The Scummy Alpha Isn’t Actually Scummy [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 4: Love Reality Show

Chapter 4: Love Reality Show

Gu Qingyan was an algorithm engineer. Her job involved writing code daily, finding bugs, and ensuring the program ran smoothly. This program was a new dating app developed by her company, now launched in the market. As the chief algorithm engineer, Gu Qingyan also had to dive deep into the app’s internals for testing. So, she gave herself the username “Silent One.”

Silent One appeared online late at night, diligently testing the app. She never flirted or accepted others’ flirtations. Whether working or chatting, she remained serious. Many people on the dating app wanted to have late-night heart-to-heart talks, but Gu Qingyan’s crisp and direct demeanor often led to her being swiped away after just a few messages.

Gu Qingyan didn’t feel her behavior was strange at all. She wasn’t there to chat; she was there to find bugs. Yet, suffering from persistent insomnia at night, she logged into Blue Sky, just as her company’s website advertised: “Finding a safe haven for all sleepless souls.”

Blue Sky was a real-time dating app. Users couldn’t post photos or videos, only text. People on the app could swipe through others’ texts endlessly. If you liked someone’s text, you could tap “like” to start a chat. If you didn’t like it, swiping away left no trace in your history.

Gu Qingyan logged in at midnight, unable to sleep and looking for bugs. She casually swiped the screen and saw a diary-like sentence.

[—My flowers died again. Are gardenias really not suited for the north?]

Gu Qingyan tapped “like” and continued testing the app. She replied directly, “Not suited.”

After tapping “like,” sparkling stars burst like fireworks, congratulating her for finding a matching soul. Two soul-like figures appeared, holding hands, with a small bubble above the other person’s head. Only after chatting for five minutes could you add them as a friend.

Gu Qingyan only wanted to check the smoothness of the interface animation after tapping “like.” She didn’t expect someone else to be awake so late.

The other person sent a crying emoji. Gu Qingyan chatted with them intermittently. The other person’s speech was soft and cute. Gu Qingyan thought they were probably an Omega, given their love for sending cute little character emojis.

They chatted for five minutes without realizing it. Perhaps it was insomnia, or maybe chatting with this person felt effortless. Gu Qingyan saw their friend request and approved it directly. Seeing the blue gender marker under their profile picture, she belatedly realized she had been chatting so long with an Alpha she thought was an Omega.

…

Gu Qingyan still hadn’t opened the chat window. The other person’s profile picture was gray, indicating they were offline. She hadn’t decided how to respond. Time had frozen half a month ago when the other person sent that last message. Gu Qingyan had logged off in panic, knowing what they wanted. She couldn’t accept an intimate relationship initiated by an Alpha.

Her fingers rubbed the phone screen for a while. Gu Qingyan exited Blue Sky.

Rong Chu was stir-frying in the kitchen. The aroma slowly spread out. Gu Qingyan’s stomach growled twice in protest.

It was already completely dark outside, with the sound of waves crashing. Wu Zixi set the tableware. Chen Shi helped plate the dishes. Zhou Cong and Jiang Yue also came to the kitchen. Gu Qingyan watched the lively kitchen and lowered her eyes.

Lingering outside the crowd with her was Xi Mengyun. The young lady didn’t care at all, sitting on the living room sofa, her phone blaring with game sounds, not bothering to pretend.

When all the dishes were served, Rong Chu untied her apron and handed the task of serving rice to someone else. She went to the bathroom to wash her face. When she returned, she noticed three empty seats at the table. Gu Qingyan was still nowhere to be found. Wu Zixi was arranging tableware. Zhou Cong was opening red wine. Jiang Yue smiled at Xi Mengyun across from her. Chen Shi poured water nearby. Rong Chu looked around and spotted Gu Qingyan by a storage shelf. She walked over, patted Gu Qingyan’s shoulder, and asked, “Why don’t you sit?”

Gu Qingyan’s body trembled, inexplicably giving Rong Chu the impression of a quivering little yellow duck.

She said softly, “Oh,” and walked toward the table.

Rong Chu smiled, puzzled, wondering what was wrong with her.

Gu Qingyan was just overwhelmed by meeting too many people today and felt a bit irritable.

When they sat at the table, Jiang Yue raised her wine glass first and said, “To our head chef! You worked hard making such a feast!”

Rong Chu also raised her glass with a smile. Everyone clinked glasses together. Even Xi Mengyun wasn’t stingy.

The seating had changed again. Jiang Yue deliberately sat across from Xi Mengyun, hoping Xi Mengyun would glance at her during dinner.

Wu Zixi sat across from Rong Chu. When Rong Chu pulled out her chair to sit, Wu Zixi’s face flushed slightly. Next to her was Chen Shi. Beside Xi Mengyun sat Zhou Cong, the cool sister. Both enjoyed drinking and clinked glasses occasionally. They seemed to get along well, living in the same suite. To Xi Mengyun’s right were Rong Chu and Gu Qingyan, whose seats hadn’t changed.

The live comments wailed, noting the seating. It felt like Rong Chu and Gu Qingyan were bound together. Earlier, Rong Chu had gone to find her for dinner.

