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

The air seemed to freeze for a long while. Just as Xu Muyang grew increasingly gloomy, even on the verge of tears, Bai Nianchu finally let out a sigh tinged with helplessness.

"understood."

In an instant, Xu Muyang felt as if Cupid had struck his heart; an overwhelming joy welled up in his chest, and he felt as if he had come back to life.

"Can you let go now?" Bai Nianchu glanced at him.

The pure black pupils are deep and shimmering, easily reminiscent of obsidian, also known as "dragon crystal," which is mysterious and beautiful.

"Huh? Oh, okay...!"

Xu Muyang belatedly withdrew his hand, letting go of Bai Nianchu's sleeve, his whole body turning as red as a tomato.

It's still a red tomato with golden leaves.

He was so shy that he even ignored the several glares stuck in his body.

Does showing weakness really get me closer to Bai Nianchu?

The men were filled with doubt and contemplation.

Ye Siyao, being a respectable person, spoke up to mediate after enjoying the dramatic scene: "It seems the production team hasn't announced Lin Zhao's challenge yet? Let's go ask them."

The atmosphere in the live stream was as volatile as theirs.

[That's terrifying, Xu Muyang! Only five or six days have passed since we met at the cabin; I thought you were going to confess your feelings right there and then.]

Even if you're in a hurry, you have to hold back. They signed a contract; they can't confess until the very last day.

[She couldn't explicitly refuse, so perhaps that's why the fourth woman indulged him?]

The expressions on the other people's faces are truly fascinating. Wherever the fourth female lead goes, a battlefield erupts.

[And that little incident with Jiang Meng, the second female lead, just now, didn't you guys find it sweet? She was clearly in a bad mood after the competition, and the fourth female lead smiled at her, gave her a candy and a tissue to wipe her sweat… Jiang Meng's stunned expression clearly showed she was captivated!]

[I understand, sister, I really understand, because I'm captivated too _(:з」∠)_]

[Fishing is one thing, but why isn't there a gender distinction?]

Honestly, my heart felt a little strange the moment she smiled. This seems to be the first time the fourth female lead has smiled at someone on camera, right? Not counting the previous smiles that were only a fraction of a millimeter in size.

This show turned me into an omnivore...

After Ye Siyao spoke, everyone suddenly remembered that there was such a thing.

"By the way, the director said that those who are left behind will receive a mystery reward," Liu Zhiwei said.

"Is this another date?" Jiang Meng felt a pang of jealousy.

When will there be a group date? She also wants to go out and have fun with Bai Nianchu.

Everyone was stunned for a moment.

It doesn't seem impossible, does it?

They thought they could never have too many rivals.

If Lin Zhao were to choose other female guests to date, they would be happy to see it happen.

The director was enjoying watching the film from behind the cameraman when he saw the group of people approaching and remembered his own job.

"Director, what are the challenges and perks for the solo guests?"

"The challenge is: the last remaining male guest needs to complete more than 40 sit-ups within one minute. The reward will be announced after the male guest finishes," the director said with a smile. "Of course, our single guests can also choose a member of the opposite sex to help them complete the challenge."

"Lin Zhao, what is your choice?"

Under everyone's gaze, Lin Zhao fell into a brief silence.

In keeping with his usual style, he would choose to complete the challenge alone.

But for some inexplicable reason...

His gaze swept across the crowd and landed precisely on a certain person.

"I choose Bai Nianchu," Lin Zhao said.

Everyone: "..."

It was somewhat expected, yet also unexpected.

Some people immediately felt unbalanced, especially Xu Muyang.

"What's the difference between this and a reward?" he muttered in dissatisfaction.

Anyone who has gone through physical fitness tests in school knows that there are generally only two positions for assisting someone with sit-ups: one is to kneel facing each other and press down on the other person's instep or ankle with your palm; the other is to sit on the other person's instep with your entire buttocks.

Regardless of the position, it was more ambiguous than the three-legged race they had just experienced.

When doing sit-ups, from lying down to getting up, you will inevitably make eye contact with the other person.

If you're in a rush and stand up too abruptly, you might accidentally bump into the other person's forehead, nose, or even...

Xu Muyang was already feeling hot just thinking about it.

If he were to witness Lin Zhao and Bai Nianchu in this scene with his own eyes, he would truly break down on the spot.

The director enjoyed the spectacle of shipping couples on set, and chuckled as he asked a staff member to bring over a soft cushion.

"Let's get started once we're ready."

Unless otherwise specified by the production team, invited guests cannot refuse.

Bai Nianchu lowered her eyes and walked coldly to the cushion.

After Lin Zhao lay down, she prepared herself in a half-kneeling position, pressing her palm firmly against his ankle.

The whole sequence of actions didn't resemble a sweet interaction between male and female guests; it was more like a public education demonstration of some kind of first aid method.

The reason is simple—the two people's expressions were far too calm.

Distance and alienation.

Seeing this, the men felt a little relieved.

"They're ready, director."

"OK," the director pressed the stopwatch, "one-minute countdown, start!"

By most girls' standards of beauty, Lin Zhao's appearance is very standard and beautiful: high nose bridge, deep-set eyes, thin and sexy lips, and an exceptionally sharp jawline.

He also has a good physique, with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and long legs; otherwise, Liu Zhiwei wouldn't have chosen him during the letter-giving phase on the first day.

Once the timer started, Lin Zhao tensed her abdominal muscles, used her core strength to curl her upper body, and then quickly returned to her starting position.

Each time he got up, his face would briefly come close to Bai Nianchu's.

At this distance, the other person could fully feel his warm breath and the unique scent of his hormones.

A subtle tension gradually filled the air.

"19, 20..."

Others helped keep track of the numbers.

When she had done more than twenty, Lin Zhao's breathing quickened slightly.

A few beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, down his chin and neck, and finally disappeared into his collar.

The slightly damp front of his shirt outlined his silhouette, making his undulating chest even more noticeable.

Eating lavishly in the live stream:

Wow, wow, those muscles look and feel amazing!

This guy is so honest; every movement is as precise as military training.

[What's going on... They didn't even make eye contact, but there's just this strange tension between them.]

[The two of them have such strong chemistry and complement each other so well; no wonder they're a chaebol duo!]

Lin Zhao was like a tireless machine, his rhythm, movements, and facial expressions all perfectly executed. With each upward movement, he inevitably caught sight of Bai Nianchu's slender neck and shallowly recessed collarbone.

She is very fair-skinned.

Every part of her body is exquisitely crafted; even her collarbones are meticulously sculpted.

It's like holding two crescent moons, possessing a fragile yet touching beauty.

After more than 40 sit-ups, less than a minute had passed, Lin Zhao maintained his pace and continued to roll his abdomen upwards. With each movement, the hem of his shirt twitched, revealing a small section of his V-line, which then disappeared into the edge of his sweatpants.

The air gradually thickened, as if the air between them was being swallowed up little by little by something invisible.

Lin Zhao's eyes grew increasingly deep, with unreadable emotions surging within them.

The countdown ends in one second.

Lin Zhao got up twice as fast as before, and his body suddenly stopped moving forward!

He was only two or three inches away from Bai Nianchu.

Bai Nianchu was so close that she could see the fine downy hairs on his face and the beads of sweat on the tip of his nose, while Lin Zhao could see her distinct eyelashes and his own reflection in her pupils.