After the Soul Swap Between Love Rival AO - Chapter 7

Live Comments:

Wow wow wow, all four of them are here now! Is this about to be a battlefield?! Whose livestream should I watch?!

Watch Qiuchi’s!! Her expressions are hilarious. Even though they say Song the Movie Queen is aloof and elegant, I think she’s actually a total goofball LOL

Song Qiuchi really wears all her thoughts on her face—love it!

Qiuchi x Luanxin secret pining, let’s go!!

Su Ling stopped posing and ran over to Song Qiuchi’s side, slightly shy. “Luanxin, you all know each other? Is that Song Qiuchi?”

Song Qiuchi nodded. “Song Qiuchi and Du Zhiruo—they were my high school classmates.”

“Ohh.” Su Ling clearly hadn’t yet heard about the tangled love-hate history between Song Qiuchi and Cheng Luanxin. Leaning in, she whispered into Song Qiuchi’s ear, “I’ve seen Song Qiuchi’s movie Extreme Pursuit. The policewoman she played was so cool—I kinda like her.”

Before Song Qiuchi could react with surprise, Su Ling enthusiastically waved at the two of them. “Hi there!”

Live Comments:

Wait, what does Su Ling mean? Is she going to pursue Song Qiuchi?!

OMG she actually told Luanxin she wants to chase Qiuchi?! Luanxin’s gonna get jealous!!

Cheng Luanxin: Girl, do you not use the internet?

Cheng Luanxin quickly stepped forward, feigning delight. “You two are here for the show too?”

Su Ling blinked, her cheeks flushing slightly. “You… know me?”

Only then did Cheng Luanxin realize that Song Qiuchi might not actually know Su Ling—but whatever, she was Song Qiuchi now. “Of course I do. Aren’t you Su Ling Xiao Wanzi? I see your videos online all the time.”

Su Ling’s gaze flickered away, as if suddenly bashful, and she mumbled softly, “Thanks…”

Live Comments:

Aww Su Ling is so adorable, I ship Qiuchi x Su Ling now

Girl, don’t believe it—she’s acting. She’s a player.

Is this the kind of ‘romantic observer’ the show picks? Judging someone as a player out of nowhere—did she play you?

No fighting! Isn’t shipping supposed to be fun?!

Du Zhiruo smiled at Song Qiuchi. “Luanxin, it’s been so long—you’ve grown taller!”

If Cheng Luanxin were the one being praised, she would inevitably be grinning foolishly, but at this moment, the one being praised was Song Qiuchi, who merely nodded lightly and said, “Thank you.”

Cheng Luanxin was quite dissatisfied with Song Qiuchi’s response. What was with the “thank you”? Did she not realize this was out of character? It would ruin her relationship with Du Zhiruo! She shot a meaningful glance at Song Qiuchi: Be more enthusiastic!

Song Qiuchi looked back with a puzzled expression, thinking that Cheng Luanxin was upset with her for not greeting her: “Long time no see.”

Cheng Luanxin replied, “We just saw each other at the awards ceremony a couple of days ago, okay?”

The comments were about to die from laughter:

“Song Qiuchi and Cheng Luanxin are really hilarious! What are they doing with those eyebrow movements? One’s a cold and proud comedian, and the other’s a dull spicy girl—such a cute contrast, lol.”

“Hahaha, the dull spicy girl is killing me! Honestly, Cheng Luanxin is really wooden, everything she does is so methodical.”

“??? Aren’t they supposed to be really close? Why does it feel so awkward? Or is Luanxin jealous?”

The four of them exchanged their current information and learned that Song Qiuchi had already completed her task. Cheng Luanxin felt a bit puzzled: “Didn’t the production team provide any task rewards?”

Song Qiuchi replied, “No.”

Cheng Luanxin asked, “No new tasks unlocked either?”

Song Qiuchi shook her head, “No.”

Cheng Luanxin said, “That’s strange. What’s the point of doing tasks then? It can’t just be a simple warm-up game, right?”

Song Qiuchi responded, “I’m also thinking about that. Let’s just do it; doing something is better than doing nothing.”

That was true; doing something was indeed better than doing nothing. Cheng Luanxin turned to Du Zhiruo: “Shall we get in the car?”

Du Zhiruo nodded, “Okay.”

Since they were guests on the show, they could skip the line, and soon it was their turn. They put on their head-mounted cameras, and Cheng Luanxin kindly helped Du Zhiruo buckle her seatbelt, then used a wristband to cuff their hands together.

Meanwhile, Song Qiuchi quietly stared at the two of them.

Cheng Luanxin couldn’t stand the intense gaze: “Do you want to join us?”

Song Qiuchi replied, “No. I just want to remind you to manage your expressions.”

Cheng Luanxin thought, “……”

Your idol burden is way too heavy.

The roller coaster slowly started, climbing uphill. The heart rate data on their monitoring wristbands began to rise gradually.

Noticing that Du Zhiruo seemed a bit nervous, Cheng Luanxin tried to reassure her: “It’s okay, don’t be scared. If you’re really scared, you can close your eyes—”

Before she could finish her sentence, the roller coaster crested the first loop and suddenly plunged down!

Cheng Luanxin screamed, “Aaaahhh—”

Du Zhiruo: “……”

Du Zhiruo grabbed Cheng Luanxin’s hand and shouted over the rising screams, “Are you okay?”

