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

Before Wu Zheng could finish speaking, the fried egg in Deng Chao's hand fell directly into the plate.

"Old Wu, I'm begging you."

Deng Chao pointed at Wu Zheng with his fork, "Can't a person eat breakfast before being tortured? I haven't even opened this sausage yet."

"Assemble in fifteen minutes. Anyone who is late will be sent directly to the penalty pool."

Wu Zheng ran off as soon as he finished speaking, while the voice of South Korean director Lee Jae-ha could still be heard chattering on the walkie-talkie.

Song Yuqi had only taken two sips of the soy milk in her hand; it was still hot.

She glanced at Jiang Che across from her.

Jiang Che stuffed the last bite of toast into his mouth, stood up, and patted the bread crumbs off his hands.

"Let's go."

"I haven't finished my soy milk yet."

Jiang Che picked up the paper cup in front of her, took a big gulp, and then put it back.

"I've finished drinking."

Song Yuqi: "..."

She stared at the tiny trace of soy milk on the cup, her face starting to burn.

Indirect kissing...

Forget it, I don't want to.

……

The production crew had already set up the venue on the private beach.

Four white display boards, covered with cloth, stood in the middle of the beach.

Two rows of beach chairs were set up in the viewing area, and the directors were carrying equipment and looking for the right angles.

Song Yuqi changed into a sports vest and shorts, and tied her hair into a high ponytail. Standing in the line, she always felt that the people around her were looking at her strangely.

Chen He moved closer to her, his eyes darting around furtively.

"Yuqi".

"what?"

"After we got back last night, did Jiang Che say anything sweet? Like, 'From now on, you're mine' or something?"

Song Yuqi nudged him with her elbow: "He told me to go to bed early."

Chen He was as disappointed as a deflated balloon: "That's it? Old Jiang's 'straight man' persona is really real..."

Deng Chao chimed in from behind: "Let me tell you, I saw the data from last night's live stream. When Lao Jiang pulled Yuqi, the peak number of viewers online broke 40 million."

"Forty million people watched you get dragged up."

Chen He patted Song Yuqi on the shoulder and said earnestly, "Yuqi, you are now the girlfriend recognized by the whole nation."

Song Yuqi wanted to slap his hand away, but the words "girlfriend" rushed into her mind, and her ears started burning again.

She and Jiang Che didn't explain anything clearly.

He chose her last night, but what happened after that? He didn't say anything. She didn't ask anything either.

The two went back to their respective rooms and spent the night without saying another word.

"Alright, stop teasing her."

Lu Han walked over carrying bottled water and handed one to Song Yuqi, saying, "Your face is almost burning."

Dilraba walked over from the other side, her sun-protective clothing zipped up to the maximum and her hat brim pulled low.

As she passed by Song Yuqi, she didn't stop, but just glanced at her before walking over to stand next to Lu Han.

He didn't say anything.

Just like his departing figure last night, decisive.

Song Yuqi didn't expect Dilraba to react this way.

She thought there would be at least a few more rounds today, but nothing happened.

This feeling only made her more uneasy.

"Here he comes!" Wu Zheng emerged from behind the display board, holding a stack of cards in his hand.

"Today's sponsor is a high-end sunscreen brand, and they asked us to do something related to 'protection'."

Deng Chao raised his hand: "Protect? Protect what? Protect my wallet? My wallet is empty."

"Protect your partner."

Wu Zheng pointed to the display board, "The game is called Human Sunscreen Wall. It's a two-person team, one person acts as the wall and the other as the flower."

"The team must use their bodies to block water balls flying from all directions. Each time a player is hit, one point is deducted. The team with the fewest hits within five minutes wins."

Chen He immediately became anxious upon hearing this: "A water balloon? How big is it?"

Staff pushed a cart full of water balloons the size of volleyballs from the side.

"Does it hurt if this thing hits you?" Deng Chao pinched one and squeezed it hard, water seeping out from the membrane.

"It doesn't hurt."

Wu Zheng made a solemn vow.

Deng Chao looked at him for three seconds, then slapped the water balloon onto Wu Zheng's stomach.

