Chapter 2 — From Green Tea to Palace

I cried, my eyes filled with tears and I grabbed the manager's hand: "Sister... we've known each other for many years, even if we don't have a close relationship, we still have some sisterhood... You can't watch me destroy myself for the next half of my life, right...?" After hearing that, the manager's face turned pale and she gritted her teeth as she said every word: "To He He, shut up! If you could act like this on set, you would have exploded a long time ago!" "Less talk! It's getting late, get in the car quickly!" I cried and mumbled a protest: "This palace is naturally suspicious, something is wrong with this situation... Or... should I ride a bike and ride it is safer...?" The manager almost had a stroke on the spot. Before I could scold him further, the car door suddenly opened automatically - I raised my head and faced Tan Tu's gentle smile. …For a second, I was as good as a puppy. My face was red, I didn't dare look straight, but before I bowed my head, my eyes still accidentally wandered down to his lips. Today it must be the real lip color, soft pale pink, just looking at it makes my heart skip a beat. “…Money…senior…” “Get in the car first, this is my car.” Tan Tu said, reaching out his hand towards me. …That hand… I dare to hold it and die immediately!!! I could only pretend to look away, my heart pounding as if it wanted to jump out of my chest. 3. In the car, the air conditioner was turned on very low, but I still felt hot all over. “Money… senior…” My voice was small and trembling like the blowing wind. He tilted his head to look at me, his eyes were gentle, the corners of his lips curled up: "No need to be so polite. Just call me like before... just call me "Mr. Tu"." His voice was very warm, gently comforting my heart that was as tense as a string. Tan Tu is my mother's favorite student, and is also the most proud of the students she has ever taught. Since entering school, he has been the hottest character in the grade. I'm different - I just came back from abroad in 10th grade, the first time I met him at the opening ceremony, saw his tall, handsome appearance, excellent temperament... just one look, I was already "in love". My mother taught him for three years in a row — both as a homeroom teacher and as a calligraphy teacher. Occasionally, he would come to my house to study. Mom often kept him there to eat, and "conveniently" forced him to tutor me in extra lessons. But back then, he and I rarely talked. Mainly because he... was so cold, and I kept seeing him as my heart skipped a beat, so I didn't dare open my mouth to say a word. By nature, I am not the quiet type. On the contrary, my personality is still noisy and impulsive. My mother once joked right in front of Tan Tu: "Maybe only A Tu can handle this little firecracker. After a few years abroad, her temper becomes even more stubborn." …My mother at that time had no idea how much her 16-year-old daughter secretly liked her mother's "favorite student". Tan Tu is two years older than me. When I was in school, I always called him "Mr. Tu". But after he took the university entrance exam, he moved to another city to study, and then debuted in the entertainment world. We haven't seen each other for many years. The distance is getting farther and farther, he and I gradually become strangers. It's just that... his relationship with my mother is still very close. Listening to my mother, every time he had free time, Tan Tu would visit my mother, but every time... it wasn't the right time for me to be home - either I was going to school, or I was busy at work. I pursed my lips, bowed my head, my voice as soft as a mosquito: "I... I'm sorry... I dragged you into this trouble..." Tan Tu tilted his eyes to look at me, the light from the car door shone on his face, the light shining on his face. eyes slightly curved, lips curled into a smile, only letting out a single word: "Hmm?" Tan Tu looked at me intently, his eyes full of doubt. He has been slightly nearsighted since he was in school, and his eyes are too sensitive to wear contact lenses. After entering the entertainment industry, to maintain his image, the company did not let him wear glasses when appearing in public. Therefore, when talking to others, he always has the habit of leaning closer or staring at the other person, eyes focused and... deep. But I remember what a female celebrity once said: "If a male idol looks at you intently, his eyes are so deep that even looking at... a dog feels like he's in love." I swallowed hard, trying to pull my galloping reason back into position, telling myself absolutely not to delude myself. “I… want to talk about that… Weibo thing…” He slightly raised his eyebrows, the corner of his lips curled slightly: “Ah, that thing?” "Since the night of that incident, you've been calling me