Idealism is often complete, and reality is often stark.
The problem lay with Fang Xihua’s partner. Despite his attempts to answer questions based on previous impressions and guesses, Wei Junhao barely answered correctly.
Oh! He got one right: the giveaway question at the beginning.
The director had deliberately made the questions simpler because the two were a staged couple. With a bit of effort, they should have been able to answer correctly, but instead, it was almost as if they had written “don’t want to work” on their faces.
Fang Xihua: “……” Spits blood jpg.
“Group four, with a final score of sixty, it’s a tie.” The director scratched his chin, and seeing it was getting late, there was no time for extra rounds. He had a sudden idea and said, “Since that’s the case… you’ll have to split the third group’s prize money.”
Xia Yan: “???” Is there something wrong with you?
Tu Xi also looked puzzled.
The director just shrugged: “You didn’t put in more effort, so no extra money will be given.”
“Pfft, hahaha.” Song Xueyang gave a thumb-up, “As expected of you.”
But soon, Song Xueyang couldn’t laugh anymore.
The prize money for first place was only one thousand RMB; second place was eight hundred; third place was six hundred; when divided between the two pairs of ‘couples,’ each group only got three hundred.
It was a tragic outcome.
Holding his three hundred RMB, Xia Yan was silent for a long time before turning to his protagonist shou partner and asking a question to which he already knew the answer, “How many days are we going to be on the island?”
Tu Xi: “…… Seven days.”
“Three hundred RMB, an average of forty-two RMB per day, twenty-one RMB per person.” Considering two grown men’s appetite, he seriously said, “I feel like we’re going to starve.”
In an instant, all eight people stared coldly at the director.
The director pretended not to see and clapped his hands: “Alright, the first task is perfectly concluded. We will now head to the island. Thanks to ‘Love Island’ for their strong support of this program. In summer, go to Love Island for a unique experience; thanks to the viewers. See you tonight.”
After thanking the sponsor swiftly, the director waved his hand, cut off the live stream, and let the audience howl.
Several hot topics had already sprung up on Weibo, mostly related to Xia Yan and Tu Xi.
【Can 300 RMB last for seven days? 2333331233 (èr sān sān) is used to express laughter, much like LOL】
【Tu Xi is so miserable.】
【Rational discussion: Xia Yan looks like the type of guy who changes his face once he’s won over the goddess. The more I see, the more I feel Tu Xi is a naive youth who’s been deceived.】
【Xia Yan’s clueless expression reminds me of my jerk ex.】
【The livestream made me clench my fists.】
【Although Xia Yan is very handsome and stunning (ignoring the plastic surgery), jerk or not, firmly rejected.】
【As Tu Xi’s mom fans, seeing everyone so rational makes me tear up.】
……
……
Online discussions were heated, but the guests were unaware.
‘Love Island’ lived up to its name. From above, it looked like a big, beautifully shaped heart. A wealthy magnate took a liking to it, partnered with the local government, invested a large sum, and transformed it into a tourist island.
The largest investor in “Heartbeat” was also this magnate, covering the travel expenses. The guests were responsible for showcasing the island’s beautiful scenery to the audience.
After a five-hour private jet flight, the guests finally arrived at their destination.
Director: “Welcome to Love Island. After a restful afternoon on the plane, I’m sure everyone is full of energy and ready to continue with the tasks.”
“Director, you’re asking for trouble like this, you know?” Song Xueyang complained.
“Hahaha.” The director laughed heartily, “Just kidding. Don’t worry, I’m not a devil. Please look behind you at this villa. For the next seven days, we will be staying here.”
“The girls’ rooms are on the second floor, the boys’ rooms on the third. The production team has opened a convenience store. You can use your money to buy various daily necessities.”
“Please make the most of the next seven days.”
Xia Yan, participating in a dating show for the first time, was shocked by the director’s antics. He couldn’t help but whisper, “This show feels like survival in the wild.”
“Cough, cough! Xia Yan, your comment is inappropriate.” The director raised his head confidently, “As the saying goes, adversity reveals true feelings. In times of crisis, you can see if someone loves you.”
