” Ms. Kieu got crazy, grabbed my shoulder and shook me hard: “Why didn't you say it sooner! If you had said it sooner, you wouldn't have to be stuck in this eighteenth-class world! Aaaaa!” I kept calm and patted her hand: "As you said, it's an ex-girlfriend. It's lucky they didn't murder me." "What do you call 'leaning' on your ex-boyfriend?" "Forget it, you can't play this move, it's better to worry about how to correct it." Having said that, she stood up and called the company boss. I opened the photo again and looked at it. In fact, the livestream was just a quick glance, but who would have thought it would be exposed. In the painting, the boy stands under the ginkgo tree, tall, wearing faded jeans, holding a white shirt. He bowed his head slightly, his black hair was slightly wet, his eyebrows were delicate, his eyes were cold. The muscles are clearly toned, the chin is tight, the ears are slightly red, clearly showing tension and embarrassment. Both sexy and pure, impulsive and immature. Tch. It's hard to blame being exposed. That was the first time I met Luc Chap. In the summer of my eighteenth year, one day after finishing my university entrance exam, my father brought home a woman only three years older than me. I broke the Tsinghua porcelain he loved most. As a result, he was exiled to a remote mountainous area for "re-education". My father sponsored tuition for several students there, Luc Chap was one of them. At that time, I looked at everyone in disgust, cursed heaven and earth, refused to stay, and stubbornly announced that I would walk home. Luc Chap followed me the whole way, until my legs were so tired that I had to sit down, my limited edition sneakers were also covered in mud. He stood there for a long time, took off his white shirt and gave it to me, pursing his lips: "Your shoes are dirty." Ms. Kieu's scream pulled me out of my thoughts. She took the phone and rushed over: "Ah Dao! Look quickly! Luc Chap just posted on Weibo! That bracelet is exactly the same as the one you wore when you livestreamed yesterday, right? Is he

What do you mean by this?!” I was stunned, about to reload to take a closer look, but discovered that Weibo had collapsed. ??? My eyes were dark. Luc Chap, you are in peace, why are you dragging out an ex-girlfriend like me to push the couple? A Dao, he clearly still has feelings for you!” I looked expressionless: "I see he just wants to send me on my way." Luc Chap's fans are famous for being strong, in five years of debut they have never had a scandal, but now being "tainted" by an eighteenth-ranked actor like me, just thinking about it is enough to know how tragically I will die. "...Sounds reasonable." Ms. Kieu began to calm down, her eyes looked at me full of sympathy: "Luc Chap is famous for being a well-educated person, what kind of grudge do you have with them to be remembered so much?" This really makes me speechless. Is it because I used Luc Chap's shirt to clean my shoes? Or make him carry me ten kilometers in the hot sun? Or... steal someone's first kiss, then two months later without saying a word, slap their butt and leave? Well, maybe it's because when he left, he left a bank card at the bedside, with a note saying: "Thank you for two months of care." Indeed, heaven has eyes, karma does not spare anyone. "It's best to post a correction." I folded the terrible script in my hand. “I can't handle this amount of attention.” I went to Weibo and wrote a sincere apology, showing the humble attitude of an unknown actor who doesn't dare to climb high. “Senior Luc Chap and I are not close friends, this misunderstanding due to coincidence caused him trouble, I'm really sorry! If I have the opportunity in the future, I hope to directly apologize to Mr. Luc!"... The truth proves that I am still too naive. The statement was filled with sincerity, as if wanting to "clearly cut off" with Luc Chap, in the end it was like pouring a bowl of water into a pan of boiling oil - exploding. "It's better not to post." Ms. Kieu hugged her chest, regretting it endlessly. “Now it's like you're acting like you don't care about people!” I can't even open Weibo, the behind-the-scenes messages are crowded. I know I've been "dug" in all kinds of ways, with real and fake information flying everywhere. Even my high school photos were pulled out. Ms. Kieu snatched the phone from my hand: "Stop reading those things. Just stay quiet for a while, it will probably cool down.” I stretched and yawned: "This is the first time I experience the feeling of being famous, it's really exciting. Besides, not everyone curses me. Just now there was a text message praising me for being pretty." That's the first half of the message. The second half said that Luc Chap and I were a good match, and said that this was the first time he showed his "sincerity" and sent blessings from the bottom of his heart. That part I automatically filtered out of my brain. “But it's not without benefits. Thanks to this period, I received many invitations to advertise and reality shows."