continuously, why don't you pick up the phone or respond to messages?" Having said that, he held up his phone, his dark eyes looking straight at me, as if forcing me to explain. I cleared my throat and replied seriously: "You may not believe it... but... my phone blew up on its own." Tan Tu slightly raised his eyebrows, writing four big words on his face: "I don't believe it." Before I could elaborate further, the car suddenly braked suddenly. My whole body followed inertia and fell forward. At that moment, a strong arm tightened around my waist, holding me tightly in his chest. I was stunned. Today I wore a low-cut dress, my flesh directly touching his hot palm. A second later, my brain immediately exploded with fireworks. As if burned, I sat up straight in panic, escaped his arms, and ran away as if avoiding an electric shock. “Are you okay?” — His voice was low and a little worried. I shook my head frantically, feeling like my face was as red as boiling shrimp. Luckily today I deliberately applied thick, white foundation, otherwise I would have been embarrassed to death with just a glance. The driver turned around, looking a bit awkward. Right after that, the manager sitting in the passenger seat also turned around, smiled and asked: "Lam Tu Nhuoc stopped the car, she said... she wanted to get in together." My heart was pounding. This trip is to promote the movie, an S-rated show, all the main actors will be present. And it's only ten minutes from the parking lot to the studio, while Lam Tu Nhuoc is clearly in her own car... Why do you want to get in Tan Tu's car now? In fact, to create a couple with Tan Tu, Lam Tu Nhuoc deliberately got off the bus right here, and also intentionally leaked the schedule to fans, causing the surrounding area to be filled with fans coming to support. “Before we left, I said I wasn't allowed to do that!” Tan Tu - who has always been famous in the world as a "stable EQ peak" - is now clearly upset, his face is so black that it can scare people to death. The manager frowned, intending to advise but hesitated: "But... with Lam Tu Nhuoc's personality..." Pausing for a moment, she still tried to soften her voice: "Besides, this is just to support the promotion of the movie. Once the propaganda period passes, there will be no more chance for her to cling to you." As she spoke, she opened the car door. 4. Lam Tu Nhuoc stepped forward, his face with exquisite makeup. But as soon as she saw me sitting in the car, the smile on her face dropped straight down. “Are you here too?!” She deliberately tilted her body as she walked got in the car, causing the camera angle to point directly at me - intentionally allowing the media to capture the entire scene of me being "pinned". But she did not expect that doing so would also reveal Tan Tu's dark face in front of the camera. I sat in the front seat, so Lam Tu Nhuoc reluctantly had to sit in the back. In the car, the cold air was as tight as a guitar string. As soon as she sat down, she immediately stuck to Tan Tu, opened her mouth to chatter, not even giving me a glance: "Today is so stressful... It's been a long time since I've seen fans this crowded." Tan Tu still had a cold face, raised his head and looked out the window: "It's not the first time on a show, you should be nervous... it must be He He." He called my intimate name, causing the whole car to freeze for a second. Lam Tu Nhuoc paused, then the corner of his lips curled slightly, glanced at me, his voice sharper than a knife: "That's right, after all, I just lost a lot of face. It's very difficult to be on an S+ show like this, it must be very nervous, right?" Then she curled her lips and smiled like she wasn't smiling: "Be careful... if your fans find you in real life, they'll curse you to pieces." I tilted my head, my eyes were clear, my voice was as sweet as honey: "What do you mean by that? Are you secretly happy because I'm unlucky?" Then I smiled innocently: "I thought you were famous for being gentle and kind... I didn't expect you to be like everyone else, knowing how to say these harsh words." I looked at her with my chin in my hand, smiling as if nothing happened, but in my heart I had already pulled out a sharpened knife. Anyway... with the image of "gentle green tea" that the company has built, I'm so used to this kind of sarcastic response. After listening to me, the driver almost burst out laughing and lost control of the steering wheel, almost crashing straight into the median! Even the manager, whose face was always as cold as ice, now had her mouth trembling, and she couldn't help but laugh.

"To He He He! What do you mean? Who are you making fun of?!" Lam Tu Nhuoc's face turned red, and it was clear that her makeup was thinner than mine, so it couldn't hide the anger burning on her face. "Qin Tu! Don't you think she looks like this... so fake?!"