AFMD : Chapter 5

#What’s it like to accompany an artist dressed as the opposite gender?

The manager expressed no time to respond, hastily opened the contact list and called the manager of the boy group.

“Quickly close the close-up camera! Switch to a wider shot! Turn off the lights!” the manager shouted urgently.

“What? Oh…” The manager of the boy group was momentarily stunned, feeling a bit guilty. He immediately ordered, “Quickly switch to a wider shot! Blur the image.”

“Lin, please don’t be angry. I had no choice but to let Gu Miao go up there. We can negotiate the appearance fee, and all subsequent public relations will be according to your wishes. If you say we deny, we will never admit…”

Lin watched as Gu Miao’s throat was finally safe, slumped on the sofa, thinking, You don’t understand me at all. Am I worried about Gu Miao’s scandal? Compared to explosive news like Gu Miao being a man, it’s not worth mentioning.

Follow my wishes? What wishes do I have? It’s not like I have any say, I just listen to Gu Miao. Gu Miao has no say either, he just listens to Fu Zhen and is easily appeased by a few words from him…

Fu Zhen kissed Gu Miao for over ten seconds, taking the opportunity to observe Gu Miao’s reaction. Seeing him as motionless as a kitten with his neck pinched, Fu Zhen, rarely oblivious, quickly closed the microphone, pressing Gu Miao’s head against his shoulder. “My bad. Let’s go back, do whatever you want to me.”

Fu Zhen spoke while maintaining this position, and also helped Gu Miao fix the strap around his neck. “There, wait for me backstage.”

The teammates: Suffocating. Are we just background?

As the lights came back on, Gu Miao had already left the stage via the lift. The boy group struck their next pose, lined up in a row, still cool enough to break the hearts of fans and shiver with excitement at the same time.

“Wuwuwu, brother is too handsome. Gu Miao, this fox spirit.”

As soon as Gu Miao stepped off stage, he asked Fu Zhen’s driver to send him back to the hotel. A group of media reporters were waiting outside, and when Fu Zhen finished, he would definitely be questioned about their relationship.

He noticed that Fu Zhen, on their relationship, could easily come up with plausible explanations, speaking as if it were true. If they were to be interviewed together, it would be to his disadvantage because he would be seen as “accepting by default.”

He had to take the initiative.

Gu Miao thought for a moment and posted a social media update: Single.

Just two words, concise and to the point.

He then put his phone back in his pocket, refraining from using it in the car for the sake of his eyes. The driver handed him a room key card and escorted him to the door before returning to the concert venue.

Just twenty minutes later, numerous trending topics exploded one after another.

#Gu Miao the Fox Spirit#, posted by Fu Zhen’s fans and passersby.

#Gu Miao is pregnant#, from a marketing account.

#Gu Miao is single#, from male and female fans of Gu Miao.

#Gu Miao arrested for buying scalped tickets#… this one was posted by a news account.

Gu Miao skipped over the others and saw the second one, feeling a twinge in his knee, incredulous: I’m pregnant again?

He wanted to see who dared to speak nonsense, so he clicked on a short essay.

The article got straight to the point, bluntly expressing its opinion – Gu Miao is pregnant, and it provided strong evidence, highlighting Gu Miao’s abdomen in a red circle from the moment he leaned back against Fu Zhen’s body at the concert.

He has a little belly now!

The article also released comparison pictures from the annual meeting, tutting.

Tsk, at least I’ve gained a whole circle! Then they compared it to several pictures of female celebrities three months pregnant, and the credibility immediately skyrocketed.

The end of the article also mentioned a few sentences about his relationship with Fu Zhen. Why did Gu Miao need to buy scalped tickets to see Fu Zhen’s concert? Why did Fu Zhen choose to leave the concert to personally pick someone up at the police station?

What kind of motives lie behind these seemingly illogical behaviors?

The truth is only one: Foolish for three years after one pregnancy!

