A Star Who Can Do Everything Except Filming (7): 

As they kept watching, the netizens gradually noticed something: “How far has Si Qi already gone? Why does it look like he’s been leading Professor Bai the whole way, when clearly Professor Bai is the one who often goes out into the field for research?”

“Where is he going? There’s no water source ahead.”

The netizens were confused, and the haters quickly jumped in, saying that Si Qi was indeed acting recklessly, and had even dragged the easy-going Professor Bai into a dead end.

After half an hour passed, the locator vibrated again. Si Qi and Professor Bai looked at the screen. Professor Bai focused on the team closest to them, while Si Qi’s gaze fell on a light spot moving straight toward the center, making the corners of his lips curl upward.

Professor Bai said: “Let’s head that way. That’s also a two-person team—maybe they’re the people we’re looking for.”

Si Qi shook his head: “My other half isn’t there. I’ve already found him.”

Professor Bai was stunned: “You found him?”

How did he find him?

Si Qi: “Are you coming with me, or do you want to split up?”

Professor Bai hesitated: “Are you sure you haven’t mistaken the person you’re looking for?”

Si Qi nodded without hesitation: “I’m sure.”

Professor Bai thought it over and said: “Then I’ll go with you to find your other half first. After all, this segment isn’t timed, and I’d feel uneasy leaving you on your own…”

Si Qi raised an eyebrow: “You’re more worried about your own partner, aren’t you?”

Professor Bai laughed: “He’s sharp. He’ll be fine.”

Right then, the voting segment that the program team had mentioned at the start finally appeared. Each viewer had the right to vote, connecting the eight contestants into pairs to guess who was really together.

The netizens grew restless: “What? The voting already started? I still don’t understand anything yet!”

“Uh, Professor Bai said he trusts his partner a lot. Is that because his partner often goes out into the wild, so he’s confident? Then he must be paired with the Warrior, right?”

“And a lot of the Warrior’s actions just now were exactly the same as Professor Bai’s—finding water, weaving ropes and such. Maybe it was the Warrior who taught Professor Bai.”

“Didn’t you notice the professor said his partner is very sharp? That should be the Lawyer! And things like finding water and weaving ropes are just basic knowledge, so it’s not surprising if they both know.”

“Is that the main point? The real issue is, who should I vote 77 for?!”

“Wait up front—don’t run! I’m also struggling with who to give General Chu’s vote to, sob…”

The netizens argued endlessly. A few minutes of voting flew by, and as the deadline approached, everyone had no choice but to cast their votes.

Minutes later, when the netizens saw the official tally, they were dumbfounded.

“Hey, where did all those people go who said Si Qi absolutely couldn’t date, that Chu Feng would never look at him? The voting results aren’t saying that at all!”

“…I thought I was the only one who voted this way. Turns out the other 7-fans did the same…”

“Ahem, it’s not that I support 77 dating. I just think, among all the people here, only General Chu is worthy of my 77.”

“I’m not saying Si Qi is that great either. I just think, out of everyone present, only Si Qi matches my General…”

“…” The two groups of fans who outwardly denied but inwardly agreed with each other were left awkwardly speechless, while the bystanders laughed and turned to look at the other couples that the votes had formed.

“Huh? Why do the Duke’s daughter and that rich second-gen have such a high vote count? Do they even have any obvious connection? I didn’t see one at all!”

“Uh… I just thought they’d look weird paired with anyone else, so I just stuck the two extras together. Did you all do the same?”

“I only paired them up because they were the leftovers with no one else to choose.”

“Hahaha that’s hilarious! The Warrior and Doctor could obviously be paired. The Warrior and Professor, both used to fieldwork, could also be paired. The Lawyer and the urban professions like Professor and Doctor could match too. But the Duke’s daughter and the jobless rich kid just look awkward with anyone, so why not put them together!”

“Wow, so we were all thinking the same thing!”

At that moment, Professor Bai asked Si Qi: “How are you so sure your partner is definitely up ahead?”

The netizens were equally curious, especially the fans of both sides who realized Si Qi was heading straight toward Chu Feng’s location. They were itching to know the answer.

Si Qi said: “Isn’t it obvious? Because that light spot moved the farthest within half an hour.”

Professor Bai froze: “What?”

“To be able to move so fast in dangerous wilderness, it must be him.” Si Qi said proudly, “The person I’ve set my eyes on is absolutely the most outstanding in the world!”

