The viewers in the live broadcast room were still discussing the dreamlike sights they had witnessed, wondering if they were illusions.
"If it's an illusion, there's no reason why we should see Zhou Niannian's illusion," one person commented.
"Illusions can be public, like mirages; everyone can see them."
"I don't think what we saw was an illusion. It's more appropriate to call it a 'thought form' – a manifestation of what's in our minds through electromagnetic waves."
"In manga terms, it's called 'materialization'!"
At this moment, they suddenly noticed Zhou Niannian pinching Jiang Fan's face, preparing to kiss him.
The audience was initially stunned. "Wow, Zhou Niannian is so bold and uninhibited!"
Then, they heard Zhou Niannian muttering to herself, and they immediately understood.
"Haha, I heard clearly what Zhou Niannian was saying. She thinks it's an illusion and wants to verify if Jiang Fan is one."
"Heh heh, this is her deceiving herself. Can you do whatever you want if it's an illusion?"
"If she kisses the illusion, it will disappear, which is a perfect way to test if it's real."
"Nonsense! If it were you, Zhou Niannian would have slapped you hard. After all, a slap can also test an illusion. This means, heh heh..."
Seeing a spectacle unfold, everyone became excited.
Many clenched their fists, muttering, "Kiss! Kiss!"
Only one person in his dorm was desperately tearing at his hair, wishing he could rush through the screen and drag Jiang Fan out. That person was Zhou Ye.
"Wuwu, my sister's first kiss is about to be stolen."
Zhou Ye cried and hugged Lin Yang.
"Calm down. Your sister's first kiss..."
Before Lin Yang could finish, Zhou Ye glared at him and started choking him.
"You're going to say she'll end up with someone else eventually, right?"
"If you don't change your lines, I'll choke you to death."
Lin Yang, barely escaping Zhou Ye's chokehold, touched his neck and said,
"Alright, alright, I have a treasure that can make you feel less sad."
Zhou Ye glared at Lin Yang. "You're not Doraemon; what treasure could you have?"
Lin Yang calmly took out a mask from his pocket.
Zhou Ye took the mask and examined it, certain it was a very ordinary one. He couldn't help but ask,
"What is this? Is it Doraemon's 'Anywhere Door'!"
"It's just a regular mask."
Zhou Ye sighed.
"Are you suggesting this mask can travel through time and space, and I can send it over to cover Jiang Fan's mouth so they won't kiss?"
Lin Yang also sighed, picked up the mask, and covered Zhou Ye's eyes.
"What I mean is, if you can't see it, you won't be bothered. That way, you won't see anything at all."
Zhou Ye: "..."
"Even though you're my roommate, you deserve to die! You really deserve to die!"
In the live broadcast room, all the viewers were craning their necks to watch the unfolding drama.
Most were shouting, "Kiss! Kiss!" A small minority, die-hard fans of Zhou Niannian, had formed the "Zhou Niannian Guard" and firmly opposed the scumbag Jiang Fan.
However, just as Zhou Niannian's lips were about to touch Jiang Fan's, she hesitated and pulled back a step.
The netizens all cried out in disappointment. "They've already taken off their pants, and this is what they show us?"
Zhou Ye, on the other hand, breathed a sigh of relief and patted his chest.
"If I could travel through time, I would definitely go back and kill Jiang Fan!"
Zhou Ye said fiercely, then sighed dejectedly.
"Alas, there's nothing I can do. It seems the good cabbage has finally been rutted by the pig."
Lin Yang adjusted his glasses and said seriously,
"This was inevitable. The 'CP' is now established. By the way, could I ask, is the 'cabbage' referring to Jiang Fan or Zhou Niannian..."
"Watch my chokehold..."
Zhou Ye suddenly lunged and grabbed Lin Yang.
Zhou Niannian was hesitating, and all the viewers in the live broadcast room were getting anxious.
Many of them had already enabled video recording. With such high traffic in the live stream, the picture was stuttering.
If they really kissed and the video crashed, it would be all for naught.
"Kiss! Kiss!"
Suddenly, a red super bullet comment appeared on the screen.
The netizens were dumbfounded. Only those old professors had the privilege of sending super bullet comments.
"Who, who is sending random bullet comments here?"
"This is too disrespectful. Haven't you heard of 'do not look at what is improper'?"
Professor Zhang was huffing and puffing indignantly.
He was the culprit, shouting about the crime. He had only intended to send a regular bullet comment, but he accidentally slipped his hand and sent a super one, revealing himself.
Professors are only human, and it's normal for old hearts to still be young.
Hua Xia's famous painter, Professor Qi, at over eighty years old, still wanted to get married. When someone introduced a woman in her forties, he found her too old and finally found a woman in her early twenties.
Zhou Niannian took a deep breath, mustered her courage, and slowly leaned down.
At this moment, the distance between her lips and Jiang Fan's was so small it was almost like a thin slice of paper.
Her lips could even feel the warmth of Jiang Fan's exhalations.
Would her first kiss in life be with an illusion?
"This is an illusion. If I kiss him, he'll disappear. This is like fulfilling a maiden's dream."
Just as Zhou Niannian was encouraging herself and gathering the courage to kiss, she suddenly heard rapid breathing nearby.
She turned her head and saw Dai Xiaomei and Yao standing there, watching the spectacle.
Dai Xiaomei had been holding her breath for a long time. Zhou Niannian's indecisiveness and delays were unbearable for Dai Xiaomei.
Seeing Zhou Niannian turn to look at her, Dai Xiaomei quickly waved her hand.
"I'm an illusion, I'm an illusion. Hurry up, I won't interfere with you."
Zhou Niannian's eyes almost spat fire. "Such an advanced illusion?"
"An illusion, is it? I'll test it!"
Zhou Niannian punched Dai Xiaomei on the forehead, making her an illusion!
Indeed, her hand felt hot and stinging. This Dai Xiaomei was tangible.
"You're going to kiss just because you want to? Why are you hitting me?"
Dai Xiaomei, with a mournful face, touched her forehead.
"Who wants to kiss him! I wanted to verify if he was an illusion."
Zhou Niannian desperately tried to clear her name, but her face, redder than a ripe lobster, already betrayed her deeply.
"Too fake," Dai Xiaomei thought. "If she wanted to verify, she could have just punched him. Why the fuss?"
"Why were you silent earlier? You should have reminded me you weren't an illusion!"
Zhou Niannian questioned Dai Xiaomei.
"I... I wanted to speak at first, but Jiang Fan gave me a look and told me not to say anything."
What? Zhou Niannian immediately turned to look at Jiang Fan. So it was all your doing!
Jiang Fan was still lying there, pretending to be an illusion and feigning sleep.
Zhou Niannian grabbed Jiang Fan's ear and dragged him up.
"Ouch, it hurts! Go easy!"
Jiang Fan wondered when Zhou Niannian's strength had become so great.
"Fine! You tried to trick me by pretending to be an illusion. Why didn't you speak?"
"I thought you were a straight man, but I didn't expect you to be so cunning!"