"The Sickly CEO’s Shared Senses" Chapter 67
67. Joining a Romance Reality Show Together
"Excellent. It seems he hasn't broken free from control."
She muttered to herself in a small voice, turning then to look at him with a proud, delicate demeanor. "Then do you know your mistake?"
Killian stared lazily at the ceiling with his phoenix eyes, propping up his head as he drawled helplessly, "Mhm. I was wrong, my good Highness."
"Since you know your mistake," Tara commanded him with an air of noble coldness, "then why aren't you hurrying to carry out the task this Empress assigned to you?"
Hearing this, Killian stopped pretending altogether. He sat up, narrowing his eyes at her. "What task? Finding male concubines for you?"
Tara took it completely for granted. "Nonsense!" Her beautiful brows furrowed. "I told you to call this Empress 'Highness.' Do you want to be punished again?"
Killian was angered into a laugh. He suddenly leaned close, a dangerous aura enveloping her. "Is that so? Then, Your Highness, what kind of male concubine are you looking for?"
Looking at his magnified, handsome face, Tara completely ignored his dangerous atmospheric pressure. She actually began to think about it quite seriously. "Hmm, let's see..."
Pondering to herself, after a moment, she simply whipped out her phone and searched on Baidu:
【Who are the male celebrities with god-tier looks?】
Witnessing this, Killian nearly ground his back teeth to pieces from anger.
A brief moment later.
"Here, someone of his type will do."
With that, Tara thrust an image right in front of his face.
Killian swept a cold glance over it, then suddenly froze.
Because the character in this image happened to be someone he recognized.
That was the male protagonist, Julian, from a novel titled
The Wealthy Stepmother Becomes an Absolute Sensation Across the Internet After Bringing Her Rebellious Son to a Parenting Show
, which Tara had read seven years ago.
Once upon a time, she had loved this novel immensely, declaring that if she became wealthy one day, she would definitely adapt this novel into an anime.
He remembered all of it, which was why later on, an anime company under the Qi clan bought the copyright. Just as she had wished back then, the novel was adapted into an anime.
And this picture she was holding was precisely the 3D realistic character model version of Julian.
Handsome as he was, the problem was that this was a 2D fictional character, wasn't it?
The trace of jealousy in his heart felt as though it had been unleashed upon thin air. Killian didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "You like this type?"
Tara nodded. "Yes!"
Killian’s dark gaze stared at her. "Aside from him, you don't like any other real-life male celebrities?"
Tara shook her head. "The others are far too ordinary; none look as good as Julian."
These words essentially knocked down every single real-life male celebrity in the current entertainment industry with a single stroke.
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"However..."
She suddenly leaned close, staring intently at Killian's face to examine it closely. "This Empress finds that you, Guard Qi, actually possess looks that are on par with Julian."
Was this praising him for having a face like a high-quality 3D model?
The corners of his lips curled slightly. "Is that so?"
"Mhm, but it’s a pity." Tara shook her head. "You aren't a celebrity." She looked at him, her chin lifting slightly as she stated proudly, "As you know, this Empress currently only likes male celebrities. Therefore, this Empress gives you three days. Within three days, you must find me a male concubine of this type!"
Killian stared at her quietly, closing the distance inch by inch, once again "committing an offense against his superior" by pinning her beneath him.
"Your Highness, you already have this subordinate to warm your bed—is that not enough? You still want others?"
Regarding his offense against his superior, Tara initially wanted to be angry, but looking at his magnified, handsome face, she couldn't bring herself to stay mad.
Truth be told, Guard Qi truly looked exceptionally handsome!
She stared quietly into his dark, sharp eyes for a few seconds, when a sudden stroke of genius hit her. "Guard Qi, how about you consider transitioning to become a male celebrity?"
Killian: "...?"
Tara looked at him with a fixed gaze, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt it was completely viable.
Guard Qi’s face looked so exceptionally dashing and elegant; if he transitioned to become a male celebrity, when he sang, danced, and acted, there was no telling how thrilling it would be!
At this thought, she immediately issued a definitive command: "Guard Qi, this Empress commands you to debut as a male celebrity three days from now. When the time comes, this Empress doesn't mind favoring you more often. This is a benevolence—do not fail to appreciate my kindness, understand?"
Killian: "..."
With his current status, truly debuting to become a celebrity was bound to be unfeasible, but he could utilize another, more roundabout method.
Thus, two days later on a peaceful afternoon, the official Weibo account of
The Journey of Romance
suddenly released a promotional announcement post:
【On a journey woven by time, mountains, and rivers, meeting you is the most romantic trip. Welcome to the official Weibo of the Qi Group and @Rain_Over_Begonias (listed in no particular order) as they unlock a unique journey of heartbeats for us!】
Tiffany Song was currently a corporate drone who had graduated four years ago.
Ever since Rain Over Begonias withdrew from the internet seven years ago, she would perform one task every single day, which was to log onto Weibo to check her account activity.
Even though the Great Author-Artist had already vanished for seven years, she consistently and unceasingly waited for her return.
On this day, just as usual, she logged onto Weibo during the afternoon and happened to see this post pushed by the system.
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First, she suspected her own eyes were playing tricks on her, staring at it in utter disbelief for several seconds. Following that, she suddenly couldn't restrain herself from letting out an excited shriek!
Great Author Rain Over Begonias was returning?!
Huh? Ahhhhh?!
Wait a minute, this show—if she remembered correctly, wasn't it a romance travel reality show?
Are they sure they didn't tag the wrong person?
Equally excited and bewildered as her were the crowds within the comment section:
— "What kind of new tagging method is this, not stating the guests' concrete names?"
— "The official Weibo of the Qi Group?! Holy crap, are you sure you didn't tag the wrong account?"
— "What's the situation? Rain Over Begonias is making a comeback?"
— "This is the official promotional text for the fourth group of travel guests; the official account couldn't possibly write nonsense. So my Great Author Rain Over Begonias is truly returning, and even joining a reality show to reveal her face! This happiness came so suddenly it feels entirely like a dream!"
— "Ugh, Great Author Rain Over Begonias is my ultimate 'white moonlight'—who understands? Her works have had absolutely no substitute up until now; they're truly magnificent!"
— "So what exactly do you mean by tagging the official Weibo of the Qi Group? Can you make it clear?"
— "This is a romance reality show—why is no one catching the main point? Moreover, is the official Weibo of the Qi Group something that can be tagged just casually? Taste it, savor it carefully!"
— "Ahhhhh I'm going crazy! Boldly dreaming of a Daddy Qi!"
— "Now that is far too audacious!"
— "Little Begonia, you didn't actually score Daddy Qi, did you? Rain Over Begonias?"
— "As an old alumna who graduated from Yun University, it's hard not to overthink seeing this combination of IDs. Back then, Daddy Qi was our Yun University's computer science genius and school hunk—a true unapproachable flower on a high ridge. Later, he was won over by the art department belle, Tara Tang. Who would have thought—seven years have passed by now, tsk tsk..."
— "Wait, what does the person upstairs mean? Make it clear!"
— "I belong to the same graduating class as CEO Qi. The stuff I posted before was all blocked, but today I can finally speak openly and honorably. During his junior year, CEO Qi dated a girlfriend named Tara Tang, the art department belle. She was incredibly beautiful, and CEO Qi loved her excessively. Rain Over Begonias is also an artist—there’s no mistake, it’s absolutely the two of them!"
……
Because of this official promotional announcement, several topics on the Weibo Hot Search charts exploded.
Tara also had no idea that her hidden identity had already been nearly fully unraveled by people.
At this moment, she had just briefly snapped back to reality from the "Empress Tara" setting not long ago, and was currently hiding inside her room in awkward self-isolation.
It was far too cringe!
Who could tell her why a silly female-dominant web novel she had read ten years ago would suddenly enact vengeance upon her frame right now?
Killian was bound to laugh himself to death over her!
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