Cheng Luanxin gasped for breath, “I should be fine, right—ahhh—”

……

At the bottom of the roller coaster, Su Ling asked, “Was that scream just now from Song Qiuchi?”

Song Qiuchi replied, “……It seems like it was.”

Su Ling couldn’t help but laugh, “I really want to see the look on Qiuchi’s face when she breaks down!”

Song Qiuchi: … No, you really don’t.

Comments:

“Why can’t the head-mounted cameras livestream? I’m crying!”

“Hahahaha I really want to see Qiuchi’s expression when she loses her composure too.”

“Luanbao even reminded her to manage her expressions earlier www clearly knows her very well.”

Finally, the roller coaster gradually slowed down. After a series of climbs, drops, and flips, Cheng Luanxin was completely drained, slumped lifelessly against the seat. It was already a courtesy to the production team that she didn’t throw up on the spot.

Du Zhiruo shook her wrist: “Qiuchi, look, we’ve completed our mission.”

On their wristbands, both their heart rates showed over 130.

Cheng Luanxin nodded slowly and let out a long sigh.

Du Zhiruo couldn’t help but laugh: “Haven’t seen you in years, I didn’t expect you to change so much.”

Cheng Luanxin tensed up and sat straight: “Uh, have I changed that much?”

“Yeah, the old you would never show your emotions so openly.” Du Zhiruo smiled. “It’s nice now.”

Cheng Luanxin’s heart skipped a beat: “Do you like the current me more?”

Du Zhiruo froze, her face flushing unnaturally: “How am I supposed to answer that…”

Cheng Luanxin was overjoyed—this clearly meant she liked her! Not the old her, but the current one. In other words, didn’t that mean she didn’t like Song Qiuchi but liked Cheng Luanxin instead?

In high spirits, Cheng Luanxin’s legs no longer felt weak, and the nausea vanished. She was brimming with energy as she swaggered off the ride.

Song Qiuchi frowned: “Mission accomplished?”

Cheng Luanxin waved her wristband: “Yep, and the experience was fantastic.”

If the experience was so fantastic, why were you screaming like that? Song Qiuchi couldn’t even muster the energy to retort: “We’ve taken the photos too. What’s next?”

Cheng Luanxin thought for a moment: “Zhiruo’s task is to meet all the guests. Let’s go around with her and see who else we can run into.”

The four of them walked together and successfully met all the other guests within two hours. By around noon, all the guests had gathered and completed their tasks.

It was then that the host, Annai, finally made her belated appearance.

“Hello, everyone! Welcome to the recording site of Romance to You Season 2! I heard you’ve all completed your tasks smoothly?”

Cheng Luanxin said, “We did, but now what? Nothing’s happening after that.”

Annai laughed: “How could there be nothing? In fact, through your outstanding performances, you’ve already earned your well-deserved rewards.”

The guests exchanged puzzled glances, unsure what Annai meant.

Annai smiled and announced, “Next, I’ll explain the show’s rules. You probably don’t know this yet, but all our cameras have been livestreaming. Your wonderful performances today have already been broadcast to the terminals of 100 romance observers. Each observer has three roses to vote with. From now on, your food, clothing, and lodging will all depend on the rose tokens you’ve earned.”

The guests were stunned, completely unaware that their every move had already been seen by the audience.

Staff members handed each guest a small bamboo basket containing varying numbers of rose-patterned tokens.

Annai continued, “Next, I’ll announce how many roses each of you has received.”

“The guest with the most roses is—Song Qiuchi, with a total of 106 roses! Congratulations, Qiuchi!”

Cheng Luanxin’s almond-shaped eyes widened in disbelief as she fumbled with the rose tokens. “I have this many…?”

Anne smiled cheerfully. “The second highest recipient is Liang Shengxia, with 68 roses.”

Liang Shengxia was also an Alpha, a figure skater by profession—ethereal on the ice and witty off it, making her incredibly popular.

Duan Mengshu murmured, “Only two people have been announced, and the votes already exceed half.”

“Third place goes to Su Ling with 34 roses, fourth is Cheng Luanxin with 28…”

By the time the last name, He Ran, was called, she had only received 6 roses.

He Ran couldn’t help but feel a little awkward. As a behind-the-scenes composer who rarely appeared in public, she had almost no fanbase to speak of. Getting 6 votes was already an achievement.

Du Zhiruo had only received 12 roses.

Anne’s next announcement left everyone stunned: “Next, we’ll be traveling together to the shared dormitory. Guests who wish to stay will need to exchange 10 tokens for a week’s room usage.”

The moment these words were spoken, all the guests exchanged bewildered glances.

Su Ling blurted out, “But some people don’t even have 10 tokens. Does that mean they won’t have a place to stay?”

Cheng Luanxin also found it unfair. “Even though I got a lot of roses, I really think this voting system is flawed. It’s not fair to those without a fanbase.”

Anne chuckled. “This is the production team’s arrangement. If you don’t have enough tokens, you’ll have to share a room with another guest.”

The guests began to understand—the token restriction was designed to help them bond more quickly.

Zhuang Mingchu suggested, “Let’s head to the dormitory first. We’ll all need to stay there anyway, so we can get to know each other before deciding on room arrangements.”