Chapter 28: Day 28 of Transmigrating into an Object

Jiang Shiyang had transmigrated into a pair of Bluetooth earbuds, stuck inside a charging case. Unable to focus on her tasks, she hurriedly exchanged for Human Form Duration.

The underwear task was complete, bringing her total accumulated time to 358 hours. Her already generous schedule became even more relaxed, so she simply exchanged for 18 hours, enough to last her until the early morning, even if she had to pull an all-nighter.

Back in her body, she got up, washed, and tidied herself. Just as she finished, Little Xie knocked on the door.

Winter mornings were still quite cold. The moment she stepped out of the hotel, the frigid air hit her, instantly banishing the drowsiness that had been making her yawn nonstop.

She got into the car, intending to rest her eyes a little longer, but then she heard Little Xie exclaiming beside her, saying she and Shen Wenyi were on the Trending Search.

What? Her and who? Shen Wenyi?!

She opened her eyes, pulled out her phone, and went to the trending list. Sure enough, she saw a topic about her and Shen Wenyi: #JiangShiyangvsShenWenyi#

At first glance, it looked like the two of them were about to battle. She had no idea what fans and bystanders were thinking, but every time there was the slightest rumor about her and Shen Wenyi, a trending topic about their discord would instantly flare up, as if watching two Best Actresses tear each other apart was some kind of great entertainment.

In reality, she and Shen Wenyi had never openly fought. Their so-called love-hate relationship was entirely the product of fan wars.

And that was the result of them hiding it well. If fans knew what happened between them in private… not to go too far, just take what happened last night—Shen Wenyi practically “crippling” both her hands. If that got out, it would instantly stir up a hornet’s nest, and in minutes, the tearing would expand to a galactic scale.

She clicked on the topic and scrolled. It turned out they had been photographed going to the movies together last night?!

This was ridiculous. There were clearly only the two of them, how could they still get photographed?

Truly, when your luck is down, you can choke drinking plain water.

Thankfully, the photos only captured them leaving the theater and entering the stairwell. They didn’t get them eating hotpot afterward, and certainly not the kiss-hand underwear incident. The car windows were privacy glass, so they couldn’t have been photographed even if someone tried.

The person who posted on Weibo was likely the woman who had called out Shen Wenyi’s name last night. She didn’t say much, just posted a nine-grid photo set and stated that she ran into the two Best Actresses at the movies.

The comment section was far more entertaining than the post itself. The wild speculations were an eye-opener for Jiang Shiyang. Some people even claimed she was secretly meeting a man at the cinema, and Shen Wenyi had tailed her, capturing lethal evidence. They said Shen Wenyi was holding back, waiting to release a massive bombshell to destroy her.

The person even attached screenshots proving Shen Wenyi had logged into Weibo several times last night but hadn’t posted anything, claiming this was evidence that Shen Wenyi wanted to expose her but hadn’t gone through with it.

What, are celebrities only allowed to log into Weibo to post? Can’t they just look around?

Absolutely laughable.

As she watched fans from both sides arrive in the comment section, tearing and fighting as if it wasn’t a workday, she pursed her red lips and exited the topic.

Usually, watching her fans blast Shen Wenyi’s fans felt satisfying. Today, for some reason, it suddenly felt dull and meaningless.

She scrolled around randomly for a bit, and the big data algorithm pushed her the latest post from @Abnormal Heartbeat.

#LittleBlackRoomplay, deleting in 24 hours, come quick!#

As usual, a group number was attached to the end of the post.

This Abnormal Heartbeat was truly prolific. No other fanfiction author seemed to update as frequently.

Squinting, she leaned back against the car seat, lazily switched to her alt account, and opened up the QQ Group. Members were still sending messages excitedly; in the blink of an eye, it was 99+ unread.

She skimmed through roughly. Everyone was frantically cheering on Abnormal Heartbeat, the screen flooded with “Author-sama is awesome!”, “So twisted, I’ll watch it a hundred million more times!”, and “Begging for the sequel!”.

So… twisted?

Her heart inexplicably stirred. She wondered what connection this Abnormal Heartbeat had with someone in the film crew. This new story wouldn’t reflect the real situation of the crew, would it?