Water splashed everywhere, and Wu Zheng's white undershirt was instantly soaked through.

"you!"

"Doesn't it hurt?" Deng Chao smiled innocently.

Wu Zheng gritted his teeth: "Group them! Continue with yesterday's pairings! Jiang Che and Song Yuqi in one group, Dilraba and Lu Han in one group, Deng Chao and Chen He in one group!"

Song Yuqi looked at Jiang Che.

Jiang Che stood two steps to her left, looking down at his phone, seemingly not listening to the rules at all.

Jiang Che.

"Um."

"Will you be the wall, or will I?"

Jiang Che looked up and gave her a look that said, "What nonsense are you asking?"

What do you think?

Okay, she asked a stupid question.

Wu Zheng continued to add to the rules: "Note that the person acting as the wall cannot catch the ball with their hands or use any props; they can only block with their body. However..."

He held up one finger.

"The flower can move on its own, the wall must follow the flower, and the distance between the two people cannot exceed half a meter."

"besides."

Wu Zheng smiled meaningfully.

"The person on the other side who's responsible for throwing water balloons can specify which part of the flower to throw at. As long as the wall doesn't block it, it's considered hit."

Deng Chao immediately perked up: "Any part?"

"right."

"Can I throw it in someone's face?"

Wu Zheng nodded.

Deng Chao rubbed his hands together: "Old Jiang, you're finished."

Jiang Che put his phone in his pocket and glanced at Deng Chao: "You should worry about whether Chen He can keep your face."

"Me, the flower?" Deng Chao turned to look at Chen He. "You, the wall?"

Chen He looked Deng Chao up and down: "You think I can stop you?"

Lu Han quietly raised her hand and asked, "Can I switch groups?"

Dilraba pushed up her sunglasses: "Little brother, just stand still and don't move. I'll hide myself."

First round matchup: Jiang Che and Song Yuqi vs. Deng Chao and Chen He.

Both sides are in position.

Song Yuqi stood in the drawn circle, and Jiang Che stood directly in front of her, with his back to the cannon emplacement opposite.

The distance between the two was measured by the referee with a measuring tape, and it was exactly half a meter.

"Don't run around when the ball comes."

Jiang Che didn't turn around; the voice came from in front.

"I'm not stupid."

"You're not stupid, but you have short legs. If you run, I can't keep up, and the ball will just hit you in the face."

"Jiang Che, can't you watch your mouth?"

On the opposite side, Deng Chao and Chen He each held five water balloons and squatted behind the throwing line three meters away.

Deng Chaochong shouted, "Old Jiang! Don't blame me for not showing brotherly loyalty! I was aiming for the top of Yuqi's head!"

Chen He added, "I was aiming at her left shoulder!"

Jiang Che ignored them.

The whistle blows.

The first water balloon flew out of Deng Chao's hand at a fast speed, heading straight for Song Yuqi's head.

Jiang Che sidestepped and blocked the water ball, which hit his shoulder and splashed water everywhere.

Song Yuqi dodged, her back bumping into Jiang Che's chest.

"Don't move."

Your clothes are wet.

The second one flew from Chen He's direction, at a tricky angle, grazing Jiang Che's waist and heading towards Song Yuqi's forearm.

Jiang Che reacted extremely quickly, shifting his body to the side and using his back waist to block the ball.

Water dripped down his undershirt, the soaked fabric clinging to his back, clearly showing the lines of his muscles.

Song Yuqi's gaze was uncontrollably fixed on the soaked fabric.

"Song Yuqi".

"what?"

"Look ahead."

She quickly looked away.

The third and fourth balls flew in one after another, and Deng Chao started to play tricks, throwing two balls at the same time from different directions.

Jiang Che couldn't block both sides at the same time, so he turned to face Song Yuqi, spread his arms, and covered her whole body in his shadow.

The water balloon hit his back with a dull thud.

Song Yuqi was surrounded by him, and when she looked up, all she could see was his collarbone and chin.

Water droplets slid down the collar of her T-shirt, and one landed on the back of her hand.

It's cold.

But her face was burning hot.

"Jiang Che...does your back hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt."