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Chapter 1: Saving the Green Tea Female Supporting Role in the Dating Show World (1)

When Song Lingshu finished her third game, the woman in the bathroom finally came out.

The woman was very beautiful, tall and slender, but she wore plain pajamas, navy blue, long-sleeved with shorts, and her expression was very cold, making many men hesitant to approach her.

She had shoulder-length hair, which she tucked behind her ear, revealing a sharp, defined side profile.

“Where’s the hairdryer?”

Her voice was a bit commanding, paired with a cool expression, absolutely perfect, and very popular with the audience.

Yes, Song Lingshu was now in a dating show novel, and her identity was Yu Qin.

System: [Yu Qin, university teacher, highly educated and good-looking, but with low emotional intelligence, often criticized by netizens as a green tea b1tch due to inappropriate actions, and ultimately commits suicide due to online harassment.]

The system gave a brief introduction.

Song Lingshu lazily responded: [Hey, with just this little info, it’s hard for me to do your job.]

System: [First, I’m not called “hey.” Second, the information is being transmitted, please be patient… Loading…]

Song Lingshu: [You’re pretty cocky, huh? Do you know what happened to the last person who talked to me like that?]

System: [What happened?]

Song Lingshu: [They died of old age.]

System: […]

“Where’s the hairdryer? Didn’t you use it this morning?” the woman asked again by her ear.

Song Lingshu snapped out of her system conversation. Since she hadn’t received detailed information yet, she wasn’t sure where it was, so she smiled: “Guess?”

“…” The woman turned to look for it in the room.

At that moment, Song Lingshu finally received all the information about this world. The dating show she was in was called *Romantic With You*, currently featuring four women and three men. Based on the order of appearance, Yu Qin was Female 3, and this roommate was Female 2, named Guan Yue.

Everyone had their own traits. For example, Yu Qin was labeled as a green tea b1tch and an annoying woman, while Guan Yue was the independent, beautiful female CEO.

Guan Yue was the CEO of a startup, dressed in suits during the day at the company, but at night, she’d ride a motorcycle to unwind. Her aura was too strong, and she wasn’t easily swayed by men’s sweet talk, so no male contestant had written her a letter yet. However, her persona was very popular with the audience, with comments like “Sis, stay single and fabulous, men don’t deserve you,” “Sis, slay me,” or “Sis, give us some gay vibes, please” flooding the live chat.

Song Lingshu looked at Guan Yue rummaging through the room and said, “I remember now, the hairdryer was borrowed by a male contestant.”

Guan Yue glanced at her helplessly: “Borrowed by who?”

“Zheng Haonan.”

Zheng Haonan, Male 1, was Yu Qin’s crush, but he was smitten with Female 1, who also showed her affection for him on camera.

In this messy love triangle, someone was bound to be disliked, and Yu Qin became the green tea in the eyes of netizens.

“As expected, I’ll go get it back.” Guan Yue’s expression was complicated, probably annoyed that Yu Qin insisted on meddling.

A while later, Guan Yue returned with the hairdryer and hinted, “Zheng Haonan is chatting with someone in the hallway.”

Song Lingshu immediately understood she meant Female 1 and gave a salute: “Got it, noted.”

Guan Yue looked at her suspiciously. Based on their interactions over the past few days, Yu Qin should’ve asked what the two were talking about or rushed to join their conversation. Instead, she innocently blinked and enthusiastically invited, “Wanna play chess?”

Guan Yue: “?”

“Military chess,” Song Lingshu said, looking at her expectantly. “Two-player battle mode, you in?”

“…Are you serious?”

Song Lingshu nodded eagerly: “I’m so bored.”

Indeed, she was bored with nothing to do, so Guan Yue agreed and took out her phone: “Invite me.”

“No fun on the phone, let’s play with a real board.”

“You brought a chess set?” Guan Yue asked, surprised.

Song Lingshu froze for a moment, forgetting she wasn’t at her own home. She gave a sweet smile and spread her hands: “Let me do a magic trick for you. Look, nothing here, right? Close your eyes and count to ten.”

Guan Yue skeptically closed her eyes.

Song Lingshu quickly slipped her hand under the blanket, closed her eyes, and entered the blue interface in her mind. A control panel filled with incomprehensible code appeared. She urgently pinged the system: [System, quick, get me a military chess set! Hurry!]

System: […All items require points to exchange.]

Song Lingshu: [How many points do I have now?]

System: [Initial points: 100. You can exchange for items in the point shop, but points are earned by completing tasks…]

Song Lingshu: [How many points for a chess set?]

System: [The shop currently doesn’t have a chess set. No host has ever requested this. I need to update the system first… Loading…]

Song Lingshu: [This is so lame! Aren’t you supposed to be high-tech? I’m disappointed.]

System: [Update complete. A chess set requires 2 points. Would you like to…]

Song Lingshu: [Yes, yes, exchange it!]

The system’s point calculation echoed in her mind, but she ignored it. When Guan Yue opened her eyes, Song Lingshu pulled a chess set from under the blanket: “Come on, Commander Guan, let’s battle it out tonight!”