Feeling a bit suffocated, Gu Miao touched his tailored suit. “I just ate a box of boiled fish. Fu Zhen gave me such a large box, could my stomach not bulge? I shouldn’t have eaten anything Fu Zhen gave me.” Gu Miao regretted again.

He went to the bathroom, changed into pajamas, tied a knot at the hem of his shirt, and took another picture in front of the mirror.

This was his true state after digestion!

After sending the picture, Gu Miao opened a game and dominated the battlefield. He pretended to be mute every day outside, fearing that prolonged silence would lead to a deterioration of his language skills. After rehearsals every day, Gu Miao locked himself in his room, occasionally reciting high school textbooks, occasionally chatting on voice chat while gaming, just to keep the conversation going.

In a certain game, there was a famous chatterbox player who would sing if no one spoke to him, one song after another. He’d sing the international anthem, then collapse and play funeral music for himself.

Teammates: We tolerate it because he has a good voice.

Gu Miao: Games are great, teammates are cute and can chat.

Finally, after finishing everything, Fu Zhen returned to the hotel suite, thinking Gu Miao had already gone to bed. However, he heard someone playing games in the bedroom with the voice chat on, and the background noise was quite loud.

One of the voices sounded pretty good.

“Gu Miao,” Fu Zhen knocked on the door.

Gu Miao’s fingers, flying over the keyboard, froze. How did Fu Zhen come in? A lyric got stuck in his throat, refusing to come out. He finally managed to finish it.

And in a hurry, he added, “Someone’s at your place, so I’m logging off first,” pretending to be the voice on the other end of the internet connection.

Gu Miao opened the door, glaring: [“How did you get in?”]

Fu Zhen smiled, “This is my room.”

The driver was very insightful and directly gave Gu Miao Fu Zhen’s room card, worthy of doubling his salary.

Fu Zhen glanced at Gu Miao’s pajamas, the collar was open, and his beautiful collarbone was clearly visible. He remembered the Weibo post Gu Miao had just made.

Without distinguishing right from wrong, he made everyone jealous once again, suddenly realizing that Gu Miao was trying to clarify the pregnancy rumor.

It was a bit cute, he thought…

Fu Zhen said, “If you want to clarify the rumor, you don’t necessarily have to post a picture. We can choose another way.” Even a lawyer’s letter would do!

Thinking about it made Gu Miao feel wronged. Why should their relationship rumor, with both names mentioned, be pinned on him alone?

Gu Miao raised his eyelids, glanced at Fu Zhen, and typed, “I’ll rely on myself. Are you expecting to help me?”

He saw through Fu Zhen.

With that, Gu Miao had a sudden inspiration. Although Fu Zhen kissed him to help cover his throat, if he hadn’t done it to help Fu Zhen save face, he wouldn’t have encountered the crisis of being exposed in public.

So why shouldn’t Fu Zhen help him clarify the rumor? The more Gu Miao thought about it, the more justified he felt. He typed confidently, “You must help me clarify the rumor right away!”

Fu Zhen’s expression was somewhat strange, “Are you sure?”

Gu Miao nodded firmly.

Fu Zhen handed his phone to Gu Miao. “Then you do it,” he said, watching as Gu Miao opened his social media app and posted, “@Gu Miao is not pregnant.”

The first reply underneath was: “What does Gu Miao’s pregnancy have to do with you? I bet a cucumber he and Fu Zhen are in the gynecology department right now, waiting for the test results!”

And thus, the narrative was completely skewed, with some even concocting elaborate stories: Gu Miao has recently lost his appetite and has been listless. The dance performance at the concert exposed his slightly bulging belly, which was discovered by clever netizens. Fu Zhen, a first-time father without experience, only realized Gu Miao might be pregnant after reading comments from netizens, and immediately took Gu Miao to the obstetrics and gynecology hospital for a check-up during the concert. The test results came out three minutes ago, so he posted on Weibo to clarify. It’s absolutely true. My sister is due tonight, and my aunt said she saw the two of them, still wearing masks.

