[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-becoming-a-goddess-in-tokyo":3,"chapter-becoming-a-goddess-in-tokyo-becoming-a-goddess-in-tokyo-chapter-7":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Becoming a Goddess in Tokyo",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2338991,4573,"Chapter 7: Chapter Seven: Summer Homework","becoming-a-goddess-in-tokyo-chapter-7",7,"\u003Cp>“Take this.” Lin Zheyuan returned from a nearby fruit stand and placed a pale yellow lemon into Luo Quan’s hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Quan held the lemon in one hand, frowning. “How am I supposed to pose with this? I have no idea.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Zheyuan thought for a moment, then said, “Hold it in both palms, close your eyes, and smile.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Like this?” Luo Quan cupped the lemon in both hands, lowered her head, closed her eyes, and let a faint smile appear on her face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Zheyuan noticed her shoulders were too tense. “Don’t stiffen up. No need to be so nervous—relax. With your looks, even standing there without posing would make a good photo.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Quan smiled at that, took a few deep breaths, and let her shoulders drop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Perfect. Hold that pose!” Lin Zheyuan pulled out his DSLR, crouched in front of Luo Quan, and snapped the shutter from a low upward angle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The angle let the brilliant sunlight catch the edge of Luo Quan’s cheek, blending her golden hair, her smile, and the lemon in her hand into a harmonious, beautiful scene radiating youth and innocence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Additionally, Lin Zheyuan skillfully captured the Tyndall effect’s streaks of bright white light by adjusting his angle, adding a dreamy, hazy beauty to the photo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Done.” Lin Zheyuan looked at the photo on his camera and nodded in satisfaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let me see!” Luo Quan took the camera from Lin Zheyuan, glanced at the image, and exclaimed, “You’re really good—this looks just like those online photos!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Zheyuan wore a proud expression. “Honestly, most people who shoot those online photos aren’t as professional as I am… Alright, hurry up and change clothes—we’re heading to the video shoot location.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Which outfit?” Sanmu gently pulled over a cart loaded with costumes: swimsuits, maid outfits, office attire, and JK school uniforms—all familiar to Luo Quan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This one,” Lin Zheyuan pushed all the other clothes aside, leaving only a white dress with blue floral patterns and thin straps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A dress…” Luo Quan furrowed her brows, still feeling uneasy about wearing something like this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Zheyuan noticed her hesitation. “What’s wrong?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Quan shook her head. “Nothing. I’ve never worn a dress before.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Zheyuan chuckled. “You’ll have to try it eventually. When you become famous, you’ll need to wear evening gowns for award ceremonies and concerts.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’d rather die than wear one! Luo Quan silently swore to herself, then took the strap dress off the hanger and walked toward the changing room by the sea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After changing, Luo Quan got into Sanmu’s car. Lin Zheyuan placed the camera gear in the trunk and climbed in beside the driver, Sanmu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Where are we shooting the short film?” Luo Quan asked curiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Zheyuan replied, “To Nishigoyama.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Nishigoyama…” Luo Quan had no strong impression of the mountain. Compared to Mount Fuji, it was obscure—its only claim to fame was that the former residence of Saigo Takamori stood atop it, giving the mountain its name.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Zheyuan said, “This season, mountains with streams are rare. Mount Fuji is too far and too crowded. Nishigoyama is unknown, so few tourists—perfect for filming.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Lin Zheyuan said, Nishigoyama was close—Sanmu arrived in just twenty minutes. Though technically a scenic spot, they saw no one upon entering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Below the mountain ran a narrow cement road leading straight to the summit. As they drove up, Lin Zheyuan kept leaning out the window, as if listening for something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, he shouted, “Stop!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sanmu immediately pulled over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There should be a stream nearby. We’ll shoot the short film there.” Lin Zheyuan got out and retrieved the camera from the trunk. Sanmu and Luo Quan walked into the thick shrubbery, having heard the gurgling water from within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With no tourists, Nishigoyama’s vegetation remained untouched. The shrubs were dense. Though Luo Quan carefully lifted her dress as she moved slowly, white marks from scratches still appeared on her arms and calves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sanmu fared worse—his shirt was torn in multiple places, practically ruined.