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

Another ten minutes passed.

"Ling Yan," the director called out, "You don't need to push yourself so hard, your health is the most important thing!"

For the average person, holding a plank for 2-5 minutes is considered acceptable, 10 minutes or more is excellent, and 30 minutes or more is a sign of high-level endurance.

However, most people who can persist for more than 30 minutes are professional athletes who have undergone long-term systematic training, have well-developed core muscles, and possess extremely strong endurance and willpower—like Chen Yuze.

For fitness enthusiasts, persisting for more than 25 minutes is already at the critical point.

People without a training foundation who rashly pursue longer training sessions are prone to muscle compensation, leading to problems such as lower back or neck and shoulder injuries.

Although the director also likes to ship couples.

But Ling Yan's body was clearly nearing its limit, and he really didn't want anyone on the production team to get into trouble.

I don't know if she was too focused to listen, or if she simply didn't want to follow the director's advice...

Ling Yan did not move.

Finally, Bai Nianchu couldn't stand it anymore and said to him, "That's enough."

Ling Yan finally yielded, his elbows and arms buckling as he collapsed to the ground.

He rolled over and lay on his back on the yoga mat, his chest heaving violently and his muscles twitching uncontrollably.

After Ling Yan collapsed, Chen Yuze also ended the challenge.

He stood up, stretched his wrists, and reached out to Ling Yan with a complicated expression.

Ling Yan glanced at it but didn't take it.

He slowly sat up, supporting himself on the cushion, his shoulders still trembling.

It wasn't because I was tired, but because of muscle spasms in my arms.

Chen Yuze raised an eyebrow and withdrew his hand, seemingly unconcerned.

The director hurriedly sent staff members forward to check on Ling Yan's physical condition.

Chen Yuze stood to one side without saying a word.

He actually still had some energy left and could hold on for another twenty minutes or so.

They didn't persist because they didn't want to make things ugly.

His competition with Ling Yan was merely for the right to be invited to Love House, not for any national-level competition. Since Ling Yan had already lost, there was no need for him to continue.

Chen Yuze didn't want his muscle strain to affect his upcoming date.

As for Ling Yan, Chen Yuze disliked him, but he admired his stubbornness and madness in pursuing things to the end.

but……

Although he was the winner, no one, including Bai Nianchu, focused their attention on him.

"Are you alright?"

Bai Nianchu squatted down in front of Ling Yan.

Ling Yan paused slightly, raised his eyes, and tried his best to focus on her.

"...Yes, I'm fine."

His voice was still a little breathless.

When Ling Yan raised his head, Bai Nianchu's eyes flickered for a moment.

Perhaps he was truly exhausted, and the sudden muscle spasms caused pain, causing water droplets to form on the outer corners of Ling Yan's eyelashes. It was unclear whether the droplets were from sweat or from natural tears welling up in his eyes.

Hearing him say "I'm fine" in a low, slow voice, coupled with his appearance as if he had just been pulled out of a pool, soaking wet like a pitiful kitten, he looked utterly pathetic.

She was even so pitiful that she was almost endearing.

Ling Yan is handsome on ordinary days, but not like this—

It gives you an unexpected feeling, like your heart is being gently hooked by a small hook.

Bai Nianchu stared at Ling Yan for a long time.

Suddenly, she reached out and used her fingertips to wipe away the water droplets that were about to fall from his eyelashes, to prevent them from getting into his eyes and hurting him.

This action wouldn't be noticeable on others, but it was quite abrupt on Bai Nianchu, immediately drawing everyone's attention.

It also tightened Ling Yan's grip on his heart.

The comments section is full of people looking for sweet moments to ship:

If this isn't love...

[The fourth female lead must be tempted, right? After all, feeling sorry for someone is the beginning of genuine affection.]

[This is too much... I really can't ship this couple. Feeling sorry for the man is the beginning of misfortune O_o]

This statement isn't entirely true. The real reason for unhappiness is developing genuine feelings for someone who doesn't appreciate it. Choosing the wrong partner is the true beginning of misfortune!

[Feeling sorry for someone makes you care, caring makes you want to get closer, getting closer makes you fall deeper and deeper... No need to say more, my CP is the best in the world, no arguments allowed ദ്ദിᵔ.˛.ᵔ₎✧]

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Chen Yuze casually tore a lollipop off the table, put it in his mouth, and chewed and crushed it bit by bit.

The slightly sweet taste between his lips and teeth was mixed with sourness, which made his chest ache in waves.

Ugh... So annoying.

Chen Yuze thought dejectedly: He clearly won this round, but suddenly he felt like he was the one who lost.

The staff handled the situation very professionally.

Have Ling Yan straighten his arm, wrap an ice pack with a towel, and apply it to the area where he is cramping.

Once Ling Yan's pain subsides, we'll slowly help him stretch.

It's because they're young and healthy.

A few minutes later, Ling Yan was fine except for some muscle soreness.

The director announced the results of the challenge: "Chen Yuze is first place with a time of 32 minutes and 8 seconds; Ling Yan is second place with a time of 32 minutes and 4 seconds; and Lin Zhao is third place with a time of 9 minutes and 34 seconds."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone couldn't help but laugh.

Lin Zhao was relegated to the control group, her face turning red and blue.

He never imagined that Chen Yuze and Ling Yan would persist to this extent.

To link his nine-plus minutes with Chen Yuze and Ling Yan's thirty-plus minutes together is no different from humiliating him.

"Now, the winning male guest, please invite the female guest to move into Love House."

Without the slightest hesitation, Chen Yuze chose Bai Nianchu.

When it was the girls' turn to play rock-paper-scissors, Liu Zhiwei suddenly interrupted, "Director, I'm quitting."

Her voice wasn't loud, but her tone was clear and crisp, enough for everyone to hear clearly.

The director's first thought was that Liu Zhiwei wanted to quit the show. He paused for a moment before realizing what he meant and said seriously, "Liu Zhiwei, do you mean you're quitting the rock-paper-scissors game and giving up your invitation to stay at Love House?"

Liu Zhiwei nodded: "That's right."

She had no male guests she wanted to meet or invite.

It would be better to skip this step and simply return the invitation right to Bai Nianchu.

After saying that, Liu Zhiwei turned and walked upstairs. As she passed Bai Nianchu, she gently patted her shoulder.

"have fun."

The scene fell silent for a moment; no one had expected things to develop this way.

But the director was clearly used to such unexpected situations, and calmly said, "Since Liu Zhiwei has given up her right to stay, then Bai Nianchu can directly invite the male guest."

"It's okay if we don't invite you," the director added.

It doesn't necessarily have to be a threesome, if Bai Nianchu doesn't have that idea.

While waiting for Bai Nianchu's choice, the director took out his phone and started tapping away.

It's too late to switch back to a king-size bed now.

He could only send staff to Love House to push the two double beds together to make one bed.

Everyone is waiting for Bai Nianchu's choice.

Ling Yan sat on the sofa, his eyelids lowered, motionless.

Like a frozen statue.

When the opportunity to be chosen came, he found himself lacking the courage to face Bai Nianchu.

But... even without looking up.

At that moment, Ling Yan also had some kind of strange telepathic connection.

You could feel her gaze passing through the crowd, sweeping over the others.

Finally, it landed straight on him.

"Ling Yan."

He heard his name called as he had hoped.

Like springtime blossoms, my mind suddenly explodes with fireworks.