Guan Yue’s mouth twitched, seriously suspecting this woman had gone crazy from love.

They played for a while when someone knocked on the door. It was the gentle and kind Female 1, smiling warmly: “Haonan bought two durians, and everyone’s eating downstairs. Want some?”

“Yes!” Song Lingshu dropped the chess piece at the mention of durian and rushed downstairs without looking back.

Guan Yue sighed at her hurried figure, thinking she was still a lovesick fool who forgot about winning or losing at the mention of Zheng Haonan’s name.

Suddenly, she froze, looked at the chessboard, and realized she was one move away from winning.

Guan Yue: “…”

In the living room, people were eating and chatting, surrounded by cameras.

Song Lingshu headed straight for the durian, but the last cut piece was snatched by Zheng Haonan and given to Female 1.

The scene was awkward for a moment.

Female 1 smoothed things over: “There’s another one. I’ll cut it.”

“I’ll do it,” Zheng Haonan said, starting to cut the second durian.

Song Lingshu waited nearby, hearing the system issue a task: [Your main task is to fulfill the original host’s wish or resentment, which for Yu Qin is being cyberbullied. To keep the main plot intact, you also have side tasks to earn reward points.]

Song Lingshu perked up: [What side tasks?]

System: [Please say, “Can I eat the piece in your hand?”]

Tch, that sounds so green tea.

The original host had said this line, which led to a flood of hate in the comments, trending online.

But based on the information, Song Lingshu knew the original host said it for the same reason as her—she just loved durian, and the biggest piece happened to be in Zheng Haonan’s hand.

Soon, Zheng Haonan cut the second durian and gave everyone a piece. Song Lingshu finished hers in a few bites and said, “Can I eat the piece in your hand?”

The others froze, some watching for drama, others embarrassed.

The camera zoomed in, capturing each contestant’s expression, and when it switched to Song Lingshu, she suddenly turned to Guan Yue beside her and said, “Commander Guan, can I?”

Guan Yue blinked: “Huh?”

“Don’t you dislike durian?” Song Lingshu smiled, pointing at the piece in her hand. “Can I eat that for you?”

“How do you know I don’t like durian?” Guan Yue asked, confused, and handed it over.

“Thanks, Commander Guan is the best!” Song Lingshu took the durian and dug in.

System: […You cheated.]

Song Lingshu: [Didn’t I say it word for word? You didn’t specify who I had to say it to. Stop whining and give me my points!]

The others exchanged glances, confused. Zheng Haonan was particularly awkward, curious about Yu Qin, who used to always focus on him but now ignored him. Was this some new tactic to get his attention?

Guan Yue was even more baffled. Back in the room, she couldn’t help asking, “How did you know I don’t like durian?”

It was in the info.

Song Lingshu teased, “Because I’m your long-lost twin sister from another mother!”

Guan Yue: “…That’s ridiculous.”

Song Lingshu flopped onto the bed, hearing a zipper. She saw Guan Yue take out a cool helmet from her suitcase and asked, “You’re competing in the GP race next month, right? How’s prep going?”

Guan Yue turned, her usually cold face showing cracks tonight: “How do you know I’m preparing for the GP?!”

Song Lingshu rolled over, propped her head on her hands, and wiggled her feet: “I told you, I’m your long-lost twin sister.”

“Do I look like I believe you?” Guan Yue’s face darkened.

“Your favorite color is cyan, favorite drinks are coffee and soda, least favorite fruit is durian, and your biggest dream is to be in the top ten of the Forbes list…”

“Have you been investigating me?” Guan Yue stood by her bed, casting a shadow, her gaze sharp.

Song Lingshu’s lips curved: “Why would I? We were strangers before this show.”

“Then how do you know all this?”

“Because I’m your long-lost twin sister.” Song Lingshu grinned, showing her teeth.

Guan Yue’s expression flickered.

“I know one more thing about you,” Song Lingshu said, patting the spot beside her. “Come here, I’ll whisper it.”

Guan Yue studied her for a moment before lying down beside her and asking, “What?”

Song Lingshu glanced at the camera, covered her mouth, and leaned close to her ear.

Guan Yue flinched, not used to someone being so close, especially as Song Lingshu leaned in, almost snuggling into her.

“You’re not here to find a partner. You’re just promoting your company,” Song Lingshu whispered.

Guan Yue’s lashes trembled as she looked at her in shock.

Song Lingshu playfully raised a brow and pinched her nose: “See, your nose is so sharp, just like mine, right?”

Guan Yue froze, her gaze lingering on Song Lingshu’s delicate features for a moment before she abruptly got up and locked herself in the bathroom.

Song Lingshu, puzzled, went to the door and overheard her on the phone with her family: “Dad, Mom, be honest, do you have another illegitimate daughter out there?”

Song Lingshu: [Pfft hahahahaha!]

System: [You’re so loud.]

Song Lingshu: [Help, she’s so cute!]