Song Xueyang interjected: “Don’t listen to him. He’s just stingy. The money is tight, but there’s no real crisis.”
Xia Yan: “……” Almost believed it.
Tu Xi stood beside Xia Yan, noticing that Song Xueyang was getting closer. He subtly stepped forward and used his arm to keep the two apart. He wore his usual gentle smile, his features handsome and refined, like an elegant gentleman from ancient times.
But his eyes were devoid of any warmth, carrying a chilling coldness.
Song Xueyang inadvertently made eye contact with him for a second and shivered reflexively. But when she looked again, the person whispered intimately to his partner.
His voice was clear and gentle, his demeanor calm and accommodating.
He was a sweet and gentle boyfriend!
Maybe she had stayed up late playing games and mistaken things last night. Song Xueyang rubbed her eyes, moved closer to her CP, and resumed bickering with the director.
The villa had five floors. The first floor had a dining room, swimming pool, and cinema; the second, third, and fourth floors were guest rooms; the fifth floor had a game room, and the top floor had a beautiful sunroom.
Xia Yan and Tu Xi’s rooms were next to each other, directly across from Wei Junhao, and to the right of them were Fang Xihua and the Best Actor Bai Zhiyi.
He didn’t bring much, so he quickly finished unpacking.
Due to the live broadcast, Xia Yan didn’t take out his phone to check the comments, but he could guess his reputation wasn’t very good. He hoped he wouldn’t receive any desperate calls from Wang Dazhuang tonight.
At worst… he could pretend he didn’t see it.
From such a distance, the other party couldn’t possibly come through the internet to beat him up.
Xia Yan gave himself a thumbs-up for his cleverness.
At quarter past six, the door was knocked. A slightly distorted voice came from outside through the door: “Xia Yan, are you ready?”
Xia Yan opened the door: “Almost.”
“Then let’s go downstairs.”
“Okay.”
In the living room, the guests were sitting on the sofa in twos and threes, calculating the cost of the food. Fang Xihua noticed something and sarcastically said, “Xia Yan still likes to make a grand entrance.”
He also brought up Xia Yan’s late arrival in the morning.
Unfortunately, no one paid him any attention, making him feel embarrassed.
“Brother Tu Xi you’re down.” Song Xueyang was busy pressing the calculator, “Feiyang and I just went to the convenience store. Rice is two yuan per jin21 jin = 500 gram, chicken wings ten yuan per jin, cabbage three and a half yuan, tomatoes three yuan…”
“We have eight people, so we need at least six dishes with large portions. Condiments are already provided in the kitchen, so we don’t need to buy them. The production team finally did something good.”
It was too much trouble and expense for them to cook separately, so it was better to eat together.
Tu Xi held Xia Yan’s hand and sat down: “Does anyone know how to cook?”
“……”
“…………”
“……”
Silence was the theme of the evening.
“It’s been many years since I last cooked, so I’m out of practice…” Ruan Meixian smiled awkwardly.
Song Xueyang said softly, “I only know how to make cold dishes.”
Zhong Feiyang: “Uh… I can eat.”
Wei Junhao, who had barely spoken since joining the show, looked like a stern, cool guy. At 1.8 meters tall, he had a sharp and commanding presence. Seeing everyone looking at him, he said dryly, “Do I look like someone who can cook?”
Unsuccessful from the start, no one could cook up a delicious meal.
Actually, Xia Yan could cook a few simple home dishes, but his role was to play the bad guy! Cooking, which could easily win him fans, was something he couldn’t do. He tightly shut his mouth and pretended to be a dead man.
After some time, he heard a timid voice speak up.
“I learned a little from my mom before. If you don’t mind, I can cook.”
It was Fang Xihua’s voice.
Xia Yan rummaged through his memories. The original host and Fang Xihua were friends, but after Xia Yan crossed over, he only maintained superficial relations with him. He hadn’t known he had this skill.
Well! That’s great, at least they’ll get to eat.