Professor Bai laughed: “Love makes beauty in the eyes. The one you like will always be the best.”

He also felt his own partner was the best in the world.

Si Qi: “So I checked how far each light spot moved within half an hour. The one that went the farthest and fastest must be my beloved!”

Many netizens finally understood why Si Qi was so certain about heading in that direction, and they were amazed by how sharp his observation was.

Details that none of the onlookers had noticed, Si Qi, while distracted by the wilderness and hurrying along, had observed and remembered clearly. That level of attentiveness was beyond reproach.

Some also realized that Si Qi’s “partner” was almost certainly Chu Feng. Apart from Chu Feng, no one fit the description.

But since Si Qi never actually said the name, Chu Feng’s fans couldn’t outright accuse him of clout-chasing. Forced to listen to Si Qi endlessly praise how amazing and perfect his partner was, they didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

Their lingering resentment toward Si Qi quietly faded away.

For the first time, the 7-fans saw their idol so alive on screen, looking genuinely happy. Watching Si Qi talk about his partner with such joy, they couldn’t bring themselves to interrupt or deny him. Deep down, they admitted that if Si Qi’s partner really was Chu Feng, then yes—Chu Feng was indeed exceptional. Si Qi liking him was only natural. If it were them, they too would love such a hero who defended the country.

Time passed quickly while they talked. Si Qi estimated that the distance between the two groups was shrinking fast, and he unconsciously quickened his pace.

Professor Bai, panting behind him, said: “You have amazing stamina.”

Si Qi: “How can a celebrity not have stamina? Concerts and filming all demand a lot of energy. And being too skinny doesn’t look good on camera either. When it comes to being a star, I’m a pro.”

The corner of Professor Bai’s mouth twitched.

Everyone knew that Si Qi’s professional skills as a celebrity were… questionable.

Maybe all his “professionalism” had gone into odd areas instead—maintaining looks, shaping his figure, learning the knowledge for playing roles… and an unparalleled self-confidence (or narcissism).

At that moment, the two camera feeds suddenly merged into one. The two teams, one heading west and the other east, unexpectedly crossed paths.

The General’s fans, already half-expecting this, were surprised nonetheless: “Si Qi really didn’t go the wrong way.” The 7-fans, seeing their idol drop his cold, aloof face and suddenly beam with a sunny smile, couldn’t stop themselves from screaming at their screens.

“Ahhh that smile, that smile!! Mom! I just heard the sound of my heart racing!!”

“I never cared for idol stars, but suddenly it feels like Cupid’s golden arrow just hit me… If my partner looked at me like that, I’d give them anything!!”

“Oh my god, where did this little sweetheart come from? Too cute!!”

“Waaah screenshot screenshot!!”

Si Qi’s eyes sparkled, his steps quickened, and he threw himself straight into Chu Feng’s arms. In Chu Feng’s slightly bewildered expression, Si Qi rubbed his head against his chest, then looked up at him and asked: “Did you come to find me?”

Chu Feng couldn’t bring himself to refuse Si Qi’s embrace. Instinctively, he adjusted Si Qi—who was nearly hanging off his body—upward and nodded. “Mm.”

Si Qi giggled, his spiritual tendrils uncontrollably stirring, probing the edges of Chu Feng’s spiritual sea, carrying emotions of like you, like you, like you so much. “We really are in sync.”

It was as if pink bubbles floated all across the screen. The audience was mercilessly force-fed mouthfuls of dog food. Si Qi’s smile was so blissful that compared to his usual zombie-like acting on camera, this expression was absolutely genuine—he simply didn’t have the acting skills to fake it!

Many of the 7-fans who had once opposed Si Qi dating, surprisingly, didn’t jump out to object this time. Because anyone who truly cared for Si Qi, upon seeing the joy and delight on his face, could never be cruel enough to play the villain tearing the lovers apart. That would be too heartless.

Even the General’s fans subconsciously fell silent—no one could deny someone’s idol being loved so deeply, even if that person was right now nestled in the idol’s arms, acting coy like a kitten.

The unspoken understanding between the 7-fans and the General’s fans at this moment surprised many bystanders. What was expected to be conflict quietly dissipated, and the casual audience breathed a sigh of relief, focusing once more on the livestream.

“Tired?” Chu Feng asked.

