After I died, they cried in the live studio

Chapter 43 You can only be mine
Sang Shuwan rushed into Alice's office, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. The door slammed behind him, startling Alice so much that she looked up from the pile of documents.

"This outdoor reality show must have a male partner, but you didn't explain it to me clearly." Sang Shuwan leaned on the desk with both hands, frowned slightly, and stated his intention directly.

Alice shrugged helplessly, stood up and poured her a glass of water: "Don't be angry, the temporary change of the rules of this program has increased the popularity and difficulty. But think about it from another perspective, this is a good opportunity to stand out. If you cooperate well with your male partner, you can easily get topics and traffic."

Sang Shuwan took the water cup, took a sip, and calmed down a little, but she was still worried: "You know me, I'm devoted to honing my acting skills, and I don't have much interaction with male artists in private. How can we work well together? What if I run into someone with a weird personality? Not only will the show be ruined, but I'll also get into trouble."

Alice walked around to her side, patted her shoulder, a sly light in her eyes: "Don't worry, I expected this. Although the program team cannot decide on partners internally, they allow meetings in advance for communication and coordination. I have a few recommendations for candidates. They all have strong professional abilities and are easy to get along with. You can take your pick." As she spoke, Alice handed over a stack of information.

Sang Shuwan flipped through the pages, her fingertips stroking the paper, and suddenly her eyes fixed on a male artist named "Xu Yanzhi". In the photo, he had clear eyes and a gentle temperament. He had participated in many outdoor adventure programs, had perfect wilderness survival skills, and was extremely outstanding in physical fitness and adaptability. The key point was that she remembered that at a certain industry gathering, Xu Yanzhi was polite and humble, which left a good impression on her.

"Let's choose him." Sang Shuwan pointed at the information and looked up at Alice.

Alice smiled knowingly: "Great minds think alike. I also think he is reliable. I will contact the production team and arrange a private meeting for you two."

Two days later, the program team arranged a meeting place at a quiet camping site in the suburbs. When Sang Shuwan arrived, Xu Yanzhi was already sorting out his equipment by the tent. Seeing her coming, he put down the things in his hands and came to greet her with a smile on his face: "Teacher Sang, I have heard of your name for a long time. Please give me more guidance in the future."

Sang Shuwan smiled back: "Same here, I hope we can have a pleasant cooperation." The atmosphere was unexpectedly harmonious when they met for the first time. The two sat down and talked about the program process. Xu Yanzhi was clear and organized, and he occasionally proposed some novel ideas, which swept away Sang Shuwan's original concerns.

The official recording began, and the first task was to survive in the wilderness for three days and two nights. The helicopter dropped them into a primitive jungle, and as soon as they landed, the hot and humid air with mosquitoes hit them in the face. Sang Shuwan endured the discomfort and followed Xu Yanzhi's steps. Xu Yanzhi saw her embarrassment, took out mosquito repellent from his backpack, and carefully sprayed her with it: "Don't panic, follow me, mosquitoes can't bite you."

As night fell, the jungle was filled with undercurrents and the roars of unknown beasts rose and fell. The two set up the tent and started a fire. Xu Yanzhi was in charge of keeping watch so that Sang Shuwan could rest in peace. In the middle of the night, Sang Shuwan was awakened by the sound of pattering rain. When he got out of the tent, he saw that the heavy rain had triggered a small-scale mountain torrent, and muddy water and branches were rushing towards the camp quickly.

Her face suddenly changed, and she subconsciously called out, "Xu Yanzhi!" Xu Yanzhi instantly woke up, ran to her side, calmly threw the backpack over his shoulder, and took her hand: "Don't just stand there, run to a higher place!"

The two climbed hard in the mud, with rain water pouring into their eyes and mouths, looking miserable. After finally running to a safe area, Sang Shuwan's legs softened and she almost collapsed to the ground. Xu Yanzhi held her steadily and comforted her softly: "It's okay, I'm here." In the light of the fire, his eyes were firm and warm, and Sang Shuwan's heart moved slightly.

After the rainstorm stopped, the program team announced that due to an emergency, the difficulty of the mission had been upgraded, and they needed to find additional water sources and build simple rafts to leave the area. Sang Shuwan took a deep breath and looked at Xu Yanzhi. The two nodded in tacit understanding and stepped into the jungle again hand in hand to meet unknown challenges. As they got along more and more, the tacit understanding took root in the sharing of hardships. As the program was recorded, the audience gradually became interested in this "adversity CP", and the popularity soared like a rocket.

Jiang Cimu was alone in his room in the villa. The sky outside the window was gradually getting darker, like an overturned ink bottle, spreading freely. The computer screen in front of him was on, playing the variety show that Sang Shuwan participated in. His eyes, which were originally warm and peaceful, were now dark like a deep pool, hiding a trace of jealousy.

On the screen, Sang Shuwan was wearing a light yellow dress, which made her look gentle and charming. She was chatting and laughing with the male guest beside her, cooperating with the couple task arranged by the program group. The interaction between the two was too intimate. Jiang Cimu tightly grasped the mouse, his knuckles turned white, and his heart felt like being scratched by a cat, sour and unbearable. He had known Sang Shuwan for too long. The youthful student days they had endured together, the days of staying up late on the set to hone their acting skills, all of which made him sure that he had a unique place in her heart, but the current scene hurt him badly.