The cook had been decided.
But it wasn’t fair to let someone cook for free. Given that everyone was poor, the other three couples agreed to give Fang Xihua five yuan each as a labor fee. Tu Xi managed their own money, so Xia Yan had no say.
Song Xueyang only made a cold seaweed salad and didn’t charge.
The kitchen was open, and the scene could be seen from the living room. The director was cunning; knowing the viewers were eager to see the final dishes, he turned off the live stream.
He claimed it was to preserve the element of surprise.
The remaining parts would be shown in future episodes, making it a clever business move for the variety show to earn twice.
Xia Yan felt sorry for the viewers.
Xia Yan smelled a burnt odor in the air an hour later and had a bad premonition. When the dishes were served, sure enough… three out of six dishes were burnt.
Everyone’s expressions darkened, but they could only keep silent with the cameras rolling.
Fang Xihua feeling embarrassed, quickly found an excuse: “You all sit down first; I’ll go get the rice.” The rice was cooked according to the rice cooker’s instructions and turned out pretty well.
“Claiming to know a little, but it turns out it’s really just a little.” Zhong Feiyang sighed deeply and picked up a piece of cold seaweed salad with his chopsticks, “My wife makes it better.”
If this had been said by someone else, it might have seemed too harsh.
After all, someone was cooking for them, so what else could they want?
But Zhong Feiyang and Song Xueyang, one being a quirky male god and the other a delicate princess, were known for their bluntness, so people took it as their true selves.
Xia Yan tried each of the three non-burnt dishes.
The stir-fried cabbage was oversalted and too salty, the tomato egg soup was too bland, and the chicken wings were probably not braised enough, so only the outside was cooked while the inside was still bloody.
The only dish that was somewhat edible was the cold seaweed salad.
It was moderately seasoned but a bit spicy, which was not friendly to those who didn’t like spicy food. For example… Xia Yan discreetly glanced at the man beside him, who ate a few bites of rice with a lackluster appetite. His lips reddened from the spiciness, and he was chugging water.
He looked a bit pitiful.
Xia Yan could handle spicy food but didn’t like the texture of seaweed and had no appetite.
Dinner ended unhappily.
At eight o’clock in the evening, Xia Yan took out a piece of clothing and covered the now-closed camera—mainly to prevent any accidents—before heading to the bathroom to wash up.
The bed in his room was very soft. As soon as he lay down, sleepiness washed over him.
He had many messages on WeChat.
Wang Dazhuang: [Did you even understand what I said? The cat is going crazy.jpg]
Xia Yan: “……” Ignored out of guilt.
Liu Jinhao: [I watched today’s livestream. Don’t mind the online comments. It’s Tu Xi who doesn’t deserve you.]
“……” Bro, your filter is too strong.
[Xia Yan, you have a boyfriend now, congratulations.]
Half an hour later, the person sent another message: [Actually, it makes sense for someone like you to have a boyfriend. It’s my fault for being greedy, sorry for disturbing you.]
Xia Yan glanced at the name.
Hmm! Can’t remember.
System chimed in: [Seems like it’s someone you flirted with at a bar six months ago.]
An insignificant person, Xia Yan thought, and deleted him.
Scrolling further down, he found a familiar name—Zhao Wenhan.
Zhao Wenhan: [So he really is your boyfriend.]
[Do you really have no feelings for me at all?]
[I really like you. The resources Tu Xi can offer, I can provide, too.]
Zhao Wenhan sent a long message, filled with urgency and sadness as if he would do anything for Xia Yan, even risking his life.
Xia Yan’s lips curled into a faint, apologetic smile.
Since it was impossible, it was better not to give false hope. After hesitating for a moment, he sent a simple “I’m sorry” and deleted his contact before Zhao Wenhan could reply, ending it.
–
The night was deep, and everything was quiet.
A black, dignified Rolls-Royce drove through the villa’s gate, its silver logo gleaming. The driver respectfully got out and opened the door, revealing a long leg stepping out.
