Chapter 100

Page Forty-Nine Welcoming Doormat Ready

Around eight o’clock, a sneaky head suddenly popped up from around the entrance corner of the exhibitors.

Although she wore a mask and sunglasses, she didn’t wear a hat, and her messy seaweed-like hair easily gave away her identity.

Noticing me, she glanced left and right before running over in tiny steps, but seemed unaccustomed to the thick-soled boots, nearly tripping and falling.

“Pfft!” I covered my mouth, unable to hold back my laughter.

But as they say, clothes make the man. Dance Sauce looked quite attractive after dressing up.

Only, she got into character too quickly; just one night, and she was already wearing a miniskirt and knee-high socks.

“Good morning, little brother Chang Kai! Are you here to pick me up?”

“Yeah, you’re earlier than I expected.”

“Hehe, a reader took me part of the way.”

She scratched her head bashfully and added proudly, “It was a girl! She rode a motorcycle, so cool!”

I wanted to scream inside.

So what if it was a girl? Is it that amazing if a girl likes you? Wait until you go back to being your scruffy self, and see if that girl still likes you!

“Oh, Teacher Xiao Yedie?”

Dance Sauce finally noticed someone hiding behind me.

At one meter sixty, Xiao Yedie crouched behind me, seemingly trying to eavesdrop, peeking out with half her face and curiously watching Dance Sauce—like a cat.

Orange used to do the same, half-concealed, spying on me. I once suspected Orange was an alien spy observing humans.

“Very sorry for troubling you with my affairs.”

“Are you Little Sister Gongyong Xiaojī?”

Seemingly not entirely convinced, Xiao Yedie adjusted her glasses, reflecting a glaring white light under the sun, blinding my eyes.

“You’re different from what I imagined, not like someone with social anxiety… Are you really Teacher Xiaojī?”

“Absolutely, social anxiety can be overcome!”

Dance Sauce seemed fond of this editor who was half a head shorter than her. The look in her eyes toward Xiao Yedie was almost indulgent—this person was indeed a professional little sister fan, liking any short girls?

Even though she herself was short!

“That hairstyle looks a lot like your brother’s, but… there’s a flaw in your words! When did you meet me? And calling him ‘Little Brother Chang Kai’? Hmm?”

No wonder this woman had been rolling in the workplace for years, Xiao Yedie, with her meticulous mind, caught the flaw in Dance Sauce’s language.

Xiao Cangyu never went outside, so there was no reason to recognize Xiao Yedie. Moreover, the chat room called me “Brother Kai.”

“This? Our house has security cameras. I saw you guys come in yesterday. I’m used to calling him ‘older brother,’ rarely speaking, sometimes making mistakes… Sorry, Brother Kai, thinking about it, I was rude, will you be angry?”

I was stunned, “Ah? Oh, no worries.”

Dance Sauce, a seasoned author, spoke convincingly, ending with a sincere apology, shifting the topic to avoid Xiao Yedie’s questions.

Xiao Yedie nodded, seemingly satisfied with the explanation.

She turned to me and said, “By the way, since I have a large booth to manage, I might be busy later. Can you keep Little Sister Xiaojī company? I might not have time?”

I patted my chest in assurance, “Leave Xiao Cangyu to me, I’ll take good care of her.”

The statement had a double meaning.

Dance Sauce glared at me fiercely, frowning and showing a fierce expression… though cute, it wasn’t scary.

Though the novel was written by Dance Sauce, submissions were made under Feng Cangyu’s name, thus legally, “Little Sister Gongyong Xiaojī” is Xiao Cangyu. Xiao Yedie’s records would also show “Feng Cangyu,” so calling her “Xiao Cangyu” today was fine.

Just, what’s it like to play your own younger sister?

“Back from the dead…”

Entering the cool indoor area, Dance Sauce couldn’t help but sigh, tugging at her T-shirt collar to breathe easier.

“The other authors for the book signing have arrived. Because of Little Sister Xiaojī joining us, we need to renegotiate each author’s signing time.”

“Oh, that’s a bother.”

“Not at all, having you here is like a lifesaver. Compared to Siberia, this is nothing.”

“Siberia? Ah, I can move freely outside signing hours, right?”

“Yes, but going out after performing might get you recognized by fans.”

