[Jenny acting cool again! LOL.]

　　[Louis is so funny. Don't pretend to be reserved! Don't you know what kind of person you are?]

　　[Maybe no one has watched the series, but you gotta know L and J are comedians.]

　　It was just... a very cute contrast.

　　3

　　I was giggling with my teeth bared when the director reminded me in the headset that the camera was on me.

　　Only then did I realize that the camera in front of me had been turned on.

　　I greeted everyone cautiously.

　　"Hello, everyone, welcome to the live broadcast room of Pink Heart. I'm the observer, Molly Roones."

　　After my intro, the bullet screens were full of comments.

　　[LOL. A sharp contrast between Molly and Allen Iverson!]

　　[Allen's face is so dark. I didn't expect it to be so funny.]

　　[Director, you're so wicked. LOL.]

　　[Yes, I love it! I strongly demand that Allen stays in the show!]

　　When it was Allen's turn to introduce himself, I could see the obvious resentment in his eyes.

　　His look made the audience burst into laughter again.

　　[It's so funny. Are all three girls Allen's wife?]

　　[Either his wife ran away, or he cooperated with someone else's famous wife.]

　　[The drama hasn't been released to the public, but his wife is gone. LOL.]

　　When I read the comments, I couldn't help laughing in front of Allen.

　　I could feel Allen's sharp gaze.

　　I hurriedly waved my hand and apologized to him.

　　Allen's frown deepened the sadness in his eyes.

　　It was as if there was a dark cloud above his head, pouring rain on the top of his skull.

　　Someone posted the clipping on the Internet, and the variety show became a trending topic.

　　And Allen and I somehow became a couple.

　　They were shipping me and Allen!

　　And we were named "Love at AMs".

　　The corners of my mouth twitched, and I left a message in the comment area with my alt account.

　　[Paring anyone would damn you!]

　　However, this comment was quickly drowned out by a sea of comments.

　　I was depressed when Amanda called me.

　　Her laughter made me crazy.

　　4

　　I finally understood the purpose of Amanda's call. She wanted to hype the trend up.

　　"Amanda, come on! I won't get along well with Allen. Fortune told me so."

　　Sure enough, Amanda on the other end of the phone instantly became serious.

　　[I told you never to believe fortune tellers. That's all bullshit!]

　　But I never took her words to heart.

　　This time, I meant it.

　　Eating at random would only have loose bowels, but pairing at random would kill me.

　　Seeing that Amanda was determined to pair me and Allen to popularity, I signed in to WhatsApp and texted Allen.

　　[You online?}

　　He didn't respond.

　　I had to participate in the filming of the next episode, and could only accept Amanda's arrangement.

　　After all, she had been nagging me to accept her idea since I walked out of the live-stream room the day before.

　　5

　　The second episode was still an on-air program, but the observer sitting next to me became another one.

　　The observer was the actor I liked. His new drama was hitting, and he was playing a god who didn't know love.

　　"Hello, Mr. White."

　　I thought that my greeting was very restrained, but the comments on the bullet screen were frenzied.

　　[Damn it, why does this woman have an inexplicable feeling of being a couple with everyone?]

　　[Wow, Mr. White.]

　　[Molly, don't fall in love with Mr. White. Allen's heart will be broken.]

　　Why would Allen's heart be broken because of a hello?

　　I ignored these comments and made myself prepared for the filming coming ahead.

　　This episode was a bit more down-to-earth compared to the opening in the previous episode. The programming group asked the male guests to prepare a dinner to satisfy the female guests with 100 dollars.

　　100 dollars could help enjoy a sumptuous homemade dinner.

　　However, Owen was unwilling to cook for Rose and said something extremely unpleasant to the ear.

　　Because it was streaming, everything was uncensored.

　　[Oh my god, what is Owen doing?]

　　[Rose is about to cry. He doesn't care about her feelings at all.]

　　[WTF. Did he insure his hands? Can't he do the basic cooking.]

　　As more complaints were posted, another trending topic was produced.

　　All the observers were at a loss for what to do.

　　After all, Owen and Rose were a real couple. Such a scene would inevitably result in a flame war between the two stars.

　　After the filming, Charles White added me on WhatsApp before I got into the nanny van.

　　He said that he had a script suitable for me and wanted to cooperate with me.

　　When I got home and was about to open the door, a strong arm suddenly blocked my way.

　　"Why didn't you say hello to me last time?"

　　Allen was standing behind me, and his deep male voice came from above my head.

　　It was very quiet in the corridor, which scared me so much that I shivered.

　　"You scared me." I complained.

　　I let go of the doorknob and turned to look at the man who was half a head taller than me.

　　He had a weary look, and I assumed that he must have just gotten off work as I did.

　　"I'm sorry." He said.

　　Hearing his apology, I rolled my eyes at him.

　　He must want something from me.

　　"Someone said that he doesn't want to talk to a bad woman like me for the rest of his life, I remember." I looked at him. My matter-of-fact look made him a little reserved. "Let me tell you, Allen, I'm not those little girls who would try their best to get acquainted with you."

　　Allen pursed his lips and pressed the tip of his tongue against his cheek. He was probably pissed off by me again.

　　Allen could be friendly to anyone but me.

　　I must have owed him a lot in my previous life.

　　"Don't film with Charles White."

　　So it was his purpose.

　　"You're quite well-informed. But what does it have to do with you?" I asked.

　　"I'm jealous, okay?"

　　When he said so, the anger in his eyes couldn't be more obvious.