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

Chapter 211 Chen Yao: Gu Yang, you just wait!
Variety shows all have scripts, and Peach Blossom Village certainly does too.

For example, Song Dandan is the absolute authority and patriarch, Wang Sulong is the high-EQ lubricant, and Guo Qiling is the contradictory good guy...

For each guest, the production team will amplify a certain characteristic based on their individual personality.

The script amplifies the characteristics of the guests, designs dramatic conflicts, and assigns functional roles to create a social experiment that meets audience expectations and is full of topics.

While this design sacrifices some authenticity, it successfully creates a dual effect of awkward aesthetics and character deconstruction, greatly enhancing the show's appeal.

However, there are exceptions!

Meng Ziyi doesn't need that; as long as she's true to herself, that's enough to create the image of a silly beauty.

She needs to be careful...

There are too few celebrities in the Chinese entertainment industry who dare to criticize and speak the truth.

Perhaps this is why she gained so many fans after the broadcast of Peach Blossom Village.

Filming at Peach Blossom Village continued, and an election for the village head was also held.

Of the others present, Song Dan declined due to her age, Su Mang declined because she wasn't in the entertainment industry, and Wang Sulong and Guo Qiling declined, citing their lack of experience and their vacation mindset.
Meng Ziyi was quite interested in becoming one, but Gu Yang had warned her beforehand not to do anything foolish.

So he behaved himself and didn't cause any trouble.

The crowd was somewhat resistant to the position of dock chief, which gave Chen Chenchen an opportunity.

He was successfully elected after self-nomination.

The first thing he did after being elected was to put on a "performance art" show.

On the lawn of the central square of Taohuawu, Chenchenchen directed the staff to arrange the mats into a huge circle.

There were also pillows and blankets on top!
The midday sun shone directly down, making the ground scorching hot, and the grass blades drooped listlessly.

"Everyone lay down in a circle, heads inwards and feet outwards."

Chen Chenchen pushed up his glasses, holding a stack of black eye masks in his hand, "Then put these on and sleep in the sun for half an hour."

? ? ? ? ?

If it weren't for the fact that they were filming a TV show, he probably would have gotten beaten up.

"Huh?" Guo Qiling's eyes widened. "Lying here in the middle of the day sunbathing? Is this performance art???"

Lai Kuanlin wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Teacher Chen, could we find a shadier spot?"

Meng Ziyi immediately raised her hand: "But I just woke up, can I not participate?"

Chen Chen shook his head: "Participation is the art."

"Then what is your purpose in doing this?" Wang Sulong asked, puzzled.

Chen Chenchen explained: "The main purpose of this 'blindfolded nap' performance art experiment is to break down social barriers through forced collective behavior, allowing everyone to establish connections in a purer way while detached from daily social patterns."

“Blindfolding and napping can temporarily eliminate visual and verbal communication, prompting everyone to focus on the experience of ‘completing a task together,’ thereby weakening the barriers caused by differences in identity, personality, etc., and exploring more authentic social possibilities in group collaboration.”

Everyone was completely baffled by what they were hearing.

Artists just think differently from everyone else...

Seeing the atmosphere getting tense, Song Dan stepped in to smooth things over: "Oh well, we're already here, why not give it a try! At worst, we'll just get a tan!"

Gu Yang watched the whole thing from the shade of a tree, secretly hoping they would start fighting, and showed no intention of participating in the argument.

After some debate, the performance art still began.

The group reluctantly began looking for seats.

Zhou Ye and Meng Ziyi kept glancing at Gu Yang, but the production team forced them to move to area number 8, where they were squeezed together with Zhang Yifan and Yang Chaoyue.

"Why should I?" Zhou Ye muttered under his breath, "I want to lie down next to Gu Yang."

You're thinking about ass!
Meng Ziyi cursed her best friend in her mind before saying, "Don't do anything reckless. We're here to record a show."

"Little Ye, don't ever try to get close to Gu Yang!"

"Oh……"

On the other side, Gu Yang casually chose a spot to lie down, put his hands behind his head, and stretched out his long legs.

He had just closed his eyes when he felt the grass blades beside him sink slightly.

Chen Duling quietly lay down on his right side.

Gu Yang raised an eyebrow, but before he could speak, there was another noise from his left.

Chen Yao lay down expressionlessly and casually put on her blindfold.

The three lay side by side, the atmosphere subtle.

A certain achievement has been made...

Smelling the different body scents emanating from both sides, Gu Yang actually felt a slight sense of approval for Chen Chenchen.

He actually thought the performance art was pretty good...

Under the blazing sun, the heat from the grass seeped through the thin fabric of my clothes and scorched my back.

Despite wearing an eye mask, Chen Duling could clearly feel the body temperature coming from her right side.

Gu Yang's arm occasionally brushed against her shoulder, the touch warm.

She was stiff all over and dared not move.

Chen Yao on the left suddenly asked in a low voice, "Don't you guys think the grass is a bit prickly?"

Gu Yang responded lazily: "Art always comes at a price."

"Yao Mei, don't get so close to me..."

Chen Yao: "???"

The ghost is so close to you, and on the other side is Zhou Jie, this old man.

If I don't get closer to you, am I supposed to stand next to him?

And your older sister is so much older than you, how dare you call her "Yao Mei"?
Chen Yao grew angrier the more she thought about it, and secretly reached her hand under the covers, ready to teach this little man a lesson.

