I'm in Wuha, and the whole internet is shipping me and Song Yuqi as a couple.

The venue went black for less than five seconds.

Snapped.

The control fader was pushed up, and the spotlights on the stage instantly blazed on.

Jiang Che's hand was still suspended in mid-air, his head tilted to the side.

The clear red lip print on her profile was impossible to hide under the cold white light.

Song Yuqi had already stepped back half a step.

She gripped the microphone tightly with both hands, her cheeks flushed red.

She didn't dare look at the man beside her; her eyes were fixed on the glow sticks below the stage.

The audience went wild.

The screams of 20,000 people nearly blew the roof off the Workers' Stadium.

"Ahhh! They kissed! They really kissed!"

"Jiang Che has lipstick marks on his face! I saw them with my binoculars!"

"Where's the Civil Affairs Bureau?! I've moved the Civil Affairs Bureau here! Get married right here!"

Hearing the deafening roar from the audience, Jiang Che withdrew his hand that was hanging in mid-air.

He rubbed his cheek with his thumb.

A bright red stain appeared on his thumb.

He looked down at the splash of red and laughed in exasperation.

Did this girl take the wrong medicine or drink fake alcohol today?

They've got some nerve!

Jiang Che did not follow the fans' lead and engage in a deep eye contact.

He shoved the microphone right up to his mouth, ruthlessly interrupting the uproar.

"What are you spacing out for?"

This was said to Song Yuqi.

Song Yuqi almost cracked her voice from his shout.

She quickly tried to find the right key and hurriedly added the last two lines of lyrics.

Backstage, Chen He laughed so hard he slapped his thigh and even threw away the sunflower seeds in his hand.

"Old Jiang is definitely shy! Look, he even forgot to bring his in-ear monitor back! Let him keep pretending!"

Deng Chao stood by, marveling at the sight.

"This little girl is something else, acting first and informing later. Now Old Jiang can't deny it even if he wants to."

Even after the concert ended, the accompaniment music was still playing on a loop in the venue.

As Song Yuqi rushed into the backstage corridor, lifting her skirt, she was immediately blocked by Wu Zheng with his camera.

"The ratings exploded! It dominated the top three trending topics!"

Wu Zheng was beaming with excitement, his spittle almost spraying onto the camera lens.

Song Yuqi, panting, glanced back guiltily.

At the end of the passage, Jiang Che strode over.

He was holding a tissue in his hand, slowly wiping the lipstick stains off his cheek.

"Producer Jiang, are you satisfied this time?" Deng Chao asked, leaning over with a thermos cup, trying to provoke him.

Jiang Che accurately threw the tissue into the trash can two meters away.

"If you're bored, go help the stage crew dismantle things. This is none of your business."

He bypassed Deng Chao and walked directly to Song Yuqi.

The figure loomed down.

Song Yuqi shrank back, pressing her back against the wall.

"Um... for the sake of the show, you know?"

"For the sake of the show?"

Jiang Che nodded and took a step forward.

He completely trapped her between himself and the wall.

He lowered his head and spoke in a very low voice, so that only the two of them could hear him.

"Discussing the dark spots with the lighting technician beforehand is also part of the show's effect?"

"Song Yuqi, you've really grown up."

Song Yuqi's heart was pounding wildly in her chest.

She stubbornly insisted, "I did that for the sake of the stage performance! Don't overthink it!"

Jiang Che noticed her evasive gaze but didn't expose her.

You dare to do it but not admit it, huh? You just wait and see!

"OK."

Jiang Che straightened up, his tone becoming lazy.

"Next time you add this kind of scene, give me a heads-up so I can charge you."

Just as Song Yuqi breathed a sigh of relief, the sound of high heels clicking on the floor tiles came from the other end of the corridor.

Tap, tap, tap.

The rhythm was steady, and the momentum was strong.

Dilraba didn't even change her clothes; she was still wearing that black high-slit long dress.

She held a document with black text on a white background and stopped in front of the two of them.

Her gaze swept over Song Yuqi's flushed face before finally settling on Jiang Che's face.

Her red lips were slightly upturned.

"For the sake of the show?"

Dilraba rolled the documents in her hand into a tube and tapped Jiang Che on the shoulder.

"How come I didn't know that my senior brother now includes intimate interactions as a bonus when he takes on jobs?"