“Of course not!” Si Qi’s tone was proud. “This little stuff can’t wear me out.”

In Chu Feng’s eyes—always calm and stern—a faint smile appeared. The viewers instantly understood the true meaning of tenderness behind a tough exterior.

Professor Bai, following behind the two tireless monsters, complained bitterly: “Do you two even remember I exist?”

Si Qi and Chu Feng turned their heads in unison, the camera catching Professor Bai’s tearless, miserable expression, sending the audience into laughter. “I’d forgotten there was a third wheel at all.”

“Si Qi’s presence is just too strong, nothing can be done about it.”

“Hang in there, Professor Bai~~ Find your partner soon and show off too!”

The General noticed Professor Bai’s forehead drenched in sweat and said to the two: “I’ll first take you somewhere safe, then go bring the others to regroup.”

Professor Bai hesitated, wanting to follow Chu Feng to look for his partner. But considering his limited stamina, afraid he would only slow Chu Feng down instead of helping, he stayed silent.

The 7-fans weren’t aware of his inner conflict. Based on their idol’s past reckless personality, they assumed he would never agree to stay at camp now—surely he’d be loud and insistent on tagging along with Chu Feng.

Yet even after Chu Feng left, Si Qi said nothing.

This surprised the 7-fans.

Before they could voice their doubts, Si Qi suddenly got up and left the open clearing—with its big rocks perfect for sitting and resting—and headed toward the forest.

Professor Bai quickly asked: “Where are you going?”

Without Chu Feng beside him, Si Qi reverted to his usual arrogant manner, tilting his chin. “Going for a walk.”

Professor Bai chuckled: “What’s there to walk around for? Didn’t we already walk plenty just now?”

“None of your business.”

Of course, Professor Bai wouldn’t ignore it: “It’s too dangerous to go alone. I’ll go with you.”

Si Qi pressed him back down with a hand, saying disdainfully: “Enough. If you come with me, and we really run into danger, your only role would be running behind me as a meat shield.”

Professor Bai: “…”

Though true, did he really need to say it so bluntly? That hurt.

Si Qi: “Just rest here. Chu Feng will definitely bring your partner back safely.”

He spoke with utter certainty, showing he had absolute faith in Chu Feng. Professor Bai subconsciously nodded. “I know. With General Chu around, there won’t be any problem.”

And with that, Si Qi looked as if the matter was settled, turning and walking toward the forest.

Professor Bai lost the chance to insist and could only sit uneasily, watching him leave.

The camera switched to Si Qi. Walking through the lush forest, his tall figure and natural posture were framed beautifully. Even under the plain, straightforward livestream lens—no retouching, no special angles—it looked like a movie shot, full of aesthetic quality. Any random screenshot could be a magazine cover.

A comment popped up: “Is this a walk, or a runway show?”

“Honestly, Si Qi really does have the makings of a superstar. I’ve never seen anyone look this good just walking around.”

“I’ll never call him a vase again. If being a vase means this, then he’s a work of art.”

The netizens chattered, saying Si Qi looked like someone who should live in luxury, doing nothing but standing there while people lined up to bring him the best things in life.

Before they finished talking, Si Qi suddenly stopped, bent down, and his long, pale, impossibly beautiful fingers touched a dirt-stained dry branch on the ground. He picked it up.

Then a second branch. A third…

The lively netizens: “…”

The haters, ready to attack him for being useless besides his face: “…”

The 7-fans instantly understood why and felt their hearts ache. “Oh no, my 77 is working so hard.”

“He didn’t bring Professor Bai along because he saw the professor was too tired, so he let him rest and came out to do the work alone.”

“Who says my 77 just sits around as a vase? He’s so thoughtful! He thinks of everything!”

“I never imagined Si Qi, with that temper, would actually take the initiative to gather firewood. Incredible.”

“Knowing his personality, he’s not the type to put on a show for the cameras… so he’s really doing this willingly?”

They watched as Si Qi—supposedly delicate and helpless—quickly gathered a large pile of firewood. He then stretched on tiptoe to pull down a withered vine from a tree, used it as rope to tie the branches together into a neat bundle, and secured it with a swift, solid knot, carrying it easily in one hand.

City-dwelling netizens, unfamiliar with such things, exclaimed: “If no one told me this was freshly gathered, I’d think it was store-bought, packed and sold that way.”