Between the lines, almost everyone assumed that Gu Miao and Fu Zhen had slept together, and even the fans didn’t refute it.

Gu Miao: [“I’m going to sue him.”]

Fu Zhen quickly patted Gu Miao on the back to comfort him, “Don’t be angry, baby…”

Gu Miao glared at him. [“You did it on purpose!”]

Fu Zhen innocently spread his hands, “I advised you.”

Gu Miao: I can’t express it, but I just feel like I’ve been fooled by Fu Zhen.

Fu Zhen began to appear in every occasion where Gu Miao was present, such as the practice room, the hotel… and sincerely proposed to the higher-ups: the girl group is now mature in their own ways, it’s time to improve their treatment—since it’s getting colder, let them live separately.

Gu Miao was a mute, and Fu Zhen wasn’t very talkative either, so the girl group watched the two of them come and go together every day, but there was zero communication between them.

Girl group: Suffocating.jpg, this is probably what soulmates are like.

The company’s CEO was Fu Zhen’s uncle. In order to allow Fu Zhen to chase his wife smoothly, with a wave of his hand, he arranged a set of apartments adjacent to the male group for Gu Miao, and Fu Zhen had already moved in first.

Living with girls, even if he had no intentions, would still be inconvenient. Upon hearing about the company’s arrangements, Gu Miao accepted them without asking any questions.

The moving company moved all of Gu Miao’s belongings in, but Gu Miao arrived late and only found out there was another owner when he got there.

But it was too late, all his women’s and men’s clothing were already hanging together with Fu Zhen’s. Even the boxers were tightly pressed against Fu Zhen’s. Each small compartment had one of Fu Zhen’s and one of Gu Miao’s.

It’s said that Fu Zhen personally tidied it up.

Fu Zhen flirted with Gu Miao every day, and Gu Miao’s bottom line retreated a little every day, like the ebb tide revealing a large area of beach, which was flagrantly marked by Fu Zhen, declaring sovereignty.

With a sudden turn of his head, the retreating tide rushed back, brewing into a towering tsunami, engulfing people in chaos and confusion. Gu Miao felt this couldn’t go on, he would eventually succumb. He had to clarify things with Fu Zhen while he still had his wits about him. Their sizes were just not compatible!

One day, Gu Miao finished showering and felt a black rhinestone apron on the hanger, its wings wider than an ordinary apron, tied at the back, just enough to cover his butt.

Gu Miao: Can’t move.

He remembered the fierce gleam in Fu Zhen’s eyes tonight, which was ten times more wolfish than usual. Tomorrow was his birthday, and Fu Zhen had been dropping hints to Gu Miao for a month about wanting a gift. The specifics were self-evident.

If he wore this apron, he definitely wouldn’t see the sun tomorrow.

Gu Miao was fully aware of the crisis and couldn’t give Fu Zhen any hints.

He took a deep breath, tapped the glass door of the bathroom, which was covered with a layer of mist, and delicate fingers sketched on it.

“High-waisted cotton panties, autumnal pure cotton long-sleeved middle-aged style pajamas, thank you.”

Gu Miao wrote hastily, adding a string of crazy adjectives! Style, material, size, he wished he could paste a photo of it on Fu Zhen’s face.

Unfortunately, when he finished writing the last word, the previous “panties” had already turned into a lump.

He seemed to hear Fu Zhen’s faint laughter outside the door.

Gu Miao: …

“Are you done showering? Then I’m coming in.”

Gu Miao drew a big cross on the glass door, expressing his refusal with all his strength.

Fu Zhen pretended not to see it and used bully logic to cover his misconduct: “Not speaking means consent…”

“!”

Gu Miao forgot he was mute and blurted out, “No! We’re not compatible.”

The most feared moment is when the air suddenly becomes quiet.

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