The director held a small megaphone over there and shouted: “All guests please assemble in the first-floor lobby! Yan Chu, Yan Chu? Where is he?!”
Yan Chu’s follow-up photographer guarded the car door, lowering his voice: “Teacher Yan, time to assemble.”
Inside the car, it was completely quiet.
— Could the guest be Chu-chu’s rival?
— Certain people are too shameless; Chu-chu was already forced into participating in a dating show, yet they still don’t know their place.
— Holy shit! Web novel shining into reality, where should I start shipping this from?
Although no face was shown, that clear and magnificent noble young master’s voice had long been engraved into the heart of every ChuJian fan.
Relying merely on the voice, one could conclude that the person was definitely Master ShiJian—it could only be him!
The person didn’t even have a single front shot, yet over there the search topics were already rushing onto the hot search list.
#ShiJian DatingShow#
#YanChu ShiJian CenturyUnion#
#ChuJianCP Operating#
ShiJian’s big name had been circulating in the circle for so long, and now that there was an opportunity to see his true appearance, whether they were true love fans or passersby, anti-fans or toxic solo stans, all flooded into the live-stream room.
— Pestering to this point, this is the first time I’ve seen it.
— To leech off Chu-chu’s clout, they really took painstaking trouble.
— Is the director of Starry Impulse a Chu-chu anti-fan? Please have some professional ethics, okay?
There were many anti-fans blindly cursing, while ChuJian fans collectively covered their mouths waiting for the real couple to hand out candy.
Although the Salt Grains (Yan Chu’s fans) were shocked, their rationality remained intact, and the majority of people were taking a wait-and-see attitude.
There were also some passersby who didn’t understand the grudges involved, objectively evaluating that brief scene of rival interaction just now.
— Looking at Yan Chu’s expression, is it flustered anger?
— He definitely blushed!
— How did I only now discover this peerless CP of ChuJian? Shipping me to death.
The master creators among the ChuJian fans moved lightning-fast, using fan art to perfectly restore the scene in the live-stream.
A lazy and casual Mr. Fox, holding the nape of a bristled little rabbit, standing opposite a utterly helpless Mr. Little Hamster.
Mr. Fox single-handedly restrained the little rabbit with its four limbs flailing, saying to Mr. Hamster: “Apologies, didn’t scare you, did he.”
The combination of a black-bellied fox and a bristled rabbit.
That doting expression, that helpless indulgence—just asking you, is it doting or not?! Sweet or not?!
Passersby followed the directions to trace their way into the live-stream room, only to discover that the leads’ figures were nowhere to be found among the guests.
Just as they were bewildered, catching a glimpse of a corner of the screen, two tall and slender figures stood facing each other.
Yan Chu used a bottle of drink to block his face, glaring furiously at Song Chenyan: “Have you thought about how you want to die?!”
Song Chenyan put one hand in his pocket, the corner of his mouth curving into a minute arc, tenderness held back within his lowered eyes: “If I die, who’s going to form a CP with you?”
“You saw Film King Xiao was also here, so you intentionally came to make trouble and stop me from forming a CP with my idol?!”
Guessed right, but also didn’t fully guess right.
“I look better than him, you’d better consider me instead.”
Yan Chu: “I came on the dating show precisely to break up your and my CP—the ChuJian fans have exceeded a million! Brother, give me a way to live!”
“What does your CP with ShiJian have to do with Song Chenyan?”
“Fooling me with this sentence again!”
Song Chenyan let out a low laugh, reaching up his hand to pinch Yan Chu’s pale-yet-reddened face.
Yan Chu was annoyed to death by him, raising his hand to slap his hand away.
Song Chenyan switched to the other hand, pinching him again.
Yan Chu exploded, leaping and pouncing over to choke Song Chenyan’s neck.
Song Chenyan laughed in a low voice, encircling his waist and stepping back a few steps, until finally both of their figures were blocked by other staff members.
The audience in the live-stream room: …
Fuck!
How the hell is this not love?!
The anti-fans and toxic solo stans who were watching dumbfounded had their fingertips trembling, unable to type out negative comments no matter what.
They didn’t want to admit it either, but it was really too sweet!
Although they couldn’t hear their conversation at all, they really knew how to do it!
We also want to have our faces pinched, also want waist-hugging hugs, woo-woo…
The madly surging bullet-chat comments exposed Yan Chu and the other’s location. The director turned his head with eyes carrying killing intent, shouting with the small megaphone: “Yan Chu, Song Chenyan! What are you two doing? Hurry over here!”
— It’s actually not Master ShiJian? ( ??д??)
— Wait, if you split open the character ‘Yan’ (硯), isn’t it…
— My goodness! I have a feeling a universe-shattering, invincible, super-sweet candy is coming! Charge, duck!
— I don’t care, he IS ShiJian!
As matters stood up to now, it was impossible for Yan Chu to quit the recording halfway, so he could only bite the bullet and return to the recording site.
The director let out a sigh, forcefully pulling the process back onto the right track: “Now will all guests please officially introduce yourselves.”
The guests were divided into two groups, standing separately on the left and right sides.
The moment he thought about how Song Chenyan had actually come too, Yan Chu’s nose wasn’t a nose and his eyes weren’t eyes; what was even more infuriating was that that guy actually still had the face to smile at him?!
Yan Chu clenched his fists, covertly gesturing toward Song Chenyan: You are dead meat!
“Yan Chu?”
His sleeve was suddenly yanked by someone.
Yan Chu turned his head around, the anger and sharpness in his eyes not yet gathered back; Lu Yuxi froze for a moment, his tone instantly weakening down, saying aggrievedly: “I… it’s nothing anymore.”
— His gaze is so fierce.
— Accidentally exposed his true look, didn’t he? Heh, I advise fans to quit being fans early, running into a crash sooner or later.
— Glaringly bullying a newcomer, top clout has this kind of manners?
Lu Yuxi had several million fans on his social media accounts, and these fans were no pushovers; seizing upon a single shot, they stood up to decry the injustice for Lu Yuxi.
Seeing Lu Yuxi stopping himself mid-speech, Yan Chu blinked, a face full of bewilderment.
However, his attention was quickly drawn away by Rong Xingchen’s self-introduction.
Being able to record a show together with Xiao Mingxu was already very happy, who would have thought he could also meet Rong Xingchen here!
Yan Chu’s eyes were full of little stars—ah… truly so happy!
When it was Song Chenyan’s turn for self-introduction, Yan Chu’s brow pressed down, turning his face away huffily.
Song Chenyan: “Hello everyone, I am…”
A deliberate pause; the alarm bell inside Yan Chu’s heart instantly sounded, turning his head back with a “shua”, glaring at him warningly.
Song Chenyan curved the corners of his mouth, saying unhurriedly: “Song Chenyan, running a company of my own, doing media.”
That was more like it.
Yan Chu was very satisfied with Song Chenyan knowing what was good for him.
After the self-introductions were finished, the director began introducing the rules of the blind-choice rooms.