She didn’t rush to open the file. First, she scrolled back up through the chat history to get a general idea of the story’s content. But after climbing through pages of messages, she didn’t find anything amiss.

This time, the fanfiction plot seemed quite cliché. It was just a story about Shen Wenyi being targeted by a pervert, not only kidnapped and raped, but also subjected to many Little Black Room “plays”. Then, it chronicled Shen Wenyi’s journey from fear to Stockholm Syndrome.

Tsk, to be honest, although the YY fantasies about her and Shen Wenyi were disgusting, this Abnormal Heartbeat at least always imagined her as the Top/Seme. She was quite satisfied with that.

Of course, Shen Wenyi had to be the one on the bottom. She wasn’t as tall as Jiang Shiyang, and was so thin-skinned. No matter how you looked at her, she was a forever Bottom/Uke.

Considering that Abnormal Heartbeat shipped “Yi Yang” but firmly designated her as the Top/Seme, she decided to check out this short smut piece, which, on the surface, seemed unrelated to the film crew.

But seriously, were these readers laying it on a bit too thick with the flattery? “What a Deity author-sama, what a Deity-level story”? “Peerless in heaven and unequaled on earth”?

She had read two of Abnormal Heartbeat’s smut fics before. They weren’t long, and the writing style was admittedly decent, but it definitely wasn’t blown to the insane degree they were claiming.

Looking at so many readers “shouting out the author-sama”, she suddenly felt a wave of mixed emotions. Look at this fanfiction circle, what kind of little angels were these readers? As long as the author-sama was willing to produce grain, even if it was written like crap, they were still a great author-sama!

Compare that to celebrity fandom, which was practically a smokeless war. Blackfans posing as stans, antifans posing as passersby, ex-fans turning and stepping on you… all of this was common. When they loved you, you were their sky, their earth, their one and only aurora. When they didn’t, they wished they could fabricate a mountain of black material to dump on you, justifying their innocence in dropping fandom.

She suddenly kind of got the appeal of the fanfiction circle. Look at this group atmosphere, filled with song and dance and world peace, it was a real-life, land-of-peach-blossoms utopia!

With this kind of vibe, she just had to read the fic!

She shifted to one side to prevent Little Xie from seeing her phone screen, pursed her lips, and clicked the latest file.

Reading this first thing in the morning seemed a little…

Mama, mia, Mother mia!

She swallowed hard as she read, the screen reflecting her increasingly vulgar face.

What, what kind of deity-level author-sama was this?! How could they be so skilled and so daring in their writing?!

She had been wrong. She had been so vulgar. She had originally thought this was just an ordinary Stockholm Syndrome Little Black Room story. Never in her wildest dreams did she expect this to be a revenge power-fantasy! And a dream crossover between 2D and 3D?!

Titled “Impossible to Escape Even with Wings”, the story’s version of her was not only a Boss who ruled Both the Underworld and Legitimate Circles, with guns and connections, but also cold-blooded and heartless, loving only herself.

By a twist of fate, Shen Wenyi offended her, so she captured Shen Wenyi, using Shen Wenyi’s entire family as a threat to keep Shen Wenyi trapped by her side, doing this and that every day.

Shen Wenyi went on a hunger strike to resist, so she sent people to break Shen Wenyi’s little brother’s leg…

Shen Wenyi was an only child. Where did a little brother come from?

Fine, it wasn’t important. Watching her little brother cry for his parents on video, Shen Wenyi shed humiliated tears, immediately agreed to eat, and pleaded with her to spare her brother.

She… she actually said: “Originally, it would have been enough just for that mouth of yours to eat its fill. But now I’m unhappy. Just feeding that one mouth is no longer enough.”

The following dialogue was a complete revelation to Jiang Shiyang. Watching Shen Wenyi tremble in disbelief, her own heart started trembling along with it.

Serves you right for biting me last night! You deserve it!

In the 3D world, you torment me. In the 2D world, I’ll torment you!

Ultimately, Shen Wenyi yielded. The humiliated tears, the red, wet corners of her eyes… this description instantly reminded her of last night’s Shen Wenyi in the car.

Tsk.

Wasn’t that just too vivid a mental image?

