Rebirth of Chinese Entertainment, starting with the strategy of 95 flowers to counterattack

Chapter 172 Three's Company at the Night Market

As dusk settled, the neon lights of the "First Market Night Market" in Sanya lit up one after another, illuminating the entire street as if it were daytime.

The three disguised themselves, wearing hats, masks, sunglasses, and other equipment, and came here at Xiaotian's strong suggestion.

Exercising was too physically demanding, and she was hungry...

The air is filled with the smoky aroma of grilled seafood, the sweetness of tropical fruits, and the refreshing sweetness of coconut juice, all blending together to create the most enticing night market flavors.

"Wow! It smells so good!" Tian Xiwei returned to her comfort zone and grabbed Gu Yang's arm, ready to rush inside.

Her nose twitched slightly, and her bright eyes scanned the various stalls. "Gu Yang, look! There are freshly opened coconuts over there! And Hainan rice noodles!"

Zhou Ye stood at the entrance of the night market, her high heels sinking into the gravel, her delicate brows slightly furrowed.

The air was filled with the pungent smell of seafood, the aroma of charcoal, and the sweat of the crowd, causing her to instinctively cover her nose.

"What's wrong? Is Miss Zhou not comfortable in this kind of ordinary place?"

Tian Xiwei deliberately leaned closer, the oil stains from the grilled squid in her hand almost smearing Zhou Ye's dress, which was worth tens of thousands of yuan. "Why don't you go back to the hotel first?"

Zhou Ye glanced at Gu Yang, who was buying coconuts, and a hint of determination flashed in his eyes.

She suddenly took off her sunglasses, a cold smile curving her red lips: "Tian Dabing is dreaming."

"What did you say……"

"Wherever Gu Yang is, I will be there."

Zhou Ye stepped into the night market, her high heels grinding against the shrimp shells on the ground. "But you, don't get choked by the chili peppers later."

"So spicy it makes you cry? Hahaha, that's the funniest joke I've heard all year!"

"boast!"

"Want to have a competition?"

"Fine, let's compete!" Tian Xiwei's face, hidden behind her mask, revealed a sly smile. "But if we're going to compete, let's compete for the spiciest!"

She's from Sichuan and Chongqing, so why would she be afraid of spicy food?

She'll make you burn like a madwoman, you spoiled princess!

Zhou Ye slowly took off her sunglasses, her red lips curving slightly: "Okay."

Who isn't a native of this mountain city?

She was born in a mountain city and has lived there for five years. What's a little spiciness to her?
This is a perfect opportunity to show Gu Yang who the real man is!
Gu Yang, standing in the middle, felt a chill run down his spine.

As a native of Jiangsu and Zhejiang, he silently took a half step back: "Um... shall I be the referee?"

"No way!" they both said in unison.

? ? ? ? ?

Why are you two comparing yourself? What are you doing bringing him along?
Are we going to die here today after finally surviving our ordeal on the beach?

Round 1: Grilled Oysters with Yellow Bell Peppers
Tian Xiwei grabbed one with a bold gesture, and bright red chili sauce dripped down the oyster shell.

She gave Zhou Ye a defiant look, swallowed it in one gulp, and deliberately smacked her lips: "That's it?"

Zhou Ye elegantly picked up the oyster, but his pupils dilated in shock the moment he took a bite.

The spiciness exploded in her mouth like a bomb. She forced a cough and managed a smile: "Not bad."

Looking at Zhou Ye's flushed cheeks and tearful eyes, Gu Yang silently offered his blessings!

Go, little coconut!

Round Two: Ghost Pepper Noodles
Tian Xiwei picked up the bowl and started slurping, fine beads of sweat appearing on her forehead, but she ate with increasing gusto: "So satisfying!"

Zhou Ye had only taken two bites when she put down her chopsticks, her face flushed, and naturally pushed them in front of Gu Yang: "It's too bland, you should try it."

? ? ? ? ?

