Wen Bai was asking 575 why he wasn't speaking to the delivery person and was just lingering at the door.
The tall, handsome robot's azure eyes followed Wen Bai. Now that Wen Bai stood before him, he was gazing intently, giving an impression of exceptional focus.
He looked at Wen Bai and stated matter-of-factly in a gentle, deep voice, "I don't talk to strangers."
Wen Bai: "..."
He couldn't refute it.
These were indeed his words.
But Wen Bai wanted to correct him, yet didn't know how. Finally, he just said, "It's okay to talk at home."
The robot opposite him smiled and responded, "Yes, Master."
It was as if he would tolerate all your inconsistencies, without questioning the reasons.
This was how robots were; they would obey whatever their master said.
Wen Bai looked at the shopping bags scattered on the floor, "These clothes are all for you."
System 001, for reasons unknown, became exceptionally cheerful and exclaimed in Wen Bai's mind, "Make him wear them every day!"
Wen Bai: "..."
After a brief silence, Wen Bai still said, "You, wear them every day."
System 001 continued, "Wear the accessories too!"
Wen Bai: "..."
Wen Bai: "Wear the accessories as well."
"Yes, Master." After replying, 575 gathered all the shopping bags from the floor and went back to his room.
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In a corner of the city, at an open-air plaza, a sea of people surged. The cacophony of sounds seemed poised to swallow everyone within its midst.
On stage, individuals danced and sweat to the music. The highly rhythmic tunes were amplified countless times through exceptionally good quality mega-speakers. A magnetic voice hummed, as if whispering into your ear.
Spotlights flickered, all focused on the sole figure on stage.
The human tide below the stage surged, wave after wave, everyone swaying to the rhythm of the music.
Someone in the crowd shouted, "Gou Zhe~ I~ Love~ You~!"
Others craned their necks, holding up their phones to frantically take photos and record videos.
Some, upon seeing their idol, became flushed with excitement, and after reaching peak exhilaration, fainted from happiness.
Robots, on standby outside, navigated through the crowd, carrying stretchers. They orderly transported the unconscious individuals away, while several teams of medical staff waited and worked outside the throng...
As one song ended, the music softened.
The person on stage, adored by so many, held the microphone for a brief curtain call and then exited, leaving the audience desperately trying to call them back.
The crowd continued to shout that name...
In the dressing room behind the stage, the man with peach blossom eyes had deep blue hair today.
Such hair color on anyone else would have been extremely jarring.
However, paired with Gou Zhe's face, it only served to enhance his beauty. httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
He wore glittering accessories. His left forearm was wrapped in a strikingly eye-catching bandage, and sweat still glistened on his forehead.
Gou Zhe took the bottled water offered by his agent and took a sip after opening it.
The agent briefed him on the next arrangements, "The activities after the concert have been temporarily canceled due to issues with the organizer. There are no scheduled events now. You should rest for a while. The car hasn't arrived yet, so we'll leave once it gets here to avoid fans who might be waiting."
Gou Zhe, perhaps overly thirsty, drank a bit too eagerly.
Because he drank too quickly, some water trickled from the corner of his mouth, sliding down his neck and into his collar.
Although the agent had managed many artists and had seen various attractive individuals, each time she saw Gou Zhe, she was still captivated by his unintentional movements.
Gou Zhe seemed to notice the agent's gaze and let out a soft laugh.
The agent suddenly snapped back to attention and tightened her grip on her pocket to compose herself, "Here are your clothes. Change first, and I'll go out to make some arrangements."
Without waiting for Gou Zhe's reply, she hurried away.
Gou Zhe placed the half-finished bottle of water on the table. He picked up the clothes the agent had brought and prepared to change in the inner room.
However, as he passed the doorway, his movements paused.
When the agent left in a hurry, she hadn't closed the door completely.
He saw the gap in the door, the silhouette cast by the light...
Someone was outside, standing there for who knew how long.
The moment Gou Zhe noticed, a knock sounded, "Knock, knock, knock~"
Then a timid female voice asked, "Is anyone in there?"
Gou Zhe had been in this industry for too long; he had encountered obsessive fans before.
Chasing his car, obtaining his flight and hotel information through illicit means, sneaking in to create coincidental encounters, or even more direct methods...
Having weathered many storms, he was now capable of handling whatever situation arose.
He said calmly, "Please come in."
The visitor wore a beret, with heavy bangs that obscured her face. She was a petite girl. Upon entering, she lowered her head and slowly approached.
"Hello, Gou Zhe. I'm your fan. Can I... can I have your autograph?"
Gou Zhe curled his lips, "Sure, where would you like me to sign?"
She handed him a small, plain notebook, "Here will be fine."
Gou Zhe took the notebook and a pen from the table. With a flourish, he signed his name. Seeing that she seemed constantly fearful and wasn't looking up, he asked, "How did you get in?"
His voice held a hint of amusement.
"I saw no one outside, so I came in."
Gou Zhe returned the notebook and pen to her, and as if casually, he asked, "Is that so?"
The girl took the notebook and said softly, "Yes, I really like you..."
Gou Zhe's peach blossom eyes curved into a smile, "Is that so? What you like is my..."
Gou Zhe suddenly lifted her chin, revealing her pair of azure eyes, "...life?"
At the same instant, her left hand shot out. It was a hand of surprising strength, slashing towards Gou Zhe's chest and abdomen, even creating a whistling sound through the air.
Gou Zhe easily sidestepped, gripping her left hand without releasing it, and twisted it as he moved.
The petite robot girl's head spun a full 360 degrees, freeing her hand. Then, she lunged forward a few steps.
Gou Zhe pulled out the decorative accessory wrapped around his left elbow. There was a metallic snap as it sprang out, and he wrapped it around her neck.
...
The agent returned, informing Gou Zhe that the car had arrived at the entrance and they could leave.
The agent pushed open the door and looked in shock at the room, which had been tidy before she left, now in disarray.
The agent exclaimed in surprise, "What happened here...?"
Gou Zhe, as if unaffected, smiled and handed an unidentifiable box to the agent, making a perfunctory excuse, "I was looking for something, and it accidentally became like this. Let's go~"
The agent took Gou Zhe's luggage and rolled it forward, feeling it was much heavier than when they arrived.
Seeing Gou Zhe leave, she quickly followed his disappearing figure.