Chapter 43: So What If I’m a Little Bit of a Couch Potato
An hour later, the consultation was over.
The psychiatrist asked Chi Qian to wait outside while he kept Chi Chaoshen back for questions.
Maybe Chi Chaoshen had been brainwashed by his niece, because the first thing he asked was, “Well? Does my niece seem like a psychopath to you?”
The psychiatrist gave the hospital director a complicated look. For a moment, he really wanted to ask, Are you sure it isn’t you who needs counseling?
Instead, he said, “Director Chi, your niece isn’t an ordinary psychopath. On the contrary, she’s—”
“An extraordinary psychopath?” Chi Chaoshen cut in.
The psychiatrist: “…” Maybe you should be the one taking over this consultation.
Chi Qian sat outside for nearly half an hour before Chi Chaoshen finally came out.
The way he looked at her was… difficult to put into words.
“Do you want to see your results?” he asked.
Chi Qian waved it off. “Nope. It’s not like I can eat them or use them as a blanket.”
See? So carefree.
Chi Chaoshen’s gaze grew more complicated.
The Chi family didn’t raise fools—he should have known that.
But he hadn’t expected one with such a high IQ… who was also so lazy and greedy.
What would become of her?
“Uncle, you’re looking at me like I’m an idiot,” Chi Qian suddenly said warily. “Don’t tell me I failed some IQ test or something?”
Chi Chaoshen felt the urge to tease her. “That’s right. The doctor said your IQ is too low. You’re a little fool.”
To his surprise, Chi Qian accepted it right away and even looked pleased. “So what? Every family full of geniuses needs one idiot to balance the ecosystem. Otherwise, they’ll all go extinct.”
As long as she could survive and protect her family, who cared?
So what if she was a couch potato?
Chi Chaoshen: “…”
Did she just gain confidence from that?
Around the corner, someone who had overheard their conversation covered their mouth to stifle laughter, then quickly typed into the class group chat:
[Guys, omg, Chi Qian’s IQ test says she’s a total idiot!]
[Hahahaha the Chi family made her identity public for this? What a joke!]
[I knew that “Escape, the Idol’s Way” show had a script. Someone like Chi Qian couldn’t possibly be that impressive. Knew it was fake.]
[Just wait—during the next livestream, I’m going in to expose her!]
Chi Qian spent a few days at her second uncle’s house, living the salted-fish life of eating and waiting to die.
Before the second episode of Escape, the Idol’s Way went live, her third uncle finally found the chance to drag her back to his place.
The next morning, the production crew arrived for their usual surprise house visit to each guest.
Last time, Chi Qian’s upside-down sprint had scared the production team half to death. This time, they were determined to reclaim their dignity.
At five-thirty in the morning, when the sky was only just beginning to lighten, they launched a surprise attack.
[Livestream chat:]
[At this hour even pigs aren’t awake, the production team is really evil.]
[Go go go, production team! I want high-def, unfiltered shots of Brother Chi’s sleeping face!]
[Sister Qian, sister Qian, I missed you so much!!]
The show’s director and cameraman slipped quietly into the house.
The place was silent. Like clockwork, they headed straight for Chi Qian’s room—planning to spook the “small one” first before dealing with the “big one.”
This time, they were prepared. There was no way they’d be frightened again.
The director pushed open Chi Qian’s door with full confidence—only for a circle of rope laid on the ground to tighten suddenly as the door swung open.
With a loud whoosh, the director was hoisted straight up into the air.
The cameraman rushed over to help, but accidentally stepped into the trap as well, and ended up hanging right alongside him.
The two dangled there, staring at each other in disbelief: “……”
The culprit was obvious.
But seriously—who in their right mind sets a trap right outside their own bedroom door?
Weren’t they afraid of getting caught in it themselves on a midnight bathroom trip??
Not far away, Chi Qian was curled up on her bed, clutching the green turtle pillow her third uncle had bought for her, sleeping soundly.