You're telling him this dark red seasoning is bland?
Should we let him try it?
Seeing this, Tian Xiwei immediately pushed her own bowl over as well: "Gu Yang, you should try mine too! This one is especially authentic!"

Gu Yang's hands trembled slightly as he looked at the two bowls of "deadly poison".

Under the watchful eyes of the two girls, I forced myself to start eating...

Round Three: Extremely Spicy Grilled Skewers

"Boss! Ten times spicy!" Tian Xiwei ordered boldly.

Zhou Ye remained expressionless: "Twenty times."

Gu Yang's legs went weak, and he almost knelt down before the two old ladies.

Halfway through the match, Zhou Ye had already been defeated.

But she quickly devised a new tactic: she would only taste one bite of each and give the rest to Gu Yang.

"This is too oily."

"This is too salty."

"This one is not good-looking."

The reasons were getting more and more outrageous, and the bowls and plates in front of Gu Yang had already piled up into a small mountain.

Tian Xiwei was initially smug, until she saw Zhou Ye "accidentally" rub his chili-stained fingertips on Gu Yang's lips, and he actually licked them unconsciously!
"Gu Yang!" Tian Xiwei huffed and shoved a skewer of insanely spicy grilled shrimp into his hands. "This is especially delicious!"

Gu Yang looked at the bright red shrimp meat, feeling like crying but having no tears.

He can now breathe fire even when he burps; his tongue has long since lost all feeling.

Seeing this, Zhou Ye immediately offered her the coconut juice she had drunk: "It'll help relieve the spiciness."

"Hmph, I'll still be the one who pampers you!"

pain……

You love me...?
Then don't give it to me!
Gu Yang wanted to die...

Not to be outdone, Tian Xiwei poured a bowl of hot soup into Gu Yang's mouth: "Drink this, it's hot!"

? ? ? ? ?

Gu Yang felt like his mouth was about to explode...

He was like a puppet, being fed by the two of them in turn.

Her lips were swollen like sausages, and cold sweat beaded on her forehead, yet she forced a smile: "It's delicious..."

Ultimately, this spicy showdown ended with Gu Yang rushing into a convenience store and chugging milk.

Two girls stood outside the shop, watching the disheveled figure inside.

"It's all your fault!" Tian Xiwei said angrily.

“You were the one who provoked me first.” Zhou Ye elegantly touched up her lipstick.

The two looked at each other and suddenly burst out laughing at the same time.

With a hint of inexplicable shared indignation and a little resentment towards a certain "scumbag".

The night market under the neon lights was still bustling. The proprietress of the dessert shop was packing up a bowl of sweet soup for her third customer. Gu Yang took advantage of a moment when he was looking down at his dessert to quietly pull his mask down a crack.

The cool coconut juice slid down his throat, which was burned by chili peppers, so comforting that he squinted his eyes.

"Um..." came a trembling girl's voice from behind, "Look at that guy drinking the sugar water, isn't that Gu Yang?"

"How could this be! How could Gu Yang come here..."

His companion's voice abruptly stopped.

Gu Yang's back straightened instantly.

He heard the phone unlocking notification sound, followed by a suppressed gasp.

The entire night market seemed to be put on pause, and even the shaved ice machine at the next stall stopped humming.

"Ahhh, it really is Gu Yang! And those two next to him—"

The screams were like a bomb going off, instantly shattering the tranquility of the entire night market.

“Gu Yang!!!”

"Oh my god, it's Zhou Ye and Tian Xiwei!"

"The crew of 'The Vanished' is here."

The crowd surged in from all directions like a tide.

The coconut in Tian Xiwei's hand fell to the ground with a "plop," and the milky white coconut juice splashed onto her white shoes.

Zhou Ye's high heels got stuck in the gap of the drain, and she stumbled and almost fell.

Gu Yang instinctively shielded the two girls behind him.

He glanced at the growing crowd around him, decisively removed his mask and sunglasses, revealing his signature gentle smile: "Good evening, everyone!"

This greeting was like pouring water into boiling oil; the screams nearly lifted the roof off the night market.