The man who exited the car looked about twenty-five or twenty-six, with fair skin and deep, dark eyes. His nose was straight, and his well-defined features made him strikingly handsome.
He nodded to the driver, adjusted his cuff, and strode inside.
Even though it was late at night, the villa was brightly lit, and the servants seemed flustered. There was a faint sound of sobbing coming from the sofa. Zhao Wenxiu handed his briefcase to the butler and frowned slightly: “Who is crying?”
“It’s… the young master,” the butler replied quietly.
Zhao Wenxiu paused to untie his tie, his frown deepening: “How long has he been crying?”
“Almost half an hour,” the butler, who had served the Zhao family for generations and had seen the two brothers grow up, added more: “The young master has been gloomy since he returned a few days ago, staying home all the time without going out. Today, he cried several times in secret.”
Zhao Wenxiu had recently been busy with a new investment project and neglected his family.
He felt a pang of guilt: “I’ll go see him.”
The living room sofa was large and soft, with cushions strewn haphazardly. The slender young man was curled up, sobbing quietly, his tear-streaked face looking pitiful.
The man lowered his voice: “Wenhan.”
“B-big brother, why are you back?” Zhao Wenhan’s eyes were red, and he nervously wiped his tears with his sleeve, but the feelings of grievance and sadness kept surging, causing him to cry uncontrollably.
“Why are you crying? If something’s wrong, tell your big brother. I’ll help you solve it.”
The Zhao family had a harmonious marriage and no illegitimate children. The two brothers had a good relationship. The elder brother, Zhao Wenxiu, was stable and capable and managed the family business, continuing to grow the family fortune.
The younger brother, Zhao Wenhan, was innocent and sensitive, passionate about painting. After the college entrance exam, he became an art student. He inherited 20% of the shares and most of the real estate.
Born with a silver spoon in his mouth, his first love had become a bitter experience.
“Big brother, I-I broke up… woo woo woo.” Zhao Wenhan recalled sending a message only to see the prompt [You are no longer his friend] and his mood collapsed again.
He stuttered and rambled on, recounting the events with Xia Yan.
“I know he’s a bad man who often changes boyfriends, but…” he didn’t expect him to have a serious boyfriend and cheat!
And he… still can’t forget him.
He even wanted to be a third party, how terrible! Woo woo woo.
Zhao Wenxiu listened to the entire “story” with a blank expression, his aura growing colder and more oppressive, akin to a chilling air conditioner. After patting his younger brother’s back soothingly, he squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth: “I won’t let him off.”
Someone should be prepared for revenge if they dared to play with his brother’s feelings.
Just a mere artist, especially one participating in his investment. The man’s gaze fell into the void as he thought about the “Love Island Tourism Development Plan” in his briefcase, already plotting his course of action.
However—
“Big brother.” His younger brother’s weak voice broke the silence.
“Wenhan, don’t be afraid.” He tried to use a gentle tone, but his usual serious demeanor made it sound strange, “I will help you.”
“But, I—”
“?”
The youth closed his eyes as if resigning himself to fate and said: “But I don’t want to take revenge on Xia Yan.”
“??”
“He’s not really that bad, just young and, um, not very understanding.”
“？？？”
“If we give him another chance, he will definitely realize his mistakes.” Nineteen-year-old Zhao Wenhan said.
Zhao Wenxiu looked at his brother’s flushed, shy face and realized the worst had happened. His younger brother still had feelings for that scumbag.
Suppressing his anger, Zhao Wenxiu asked calmly, “So what do you want to do?”
“Big brother, I remember that ‘Heartbeat’ is an investment from our company. I want to join the show… of course, not to intrude, just let me take on an NPC role.”
The youth’s eyes shifted from confusion to determination.
Maybe being close to Xia Yan will allow him to catch his attention? Though it was unethical, he felt he would regret it for life if he didn’t try.
Zhao Wenhan could never forget the first time he met Xia Yan.
He had been coming home from a class reunion when he encountered Xia Yan’s car breaking down.