But just as her hand twisted the flesh on Gu Yang's arm, before she could even rotate it 360 degrees, a warm, large hand suddenly gripped her wrist firmly!
She froze, as if the clock had been pressed.

The hand was incredibly hot as it gently caressed her small hand. Chen Yao's mind went blank for a moment; she could only feel her heart pounding wildly.

Chen Duling was lying next to him, how dare he?
She almost let out a soft "Ah!" and quickly buried her face in the blanket, holding her breath.

Chen Yao tried to pull her hand back, but Gu Yang's fingers were like iron clamps, not moving an inch.

Even more outrageous, his thumb began to gently circle the inside of her wrist, the tingling sensation making her weak all over.

"Yao Mei." Gu Yang's voice was teasing, whispering in her ear in a sound only she could hear: "So proactive?"

His hot breath tickled her ear, and Chen Yao shook her head frantically under the covers, her voice muffled: "Let...let go."

"Hmm?" Gu Yang deliberately leaned closer. "I can't hear you."

"What are you doing?" Chen Duling asked curiously, sensing that they seemed to be talking.

The two of them froze simultaneously.

Gu Yang quickly released his grip and casually adjusted his posture: "It's nothing, we were just discussing the significance of this performance art."

Chen Yao's hands were finally freed, and her whole body went limp as if all her strength had been drained away.

The warmth of his palm still lingered on her wrist, and her heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was about to burst out of her chest.

"Really? What did you come to conclusions from the discussion?"

"Hmm," Gu Yang said seriously, "Teacher Chen Yao said this posture is bad for the spine."

Chen Yao: "."

That bastard! How dare he flirt with me! You just wait!

She had forgotten that it was she who had reached out to twist his hand, giving Gu Yang the "opportunity."

Twenty minutes later, Meng Ziyi couldn't take it anymore and ripped off her blindfold: "I'm quitting! This sun is going to kill people!"

Zhou Ye quickly chimed in, "Yes, yes, I'm dizzy!"

Chen Chenchen said helplessly, "Art requires perseverance."

"Hold on my ass!" Guo Qiling jumped up. "My back feels like it's being roasted!"

Amidst the wailing, only Gu Yang and his two companions remained lying quietly.

Chen Duling's cheeks were already sunburned red, and beads of sweat appeared on the tip of her nose.

Gu Yang turned his head to look at her, and suddenly reached out to take off her eye mask: "Stop pretending, I know you can't sleep."

Chen Duling rolled her eyes at him helplessly and continued to pretend to be asleep.

The event started strong but ended weakly; Chen Chenchen didn't even give a summary before the event abruptly ended.

Everyone's completely confused. We've been putting on this act for so long, you should at least say a few words!

……

As soon as Meng Ziyi returned to Courtyard No. 8, she threw herself onto the sofa, grabbed a cushion, and punched it twice: "This lousy art almost gave me sunburn!"

"They've given me a tan!"

Zhou Ye was applying aloe vera gel to his face in front of the mirror when he heard this and nodded repeatedly: "Exactly! What was Chen Chen thinking, making people lie in the sun and sleep in the middle of the day?"

“And what’s this talk about experiencing the harmony between humanity and nature?” Meng Ziyi rolled her eyes. “I think it’s more like experiencing teppanyaki!”

The two looked at each other and sighed simultaneously.

Zhou Ye, wearing a face mask, came over and asked, "Sister Meng, what are we going to do later?"

"I'm going to be interviewed by Radio 650!"

“Radio 650?” Zhou Ye looked blank. “What’s that?”

"You don't know?" Meng Ziyi sat up cross-legged, becoming interested. "Didn't the program team ask us to start a business to earn Peach Blossom Coins and improve the community? Wang Sulong, Lamu Yangzi, and Guo Qilin partnered up to start a radio station called 650."

"Why is it called that? It's so strange."

"It seems that it's because our food allowance for 21 days is only 650 per person."

Zhou Ye suddenly realized: "So you're going there as a guest?"

“That’s right!” Meng Ziyi tossed her hair triumphantly. “I was the first guest they invited!”

Zhou Ye asked anxiously, "So what kind of startup project should we start?"

"Why don't you discuss it with Chaoyue and the others first?" Meng Ziyi blinked. "If you really can't come up with anything, then go find Gu Yang..."

"Makes sense!"

"Then I'm going!"

"go Go!"

……

In courtyard number 10, Chen Duling went to take a shower as soon as she got back.

Chen Yao pushed open Gu Yang's door aggressively and held her wrist up in front of him: "Look! It's all red!"

Gu Yang glanced at it lazily: "You twisted me first, that's called self-defense."

"That was..." Chen Yao was speechless, then changed the subject, "Then why do you call me Yao-mei?"

"Don't girls like being called something younger?" Gu Yang closed the file in his hand, a slight smile playing on his lips. "Should I call you Sister Yao?"

"I'm actually a few years older than you!" Chen Yao stomped her foot angrily. "You should call me 'older sister'!"

Gu Yang suddenly stood up, looking down at her: "Want to hear me call you 'sister'?"

"Maybe in the next life..."

Chen Yao's face flushed red with anger: "Gu Yang! You!"

"Hmm?" Gu Yang took another step closer. "What does Yao Mei want to say?"

Chen Yao was forced to retreat step by step, and finally fled out the door, shouting: "You just wait!"

(End of this chapter)