Chapter 93

Page Forty-Two The Selection of the Cosplayer (Extra Update!)

Five hundred yuan! Hourly wage!

With this money, I wouldn’t have trouble finding a cosplayer. Witch Qinglan must be joking with me, right?

After finally withstanding Witch Qinglan’s extravagant offer, I held back my internal injuries and wiped the blood from the corner of my mouth, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Of course, I spat it into the trash bin.

I thought carefully. If I needed three pretty girls, I could indeed manage that.

Firstly, Linhua, who has become a girl, would definitely be willing to help.

Then, my super cute and adorable little sister Juzi can also count as one.

Tomorrow is Saturday. As long as I use a household registration book to lure Zhaozhao out from home, Xiaolei can also be counted as one, making it three already.

Tian Qian and Lei Miaomiao are likely not an issue either. Earlier, Sister Yuan Yue mentioned there were no performance opportunities recently, so she should be quite free these days. Moreover, even though the stage is small, CCP, such a large manga exhibition, is also a great opportunity for Lei Miaomiao to gain more popularity.

Yan Liuzhuan is also someone who knows about the divine stone. If he exchanges his services as a model (without taking off clothes) to help for a day, he might agree — as long as he doesn’t strip in front of everyone.

Of course, there’s also Lord Xiaotang. This way, the selection seems quite sufficient.

“I’ll take care of finding the cosplayers. I can find three girls.”

“Tsk…”

“Did you ‘tsk’ just now? You did make a tsk sound, didn’t you!”

Even though I promised to help find girls for cosplay, Witch Qinglan seemed displeased, emitting a “tsk” sound.

I could guess the reason… Ultimately, he just wanted me to crossdress.

Oh no, this person might be a pervert!

“But do you have a way to prepare everyone’s clothing sizes?”

“Don’t worry about that. The cosplay costumes are made by the club themselves, so sizes can be adjusted on-site.”

Receiving Witch Qinglan’s affirmative response, I immediately called Tian Qian.

She answered quickly, connecting after two rings.

“Oh, Younger Brother Lingmeng? It’s rare to hear from you. If you’re asking about the performance events, I haven’t decided yet.”

Her voice was somewhat weak, suggesting she was still sleeping.

“It’s not about that… Is Miss Qian and Miss Miaomiao free tomorrow?”

“Yes, why? Do you want to take us out somewhere?”

If I were to invite anyone, it would only be Miss Qian!

After our friendship plummeted, Lei Miaomiao didn’t like me much and would hit me every time we met. I’m not a masochist, but tomorrow’s matter does require Lei Miaomiao’s help. So, I explained the situation to Tian Qian.

“Huh? Do I also need to wear those light dresses? That’s a bit embarrassing~”

This “ye” sounds so young.

“Miss Qian, you’ve worn one-piece swimsuits before, right? Compared to that, a magical girl outfit is nothing!”

Oddly enough, although one-piece swimsuits have low exposure, they are quite sexy, especially when worn by someone like Tian Qian with her huge breasts. Just looking at her makes one feel excited.

“I know about CP this exhibition. It’s been quite a topic lately. Unfortunately, the news about the Water World came too late, otherwise, we might have gotten a chance to perform at the corporate booth. Hehe.”

In the phone call, I could hear the sound of leather rubbing, as if she had shifted on a leather sofa.

“That’s fortunate. Can you come? There’s a stage where you can perform, which would be good for Miaomiao.”

“No problem!” She lowered her voice, “But Younger Brother Lingmeng, the appearance fee for idols isn’t low!”

“Eh? Lei Miaomiao is still in the early stages. At this point, it should be about gaining popularity!”

“I’m just kidding. Your voice is shaking from nervousness.”

Actually, if we really had to pay appearance fees, Witch Qinglan wouldn’t mind. This person might really have a fortune, completely unaware of the meaning of working.

“Cough, should I ask Miaomiao?”

“No, don’t call her. I’ll try to convince her. I’ll contact you later if there’s anything else.”