After eating, it was time to wash dishes. Gu Qingyan wasn’t ungrateful. Jiang Yue, with her high emotional intelligence, and Zhou Cong also stayed to help. The three finished the cleanup. Rong Chu went to her room to shower, washing off the smell of food. By the time she returned, the cleanup was done.

Everyone sat in the living room to discuss chore rotations.

After dinner, they were more familiar. Xi Mengyun didn’t shirk this time. Jiang Yue was very proactive. They decided on a plan.

The first group was Jiang Yue, Zhou Cong, and Xi Mengyun.

The second group was Chen Shi and Wu Zixi.

The third group was Rong Chu and Gu Qingyan.

The groups would take turns handling chores in that order. The division was based on room assignments. The first group had three because Jiang Yue’s roommate hadn’t arrived yet, and Xi Mengyun, the young lady, said she wouldn’t lift a finger, so Jiang Yue was added.

The live comments noticed Wu Zixi’s slight disappointment after the grouping. Her eyes occasionally drifted to Rong Chu. Jiang Yue nearly beamed with joy. Others were more reserved on camera.

After the discussion, Rong Chu wrote the chore chart on a wooden board provided by the show’s crew and hung it on the blank wall leading to the second floor. She clapped her hands and said, “It’s late today. Let’s rest. Some of us have work tomorrow, right?”

Zhou Cong and Chen Shi agreed. Everyone went upstairs, and the first-floor lights were turned off.

The highlight of the show arrived. According to the rules, they had to send confession texts to their crush.

The live comments exploded, filling the screen.

[Wu Zixi will definitely send hers to Rong Chu, right? Earlier, Rong Chu helped her pass a gift to Xi Mengyun.]

[Jiang Yue will definitely send hers to Xi Mengyun.]

[The others are harder to guess.]

[I bet the young lady won’t send one to anyone, haha.]

[Doesn’t the show require sending one? I think the young lady will send hers to Zhou Cong! She seemed nicest to her at the table!]

[Did the commenter above not get VIP? The young lady is nice to Zhou Cong because she heard she rides motorcycles too.]

[Wow! What did I miss?]

Since it was a live broadcast, all cameras were fixed. To switch camera angles, you had to subscribe to the show’s VIP service to follow your desired person’s footage.

The live comments discussed fervently.

Rong Chu, already showered, sat on the suite’s sofa, holding her phone.

Since only one camera remained in the bedroom, the show required them to send texts from the suite’s living room.

Gu Qingyan, holding clean clothes, went to shower. Passing Rong Chu, she felt uneasy. Rong Chu, for no reason, smiled at her, prompting Gu Qingyan to glare back.

Frivolous.

Gu Qingyan thought to herself, are all Alphas such peacocking, easily aroused creatures?

Hearing the shower, Rong Chu didn’t mind. Gu Qingyan had a cool, striking appearance and wasn’t short, looking like an Alpha. Rong Chu didn’t think otherwise. She held her phone, slightly troubled.

Who should she send this text to?

Though cameras were present, no one else was around. Gu Qingyan was showering. Rong Chu leaned back, legs crossed, phone resting on her abdomen. She closed her eyes and called in her mind, “System.”

“Here.”

“When will the task be released?”

“After you find Silent One.”

Rong Chu frowned slightly. Her delicate features weren’t stunningly beautiful or cool but had a comfortable charm, especially her bright, sunny smile that won people over. With her brows furrowed, the live comments guessed she was deciding who to send the text to.

The show required sending the crush text before 11 p.m.

[Who will she send it to? Wu Zixi or Jiang Yue? Maybe Gu Qingyan?]

[Isn’t Gu Qingyan an Alpha? Would Rong Chu, also an Alpha, send it to her?]

[Their identities haven’t been revealed yet. The show didn’t say it’s not allowed.]

The live comments debated.

Rong Chu mentally reviewed but found no information about Silent One.

When she arrived in this world, the original host’s last message to Silent One was: Can we meet in real life?

Silent One didn’t reply. Rong Chu wasn’t in a hurry. She explored this world, familiarized herself with the original host’s identity, and ensured she wouldn’t deviate from their personality before addressing the system.

The system required her to join the show and find Silent One to unlock the task and background information about the original world.

Rong Chu had been in this world for only half a month, completely in the dark. She didn’t know how the system pulled strings, but in such a short time, she successfully joined this love reality show.

Holding her phone, Rong Chu mentally reviewed everyone she met today. She composed the text, set it to send at 11 p.m. as per the show’s rules, and it would reach her crush’s phone.

Putting away her phone, Rong Chu smiled at the window, as if completing a major task.

The transparent floor-to-ceiling glass reflected her figure clearly with the room’s lights on. A crescent moon illuminated the shimmering sea in the distance, beautiful and serene. The bathroom door opened, white mist mixed with an indescribable fragrance wafted out. Gu Qingyan, drying her hair, sat on the sofa and picked up her phone.

It was almost 11 p.m., and she hadn’t composed her text.

Rong Chu watched her swiftly handle her phone, toss it aside, and sit cross-legged on the small sofa opposite, vigorously drying her hair with a towel over her head.

Rong Chu greeted her and returned to her room.

The wall clock struck 11 p.m. Gu Qingyan’s phone on the table buzzed with a vibration.

The live comments flooded the screen: [Quick, quick, quick! Who sent to whom!]