"Huh?!" Bai Su stared at Su Su with horror. "Su Su, how did you suddenly understand so much?"

Su Su silently cursed. This was bad.

Explaining web novels and predicting China’s future entertainment industry had already exceeded what a fifteen-year-old girl should know. No disrespect, but girls her age should be carefree—playing, chattering, holding hands to the bathroom.

But Su Su was a reincarnator. She knew that even if her heart raced, she had to stay unflappable.

So, chin lifted proudly in a "I’m amazing, praise me" pose, she declared, "Of course—I’m a genius~"

Nearly a decade of workplace experience from her past life taught her how to wear masks for profit. She’d once hated that fake skill. Now, she relied on it to clear suspicion. How ironic. She chuckled bitterly inside.

Luckily, Bai Su wasn’t like those ruthless people from her past life who peeled off masks. He just paused slightly, then teased, "Oh yeah, yeah. I never knew my dear sister had such bragging talent—using some book expert’s words to fool your brother."

"?!" Su Su startled, almost laughing. Yes! Blind student! You nailed it!

Bai Su suddenly covered his face, fake-sobbing. "I’ve been so good to you, yet you lied! Su Su, you’re heartless—waaah..."

A dark line appeared on Su Su’s forehead. *Must you be this dramatic? Should I hand you an Oscar? How did past-me not know you were this extra?* she grumbled inwardly.

But relief washed over her. Good—Bai Su thought she’d read some magazine expert’s predictions and was bragging. Perfect. She could blame that fake expert later. *Sweet.*

Don’t get cocky! Don’t get cocky!

Su Su forced a stubborn pout, voice trembling: "What... book? I thought it up myself! Magazines? Don’t exist!" She rated her acting a perfect ten.

The naive Bai Su fell for it. Seeing through her, he smirked. "Hmph. Stubborn as a mule."

*Yes, yes, whatever you say. Skip this topic already,* Su Su thought.

As if hearing her, Bai Su patted her head again. He slumped lazily on the living room sofa, patting the space beside him. "Come, Su Su. Tell me how *you* *thought* web novels could make money." He stressed "you" and "thought."

The lingering touch on her head sparked sudden anger—not from his teasing, but from him patting her head. Brat! Just tall? In her past life, she’d towered over him. Yao Ming? She’d chatted with him like old friends!

A bold idea struck her. Tsundere-mode activated: "Hmph. Is this how you ask? I won’t tell."

Bai Su scratched his head. Sisters were troublesome. But he had to yield. Instantly pitiful, he pleaded, "Ah, my dear sister~ Brother was wrong. You’re so smart and cute—you’d never brag! I believe you’re a genius. Little genius, please explain?"

Goosebumps covered Su Su. *Why was past-him nearly thirty and single? Unscientific.*

Both timelines’ Bai Su shared near-identical personalities. They had the ultimate girl-winning tools: shamelessness and sweet talk. But their goofiness was surface-deep. Su Su knew this drama queen was reliable—and ridiculously handsome. How could such a man almost die alone?

She doubted herself. She’d forgotten one trait: reserved yet playful. With strangers, they froze like walls—ignoring flirting, replying with a flat "Hmm." With friends, they became hilarious jokesters. Their charm, reliability, handsomeness—all reserved for a few. Maybe it wasn’t just being reserved. Maybe it was deep insecurity. Fear bred silence. They fought the unfamiliar world with quiet.

Cherish every reserved-yet-playful person. Seeing their wild side meant you were trusted.

Unfortunately, both Bai Sus were extreme cases. With strangers, they acted dull and naive—ignored by girls who preferred flashy bad boys. That’s why past-Bai Su stayed single forever.

Su Su didn’t realize this. Still playing along, she lifted her chin. Her face screamed, "I’ll forgive you this once, peasant." "Hmph. Smooth talker."

*...Hence why single dogs stay single. Died once, yet still clueless why girls dislike him. Poor pup.*

Bai Su wisely scooted over, eagerly holding Su Su’s hand like a flunky.

Su Su nodded, cleared her throat, and waved her tiny arm. "Lesson one: web novel writing begins now!"

[To be continued]