“He works so fast and clean. Totally not what I expected!”

“…I suddenly remembered Si Qi isn’t actually some young master from a wealthy family. Even though he looks like one, he grew up an orphan. He’s known since childhood how to take care of himself. In terms of life skills, he’s ahead of most people here.”

“Wow, I’d totally forgotten about that, even though I knew his background!”

“That aura is just too deceiving…”

They continued watching as Si Qi, calm and efficient, collected two full bundles of firewood, picked a pile of fruits and unidentifiable plants into a hand-woven basket, carved a container out of a bamboo segment with a knife, filled it with water from a distant stream, then carefully washed his hands and face by the water’s edge. Admiring himself for a moment, he rose leisurely and headed back.

The netizens were abuzz: “I’ll never call him a vase again. What kind of vase is this capable?”

“He’s carrying all that like it’s nothing.”

“Does anyone remember the way? I’m already lost, but Si Qi walked without the slightest hesitation.”

“I love how effortlessly he moves through the wilderness!”

When he returned to camp, with Professor Bai staring at him in disbelief, Si Qi lifted his chin smugly. The netizens, amused by his cocky look, burst into laughter. No one said Si Qi was bad-tempered or hard to get along with anymore—wasn’t he getting along wonderfully with his new teammate?

Afterward, the camera cut to Chu Feng, who had finally encountered the second pair of guests.

The audience then realized what someone with a truly terrible personality really looked like.

“Why are you so late!” The Daughter of the World, looking completely disheveled, burst out in anger.

Her hands and feet were smeared with wet mud, and the front of her clothes and her knees were all covered in filth, clearly from a heavy fall earlier.

The female doctor, who had teamed up with the Daughter of the World after meeting her, stood expressionless at the side. She only gave a faint, polite smile when she saw Chu Feng.

But when her gaze shifted toward the Daughter of the World, her expression turned cold, showing that there had clearly been some unpleasantness between them.

Unaware of the situation, online viewers curiously asked: “Did they have a fight earlier?”

Those who had been paying attention scoffed: “What fight? It’s the duke’s daughter unilaterally giving the doctor the cold shoulder!”

Other viewers complained along: “Never seen anyone so hard to talk to.”

“The doctor kindly offered to check her injuries, but she actually complained that the doctor hadn’t helped her up when she fell. What a joke. Everyone’s here to film a show—no one’s obliged to serve her. Why should the doctor take care of her?”

“And now she’s blaming the general for being late and making her look bad. How self-centered can she be?”

The Daughter of the World had no idea what the online audience thought of her. At this moment, she was so angry she was about to cry.

Just the thought that this place was the dangerous wilderness described in the book made her legs go weak. Seeing how the female doctor didn’t bother to take care of her as a transmigrator and just focused on walking ahead, the Daughter of the World grew furious, venting all her anger on Chu Feng, who had only just found her: “Yu Xi calls you a great general, but it’s been almost two hours! If I really ran into a beast here, I’d already be dead before you even showed up!”

“And they call you a hero—ha! You just relied on your privileged background, stealing credit from others to pile all the honors on yourself, that’s the only reason you became a general! Otherwise, why would rescuing someone take you this long?”

Viewers were stunned by her ranting. Fans of the general exploded in anger: “Is this woman insane? Can’t she watch her mouth?”

“Military achievements aren’t something you can just steal from someone else! Does she think the records don’t exist?”

“What was the production team thinking, putting this trash on screen to embarrass everyone?”

“If I were the duke, I’d want to strangle her myself—what a disgrace of a daughter!”

“They’re all just variety show guests. The doctor isn’t obligated to save lives, and the general isn’t obligated to go looking for people! How old is she to still act like such a spoiled child?”

Chu Feng gave the Daughter of the World a cold glance. His deep, indifferent eyes made her shiver, and all the bluster she had built up evaporated instantly. She seemed to suddenly realize that, aside from the identity she’d obtained after transmigrating, she was just an ordinary person who liked staying at home browsing the internet—completely different from Chu Feng, who was decisive, ruthless, and had been surrounded by the empire’s upper class since birth.

Chu Feng said icily: “Looks like the duke hasn’t disciplined you enough.”

The Daughter of the World’s face, red with anger, instantly turned pale. Remembering what had happened not long ago, her expression froze.

The onlookers were intrigued: “Huh? What happened with the duke?”

