Romance Variety Show: The aloof and beautiful fourth female lead is always coveted.

"Can."

The Blue Team had no objection to the arrangement for Chen Yuze.

The whistle blew, and the game began.

Chen Yuze is like a shark hunting its prey as soon as he enters the water, swift and fierce; Lin Zhao has precise positioning and can always grab a favorable position; Ling Yan has long arms and a large defensive range, and his receiving and passing of the ball are very timely; Liu Zhiwei is agile and his shots are always hard for the opponent to defend.

It's fair to say that each of them has a very memorable and impactful image.

But the most surprising one was Bai Nianchu.

Her stamina was indeed weaker than the others; she was already slightly out of breath halfway through the race.

But as a goalkeeper, her reflexes, judgment, and ball control are exceptional—so exceptional they're astounding. She can always assess the entire situation the instant she intercepts the ball and pass it to the teammate best positioned to initiate the attack.

Chen Yuze.

Chen Yuze caught the ball with one hand, tightened his waist and abdomen, and threw the ball out with force, sending it flying straight towards the corner of the opposite goal.

Ye Siyao was in charge of guarding the goal for the Red Team.

The ball was too fast; she didn't even have time to swim over and make the save.

Not to mention blocking the ball.

"Great shot!" Liu Zhiwei exclaimed.

Chen Yuze turned around, gave Bai Nianchu a thumbs-up from a distance, and said in a secretly boastful tone, "It's all thanks to Bai Nianchu's good teachings."

Liu Zhiwei raised an eyebrow: "Hmm, that's true."

Coincidentally, the couple Liu Zhiwei is shipping here is Chen Yuze and Bai Nianchu.

If their group successfully wins the privilege date, it would be great for the five of them to go on a trip together.

Playing and bumping things at the same time, isn't that wonderful?

After that, the Blue Team scored a few more goals.

Ling Yan and Lin Zhao are both people who exercise regularly. Although their pitching accuracy is not as high as Chen Yuze's, it is not much different.

Ling Yan, in particular, gives people a great sense of contrast.

He is usually quiet and reserved, with a somewhat gloomy demeanor, and occasionally a bit dazed.

But at this moment, his interception was clean and swift, exuding a sharp aggression. His snow-white skin made him resemble a nimble snow leopard, silent when lying in wait and striking with deadly accuracy when attacking.

The score gap widened, and the Blue Team's teamwork became increasingly seamless.

On the contrary, the two men and three women on the red team were really exhausted.

They not only had to stop Chen Yuze and Lin Zhao's reckless attacks, but also had to keep a close eye on Ling Yan and Liu Zhiwei's movements. If they weren't careful, they would be fooled by a feint and lose another point.

For the last ball, Xu Muyang threw it with almost all his might.

The ball was thrown a bit high, grazing over Chen Yuze and his three teammates, and flying straight toward their goal.

Everyone's expression suddenly changed: "Nianchu, be careful!"

Xu Muyang, who threw the ball, turned pale with fright and shouted in a terrified voice, "Get out of the way!!"

Bai Nianchu did not dodge.

It was as if I had momentarily lost my senses.

She didn't even try to back down, let alone avoid it.

In the blink of an eye—

Suddenly, she exerted force with both legs, her arms drawing an arc in the air, and to everyone's astonishment, her palm met the ball hurtling towards her at high speed.

"Bang!"

With a muffled thud, Bai Nianchu lightly twisted her wrist to deflect the force, catching the oncoming ball with one hand.

The arm that caught the ball swung backward due to the impact, but other than that, there wasn't a single splash around.

Her movement to catch the ball was fluid, but her expression was as indifferent as if she were simply catching a falling leaf.

Without giving the opponent any time to react, Bai Nianchu flicked her arm, sending the ball forward like a cannonball, where it was caught steadily by Chen Yuze.

A perilous crisis was instantly transformed into a call to action for her.

Liu Zhiwei stared in disbelief, and after a long while, she managed to utter a single, "Holy crap!"

This was the first time she had ever sworn on a TV show.

She didn't expect Bai Nianchu to catch the ball so effortlessly.

To use a popular internet term, it would be...

That's a bit arrogant.

The comment section was also stunned:

Wow... he caught that ball?!

I didn't even see what the fourth female character did! ∑(°口°๑)

[That scared me to death! I thought Bai Nianchu was going to get hit by the ball.]

[Was casting the fourth female player as goalkeeper a deliberate attempt to mislead the opponents? She's not just a goalkeeper, she's practically a guardian angel...]

Chen Yuze was in a good position. After receiving Bai Nianchu's pass, he easily sent the ball into the opposite goal.

The final score was 15-2.

"Time's up! Team Blue wins!"

The entire audience fell silent, then gasps and cheers erupted.

Congratulations! That's amazing!

"Nianchu, did you really not practice before? You caught that last ball so well!"

"You guys are amazing... It's a good thing we weren't shut out, otherwise it would have been too embarrassing."

Viewers in the live stream were thoroughly entertained.

Can we have more of these kinds of games? I'm not usually interested in them, but I like watching big games.

[That was a great move... no, I mean, this game is really intense!! (Just to clarify, I was actually watching the game.)]

"Yes, we can tell which type of ball it is."

I'm begging you, be a little less hard on yourselves!

Look at the third male lead... isn't he about to cry?

Xu Muyang's expression was indeed strange.

Everyone else had climbed up, but he was still standing in the pool, soaking wet, watching Bai Nianchu being greeted and cared for by everyone.

This workout was quite physically demanding.

Bai Nianchu was panting, a thin blush rising to her face, her eyebrows and eyes softening slightly, making her look much more lively than usual.

Xu Muyang was torn between two different voices.

A cold, hard voice said, "You can't do anything right. You're clumsy even playing a game, and you almost knocked over the person you like. How dare a piece of trash like you try to talk to her?"

Another voice pressed him, "She was almost hit by your object! Aren't you going to apologize? What if she's hurt or sprained something? Shouldn't you take responsibility? Just standing there like that, I really despise you!"

After hesitating for a long time, Xu Muyang finally couldn't resist the anxiety and guilt in his heart and climbed onto the edge of the pool.

He lowered his posture, like a golden retriever admitting its mistake—his head drooped low, his ears pressed against his neck, his eyes pleadingly glancing at his master's face, and a few soft, pleading whimpers escaping his throat.

Xu Muyang's face was still somewhat pale.

I was just startled.

Given his current state of helplessness and embarrassment, he really does seem rather pitiful.

"Um?"

Bai Nianchu sensed that Xu Muyang had something to say, and her eyes held a half-smile.

It was as if they were asking him: "You were playing well just now, why are you like this now?"

Xu Muyang breathed a sigh of relief when he realized from Bai Nianchu's expression that she was neither angry nor resistant to his approach.

He bent down and looked at her with ingratiating eyes.

"I'm sorry, Nianchu."

Xu Muyang reached out and lightly pinched the corner of her sleeve with his fingertips. The pulling sensation was so slight that it was almost imperceptible.

His voice tinged with a nasal tone: "It's all my fault for throwing the ball too hastily and not controlling my strength properly... Is your hand alright? Does anything hurt?"

Bai Nianchu lowered her eyes and glanced at the hand on her sleeve.

It felt like being gently touched by a puppy's outstretched paw.

"I'm fine."

Xu Muyang asked anxiously, "Are you really alright? Does your wrist hurt? Are your palms scraped? What about your arm? Did you twist it?"

He asked again and again, but before Bai Nianchu could say anything, his own eyes welled up with tears.

It's clear that Xu Muyang is feeling incredibly guilty.