Under the dark sky, with dim streetlights, the young man leaned against a decorative tree, exuding a casual elegance and seeming to glow. The young master was instantly mesmerized.
He stopped his car and cautiously struck up a conversation.
The young man seemed familiar with such situations, chatting with him casually and charmingly, leaving him dazed. When the young man left with the tow truck, Zhao Wenhan realized he hadn’t gotten his contact information.
That night, he couldn’t sleep because he was so upset.
Later, with a secret longing, he frequently drove down that road, and after two months of searching and preparing to consider it a beautiful dream, Xia Yan unexpectedly appeared.
In the lively bar, with psychedelic lights and an atmosphere thick with alcohol, Xia Yan was like a fairy, the center of attention, exuding charm.
Despite others’ obsession with him, he remained indifferent.
Knowing he was aloof, Zhao Wenhan felt he could be special. For that tiny hope, he was willing to gamble everything.
Returning from his memories, Zhao Wenhan looked at his elder brother’s dark expression and cautiously asked: “Big brother, is that okay?”
“……”
“…………”
“……”
Zhao Wenxiu suddenly laughed, but the smile was more terrifying than not smiling. Gritting his teeth, he said, “Of course, I’ll accompany you. I want to see just how excellent he is.”
The youth’s face brightened: “Thank you, big brother.”
–
Love Island.
The director, who had gone to bed early, was jolted awake by the phone on his bedside table. Seeing the call from the major investor, he quickly got up and answered politely, “Hello, Mr. Zhao. Do you have any instructions for our show?”
“……”
“???” After ten seconds of silence, the director doubted he had heard correctly. “You and your brother want to come on the show as NPCs, not showing on the live stream or the web show?”
“Is there a problem?” The man’s deep, elegant voice conveyed suppressed low pressure.
The director shuddered: “No problem, I’ll make sure it’s arranged.”
Click!
The phone call ended.
The director sighed heavily and lit a cigarette. Wealthy people these days were strange, eager to work for free, and did not even appear on the show!
Unable to handle the issue alone, the director shared the burden, calling the producer to arrange for the Zhao brothers to be incorporated into the show.
Producer: “……” I will thank you.
Hanging up, a staff member who had been monitoring the cameras called excitedly, “Director, Xia Yan and Tu Xi went downstairs. They don’t know about the hidden cameras, and Xia Yan is making dinner for Tu Xi.”
“So?”
“Should we start the live stream? This will definitely trend.”
“Are you kidding? If everything is live-streamed, what will we broadcast in the show?” The director waved his hand, “Just save the footage. I’ll edit it later. The contrast between the indifferent boyfriend during the day and the caring ‘perfect wife’ at night will surely shock the viewers.”
The director hung up contentedly and went back to sleep.
Meanwhile, at the villa.
Xia Yan spent two hours scrolling through Weibo with a secondary account, liking posts criticizing him and occasionally leaving comments of agreement.
【You’re right, Xia Yan doesn’t deserve Tu Xi.】
【Hope they break up soon.】
【Tu Xi will find someone who truly loves him.】 Yeah, like the protagonist gong.
As the time ticked over to a new day, Xia Yan rubbed his eyes, preparing to sleep, when his phone dinged with a new message.
Tu Xi: [Are you asleep?]
[Just about to.]
[Oh, I can’t sleep.] After a pause of about ten seconds, Tu Xi sent another message, [I’m so hungry. Want to go downstairs for a late-night snack? The convenience store has a self-heating hot pot.]
It was ridiculously expensive, eighty-eight yuan per serving.
They only had three hundred yuan in total. Twenty-one had been spent on groceries for dinner, and five had been given to Fang Xihua as a labor fee, leaving only two hundred seventy-four.
Xia Yan wasn’t particularly hungry, but Tu Xi’s suggestion made him suddenly feel an empty stomach.
“Well, since the live stream is off and there are no filming staff, making a late-night snack… should be fine.”
He thought momentarily and replied: [No need for the hot pot. Give me five yuan, and I’ll buy some noodles. We can have them together.]
