thefictionvixens Chapter 68 Real-name Registration
Chapter 68 Real-name Registration
In the early morning, sunlight streamed through the cruise ship's panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating the balconies of the luxury cabins.
While Chen Yuan and the others were still asleep, the female guests had already woken up one after another. After washing up, the first thing they did was open the door and check the mailbox.
Zhang Jianjian was the first to open her mailbox, where she found two folded postcards. She froze, her eyes widening instantly.
Immediately afterwards, Lin Wanxing also received two emails, one of which was in Su Qingyuan's mailbox.
Meng Shuran and Xu Zhiyi opened their mailboxes, only to find them empty. They exchanged a glance. "I'm a little annoyed that I can't say anything," Meng Shuran said quietly.
Although she had thought she might not have it, she never expected it to actually be true.
She's a great beauty, isn't she?
So the two of them turned their attention to the three people who had received the envelopes. "Let's look together," they said, joining in the gossip.
Since Zhang Jianjian opened it first, the other four unanimously requested to see hers first.
Early in the morning, the corridor was filled with the curious voices of the girls.
Shortly after they left, the doors to the male guests' rooms on the other side of the corridor opened in unison.
Chen Yuan and the other four exchanged glances, smiled awkwardly at each other, and then walked towards the main hall.
The cruise ship's restaurants are located on floors seven through nine.
Today, their first meal was carefully prepared and arranged by the ship's staff on the ninth floor, a full-course breakfast buffet.
Upon arriving at the ninth-floor buffet restaurant, everyone was stunned to see a variety of breakfast options from all over China.
"My God, this is so awesome!" Ji Chengyu exclaimed.
"It's like bringing together breakfast from all over the country all at once."
Everyone sighed in amazement.
The ten of them came from the south, the north, and East China.
At this moment, everyone saw the breakfast from their hometowns. Soon, they forgot about the envelope and just wanted to enjoy a delicious meal.
Chen Yuan ladled out a bowl of porridge, found a seat, and set it down before starting his morning meal.
Although there are many kinds of breakfast today, the breakfast in Guangdong is still the most attractive.
Shrimp dumplings, chicken feet, and rice noodle rolls are indispensable.
Next, pan-fried buns from Haidu are another breakfast favorite of his.
As for rice noodles and the like, Chen Yuan simply ignored them. He had spent some time in the two lakes region, and he couldn't stand a bowl of rice noodles mixed with various ingredients.
They added shredded meat, minced meat sauce, and even chili sauce.
Soon, Chen Yuan had a bountiful harvest. He carried a pile of breakfast back to his seat and sat down to eat leisurely.
The restaurant alone is quite large on the entire ninth floor, with plenty of seating.
Most people were sitting rather far apart, except for the girls who were sitting together.
Zhang Jianjian and the others were eating breakfast while opening the letters.
"Wow!"
"No way."
"Both are love letters?"
A gasp rang out, and a commotion broke out on their side. The five girls then started discussing amongst themselves, instantly creating a gossipy atmosphere.
They began to guess at the handwriting and content, occasionally letting out a soft gasp of surprise.
On the other hand, the atmosphere was somewhat subtle among the scattered male guests.
Shen Zhici, Jiang Yichen, Lu Zeyan, and the others ate in silence, their eyes occasionally drifting towards the girls, showing a hint of guilt.
When they submitted their applications last night, they both knew each other's target. They tacitly remained silent, neither wanting to expose themselves before the female guest took the initiative to ask for her real name.
Lu Zeyan glanced at Chen Yuan, who was engrossed in eating, his eyes full of doubt.
He couldn't understand why Chen Yuan would send the letter to Zhang Jianjian. Based on their previous interactions, Xu Zhiyi, Su Qingyuan, and even Lin Wanxing seemed more like his choice.
Lu Zeyan and others were also puzzled.
Ji Chengyu had a bitter look on his face. He had given the mailbox to Zhang Jianjian. Yesterday, when he saw Chen Yuan standing in front of the same mailbox as him, Ji Chengyu looked desperate.
He had this strange feeling that he couldn't beat Chen Yuan.
"This is great!" Chen Yuan exclaimed in surprise, not expecting the chicken feet on the cruise ship to be so authentic. He then got up and went to get two more plates.
He ate his breakfast with great satisfaction.
After breakfast, everyone returned to the lobby lounge on the thirteenth floor to wait.
The cruise ship was now in the open ocean, with only the vast expanse of deep sea and occasional sightings of other ships.
However, the thirteenth floor is not a good place to enjoy the sea view.
Zhang Jianjian and the others huddled together, still guessing who the postcard belonged to.
Chen Yuan sat on a sofa with Lu Zeyan and the others. Compared to their quietness, Chen Yuan turned his gaze to the beautiful woman opposite him.
What's the difference between these five girls sitting together and a world-famous painting?
Just as they were enjoying the view, the butler appeared.
Upon seeing the butler arrive, everyone snapped out of their reverie.
Seeing that everyone had arrived, the butler got straight to the point: "Good morning, everyone. I believe you have all checked your emails."
"So, of the five female guests, three received postcards, while Meng Shuran and Xu Zhiyi did not."
"Now, I'd like to ask the female guest who received the postcard if she would like to request to know the writer's name?"
He paused, then added, "A special reminder: guests who receive multiple postcards can only choose one to request to use their real name, and they only have one chance to do so."
"Would Zhang Jianjian, Lin Wanxing, and Su Qingyuan like to use their real names?"
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone's eyes were focused on the three girls.
The lobby fell silent instantly, and the sound of the sea breeze blowing through the windows eased the atmosphere slightly.
Chen Yuan scratched his head, starting to feel a little nervous.
Although the task was completed, I'm still worried about Zhang Jianjian sending him that letter under his real name.
Fortunately, Ji Chengyu also wrote to Zhang Jianjian.
If I had known to vote for Xu Zhiyi or Meng Shuran, I definitely wouldn't have asked for my real name, right?
Lost in thought, Su Qingyuan answered first: "I'll pass, I don't need to use my real name." What she received was a casual postcard filled with goodwill.
She roughly guessed whose it was.
It should be from Lu Zeyan, as the letter mentions some scenes of the two working together.
Su Qingyuan looked at the postcard in her hand, feeling inexplicably unhappy, though she didn't know why.
"And what about Lin Wanxing?" the butler continued to ask.
"This is a letter I wrote with my real name. It begins with 'Seeing you is like a melody...'" Lin Wanxing said, holding up a postcard.
The girls had speculated about the letter. Zhang Jianjian and the others thought it was definitely from Jiang Yichen, but Lin Wanxing thought it wasn't. Instead, she thought the other letter was from Jiang Yichen.
The letter in their hands led them to two candidates: either Ji Chengyu or Chen Yuan.
As soon as Lin Wanxing finished speaking, Jiang Yichen, one of the male guests, froze on the spot. After a long while, he managed to force a smile.
The butler smiled and nodded, then looked at Chen Yuan and the others sitting on the other side and asked, "Then, please let the male guest claim it."
"Mine," Shen Zhici suddenly raised his hand and said.
Lin Wanxing was stunned, her gaze falling on Shen Zhici, then she smiled slightly and said, "I see, then please guide me from now on."
"So, the first match is successful: Lin Wanxing and Shen Zhici," the butler announced, then looked at Zhang Jianjian, "So, does Zhang Jianjian need to register with his real name?"