Of course, she also remembered that awful fan gift. It really was a dream crossover between 2D and 3D. When it came to mind in 3D, it was unbelievably awkward, but used in 2D, it felt so natural and effective.

Haha.

Shen Wenyi, today it’s your turn, isn’t it?

No wonder so many people like to vent their emotions through writing. Reading this felt truly satisfying. The pain in her hands from last night seemed like a thing of the past. Right now, she felt refreshed and invigorated. She had never felt better!

Happily, she read on, watching how she tormented Shen Wenyi within the fic until she was half-dead, how Shen Wenyi tried to escape time and again, only to be recaptured and bullied in various ways. It was truly a case of: She fled, she pursued, she had No Escape.

The story hadn’t finished yet. It stopped at the point where Shen Wenyi had been captured by her again. After another round of doing-this-and-that, she fell asleep exhausted. In the darkness, Shen Wenyi kept her gloomy eyes open and pulled a knife out from under the pillow.

Shen Wenyi could clearly have stabbed her to death in one blow, but in the end, tears streamed down her face. She silently put the knife away, and despite her whole body aching, lay back down. She even shifted closer to her, gently nestling up against her before finally falling asleep.

Behind her, she opened her eyes, a smile of inevitable victory curling at the corner of her mouth.

See? It was a power fantasy, right? A satisfying story where she successfully takes revenge on Shen Wenyi!

But at the end, the fic was marked as “To be continued”.

What else could be written in the sequel? It wasn’t hard to guess. Definitely, Shen Wenyi would slowly open her heart, eventually fall so deeply in love she’d die for it, and then the two would happily HE.

She exited the file with immense satisfaction. On the one hand, she was satisfied to find no trace of the film crew’s voyeurism; on the other, she was satisfied seeing Shen Wenyi get tortured by her. All in all, this was the most satisfying of the three short smut fics she had read.

In the few minutes that passed, the group had flooded the screen with another 99+ messages. The film crew still hadn’t arrived, so, with time to kill, she scrolled back up through the chat. Her gaze suddenly froze.

【HurryUp_IDontLackTraffic: @Abnormal Heartbeat, Author-sama, can I apply for the Audio Drama rights to this piece? Not commercial, just messing around with our own people to voice it! Please, please~!】

Fanfiction couldn’t be commercialized anyway. Though it was an unspoken understanding, saying it out loud often made the author more likely to agree.

She originally thought Abnormal Heartbeat wouldn’t reply; at least, she hadn’t seen Abnormal Heartbeat bubble up since joining the group. But, to her surprise, Abnormal Heartbeat actually replied!

Not only replied, but also agreed?!

Wait, how could this kind of shameful play be made into an Audio Drama? If the smutty parts were removed, how many words would be left in the entire text? What would even be left to record?

She didn’t understand.

But before she could finish scrolling up, a new pile of red notification dots appeared below. The group was in an uproar, all of them @ing Abnormal Heartbeat and HurryUp_IDontLackTraffic, showering them with flattery and bootlicking. They also asked when the production would be ready, their enthusiasm high and necks craned in anticipation.

HurryUp_IDontLackTraffic said they were a sophomore university student, part of a CV club, so people weren’t a problem. They could find everyone in minutes. They planned to rush the recording that very night, and with post-production and music, it would be out in three or four days at the earliest.

Someone urged Abnormal Heartbeat to quickly write the sequel, so they could directly produce a complete volume.

Abnormal Heartbeat agreed, saying they would update the rest of the story to its conclusion tonight.

Watching the screen scroll by frantically, she was swept up by their emotions and actually started looking forward to it too.

Wait, what was she looking forward to? Besides the smut, what was there to record?!

She stuffed her phone into her pocket, turned her head, and met Little Xie’s gaze.

Feeling guilty like a thief, she instinctively put on a cold face and snapped, “What are you looking at?”

Little Xie, innocently caught in the crossfire, scratched their chin and said, “Last night, you and Teacher Shen…”

The mention of last night brought the car incident back to mind.

She said, “Shut up! Don’t mention her!”

Little Xie said, “But…”

She said, “No buts!”

Little Xie said quickly, “Should we delete the dashcam footage? Sister Li asked me to ask!”