[Okay.]
Tu Xi’s reply was short and simple, but he was thrilled inside.
“!!!!!!”
Xia Yan is going to cook for him!!
So excited!
Thanks to the dating show, thanks to the director, thanks to Fang Xihua’s terrible cooking. Like he was drunk, Tu Xi walked happily to the living room and handed over five yuan to Xia Yan.
The convenience store was open 24 hours.
Under the clerk’s bemused gaze, Xia Yan bought a pack of thin noodles. He still had some eggs and cabbage left from dinner in the fridge.
First, he fried the eggs until golden on both sides, added water to make a simple broth, cooked the noodles, and added the cabbage.
Xia Yan brought two bowls of noodles, pushing one toward Tu Xi.
“Eat quickly, and then go to bed.”
“Okay, thank you, Xia Yan.”
The soft noodles, golden eggs, and vibrant green cabbage were appetizing. Tu Xi eagerly picked up his chopsticks; the seasoning was just right, and everything was perfect.
Xia Yan’s cooking skills were naturally not as good as those of a professional chef, but compared to Fang Xihua, they were more than enough.
The living room light was off, only a warm yellow light from the dining area cast a cozy glow. For a moment, Tu Xi felt like they were a married couple of many years, enjoying a sweet domestic moment.
“This is really good, the best noodles I’ve ever had,” Tu Xi said softly.
Xia Yan: “……” Damn, why do the protagonist shou always say such sweet things? It must be because he hasn’t been “training” lately. Tonight, he needs to revisit “neon lights and wine.”
With that thought, he quickened his eating pace.
Five minutes later.
Xia Yan set down his chopsticks and bowl. “I’m done. I’m heading upstairs now. Remember to do the dishes.”
Tu Xi left behind: “……”
Another day, Xia Yan is clueless about romance.
–
At 8 a.m., with daylight streaming in, the director used a loudspeaker to call everyone downstairs for a task.
As a dating show, it was impossible for the artists to survive on a meager few hundred yuan for a week. They didn’t want to be reported for mistreating the guests.
The live stream cameras were turned on again.
Director: “Good morning. After a good night’s rest, everyone should be full of energy and ready to complete today’s task.”
“Ah… Is someone talking?”
“I didn’t hear anything.” Song Xueyang spoke softly, “I was so hungry yesterday that I couldn’t sleep. How can I have any energy?”
The Bai Zhiyi couple said nothing, but their expressions showed they were equally exhausted.
The director pretended not to hear their complaints and continued with thick skin, “Great, I knew you all had confidence and enthusiasm. Now let me announce today’s task.”
“Love Island is a couples’ island with five romantic spots. Your task today is to visit these five locations and check in with photos.”
“You can take the bus, ride a bike, or walk, but no taxis.”
“The first prize is 1,000 yuan.” The director clapped first, “Isn’t that a lot? Enough for you to have a nice dinner tonight.”
“Second place, 800 yuan; third place, 600 yuan; fourth place, 400 yuan.”
“Please, all four groups work hard and aim for first place.”
Being on a variety show meant following its rules, even if they were exhausted and didn’t want to walk. They had to go out and complete the task.
After last night’s tough dinner, no one suggested cooking breakfast. They tacitly went out on their own.
There were many breakfast shops near the villa. With their initial funds being the least, Xia Yan’s group chose a bun shop, buying eight buns and two cups of soy milk for 20 yuan.
Xia Yan had no particular plans for the task.
A lazy day becomes Tu Xi’s burden, disliked by the netizens.
New strategy achieved.
Tu Xi: “Love Island is quite remote, and it’s not listed on the online map. We should buy a map to confirm the locations of the five check-in spots.”
Xia Yan swallowed his bun and replied, “Okay.”
The map cost 35 yuan.
Tu Xi studied the complex map for about ten minutes: “We’ll take Bus No. 12 to Swan Lake for check-in, then follow this…”
His slender fingers pointed at a narrow path and said, “Ride a shared bike to the Fate Tree for check-in. That way, we won’t need to take the bus around in circles.”