After waiting for an unknown amount of time, there was a sound of the door opening downstairs. It was Sang Shuwan who came back. Jiang Cimu's body froze, and he slowly stood up and walked to the stairs. The lights in the stairwell were soft, but they could not reflect his complicated expression at the moment. Sang Shuwan walked in step by step, her high heels tapping on the ground, making a crisp sound. She looked up and saw Jiang Cimu standing on the stairs, and was slightly stunned.

The two looked at each other from a distance, and for a moment, the air seemed to be stagnant. Jiang Cimu was tall, and his expression could not be seen clearly against the light, but the low pressure emanating from his body was overwhelming. Sang Shuwan felt a little guilty for some reason, and just as she was about to explain, Jiang Cimu had already walked down the stairs slowly with his long legs, and every step seemed to be stepping on her heart. When she got closer, Sang Shuwan saw the loneliness and jealousy in his eyes. Jiang Cimu forced a bitter smile: "You had a good time on the show." His voice was low, with a hint of grievance that was not easy to detect. Sang Shuwan panicked and waved her hands quickly: "It's not what you see, it's just the program process, it's all acting."

Jiang Cimu snorted coldly and crossed his arms: "You acted quite realistically." Although he said that, seeing Sang Shuwan's anxious explanation and red eyes, his jealousy finally subsided a little. He reached out and gently smoothed the hair by her ears, sighing: "I just don't want others to share your smile. From now on... I don't want to be jealous anymore." Sang Shuwan nodded heavily, with mixed feelings in her heart. She reached out and held his hand back, silently promising that she would only favor him in the future.

Suddenly, Jiang Cimu raised his hand and patted her forehead lightly, with a hint of intimacy and rebuke. When he spoke, his tone was full of helplessness: "You, you're going to record a variety show, why didn't you tell me?"

Sang Shuwan subconsciously covered her forehead with her hands, a trace of panic flashed in her eyes, and she stammered, "It's not that the program crew is in a hurry and the process is set hastily, I forgot about it when I was busy." She drooped her eyelashes, not daring to look directly into Jiang Ci Mu's eyes at this moment, her fingers nervously twisted the corners of her clothes, her heart full of regret.

Jiang Cimu looked at her like this, and the anger in his heart mostly dissipated, but he still couldn't help mumbling: "What kind of relationship do we have? You just accepted it without saying anything. If you had said anything, I would have been prepared in advance and wouldn't be caught off guard when watching the show." As he said that, he stretched out his long arms, took Sang Shuwan into his arms, rested his chin lightly on the top of her head, and said in a muffled voice: "Pairing with others on the show, those interactions are too dazzling to watch."

Sang Shuwan nestled in his arms, listening to his strong heartbeat, and explained in a low voice: "You don't understand the routine of the program team yet, it's all arranged by the script, just acting according to the situation, how can you take it seriously."

Jiang Ci Mu let go of her, put his hands on her shoulders, and said word by word with a burning gaze: "I don't care about the script. In the eyes of outsiders, we have a close relationship. If something like this happens again in the future, you must tell me the first time and I will think about it with you. Don't make me jealous again." Sang Shuwan nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, and swore in her heart that she would never act rashly again and make him jealous.

Just when Sang Shuwan was feeling awkward and at a loss, the phone rang suddenly, breaking the stalemate in the room. Sang Shuwan woke up as if from a dream, and hurriedly took out her phone from her bag. The caller ID showed Alice, and she knew without a doubt that the caller was looking for her to discuss the follow-up of the variety show. Just as she was about to press the answer button, Jiang Cimu's eyes darkened, and his hands moved faster, snatching the phone away in a flash.

Jiang Ci Mu held the phone close to his ear, his tone cold and hard, with unquestionable arrogance: "Alice, it's me, Jiang Ci Mu. I don't care what the original arrangements of the program team are, I will not allow Sang Shuwan to have too much contact with others. Listen carefully, next week the male partner will be replaced by me." He raised his chin slightly, his expression stern, completely losing his usual gentle appearance.

Alice on the other end of the phone seemed to be startled by the sudden situation. After a short silence, her voice came over anxiously: "Jiang Cimu, the program schedule has been mostly finalized. It's no small matter to temporarily replace people. We have to coordinate with the program team and sponsors. It's not something that can be changed just like that!"

Jiang Ci Mu's brows were twisted into the shape of a "川" character and he interrupted impatiently: "Coordination is your business. You know Sang Shuwan's situation best. She is simple-minded. If she meets a partner with ulterior motives, she may suffer a lot. Besides, I am not bad in terms of audience appeal and popularity. If I take over, it will only make the show more exciting. You should do it as soon as possible." After that, he hung up the phone without giving Alice a chance to refute.

Sang Shuwan's eyes widened, his face full of astonishment: "Jiang Cimu, you are too impulsive! The program has already started recording, and if you do this, it will cause a huge mess."

Jiang Cimu turned around, held Sang Shuwan's shoulders tightly with both hands, and said with a burning gaze, almost devoutly: "I can't bear to see you and others acting as lovers on the show. Those interactions and glances should have been given to you by me. Even if it disrupts the plan and offends people, I will accept it, as long as the person next to you is me."

Sang Shuwan looked at his determined eyes, feeling mixed emotions. Her original complaints gradually turned into a touch of emotion, but she still scolded him, "You just mess around. I'm afraid you'll be criticized by the industry for a long time in the future."

Jiang Cimu raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a smug smile. He gently held her in his arms, resting his chin on the top of her head, and whispered softly: "No matter what others do, having you in my arms is more important than anything else. In the show, I will accompany you to act out the romance that should be there, and outside the show, you can only be mine."

(End of this chapter)