Hong Kong variety show: From being bitten by a cockroach to becoming a legend

Inside a media van.

The host of "City Topics" was looking in the mirror and hurriedly touching up his makeup, while Ye Rongtian, who was dressed up in a rare decent outfit, waited beside him with a fawning expression.

"I told you, Ah May, you absolutely have to help me this time."

Ah May glanced at the glib-tongued Ye Rongtian.

He said impatiently, "Speak, how much money do you want to borrow this time?"

"Am I really that worthless in your eyes, Ah May?" Ye Rongtian clutched his chest, looking as if he were wounded.

Ah May wasn't buying it: "Pshaw~ When have you ever come to me with something good? And you always say 'get it quick,' I'm very busy."

As the car door opened, a male PD wearing a headset said to May, "May, are you ready? Ten minutes left..."

"That's good." After saying that, she turned to Ye Rongtian and said, "You see, I'm not like you who idles around all day. I'm very busy, okay! I'll give you one more minute."

"Ah May, I wanted you to help me with an outdoor news story... about the big event in Tin Shui Wai..." Yip Wing-tim then described the story of the "pissing beef balls".

"Alright, alright, stop it!" Ah May rolled her eyes. "Hey Yip Wing-tim, are you out of your mind? Do you still think of me as that junior news anchor from a few years ago who could only interview street vendors and help old ladies find their lost cats? I only do big news now. Beef balls and fish balls? I'm not interested, unless each ball can fly to Victoria Harbour and set off fireworks!"

Ye Rongtian was taken aback. Looking at Ah May's figure, which was much rounder than a few years ago, he muttered to himself, "Yeah, you used to look slimmer than Maggie Cheung, but now... um... you're more voluptuous than Lydia Shum. The change is... quite significant."

Seeing Ah May finish touching up her makeup and pick up her handbag as if to get out of the car, Ye Rongtian panicked...

"Stop!" Ye Rongtian shouted suddenly, taking a step forward. Under Ah May's astonished gaze, he imitated the pose of a Casanova in a movie, using one hand to "wall-slam" against the carriage wall, and gently pressing Ah May's shoulder with the other hand, encircling her halfway between himself and the cold carriage.

The distance between their faces instantly shrank to less than twenty centimeters. Ye Rongtian tried to open his not-so-large eyes wide, blinking frantically, attempting to unleash a hundred thousand volts of "electric eyes".

"Hey, Ye Rongtian! What are you trying to do? Don't act crazy! I'll call for help." Ah May was startled by his sudden domineering action, but strangely, besides surprise, a barely perceptible blush appeared on her face. She struggled symbolically for a moment, but her voice lost its previous harshness, instead carrying a hint of coquettishness: "Let go! It's so embarrassing if someone sees us~"

Ye Rongtian lifted Ah May's chin, which was already piled with several layers of flesh, and said "affectionately," "Ah May, do you know that I've always had you in my heart?"

"Tch!" Ah May rolled her eyes dramatically, trying to push him away. "Not again? You sweet-talking girl! Do you think I'm still a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl trying to fool me?"

Seeing that his "heartfelt confession" was not working, Ye Rongtian gritted his teeth and decided to use his ultimate move! Taking advantage of the moment when Ah May's view was blocked by his shoulder, he swiftly and secretly took out a small spray bottle (containing pre-prepared concentrated onion juice) from his pocket and quickly sprayed it twice under his eyes.

The pungent smell instantly stimulated his tear ducts! Tears immediately streamed down his face, and as he turned around, he was transformed into a Casanova.

Ye Rongtian suddenly turned his head, his shoulders twitching slightly as he prepared his emotions.

A few seconds later, when he turned back to face Ah May, his small eyes had turned red, and tears were welling up in his eyes, about to fall but not yet. Combined with his melancholy expression, he really did look like someone "heartbroken".

His voice trembled slightly, choked with sobs: "May...do you remember, you once told me that a man without a career is no better than a woman...I remember every word you said...I've never dared to contact you again...because I...I'm insecure." The onion juice was so potent that Ye Rongtian himself was choked and his nose was almost running, which only made his "crying" sound more real, and his tears finally "just right" slid down, making the effect even more convincing.

"But this time is different." He excitedly grabbed Ah May's hand: "My boss is amazing~ If the publicity is done well this time, I'll really be rich."

"May, only you can help me with this. For the sake of how I treated you before, you'll definitely help me, right?"

After Ye Rongtian unleashed a barrage of "flirting," "tear gas," "heartfelt confession," and "a prodigal son's return," Ah May's gaze softened noticeably, and the blush on her face deepened.

Ah May's voice softened considerably, tinged with a hint of grievance: "Rongtian, I didn't expect you to still remember me, but I've changed so much... Outsiders now call me Tank May." She then lowered her head with a touch of self-consciousness.

Ye Rongtian pressed his index finger against Ah May's plump lips again, his eyes filled with such "deep affection" that they could drown someone: "May, please don't say that. In my eyes, you are like Yang Guifei, so beautiful you're practically bubbling with ecstasy. Being plump? That's called good fortune, a face that brings prosperity to one's husband."

"Ugh~!" Ah May said coquettishly, her whole body trembling with pleasure. Then, after a slight wriggling, she finally got to the point: "You know I don't run the TV station alone, unless..."