The director called her name several times, but she didn’t stir.
She slept like the world could burn around her, utterly unbothered.
[Livestream chat:]
[HAHAHAHA the production team finally got what they deserve! I was so sick of seeing guests being scared awake. Finally someone who can put them in their place!]
[LOL they look like two sausages hanging there, not even dried yet.]
[Chi Qian: You thought you’d catch me off guard? Don’t worry, I already predicted your prediction.]
And so, the director and cameraman hung there until eight-thirty.
Chi Qian finally woke up.
She got out of bed, rubbed her eyes, and shuffled toward the door.
The director was nearly in tears. The sun was already high in the sky—finally, finally she was awake!
How could someone her age sleep like the dead??
But under their desperate gazes, Chi Qian, eyes still half-closed, simply drifted right past them, ghostlike, and floated straight into the bathroom.
Her body was awake, but her soul hadn’t caught up yet.
Director: “…Am I really that unnoticeable?”
Cameraman, wiping away tears: “This is the first time in my life I’ve been ‘fished up’ by a girl… even if it’s just being hung from a doorway.”
As Chi Fengxiao yawned his way out of his room, he caught sight of the scene. He blurted out, “What the hell? Is this some pre-show entertainment segment before filming?”
The director put on a brave face: “Brother Chi, we’re just here to enjoy the view. The higher you hang, the further you see.”
Chi Fengxiao gave him an “oh, I see” look. “So it wasn’t you two who triggered Qian Qian’s trap, huh. Well then, take your time enjoying the view.”
“…No, wait, don’t leave us like this.” The director begged, face full of misery. “We’ve been stuck here for hours already. Can’t you let us down first?”
“Don’t worry,” Chi Fengxiao consoled, “Everything in this world follows its own fate. When the time comes, you’ll naturally come down.”
Director: Thanks, that was zero comfort.
Are you people even human??
—
Once the ambush segment was over, the cast set off for their next filming location.
The destination: the seaside.
Because Chi Qian and Chi Fengxiao lived farther away, they arrived last. The other four pairs of guests were already waiting.
Stretching lazily, Chi Qian strolled into the group, drawing a quick glance from the chief director.
This season’s guests had been handpicked by him—each with a good reputation in the industry.
If even this lineup managed to cause a scandal, he swore he’d jump off a cliff himself!
Reassured, he picked up the loudspeaker: “Everyone, let me introduce our two new guest pairs.”
“This is the well-known Best Actress, Wen Li, and her daughter, Tang Xin.”
Wen Li’s curled hair cascaded casually over her shoulders. Her stunning features showed no trace of age—elegant and effortlessly refined.
“Hello everyone, I’m Wen Li. Please take care of us in the days ahead.”
Tang Xin stood timidly by her mother’s side. “H-hello, everyone.”
Chi Qian recognized her instantly—the same girl she’d once seen crying alone in a hospital corner. She gave her a glance, then looked away.
[Livestream chat:]
[Ahhhh the actress queen is gorgeous, even her hair has its own charisma!]
[No wonder she’s her daughter—so cute!]
[Is it just me, or do they not look very close as mother and daughter?]
The director continued: “Our next pair is the popular idol Luo Fan, and his cousin, Luo Zichuan.”
Luo Fan, with his handsome looks and warm, boy-next-door aura, opened with a self-composed song, instantly lifting the mood.
Luo Zichuan, by contrast, was more reserved. After saying his name, he stayed silent.
[Livestream chat:]
[Luo Fan, Luo Fan, beyond the ordinary! He can sing, dance, write, fight—ten out of ten, sweetest puppy boy ever!]
[Go FanFan! Mommy loves you!]
[Both brothers have amazing visuals, I’m in love!]
Gu Hua sized up the Luo brothers and asked her system: “Luo Fan’s one of my target capture characters too, right?”
Though he couldn’t compare to the Young Master from the Shi family in terms of looks and temperament, he was still premium supporting-male material.
