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

Jiang Meng, who drew Chen Yuze, was quite happy.

Firstly, as a diving athlete, Chen Yuze is definitely stronger than them in sports. Secondly, regardless of the final result, being able to play games with such a handsome and good-looking guy is a kind of happiness in itself.

"Have you ever played this, Brother Yuze?"

After standing next to Chen Yuze with his left foot tied to his right, the height difference between Jiang Meng and him became even more obvious.

1.9 meters and 1.58 meters... a height difference of more than 30 centimeters, plus Jiang Meng is wearing a hooded tracksuit with cat ears today, from behind, it looks like a parent-child show instead of a dating reality show.

Jiang Meng also belatedly realized this problem.

When she looked down, Chen Yuze could only see the whorl of hair on the top of her head; when she looked up, Chen Yuze would see a huge face looking down at her.

Whether you look down or up, it all seems a bit ridiculous.

"No." Chen Yuze's attitude towards her was neither warm nor cold, still as cool as ever.

"Then how am I supposed to catch you later?" Jiang Meng asked.

In the three-legged race, the girl holds onto the boy's waist, and the boy puts his arm around the girl's shoulder; this is a relatively standard and convenient running posture for generating power.

But...

Given Jiang Meng's petite stature and Chen Yuze's superior body proportions, while other girls could easily reach her waist, she would have to raise her arms high.

Otherwise, you wouldn't be grabbing the cool guy's waist, but his butt.

Chen Yuze glanced at her: "Grab my forearm."

Jiang Meng instinctively replied, "Okay, bro, can you run slower later?"

She wasn't thinking about whether he was handsome or not anymore; she was thinking about how Chen Yuze would take her away.

Just don't carry her around like you're a baby.

Getting the spotlight is important, but this shot shouldn't become famous for being embarrassing!

"Okay." Chen Yuze nodded.

He hadn't intended to exert any force.

*

On Ling Yan and Bai Nianchu's side.

After being assigned to a group, Ling Yan felt her heart pounding.

After receiving the bandages, he knelt down and carefully tied her ankle to his own.

Ling Yan was very serious and focused.

He could feel the other person's gaze lingering on him, like the moonlight that had been chasing him falling on him.

This feeling sent a shiver down Ling Yan's spine, making his back tingle.

"It's tied."

Ling Yan looked up and met Bai Nianchu's gaze, which was still fixed on him.

...So beautiful.

Ling Yan thought that she probably didn't know how beautiful she looked when she looked down at people.

It was a beauty like that of a goddess with her eyes lowered, carrying a divine indifference and compassion that made everything around her lose its color.

He was like a believer prostrating himself on the ground, begging for mercy, longing for divine forgiveness.

Ling Yan dared not look at him for too long.

After quickly getting up, it wrapped itself in its thick shell again.

But he was still thinking about winning the game, and he pleaded with Bai Nianchu in a hoarse voice.

"Can we practice a bit?"

Finding out the contrasts in others might be considered a human flaw.

For example, encourage people who are not good at speaking to start talking and see how embarrassed they react.

Bai Nianchu does indeed have a slightly wicked sense of humor.

"Okay." She agreed readily, then added casually, "You'll take charge."

Ling Yan was indeed very anxious.

Neither he nor Bai Nianchu had ever played this type of game before, so they inevitably got confused at first. Because their paces were different, they couldn't find a rhythm that worked together for a long time.

During their first practice session, Ling Yan was so nervous that he almost stumbled and caused Bai Nianchu to fall. Fortunately, he had strong core strength and managed to maintain his balance.

It was this mistake that made him realize that their posture wasn't close enough.

In this game, they need to become an inseparable whole.

"You can... put your arm around my waist," Ling Yan said softly, "It'll be easier to walk that way."

Bai Nianchu raised her long, dark eyelashes and, following his instructions, stretched out her arm.

Feeling the warmth of her palm against his waist, Ling Yan's heart skipped a beat.

Her embrace was light, almost imperceptible, yet it carried her unique fragrance, slowly seeping into his skin through his clothes. Ling Yan even froze for a couple of seconds, his mind blank, his breath unconsciously held, afraid of disturbing the scent.

"And then?" Bai Nianchu asked.

"..." Ling Yan's ears were already bright red. "I need to put my arm around your shoulder."

"Can."

With his long arms and legs, Ling Yan quickly pulled the person into his arms.

Shoulder to shoulder, hand to hand, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say they fit together perfectly.

Fortunately, they were all wearing long-sleeved sportswear.

Otherwise... if he keeps rubbing against each other like that during the match, Ling Yan will have a hard time guaranteeing that he won't make a mistake.

The male guests in the other groups appeared to be practicing, but in reality, they were all secretly paying attention to Ling Yan's group.

Seeing Bai Nianchu put her arm around Ling Yan's waist, their expressions became somewhat unnatural. Then, noticing Ling Yan returning the gesture by putting his arm around Bai Nianchu's shoulder, their intimacy resembling that of a real couple playing a game… the men's faces darkened considerably.

[I can smell the vinegar through the screen! *^_^*]

Xu Muyang really couldn't hide his true feelings; his eyes looked like he wanted to kill someone.

[Su Yi'an and Lin Zhao were the same; they kept looking over there, neglecting the female guests in their own group.]

When the official competition started, they hadn't yet gotten their minds back on the game.

As soon as the whistle blew, Ling Yan's group was the first to rush out.

This was the first time Ling Yan had shown such a serious side in front of the camera.

His slogans, in sync with the rhythm of his and Bai Nianchu's steps, became increasingly synchronized, and their strides became more and more unified.

On the section of the road from the transfer point back to the starting point, they even sped up, far surpassing other teams.

In the final few steps of the match, Ling Yan tightened his arms to help Bai Nianchu steady her body as she leaned forward due to inertia.

"Are you tired?" Ling Yan asked hurriedly, half-hugging her.

Because of his posture, half of his breath sprayed onto Bai Nianchu's earlobe.

After running this distance, Ling Yan's heart only beat a little faster.

Bai Nianchu was not in good physical condition and was already slightly out of breath.

"fine."

She looked up, and a thin layer of sweat had appeared on her forehead.

Ling Yan suddenly stopped, his eyes widening in surprise.

He didn't expect...

Even when Bai Nianchu is sweating, she is still so beautiful.

It looked like someone had splashed water on her face; wet droplets clung to her temples, her lips were slightly parted, and the warm breath she exhaled stained her originally light lip color a deep crimson, like a layer of translucent rose-red jam, making her look incredibly inviting to kiss.

Realizing he had lingered his gaze for too long, Ling Yan quickly lowered his eyes, his eyelashes fluttering with unease.

Here's a tissue.

He took out a tissue from his coat pocket and handed it to him.

"Thanks."

Bai Nianchu took it, and the brief touch of their fingers together made Ling Yan pause again.

Ling Yan's Adam's apple bobbed a few times before he finally managed to utter half a sentence: "We won... all thanks to you."

His voice was hoarse and trembling.

Like a big black cat whose tail has been suddenly grabbed, its whole body is tense, and its eyes dare not easily look at people.

"You cooperated well."

Bai Nianchu's clear voice soothed his panic.

I wonder if it's because it faces the sun...

The soft, warm light fell into Bai Nianchu's eyes, like sunlight melting ice and snow, bringing a faint smile to her face.

Ling Yan stared at her for a long time before blinking.

"It's us," he said.

It's because we cooperated well.