Chapter 6: It turns out that goddesses can be like this too

  Mr. He's help finally put Guo Xiaoyu's mind at ease.

  "It's all about Zhang Zhen now." After Guo Xiaoyu went downstairs, he rushed straight into the residential area. That was exactly where He Laoshi's "Xinxin" lived. He didn't even make a phone call. Firstly, because he had known that person for a long time, and secondly, because he understood that person too well. That person must be at home now. That person and He Laoshi were two completely different kinds of people. Apart from necessary work, she spent 80% of her time at home. The remaining 20% of the time when she was not at home, she was still forced to go out. Guo Xiaoyu couldn't understand why this absolute 100% otaku girl would be called a "goddess" by a group of people. As he pondered, he still couldn't come up with an answer and had to admit that this world was indeed too mysterious.

  And this "Xin Xin" is now Mango TV's popular host - Wu Xin.

  Name: Wu Xin

  Date of birth: January 29, 1990

  Occupation: Mango TV host, singer, actor.

  Of course, in her position, those two projects at the back are just going through the motions.

  Wu Xin, who is only 24 years old now, was also selected from a host selection held by Mango TV three years ago. Now Wu Xin is in her prime!

  As expected, when Guo Xiaoyu arrived at her home, she was sleeping. Guo Xiaoyu knocked on the door for half a day, and she finally opened it with bleary eyes, wearing a pair of pink Hello Kitty slippers.

  After opening the door, Wu Xin looked up and saw that it was Guo Xiaoyu, and said discontentedly: "What are you doing coming over so early? I'm not even awake yet! Do you know how immoral this is?" After finishing speaking, she yawned, leaned her head back, and fell onto the sofa.

  Guo Xiaoyu ignored her complaints, turned around and closed the door, skillfully found a pair of slippers to change into, and walked into the room.

  Pink, girlish pink. Everywhere Guo Xiaoyu's eyes could see was mostly pink.

  Pink tablecloth, pink curtains, pink sofa, pink pillow, pink slippers, pink pajamas...

  "Unbelievable!" Guo Xiaoyu had been to her house many times, but he really couldn't understand her crazy love for the color pink.

  Guo Xiaoyu walked to the front of the sofa, patted Wu Xin's head and said: "Hey... can't you change to another color? You're already over 20 years old, why do you still like pink so much?"

  "Mind your own business." Wu Xin brushed off Guo Xiaoyu's hand and said without looking up, "I like it!"

  Guo Xiaoyu did not refute her either, stood up and looked around.

  On the dinner table, last night's leftovers; on the living room sofa, a messy pile of clothes, and even a round thing was seen by Guo Xiaoyu; on the floor, some unknown white stuff, which turned out to be milk spilled all over after Guo Xiaoyu took a closer look; shoes on the shoe rack were scattered all over the place, with no pairs matching, it's a wonder how Wu Xin could find her own.

  "Hey, hey... wake up, get up and clean your pigsty. I don't know what your fans would think if they saw the state of your room, they'd be so disappointed." But he shook him for half a day, and Wu Xin didn't even lift his head once.

  "Unbelievable!" Guo Xiaoyu shook his head helplessly.

  Get up, throw all the clothes into the washing machine and turn it on; throw away the leftover food on the table; wipe the floor clean; tidy up the shoe rack; turn around and take out the washed clothes to dry. Then, walk into the kitchen, take a look, there was only a little leftover rice in the refrigerator, Guo Xiaoyu had to use this leftover rice, add some scallions, and soon a steaming hot fried rice was ready.

  Looking at the fried rice, Guo Xiaoyu said with a self-deprecating smile: "Well, this thing hasn't been done yet, and I've already been treated as a chef twice." As he spoke, Guo Xiaoyu himself also burst out laughing.

  Actually, these things were not the first time for Guo Xiaoyu to do. Every time he came to Wu Xin's house, her home was never tidy. Although Guo Xiaoyu was lazy, his room was always clean and tidy. He really couldn't bear it, so he helped Wu Xin tidy up her room. At first, Wu Xin felt embarrassed, but as time went by and the number of times increased, she became accustomed to it. When helping her tidy up her room again, she wouldn't even say thank you.

  When Guo Xiaoyu brought the fried rice in front of Wu Xin, she finally opened her eyes. A pair of originally round and bright eyes narrowed into a slit, smiling and staring at the fried rice in Guo Xiaoyu's hand.

  "Sleep on! Keep sleeping!" Guo Xiaoyu said, holding the fried rice and turning around, "Someone isn't asleep, huh? Looks like this delicious fried rice is something someone won't get to eat." After saying that, she pretended to leave.

  "Halt." Behind Guo Xiaoyu, Wu Xin's voice rang out: "If you don't put down the fried rice now, then don't think about me helping you contact Zhang Zhen."

  Guo Xiaoyu turned around and looked at Wu Xin, asking in surprise: "How did you know I was looking for Zhang Zhen?"

  "You think you're so clever, don't you?" Wu Xin raised her head and pointed at Guo Xiaoyu, saying: "Aren't you going to bring me the fried rice yet?"

  "Get down, get down!" A person under the eaves of a house can't help but lower their head. If this were usual, Wu Xin's arrogant attitude would definitely mean no stir-fried rice for him. But now it's different, Guo Xiaoyu has something to ask of him, so he has no choice but to behave himself.

  Looking at Wu Xin holding a bowl of fried rice, with her legs crossed, sitting on the sofa and gobbling down food, Guo Xiaoyu couldn't help but say: "You say you're like this, where's the goddess? It's simply a female lunatic."

  "Can't goddesses eat fried rice like this?" Wu Xin thought for a moment, and said seriously: "Then I'd rather be a lazy goddess!"

  "I'm going..." Guo Xiaoyu slapped his forehead hard, although he had known Wu Xin for so long, but he still couldn't stand Wu Xin's thinking way which seemed to be missing a screw.

  After a while, Wu Xin finally finished eating the fried rice, handed the empty bowl to Guo Xiaoyu and stretched comfortably, saying: "Go, help me wash the bowl."

  "You..." At this moment, Guo Xiaoyu really wanted to smash the empty bowl in his hand onto Wu Xin's face. But as soon as he thought that he still needed Wu Xin for Zhang Yan's matter, he restrained himself.

  After Guo Xiaoyu finished washing the dishes, he turned to Wu Xin and asked, "Can we do it now? Should I contact Zhang Zhen now?"

  "Alright! Considering you've been behaving well, I'll help you out this time." Wu Xin looked at Guo Xiaoyu with praise and continued, "Zhang Zhan has a show in Xiangcheng today, and I promised to meet up with him. After the show, I'll treat him to dinner, and I'll bring you along as an act of kindness. Just help me carry my bag."

  Guo Xiaoyu couldn't care less about her arrogant appearance, excitedly waving her fist in the air and shouting loudly: "Great!"

  Wu Xin looked at the tidy home, the clothes drying on the balcony, and savored the stir-fry she had just finished eating. She gazed at the big boy in front of her, who was waving his arms wildly, and a vague, indescribable emotion slowly spread out from the bottom of her heart!