Chapter 5: It's small, and very cute too

The camera panned to the area near Jiang Nanxi and zoomed in on a pen. No one was holding it, yet the pen began to scribble away on the test paper, answering the questions.

Soon, it was finished.

*Clatter.*

The pen dropped and landed on the desk.

All the guests and the production crew stared in horror toward Jiang Nanxi, while she stood up, looking pleased with herself, and handed in her paper.

A staff member glanced at Jiang Nanxi’s test paper and announced with a complicated expression, "Jiang Nanxi, full marks!"

【Holy crap, for real?】

【Didn't Jiang Nanxi study agriculture in college? She must have known the right answers but didn't write them down on purpose, just to act spooky and grab attention. Is she trying to trend again?】

【But no one was holding the pen! That pen was standing there and moving on its own—it’s terrifying!】

【It must be a script arranged by the production team, right? There’s definitely a transparent string pulling the pen!】

Time was up, and the staff collected the papers. The others, not knowing the answers, could only rely on blind guessing.

Jiang Nanxi scored a perfect ten, earning 10 points. Her teammate, Li Chu, had better luck and guessed six out of the ten questions correctly, bringing their total to 16 points.

Liu Qingyan x Song Shixing: 14 points.

Song Wanwan x Shen Lan: 8 points.

Seeing the total, Jiang Nanxi let out a "Woohoo" and went straight to the director. "Director, 16 points is just enough for a bowl of beef noodles and two bottles of iced black tea. Serve us up."

Li Chu thought for a moment and said, "Let's just get the beef noodles. We can use the remaining 6 points for daily necessities; otherwise, we won't have anything to wash up with before bed tonight."

"It's only morning, it's still a long way until bedtime. Look on the bright side—what if we die this afternoon and haven't spent our points yet? Wouldn't that be a huge loss?"

Li Chu:?

Audience:?

The two used their points to exchange for beef noodles and iced black tea. Liu Qingyan’s group also exchanged for some food, but only Song Wanwan and Shen Lan couldn't afford anything to eat.

Food cost at least 10 points, and they only had 8, so they could only exchange for two drinks and sit there drinking them dry.

Song Wanwan looked at Jiang Nanxi eating, her face dark. She whispered to Shen Lan, "Why did her pen move on its own? These questions were so difficult, and the director didn't leak them to anyone. How could someone with Jiang Nanxi’s lousy education get a perfect score?"

Shen Lan frowned and said, "I don't know. She’s been so strange lately. Could she be possessed by a ghost?"

After finishing her meal, Jiang Nanxi stared seriously at Li Chu’s face for a moment. "Chu Chu, don't go near any water this afternoon. We’re out of points now that we’ve eaten, and I can't afford to buy you a coffin."

Director:?

Audience:?

The audience was speechless upon hearing Jiang Nanxi’s words, never expecting her to curse her teammate with death on the very first day of filming.

The comments were instantly flooded with insults directed at Jiang Nanxi.

But Li Chu herself looked at Jiang Nanxi in shock. "I’ve been having a bit of bad luck lately. A few days ago, my mom found a fortune teller to look at my fortune, and he also told me not to go near water in the near future!

But when I asked him why, he said the secrets of heaven must not be revealed. Nanxi, do you know why?"

Jiang Nanxi: "The secrets of heaven must not be revealed."

Li Chu: "..."

Jiang Nanxi stood up and stretched, ready to go out and complete her tasks. Just as she stepped out, she saw Shen Lan avoiding the cameras and walking over, pulling her into a secluded corner.

Shen Lan: "The incident last time caused a lot of trouble for Wanwan and me. If you publicly admit that we broke up a long time ago and that she isn't a mistress, I’ll give you five million."

Song Wanwan’s status was higher than his, and she had the backing of the wealthy Song family. After the scandal broke, while it affected her reputation, it didn't impact her career.

The one most affected was Shen Lan. He had been labeled a disgraced artist, and many of his collaborations were dropped halfway through negotiations.

"If Song Wanwan isn't a mistress, doesn't that make me the troublemaking mistress?"

Jiang Nanxi looked at him with mockery. "To protect Song Wanwan, you’re willing to let me take the blame? How am I supposed to survive in the entertainment industry after this?"

"I have no other choice."

Shen Lan looked at her affectionately. "Nanxi, this is just a temporary measure. The internet is full of abuse toward me, and many of my deals have fallen through. If I don't tie myself to Song Wanwan, I’m finished!

Song Wanwan has the popularity, and the Song family has power and influence. I only associate with her to get famous, to provide you with a better life. I promise you, once I become an A-list star, I will definitely break it off with Song Wanwan and be with only you!"

Jiang Nanxi thought for a moment, sighed, and said, "Shen Lan, you know that apart from Northern Myanmar and me, no one else will ever be as devoted to you. We have so many years of history—how can you measure it with money?"

"Then what do you want?"

"You have to pay more."

"Fifty million, plus a house in the Imperial Capital."

Shen Lan couldn't keep up the act anymore. His face darkened. "Jiang Nanxi, I still have feelings for you, but are you treating me like a sucker?"

"Take it or leave it. If you don't pay, get lost."

Jiang Nanxi turned to leave, but Shen Lan grabbed her. "Don't push your luck! You did those things, and I’m still offering you five million—that’s already being generous! If you don't help me explain this time, do you believe the Song family can destroy you?!"

"Oh, how scary. Maybe I should just help explain it then."

"That's more like it!"

Jiang Nanxi took out her phone and, right in front of Shen Lan, reposted a video of him being caught cheating, adding the caption: 【It’s okay, one minute is already very impressive. Small is cute too.】

Seeing such explosive news, the gossip-hungry crowd swarmed in, asking in shock.

【Wait, how big is his little brother?】

Jiang Nanxi replied, 【About the size of a toothpick.】

【Damn, what does Song Wanwan see in him?】

【Toothpick Brother, are you really only one minute? @Shen Lan V】

【So small and short, yet you still cheat?】

Shen Lan was right next to Jiang Nanxi, and he was furious when he saw what she posted.

He couldn't help but roar, "Jiang Nanxi! I was with you for so long, but you were so conservative you wouldn't even let me touch you. You don't even know how big I am, why are you spouting nonsense online!"

Jiang Nanxi ignored him, shoved her phone into her pocket, and walked away.

Shen Lan chased after her in a rage. "Jiang Nanxi, delete that post! I’m ordering you to delete it, did you hear me!"

Jiang Nanxi returned to the guesthouse, first glancing at Shen Lan, then at the guests and staff who happened to be eating.

She suddenly said, "Toothpick Brother—oh, no, I mean, does anyone need a toothpick after eating? Toothpicks are very useful; they’re done in a minute. Does anyone want one?"

The crowd, who were eating while scrolling through their phones and had just seen the new trending topic #ShenLanIsAOneMinuteToothpick#, went: "..."

You better be talking about actual toothpicks!

Jiang Nanxi grabbed a toothpick and walked over to Song Wanwan, asking with a look of pure innocence, "Wanwan, do you want a toothpick? Aren't toothpicks very useful?"