Chapter 211
The broadcast of the second season of《Time Travel》coincided with a CCTV cultural expedition program. After the program finished broadcasting, there was instantly another wave of hanfu. Zhong Yuhuan’s performance on the show just happened to relate to the program. There was no need to buy advertisements; the picture of Zhong Yuhuan wearing hanfu spread across the entire Internet. Even a lot of media companies used Zhong Yuhuan’s photo when mentioning the hanfu trend.
The articles didn’t have awkward boasting, nor malicious ideas to push others down. With a more positive attitude, Zhong Yuhuan became more familiar in the public eye and gained a lot of favorability.
The comment section under every Weibo immediately exploded.
“My Huanhuan is on the official media! Hahahahaha my treasure can’t be hidden anymore! The whole world will know how pretty Huanhuan is!”
“Upstairs +1, younger brother Li and little Huo should be thinking that. _(:зゝ∠)_”
“Zhong Yuhuan’s really good-looking! Begging her to film a costume drama! It will definitely be super pretty! Li Jinyuhan is the young prince. Little Huo is the young general… I can’t take it. I’m about to die from the cuteness my imagination brings! Aaaa!”
“I really want to buy Huanhuan’s dress! I want to join the pit! Begging an expert to lead me!”
“When’s the third season going to come out? QWQ ran out of episodes to watch!”
“Am I the only one who feels that when Zhong Yuhuan and Ge Mei stand together they give the feeling of CP? Both wearing skirts: one red, one white, a gorgeous lady, and a beautiful imperial sister.”
“Upstairs be careful! If you continue saying such things, little brother Li and little Huo will kill you!”
“The dumbass above? They’ve already explained that they’re a family. Why would Li Jinyuan and Huo Chengming care about Zhong Yuhuan’s CPs?”
“Aren’t you also a dumbass? That doesn’t mean they won’t have a sister’s complex. It’s especially because they are a family; they wouldn’t want Zhong Yuhuan to be in a CP, okay? Don’t reply anymore. Don’t flaunt your IQ.”
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At that time, Zhong Yuhuan’s followers on Weibo already went over the 3 million mark.
It was about this time, Zhong Yuhuan, Li Jinyuan, and Huo Chengming were in the dining room of the villa having breakfast. Then, Zhong Yuhuan received a call from Han Yingying.
Hay Yingying had always been a gossipy person. Especially after Zhong Yuhuan started filming《Time Travel》, she started to pay even more attention to the flow of the internet. Most of the posts relating to Li Jinyuan, Zhong Yuhuan, and even Huo Chengming were sent to her from Han Yingying.
Zhong Yuhuan couldn’t suppress her smile when she picked up the phone.
It was probably some more gossip again.
Huo Chengming woke up early in the morning and was in a bit of a bad mood.
It’s because he found out that Zhong Yuhuan went to wake Li Jinyuan, but didn’t call him. Although this was a tiny act, since calling or not calling him didn’t mean anything, Huo Chengming still felt a bit sad in his heart.
Thinking like this, Huo Chengming’s heart sank deeper.
Because he realized that this type of behavior was happening more and more often, he would have to pay more attention to Zhong Yuhuan’s every movement at all times.
And it was the same at this moment.
When he noticed how Zhong Yuhuan looked at the caller ID and smiled, Huo Chengming’s brain felt like it was dropped into mentos and coke. This made him suddenly very irritated.
Huo Chengming unconsciously pursed his lips and raised his head to look at Zhong Yuhuan.
Who is she talking to? Huo Chengming wondered in his heart.
Li Jinyuan had his head lowered at that moment, slowly putting jam on the toast in front of him. At first glance, it seemed like nothing was wrong, but looking closely, it could be seen that his actions were a bit too mechanical. His hands moved, but his entire being was distracted.
He didn’t even notice when the jam spilled over the edge of the toast and dripped onto the white porcelain plate.
Naturally, Zhong Yuhuan noticed at this point.
“What new things do you want to tell me now?” Zhong Yuhuan said to the other end of the phone while passing a napkin to Li Jinyuan.
But Li Jinyuan didn’t take it.