Song Yuqi immediately stood up straight and met his gaze.

"Sister Dilraba, everyone is doing this for the stage, so it's normal to interact, right?"

"That's normal."

Dilraba didn't look at her, but stared at Jiang Che.

She pressed the edge of the document against Jiang Che's chest, the action so familiar it was almost glaring.

Song Yuqi stared at her hand, her anger suddenly rising to the top of her head.

Jiang Che looked down at the thing in her hand.

"What is it?"

"Contract of servitude"

Dilraba slapped the document directly onto Jiang Che's chest.

"Old Wu signed it with me just now up ahead."

"I will be a guest filming crew for the next episode of 'Wuha'."

Upon hearing this, the entire backstage corridor fell silent instantly.

Chen He silently put the potato chips he had just opened back on the table and hid behind Deng Chao.

Lu Han swallowed hard and muttered to herself.

"Damn it, Mars is colliding with Earth."

Song Yuqi stared at the contract, refusing to back down.

"With such a packed schedule, doesn't Dilraba need to go back to the film set to shoot?"

"Wuha is going to travel all over the country, don't let it interfere with your important business."

Dilraba tossed her long hair and raised her eyebrows.

"What, you're not welcome?"

"I brought my own funding to join the crew, so I'll cover all the food, lodging, and airfare for the rest of the time."

She turned to look at Jiang Che, her tone softening slightly.

"You completely stole my thunder on stage just now."

"You have to carry my bag as an apology when I fly to the next stop tomorrow."

"Remember to buy me an Americano, with less ice."

Less ice.

It's that kind of tacit understanding again.

Song Yuqi almost ground her teeth to powder.

Handling bags?

Think beautiful!

She stepped over and squeezed directly between Jiang Che and Dilraba.

She grabbed Jiang Che's sleeve and raised her chin.

"Sorry, Sister Reba, Jiang Che will be helping me revise the sheet music on the plane tomorrow, so I won't have time to carry your bag."

"If your assistant is too busy, I'll call a temporary assistant for you, and I'll cover the cost."

Dilraba's smile slowly faded as she looked at Song Yuqi's hand gripping Jiang Che's sleeve.

"Rewrite the score?"

She scoffed.

"His rule has never been to work on a vehicle."

"Yuqi, you don't even know this?"

Song Yuqi's face paled as she was hit where it hurt, but she didn't loosen her grip at all.

She turned to look at Jiang Che, her voice stubborn.

"Jiang Che, tell me, are you going to sleep on the plane tomorrow, or are you going to revise the sheet music for me?"

Their gazes met, neither willing to back down.

The surrounding onlookers collectively took three steps back, afraid of being caught in the crossfire.

Jiang Che was caught in the middle and got a headache from the noise.

They're all incredibly mischievous.

He grabbed Song Yuqi's wrist and pulled her hand off his sleeve.

Song Yuqi thought he was going to side with Dilraba, and was about to shake off his hand, but found that he didn't let go at all.

Jiang Che took the opportunity to wrap her hand in his palm.

"What's the point of changing the sheet music? Just sing it like this."

Jiang Che looked at Reba, his voice steady.

"You've known me for so many years, have you ever seen me carry someone else's bag?"

Dilraba smiled, and her voice still carried that familiar tone.

However, it carries a hint of protecting one's own.

Song Yuqi couldn't help but smile.

She gripped Jiang Che's hand tightly and gave Dilraba a defiant look.

Just as tensions were rising, Old Wu ran out of the control room with a megaphone in hand.

"Everyone, get ready! We're flying to Sanya at 8 AM tomorrow!"

"And here's another new rule to announce!"

Wu Zheng ran up to them, looked at the three people with an awkward atmosphere, and braced himself to hold the megaphone to his mouth.

"The Sanya station adopts a 'partner survival mode'!"

"Except for Lao Deng, Lao Chen, and Lu Han, who automatically formed a team."

"Jiang Che, Song Yuqi, and Dilraba, the three of you..."

Old Wu wiped the sweat from his forehead and shouted loudly.

"When we arrive at the airport tomorrow, the production team will give us two destinations."

"Jiang Che, you can only choose one."

"Whoever you choose to be with will share a king-size bed with you over the sea!"

"The one who's alone, go pitch your tent on the beach!"