The Best Actor tweeted, [I'll change my ID to I Love Steak if my confession succeeds, and I'll change my ID to I Hate Steak if my confession fails.]
Ten minutes later, Twitter was in an uproar.
The Best Actor, Michael, changed his name to Fuch You Steak.
#The Best Actor's Confession#
#The dreamlover of 400 million girls was rejected#
#The Best Actor smashed things in the dressing room#
Sitting in the toilet, I looked at the trending topics on TikTok and Twitter and lost in thought.
Michael sent me a message ten minutes ago.
[Can you be my girlfriend, Rose?]
I didn't give him a note, so I refused him without hesitation when I saw the name ‘The Most Handsome’.
[We're not a good match. Thank you.]
I quickly returned to our chat page on WhatsApp.
I wanted to say something but didn't know what to say.
I regretted that I actually rejected the Best Actor's confession.
His crazy fans would definitely send me a blade if they knew.
Ten minutes later, Twitter was in an uproar again.
Melody, the popular actress, posted on Twitter,
[Glad to meet you. You'll always be my good friend.]
Their tweets made the netizens associate them with Michael's confession.
Some netizens carefully found out the same clothes or jewelry they wore.
They were also the lead actor and actress in the latest TV series.
The trending topic dominated Twitter instantly.
When I opened Twitter again, there were two more trending posts.
#Michael scolded Melody angrily#
#Melody is trying to gain popularity#
On Melody's Twitter, I found that their fans were quarreling.
Michael's comment was the most eye-catching on the page.
[Hey, do you have to take advantage of this popularity? I'm refused and I'm heartbroken now. Can you stop confusing the public?]
Michael commented her too direct, which caused her fans to be dissatisfied.
[Don't slander others just because you have a high status in the entertainment circle, okay? Melody didn't say her tweet is related to Michael’s confession.]
[Melody plays a bad girl in the play, and now she's trying to attract the attention. I really don’t like her.]
Reading the comments, I sighed with emotion at the power of the Internet.
Laying prone on the bed, I recalled how I met him and my thoughts immediately took me back to middle school.
It was hard to say whether Michael was a good or bad student.
He often failed to answer the teacher’s questions, especially in English.
The teacher was often so angry with him that she covered her chest with a book and angrily asked him if he was an idiot.
The teacher pounded on the podium.
"Michael, please explain this proverb."
Michael replied, "Bob though, I must get Jack."
His answer would definitely cause a roar of laughter.
From then on, I noticed him.
He also became a weirdo of our grade and his deeds were widely spread.
However, even if he made a confusing speech in class, his grades were top of the year every time.
He was also quite handsome.
He was tall and straight and could play the piano.
Even if the teacher always criticized him in the office for his poor attitude towards study, the music teacher defended him every time.
The doorbell rang when I was immersed in my memories.
I opened the door and saw a man dressed like a peacock standing there with his hand holding his forehead and his eyes closing.
He muttered to himself when he saw me open the door.
"Rose, I’m so handsome and elegant. Why did you reject me?"
As he spoke, he stroked his hair.
I was speechless and even felt I wasn't wrong in rejecting his confession.
I looked at the lunatic in front of me while thinking of the handsome Best Actor on TV, and felt I was cheated, like those cheated by advertisements.
I wanted to report to some place and take a picture of this scene to sell it to his rich fans.
It would definitely become a heated topic on the Internet. I had already thought of an eye-catching title for the staff.
#Michael went to the girl's doorstep to confess his love but was rejected#
Just as I was dreaming about making a fortune, I was jolted awake by Michael.
"What do you think? Are you dazzled by my handsomeness? Do you regret rejecting my confession just now? If you do, I can forgive you and give you another chance."
I cursed in my heart and subconsciously wanted to close the door but was stopped by Michael.
I asked him what he was going to do.
He stuck his head in and pouted.
"I like you. Give me a chance to show you my charm as a super handsome man."