The phone flashes created a blinding white light, and several excited fans had already started to cry.

Taking advantage of the moment when everyone's attention was drawn, Gu Yang lowered his voice and said, "Xiao Tian, ​​take Zhou Ye and go first. Wait for me in the car."

"And what about you?" Tian Xiwei grabbed his clothes anxiously, her nails almost digging into the muscles of his arm.

Gu Yang turned around, winked at her, and smirked: "I can run fast."

After saying that, he suddenly raised his voice: "Those who want to take a photo, line up here!"

He deliberately walked in the opposite direction and was instantly swallowed up by the crowd.

The two girls took the opportunity to slip away, but a dozen or so sharp-eyed fans still caught up with them.

"Zhou Ye!"

"Tian Xiwei, don't run away!"

"Could you sign this?"

Zhou Ye's high heel suddenly broke, and she stumbled and fell to her knees.

When Tian Xiwei turned around, she saw that several male fans had already chased her to within five meters. The fervor in their eyes sent chills down her spine.

"Hurry up..." Zhou Ye pushed her, panting, "You're wearing sneakers..."

Tian Xiwei gritted her teeth and squatted down: "Get on!"

"You're crazy..."

"Stop talking nonsense!" Tian Xiwei picked him up and carried him on her back. Zhou Ye was so light that it startled her.

Whistling and hurried footsteps came from behind her, and Tian Xiwei rushed into a dark alley.

Zhou Ye lay on her back, and could clearly feel her taut shoulder blades under her thin T-shirt.

This girl, who was always jealous of her, was now carrying her on her back and running, her sneakers making a "pat-pat" sound as they stepped into the sewage.

"Put me down..." Zhou Ye's voice trembled, "I treated you like that before..."

"Shut up!" Tian Xiwei gasped for breath. "One thing at a time... Ha... I don't want to get scolded by Gu Yang."

"Besides... in places like this, if we girls get surrounded and encounter enthusiastic fans, we'll be at a disadvantage!"

As we rounded the third bend, the sounds of our pursuers finally faded into the distance.

Tian Xiwei's legs went weak, and the two of them slumped down behind the trash can.

Zhou Ye's high heels were nowhere to be found, and her expensive stockings had a large hole in them, revealing her reddened knees.

“You…” Zhou Ye looked at Tian Xi’s slightly flushed face and suddenly laughed, “You look like a tomato.”

Tian Xiwei rolled her eyes, but then laughed along.

In the distance, they could faintly hear shouts of "Where is Gu Yang?", but the two of them felt inexplicably at ease in this small space.

“Hey,” Zhou Ye suddenly said, “Next time, I’ll treat you to hot pot.”

Tian Xi blinked: "Seven servings of mutton?"

".good."

"make a deal!"

Half an hour later, the two of them finally scrambled into the van, looking disheveled.

Tian Xiwei's bun was half-undone, and Zhou Ye's dress was completely soaked through on the back.

Driver Zhang was startled: "Where's Boss Gu?"

"In the back..." Tian Xiwei slumped in her seat, then suddenly sat up straight. "Wait, why isn't he here yet?"

Zhou Ye took out his phone and found that there were more than a dozen missed calls.

Just as she was about to call back, the car window was suddenly banged on.

Gu Yang stood outside the car, looking much more disheveled than the others.

His white T-shirt was torn open, revealing red scratches on his collarbone.

The shoes were covered in footprints from who-knows-who, and one was missing.

There were several bright handprints on his buttocks.

His face was filled with despair, as if he had just fought his way out of a horde of zombies.

"Open the door..." he weakly clung to the car window, "I almost died at the night market..."

Driver Lao Zhang frantically unlocked the car door, and Gu Yang slumped into the passenger seat like a dead fish.

Miraculously, he was still clutching three cups of milk tea in his hand, the plastic cups were all squeezed out of shape.

"Here you go," he said, handing the milk tea to the back seat. "You promised coconut juice to cool me down."

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(End of this chapter)