[Background Suggestion Area (Himeko)]: Don't hesitate! Praise sincerely! Think about how people around you usually praise others!
[Background Suggestion Area (Lin Chaoyu)]: Master, just speak the truth. Miss Yun is indeed dazzling on stage.
[Background Suggestion Area (Su Mei)]: Say "dazzling"! Or "impossible to look away from"!
[Background Suggestion Area (Ma Feima)]: Listen to me, my admiration for you is like a torrential river...
Ignoring Ma Feima's cliché that was obviously copied and pasted from somewhere at first glance, Fu Hua took a deep breath and made a decision.
With a tragic mood almost like "martyrdom," she spoke slowly and clearly in the most "natural" tone she could muster.
"But... your styling on stage is very... dazzling... the audience response is enthusiastic."
Oh god, so cheesy! So deliberate! My ears are burning!
"I... I also like it very much..."
This is probably what is meant by "human power has its limits," right?
In this moment, Fu Hua suddenly had thoughts like "enlightenment": why the universe exists, where life comes from, whether humans should send coordinates to Homu Trisolaris...
The vast world flashed past Fu Hua, but the final answer derived was "I can only say this much."
So cheesy!
So deliberate!
So shameful!
My ears seem to be burning!
Fu Hua pursed her lips tightly, her eyes drifting, daring not to look at Yun Mengxi's reaction.
[Background Prompt]: Target Reaction: Stifling laughter. Favorability Rebound: +2.
[Background Suggestion Area (Qin Suyi)]: ...Actually, Master, you don't need to try so hard...
[Background Suggestion Area (Himeko)]: Good! Improved! Although stiff, effective! Continue!
Fu Hua's pupils began to tremble.
What truly made her despair wasn't that she actually did it, but that doing so was actually effective.
Ha, tired, let it be destroyed...
No, she came here precisely to prevent this world from being destroyed.
So Fu Hua, suddenly realizing she couldn't even "give up on herself," launched a real offensive towards Yun Mengxi with this mood of smashing a cracked pot.
Fortunately, the discussion about songs next was slightly normal, until the word "sense of tearing" appeared.
Fu Hua's professional instinct was triggered instantly.
Like rain after a long drought, meeting an old friend in a foreign land... although saying this was definitely a bit wrong...
But who knew the sense of salvation Fu Hua felt at the moment she suddenly saw her familiar field amidst a group of topics she couldn't understand at all?
"Sense of tearing... When emotions fluctuate violently, breath control is crucial. Excessive consumption hurts the throat and cardiopulmonary meridians—"
She saw Yun Mengxi clearly stunned.
Oh no! In a moment of excitement, did I start talking professional terminology to myself again?
Even "meridians" came out! No, must quickly think of a way to remedy...
"Do you... feel discomfort when practicing?" Fu Hua, sweating cold sweat, forcibly pulled the topic back to ordinary care.
After learning that the other party indeed felt discomfort, Fu Hua thought slightly and decided to provide a set of breathing techniques that could adjust the body and mind.
Seeing Yun Mengxi agree, she actually felt a trace of genuine relief and... a sense of accomplishment from the smooth progress of the mission?
Really went in a big circle...
But at least there were some successful experiences, and Fu Hua was definitely not a clueless Soulium-straight woman who would choose to split up when the correct answer was shoved in her face.
With the most basic reference, subsequent communication proceeded with difficulty amidst alternating "disasters" and "accidental small successes."
Only whenever Yun Mengxi talked about popular topics, various absurd options would pop up on Fu Hua's lenses, and the background would argue into a mess.
For example, lipstick colors...
[Background Suggestion Area (Su Mei)]: Ask her if she likes berry red or bean paste red!
[Background Suggestion Area (Cheng Lingshuang)]: ...Colors, what meaning do they have?
[Background Suggestion Area (Himeko)]: Fu Hua, pretend you know! Just nod!
Fu Hua could only evaluate with a stiff expression: "Colors... rich." Then quickly change the subject.
And romance variety shows?
[Background Suggestion Area (Jiang Wanxi)]: Wow! I watched this! That male guest is such a scumbag!
[Background Suggestion Area (Jiang Wanru)]: I think the second female lead is so pitiful...
[Background Suggestion Area (Ma Feima)]: Fake drama, waste of time.
"Is there something wrong with them?" Fu Hua chanted the true portrayal of her heart in a low voice, just not sure if she was complaining about the "exclusive scoop" from Yun Mengxi or the group of Crouching Dragon and Phoenix Chick beside her.
She figured it out. Every single one of those people offering advice in the background was actually Zhao Kuo (armchair strategist).
[Background Suggestion Area (Qin Suyi)]: Master, you can say "this kind of program reflects quite complex interpersonal relationships."
Fu Hua felt like she found a treasure and immediately transformed into a ruthless repeater: "Interpersonal relationships, indeed complex."
Although still dry, at least it didn't freeze the atmosphere or deviate into martial arts analysis.
This group of "staff officers" in the background, except for Qin Suyi who could occasionally provide a sentence spoken by normal people, were all off.
Himeko was good at strategy but unskilled in delicate emotions; Lin Chaoyu had a thick Master filter; Su Mei's suggestions often developed in strange directions; Ma Feima only sought efficiency; Cheng Lingshuang was too silent; the twins were prone to derail the topic.
A pavilion of useless advisors.
She had to rely on her scarce social inventory, combined with Qin Suyi's occasional "sober human" prompts, and most importantly—direct observation of Yun Mengxi's emotions and reactions—to arduously advance this "battle."
Tired, more tired than practicing swords all day.
This was mental exhaustion.
Every time she saw the praise option requiring "self-supplementation" pop up on the lens, she had the urge to take off the glasses and throw them away.
Every time she accidentally said the wrong thing or exposed "non-daily" knowledge, her heart would skip a beat, and then she would desperately try to make up for it.
But... watching Yun Mengxi go from initial restraint and fatigue to gradually relaxing, occasionally being amused by her clumsy actions, and even willing to talk more about work trivia...
That bit of breakdown and exhaustion in Fu Hua's heart seemed to be replaced by a subtle, unfamiliar sense of accomplishment.
[Background Suggestion Area (Qin Suyi)]: Master, well done. She can feel your kindness, which is the key. No need to pursue perfect dialogue, maintain sincerity, just listen.
[Background Prompt]: Target [Yun Mengxi] Current Status: Alertness lowered, willingness to talk increased, core heart door still closed. Favorability Accumulated: +5.
Favorability +5?
Fu Hua didn't quite understand the specific meaning of this number, nor did she think this thing was really useful.
But she understood Qin Suyi's words.
Letting out a soft breath, Fu Hua looked at Yun Mengxi opposite her whose eyes brightened slightly because she told a backstage joke, and subconsciously relaxed her tight mouth corners.
At least... not the worst-case scenario...