Xia Yan stared blankly for three seconds.
Ah! Don’t understand.
Forget it, just nod.
“Then let’s get going, aiming for first place!!!” Tu Xi took the young man’s hand. After a day of holding hands yesterday, Xia Yan had become desensitized and let him hold on.
He didn’t notice the satisfied smile that appeared briefly when he looked down.
Tu Xi was unsure why Xia Yan was pursuing him. He clearly had no love in his eyes; perhaps it was for his fame or money.
He had been troubled and hesitated, but ultimately, he succumbed to temptation and agreed.
After they started dating, Tu Xi discovered Xia Yan was very sensitive to physical contact. He didn’t notice when people casually put their hands on his shoulder, but he pretended to be indifferent despite wanting to run away if there were any ambiguous actions.
Perhaps it was… a man’s pride.
Perfect timing to use the variety show to do more actions and give Xia Yan “desensitization” treatment.
Once he’s fully accustomed to him, it would be the hunter’s turn to hunt.
–
The live streams were divided into four groups. Viewers could click to watch any of them.
Currently, the top stream was Tu Xi and Xia Yan; next were the Mie Mie couple and the Best Actor couple; last were Fang Xihua and Wei Junhao.
“Youth Diary” was airing hot, and the two had many CP fans. According to logic, their ranking shouldn’t be so low.
But Wei Junhao was extremely cold.
The contrast between the aloof young man in the movie and the real person, who seemed to lack warmth and willingness to give, disappointed many and left them.
The most interesting was the Sheep couple, who entertained everyone with their antics and humor.
The Bai Zhiyi couple, married for years, showed affection and tacit understanding in their every gesture, making many people envious and wishing to have a marriage like theirs.
Tu Xi’s couple… was quite peculiar.
At first, their stream had the highest traffic, but they constantly moved and didn’t interact with viewers. Xia Yan, who seemed like a decorative piece, only nodded and mumbled.
Many viewers found it boring and left.
But after watching it for a while… it became more interesting.
【Xia Yan is so obedient! No matter what Tu Xi says, he nods, looking like a henpecked husband. It strangely hits my moe point.】
【I was criticizing Xia Yan as a scumbag before, but now he seems like a child who can be won over with a lollipop. My motherly instincts are overflowing.】
【Although I haven’t said a word, I always believe in you. I’m rooting for you.】
【Xia Yan is a burden, letting Tu Xi handle everything. What are you people seeing?】
【Better than the nearby Fang Xihua pair, arguing to walk down the road.】
【Not daring to compare with Bai Zhiyi or Song Xueyang, only picking on a lower-profile CP, you guys are great.】
…
Xia Yan’s fans were mainly attracted by his looks, and they had no fighting power. They quickly fell silent after a few jabs from Tu Xi’s fans.
Tu Xi’s fans won decisively and started flooding the screen.
【No matter how harshly you criticize, as long as Tu Xi likes it, that’s enough.】
Tu Xi’s Fans: 【……】 Shut up!
–
As expected of a top student from a prestigious university, Tu Xi finished the check-ins with impressive speed and won the 1,000 yuan prize, instantly “escaping poverty and becoming rich.”
The Bai Zhiyi couple came in second and won 800 yuan.
Surprisingly, third place went to Wei Junhao and Fang Xihua. They had argued halfway, with one wanting to go left and the other right.
Wei Junhao, cold-tempered, eventually ignored Fang Xihua and went his own way.
Fang Xihua, fuming inside, had no choice but to follow him, though he looked upset. Eventually, Wei Junhao’s route was correct, and they reached the destination successfully.
Even so, Wei Junhao was heavily criticized by CP fans for his bad temper and lack of tenderness.
Fang Xihua gained a wave of sympathy from fans.
Song Xueyang and Zhong Feiyang… were having too much fun and got lost. They failed to complete the task and ended up missing, unable to find their way back.
The director announced a new emergency project.
Emergency rescue service, only 500 yuan.
Xia Yan: “……”