Xiao Yedie pulled out a small notebook from her skirt pocket and wrote something down, continuing, “I’ll try to schedule you in the afternoon. In the morning, you can move around freely and observe how other authors sign.”

“Thank you very much.”

“Since you’re meeting, I’ll return to the Witch Workshop booth.”

“Take your time, remember to come pick up Little Sister Xiaojī later!”

Seeing Flow Flow and Dance Sauce meet would surely be interesting… They both thought the other stood them up, yet met in another form. So-called standing someone up is also not standing them up.

Returning to the Witch Workshop side, more than half an hour had passed.

Yellow and blue magical girls had changed clothes, sitting on two stools at the backstage door. Yellow magical girl Thunder Meow-Meow flipped through “Magical Girl Heaven” while chatting with Blue magical girl Miss Marika.

Wu Qinglan was nowhere to be seen, probably handling some matters.

Not mentioning Thunder Meow-Meow, who was originally a girl, Miss Marika, as Wu Qinglan’s junior, was a mature woman nearing thirty, but under Lin Hua’s makeup, she truly looked like a seventeen-year-old girl.

Thunder Meow-Meow had clear likes and dislikes. Though he disliked the frivolous Wu Qinglan, he was quite open with the reliable Miss Marika. Neither noticed my approach.

“Cough cough”

I deliberately coughed twice.

“Oh, young man? Where did you run off to?”

“Helping Little Sister Xiao Yedie with someone. Has everyone else arrived?”

“Not yet.” Miss Marika shook her head.

Her originally golden-brown wavy hair was hidden under blue wig, just changing the color, her overall aura seemed different… felt like a fool.

If stupidity had a color, it would be blue.

“Little Lin Hua is still helping Xiao Yao with her hair, Xiao Feiyue is helping Xiao Qian with her clothes.”

“Hmm? Who is Xiao Yao?” Is there such a person?

“Aren’t you the one who brought her? Yan Yao?”

I was stunned for a moment, realizing Yan Liuzhuan had changed to a female name, but it made sense. Yan Liuzhuan sounded like a boy’s name.

“Because we usually call nicknames, I forgot for a moment.”

Thunder Meow-Meow added without looking up.

“As you thought, Xiao Qian’s clothes are too tight, so the little tailor is helping to modify them. It seems to take a lot of time.”

While talking, Thunder Meow-Meow lowered her head, stroking the white socks on her legs, smoothing out the wrinkles, which was natural, but when she noticed my gaze, her face flushed, her gemstone-like eyes carrying a hint of shyness and anger.

“Don’t stare at my feet!!”

Her boot kicked my shin, hard and painful.

“Ouch, ouch, ouch, it was just a coincidence.”

“Would you stare that long by coincidence?”

“On stage, doesn’t it matter if many people are watching?”

“I’m not performing now!”

“Considering myself your fan, I’m hurt, turning black!”

“Anyway, you’re just lusting after my body, right?”

“I really love your singing!”

“How well do the two of you know each other?” Miss Marika clapped her hands in surprise.

“In what way?!” X2

The backstage door opened again, revealing the black magical girl with the giant scythe, Xiao Yao, silently stepping out, noticing me looking at her, she spun around demonstratively.

“It took some time with the hairstyle, how does it look?” She was asking me.

Black magical girl had an infinity symbol hairband, Xiao Yao’s original hair was straight, so no wig was needed. Lin Hua must have spent a lot of time on this hairstyle.

“Great! As Lin Hua said, you really suit this role.”

A faint smile appeared on her originally indifferent face.

“That’s good… Can I have a comic book?”

“No problem, take whatever you want.” Miss Marika pointed to the displayed books on the shelves.

“You all are here to help, a comic book is nothing… Would you like me to sign it?”

“Thank you, understanding the character and work you cosplay is responsible.”

Xiao Yao thanked her, and Thunder Meow-Meow agreed, waving the comic she was reading halfway through.

“You’re quite professional~ That’s why I read it, unexpectedly it’s热血, suits me perfectly!”

“But the first yellow one died!”

Finished reading, I interjected.

“Huh?”

Thunder Meow-Meow was stunned, then jumped up like an angry cat, swinging her prop gloves to hit me.

“Chang Kai! I【bleep】! How dare you【bleep】spoil it for me!”