“The duke’s probably sick of having such a brainless, arrogant daughter.”

“I used to think the duke must be awful too, because of her, but now it seems I was blaming the wrong person.”

Chu Feng turned to the doctor: “Can you still walk?”

The doctor nodded. “I can manage.”

After observing her condition and making sure she could hold on, Chu Feng said, “Follow me. I’ll take you somewhere safe.”

The two stood up and started walking. Left behind, the Daughter of the World exploded: “You didn’t even ask for my opinion! You’re targeting me on purpose!!”

Chu Feng completely ignored her. The doctor, unwilling to play the pushover again and get mocked for it, pretended she hadn’t heard anything and just walked on.

Watching their cold backs, the Daughter of the World burst into tears, choking out: “Why are you treating me like this! Why!”

The viewers sighed: “She’s yelling that loudly—clearly she’s not too weak to walk. What, are they supposed to ask her opinion so she can throw a tantrum and demand to rest?”

“This place isn’t safe. The longer they stay, the more they burden the general. Of course they should keep moving until they reach a safer spot. And she’s screaming so loudly—doesn’t she realize she might attract beasts and get herself killed? Then she’ll expect the general to save her again.”

“Ugh, she’s so annoying. Director, can you switch the camera over to 77? Just seeing him would put me in a better mood.”

“Seconded!”

Seeing so many requests, the director switched the feed to the last pair of guests. After covering their situation for a while, the view returned to Si Qi.

On camera, Si Qi handed water to Professor Bai so he could wash his hands, face, and the small scratches he’d gotten along the way.

Afterward, the two sat on a rock, chatting about the plants and ecology that Professor Bai found so fascinating, enjoying a peaceful moment together.

The serene atmosphere spread to the viewers, whose frowns gradually eased as they sent lighthearted comments across the screen.

Xiu Xiu messaged Si Qi: [Master, the Daughter of the World’s world power has dropped below 20%.]

Si Qi was shocked: [So fast?]

Xiu Xiu: [Before you arrived, the Daughter of the World kept defying the world’s consciousness (the novel’s plot), straying too far from the intended timeline. Her world power was already almost gone. Just now, by publicly ruining so many people’s impressions of her, she lost even more goodwill. Regaining support will only get harder.]

Xiu Xiu briefly described her earlier tirade. Si Qi raised an eyebrow and gave a precise assessment: [This time, she’s wasted her own golden finger.]

As a transmigrator, her greatest advantage was her “foresight.” Knowing the novel’s plot, she could have used it to secure a comfortable life. The world’s consciousness even gave her the identity of the duke’s daughter to help her support the story.

But she foolishly shattered her own golden finger, turning the plot into a mess. Now, stripped of her advantage, all she could do was throw tantrums and lash out at others when things went wrong. Before transmigrating, she had just been an ordinary person, with no cunning for intrigue and no courage to face monsters. The only skill she had was her years of nitpicking and arguing online.

…If nitpicking even counts as a skill.

Si Qi: [So where did all the world power she lost go?]

Xiu Xiu gave the answer he’d already guessed: [Most went to the book’s protagonist. A small part went to you… The world’s consciousness even wanted you and him to reconcile as a couple, but I refused on your behalf.]

[Refuse it.] Si Qi chuckled. [With the way that protagonist behaves, even if I weren’t with Chu Feng, I’d never end up with him.]

Before coming to this world, Si Qi had asked his supervisor what the baseline was for maintaining it.

The supervisor said that as long as the two protagonists didn’t die, the world wouldn’t collapse completely.

But if the story deviated too much, replenishing the lost world power would be very difficult.

Fortunately, what Si Qi excelled at was advancing worlds and helping the world’s consciousness harvest power.

He even had the leisure to ponder another issue: [Zheng Shi acts so foolishly—didn’t she inherit the original host’s memories?]

Xiu Xiu: [She did. The original host was exactly the same—reckless and lawless in private.]

Xiu Xiu pulled up videos from the internet of Zheng Shi and her clique bullying other girls, even driving one to nearly jump off a building. [If Zheng Shi hadn’t transmigrated here, that girl might have really died. After arriving, she focused all her energy on targeting the original protagonist and completely forgot about that girl.]

In a way, the world’s consciousness had used the duke’s daughter’s life to indirectly save the lives of many girls who would have died because of her.