Glimpsed [Entertainment Industry]

[The novel is complete. My upcoming novel, "Back to My Disfigured Father's High School Heartthrob Days," is available on my author page.] Lin Ran was looking for a roommate and unexpectedly ended up living with an idol. The young idol, Zhou You, was 168 centimeters tall, with rosy lips, pearly white teeth, and a very pretty face. Lin Ran said, "That's nice. And?" How could a PhD candidate whose only focus was studying possibly follow celebrities? Lin Ran initially thought living with the young idol wouldn't affect her life much. But then there was a concert, a variety show, and a chance encounter while they were out... Lin Ran looked at the kid beside her, eating chips and playing video games, and suddenly realized she might have fallen for the Zhou You on the screen. - Zhou You was a little-known idol. Even though his career was on the rise, it was easy to see how far it would go. He never expected to suddenly become famous, even if it didn't last long. When the whole internet was denouncing him, he suddenly discovered that the doctoral student he lived with was secretly pretending to be his biggest fan! Using a brand-new account with no profile, she spent lavishly on fan-voting campaigns; she bought magazines and secretly hid them under her bed; she quietly tore down posters from the supermarket's trash... Zhou You smiled helplessly. "Sis, do you like me?" Lin Ran replied, "Sure." Zhou You asked again, "Do you really like me?" Lin Ran answered casually, "Of course." Lin Ran suddenly looked up and saw the boy, who seemed so different in private, wearing a bitter smile she had never seen before. #I want to love you, but you only see me as your idol. [Cool-on-the-outside, warm-on-the-inside doctoral student x a fallen idol she helps grow] Older woman-younger man romance | Six-year age gap | One-on-one romance ★ Upcoming novel: "Back to My Disfigured Father's High School Heartthrob Days," a family story. Blurb: Chi Xue was raised by her disabled father, Guo Yusheng. He was poor, quiet, and disfigured, with only one side of his jaw intact. Her father provided for her and did all the housework, but they were very distant. Chi Xue could only say that she didn't hate him. Then one day, after she acted far too selfishly, her father argued with her for the first time. She ran out of the house and across the road. She looked back, and with a crash, her father fell into a pool of blood beneath the flashing red light. She regretted it so much. She wished she could start over and return to the time before her father died. Heaven granted her wish. - When Chi Xue woke up again, her phone had become a 3G model, ride-hailing services didn't exist yet, and busy crowds filled the streets, overwhelming her unaccustomed senses. She had become the daughter of a high school homeroom teacher. She was in her first year of high school and had just transferred schools. There was a senior at school who was said to be very handsome, an excellent student, and exceptionally gentle and easygoing. When she was dragged along to watch him from behind, she suddenly noticed that the side of his jaw was exactly like her father's! When her father was in school, he was always wearing designer brands, enough to dazzle her. He was completely different from the gloomy, shabby man she remembered. When she asked around, she learned that his family was wealthy, and that the luxury store belonged to his maternal grandfather. When her father took exams, he easily ranked in the top three, nothing like the dull and dim-witted person she remembered. One of his younger brothers had already gotten into university, and he was about to be recommended for admission to Peking University. At school, her father was popular and always had girls giving him love letters. He radiated charm and brilliance, with not a trace of gloom about him. Chi Xue's knowledge of her father's past had been hazy. Now that the picture had become clear, she began to fear losing him. Unable to hold back, she went up to him and asked, "Will you have a daughter one day?" He paused, then lowered his head and flipped through a book, smiling shyly. "I will love her more than anyone else." [His tenderness flowed down like sorrow, endless and long. He was like moonlight.] Theme: The divide between eras is not impossible to cross