I admitted that he was indeed a rare handsome guy. When I was in school, I paid attention to him and naturally liked him. But I didn't expect him to be such an annoyed man in private, which was completely inconsistent with the high and cold persona he had built up. I would burst into laughter as soon as I heard his words.
It was hard for me to decide whether to agree or refuse.
If I agreed, I would receive blades from his crazy fans every day.
If I refused, I would miss such a handsome man.
"I agree." I said.
In the end, I chose to give in to his handsomeness.
The person in front of me broke into a smile.
"Can I go in now?"
Only then did I remember that I had kept the door half-closed. In order to talk, he had stuck his head in.
I quickly opened the door and he seemed to have lost his balance and almost fell to the ground.
“It hurts. Baby, give me a massage.”
Michael pursed his lips and rubbed his neck as he looked at me.
I was thinking that he was so handsome while Michael had been muttering to himself, “Baby, help me.”
I came back to my senses and went straight to the living room, leaving the one who was kept muttering behind.
I turned around and pointed at him.
"Stop. Go back to your home if you keep being like this."
Under my fierce eyes, Michael restrained himself and muttered to himself.
"Why are you so cruel?"
I sat on the sofa and watched the new drama starring Michael and Melody.
The man also sat down and began to be proud.
"Look, I'm really handsome in the drama. Look at the way I’m swinging my sword and the cool looks in my eyes."
I interrupted his words.
"It’s not like you. Do you have a twin brother who is the Best Actor?”
Hearing my teasing, Michael got visibly upset and stopped talking.
I watched the drama while eating snacks and my phone vibrated.
It was a Twitter thread about him.
Before I clicked on it, I asked the person next to me if he had been photographed by paparazzi when he entered my home.
I didn't wait for the person's answer to click on the topic while I was frozen in place.
Michael posted a photo of me on Twitter.
"I was just bluffing just now. I've already won her over with my charm."
There were blessings in the comments section, and some people had started to search for my information.
There were also people who threatened me.
I noticed that the amount of Michael's fans was plummeting.
Looking at these crazy fans, I felt that I was about to be stripped naked.
Some friends called me to ask about the situation and some joked that they could make money by selling my information, but I didn’t expect to receive my parents’ call.
They asked me to bring him home and introduce him to them so that they could get to know him.
Looking at the fool beside me, I felt he might embarrass me.
Mom asked me to bring him home tomorrow.
My parents didn't like to joke and were very cold, but Michael was a humorous guy.
I was afraid that my parents wouldn’t accept Michael.
If he posted on Twitter again, I didn't want my parents to be exposed to the public.
So I decided to discuss it with him.
"I plan to bring you home to see my parents tomorrow."
Michael's eyes lit up at my words and he covered his face.
"It happened so suddenly. I'm shy."
I felt that it was impossible to turn Michael into a cool man overnight, so I asked him to pretend to be cool.
On the way home, I reminded him to be cool and he was confident and changed his usual tone.
In the living room, Michael looked up at the roof and narrowed his eyes with his hands clasped behind his back, thinking to himself, "I am cool enough."
My parents sat on the sofa and looked at each other in confusion.
I was speechless for the dumbass and even wanted to beat him up.
My father spoke first.
"Well, you don't have to pretend. We have learned about you on the Internet. We want to ask you what you like about Rose."
He cleaned his throat and made a fool of himself.
"I like her inner beauty."
Hearing his answer, I almost spit water on his face.
What nonsense was he talking about? I didn't speak to him but only had eye contact throughout high school.
To be honest, I didn’t know why he liked me.
My parents insisted on keeping him for dinner.
He behaved quite well during the dinner. He even insisted that he was full after eating a little and put down the fork to sit quietly.
He looked at my parents with a fake smile on his face and my parents couldn't even eat when he was staring at them like that.
I had no choice but to give up my favourite dish, put down my fork, and pull him to the sofa.
On the way home, he wailed in the car.
“I'm hungry. I'm so hungry. Braised pork and roast pigeon, come back to me please.”
I couldn't even roll down the window, because I was afraid people would think he was mad if they heard him.
If I hadn't been driving, I would have taped his mouth shut.