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, the path was short. Soon, the three emerged from the shrubs, and the stream’s babbling grew clearly audible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before them stretched a stream about ten centimeters deep and over two meters wide, flowing from between two moss-covered boulders, crystal clear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The streambed was covered in smooth pebbles. At first glance, it seemed as if small fish swam among them—but the red speckles on the pebbles’ undersides were merely illusions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is it. Take off your shoes and run and jump around in it. Remember—keep smiling.” Lin Zheyuan gave orders like a commander.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Quan frowned. “Smile again? Won’t that look too repetitive?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Zheyuan smiled. “Smiling is humanity’s most beautiful and contagious language. It clearly expresses inner emotion and brings warmth to everyone.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine. You’re the professional—I’ll follow your lead.” Luo Quan kicked off her sneakers and stepped barefoot into the stream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The springwater was icy cold, making her shiver—but once accustomed, it felt refreshingly cool.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under Lin Zheyuan’s direction, Luo Quan began running through the stream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The water, barely ankle-deep, splashed in continuous bursts with every step she lifted and lowered. After running about ten meters, Lin Zheyuan told her to turn back and run straight toward the camera.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These were the main shots. Lin Zheyuan then had her film additional sequences, like cupping the clear water and letting it cascade into the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To Lin Zheyuan, these scenes were undoubtedly beautiful. But after performing them, Luo Quan was soaked through—her entire body drenched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no changing room nearby. Luo Quan could only wring out her dress and endure it. Fortunately, it was summer—she didn’t have to worry about catching a chill.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The three returned to the car. Lin Zheyuan said to Luo Quan, “The cover and short film are done. I’ll edit them and deliver them to Director Ishimura tomorrow.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Quan said sincerely, “Thank you so much.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Zheyuan scratched his head, hesitated, then spoke. “Actually, I have a favor to ask. Could you possibly agree?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Just say it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Zheyuan looked embarrassed. “I came to Tokyo partly because I’m on summer break and wanted to learn and gain experience, but also to gather inspiration and finish my summer assignment. Your photos and video are great—could I use them for my assignment?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Quan laughed brightly. “I thought you were going to ask for something serious. You helped me so much—take the photos and video. No need to be so polite.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Zheyuan beamed. “Thank you so much! When your album releases, I’ll bring all my classmates to support you!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Sanmu dropped Luo Quan off at her residence, she was about to invite them both to dinner after changing clothes—but both declined, citing tight schedules and no time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Luo Quan turned to head upstairs, her landlord—who had been waiting—stepped forward and called out to her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Luo Quan, you’ve been very busy lately.” The landlord’s expression was serious. Seeing her outfit, completely different from when she left that morning, his gaze grew heavier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I have been busy.” Luo Quan nodded, then pulled out her phone. “Mr. Landlord, I’ve gathered the rent. I’ll transfer it to you right now.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Less than half a minute later, Luo Quan transferred the seven-thousand-yen overdue rent to the landlord’s bank account. Though he smiled, it was forced. “Luo Quan, you didn’t need to rush the rent. You’re a top student at Tokyo University—you have many ways to earn money. No need to associate with those HD people.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“HD people?” Luo Quan blinked in surprise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The landlord nodded. “The man who picked you up tonight.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Quan explained, “Oh, he’s from Sony Records. I wrote some songs and am releasing them—he came to take me for the album cover shoot.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“O…Oh, I see.” The landlord suddenly understood. Even at his age, his face flushed with embarrassment. It was all a misunderstanding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What did you think it was?” Luo Quan asked curiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Nothing!” The landlord waved his hands hastily. “Uh… I hope your album sells well!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Quan turned and climbed the stairs, waving lazily over her shoulder. “Arigatou~~~”\u003C\u002Fp>",1342,"2026-06-20T22:54:01.657Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","f201a1813712c8632788bd9a53f1d32f066ebe878493f8674d8191c26686305e","becoming-a-goddess-in-tokyo-chapter-8","becoming-a-goddess-in-tokyo-chapter-6",1000,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fbecoming-a-goddess-in-tokyo-cover.jpg"]