“Thank you. If possible, please confirm it by the afternoon.”

I prioritized calling Tian Qian because Xiaotang, Linhua, and Xiaolei’s plates were too miserable. If I really asked them three, Witch Qinglan would surely argue with me.

Hey, for a three-on-one match, you’d need two decks, right?

For the same reason, I was hesitant about choosing the third person.

Linhua, one of the three plates, should be the easiest to convince. However, considering body shape, Yan Liuzhuan’s female MOD is the best among the remaining candidates, but I found it hard to ask him.

Originally, Juzi was a good choice, but her fantastic tail became a drawback. None of the five main magical girls have tails, and hers can’t be removed.

“Yo, young man, you’re here.”

A lazy voice interrupted my thoughts. A tall and thin man with his hair tied up approached me, spinning the car key of Blue Destiny in his hand. Why was he looking for me?

Seeing my confusion, he scratched his head and explained, “Marika sent me. She and the lady from the publishing booth went to the parking lot. She asked me to bring you along.”

“So that’s it.” It seemed they were going to personally capture Xiao Cangyu.

Dragging a socially anxious teenage girl out of her house felt somewhat pitiful. Should I send a message to Xiao Tang?

Following Oka down to the parking lot, Marika and Xiaoyedi were chatting beside Blue Destiny.

“Young man, have you met Teacher Gongyong Xiaoji?” Xiaoyedi rushed over and grabbed my sleeve, “When we get to Teacher’s house, remember to help me identify her, okay?”

Was I brought along for this reason?

Oka turned the key, and the engine of Blue Destiny vibrated as it slowly drove out of the underground parking lot.

“Come on, you had the author’s address, yet you never visited in person? How big is your heart?”

Marika complained in a tone of despair, and I turned around from the passenger seat.

“After all, he’s a best-selling author. Not visiting in person is quite unbelievable.”

“Stop it, I know I was wrong!” Xiaoyedi hugged her head, her disheveled hair slipping through her fingers, swinging weakly.

“But during regular communication, Teacher Gongyong Xiaoji’s brother didn’t want me to visit her, saying he was afraid my position as an editor would scare her, just like how a student sees a homeroom teacher.”

Brother Fengwu’s protectiveness was a bit excessive. Necessary social experience could help Xiao Cangyu improve her personality.

Following the navigation, Blue Destiny drove into an old-style residential area.

Because this area lacked an underground garage, parking spaces were tight. Oka circled around but couldn’t find a spot, so he dropped us off and drove away himself.

“Call me once you’re done. I’ll go find a place to park.”

“Is this it?” Under a building, I found Brother Fengwu’s eight-seater Wuling Hongguang.

“Yeah, this is it. Let’s go up, it’s on the fifth floor,” Xiaoyedi put away her documents and led the way upstairs.

This old-style residential area lacked doorbells, making it feel unsafe.

“Beep beep~ beep beep~”

The doorbell rang for a while until someone finally answered. The cool air felt comfortable on my sandals.

I assumed Brother Fengwu would be at work today, but unexpectedly, he was at home. When he opened the door, he was wearing an apron, holding a spoon with white, thick liquid on it—likely mayonnaise.

Brother Fengwu still had his messy seaweed-like hair and unshaved beard, looking rather unkempt.

He looked at Marika, then at Xiaoyedi, and his eyes fell on me silently, as if saying “Ah, it’s you!”

“Excuse me, I didn’t expect to meet again after the Water World event.”

“What brings you here? It’s surprising you found my address.”

I shook my head and pointed at Xiaoyedi standing between Marika and me, “To be precise, it’s Miss Xiaoyedi who wants to see Teacher Gongyong Xiaoji. Is she at home?”

“Xiaoyedi? Oh, oh, it’s the one we talked on the phone.”

“You must be Teacher Gongyong Xiaoji’s brother. Can I meet her? Like we discussed on the phone, there’s something major involving my life and the sales of my novels that needs solving!”

Brother Fengwu licked the spoon.

He slammed the door shut.