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

Jiang Che held the pressurized water gun in one hand, taking a leisurely pace.

On the hillside, Chen He ran, panting heavily, his fat jiggling up and down with each jolt.

"Lyricist! Fire!"

Chen He howled as he hid behind Deng Chao.

"They were carrying huge loads; one sip and their clothes would be soaked!"

Three men in black surrounded Chen He, who was running in the lead, and their guns were all locked on.

Jiang Che stood still and fired a single shot.

A powerful stream of water shot through the air and struck the leader of the men in black precisely on his goggles.

With his vision obstructed, the man in black slipped and stumbled on the muddy ground.

Jiang Che pushed off with his toes and charged up the hillside.

The second man in black hurriedly pulled the trigger, the water grazing Jiang Che's shoulder.

Jiang Che sidestepped to avoid the attack and swept the water gun in his hand.

The powerful jet of water struck the man in black directly on the wrist.

The man in black cried out in pain, and the water gun slipped from his hand and fell into the bushes.

Jiang Che reached out with his right hand and snatched the bronze key from the other person's waist.

The third man in black turned to retreat upon seeing this, but Deng Chao, who had caught up, grabbed his leg.

"Crane! Tear him apart!"

Deng Chao shouted at the top of his lungs.

Chen He, with her pregnant belly, lunged forward and used both hands to snatch the last key from the man in black's waist.

The battle ended in less than a minute.

The three men in black, soaked to the bone, looked at each other, frozen in place, too stunned to move.

Chen He held the key high above his head and laughed loudly.

"Who else!"

"Wu Zheng, did you send these people here to deliver takeout?"

Song Yuqi and Lu Han walked over carrying insulated food containers, their faces full of smiles.

"Brother Chao, Brother He, are you alright?"

Song Yuqi asked with concern.

Deng Chao rubbed his lower back, panting heavily as he waved his hand.

"It's nothing, I was just almost crushed to death by Chen He's bulk."

Chen He handed the keys to Song Yuqi with a broad smile.

"Yuqi, you've worked hard managing the accounts. Here, the key is yours."

Song Yuqi took the keys and counted her spoils.

"The keys to all five outposts are complete."

Lu Han opened the insulated box and took out all the breakfast inside.

Steaming hot seafood congee, golden and crispy freshly baked croissants, and piping hot beef noodles.

The five people sat down at a wooden table in a clearing in the woods and began to enjoy a hearty breakfast.

Chen He grabbed a croissant and took a bite, crumbs falling all over his mouth.

"It smells delicious. Wu Zheng really went all out on the food."

Deng Chao took a big gulp of seafood porridge and sighed contentedly.

"Of course, it was the production team's public funds that were spent. It's Wu Zheng who feels sorry for them."

Song Yuqi picked up a spoon, scooped up a spoonful of seafood porridge, and blew on it to cool it down.

She naturally held the spoon to Jiang Che's lips.

"Try this shrimp, it's incredibly tender."

Jiang Che opened his mouth and ate it, then casually pulled out a tissue to wipe away the little bit of soup that was stuck to the corner of her mouth.

"It's alright, but not as good as yours."

Song Yuqi blinked and muttered softly.

"When did I ever make you seafood porridge?"

Jiang Che looked at her calmly.

"I dreamt about it last night."

A light blush rose to Song Yuqi's cheeks, and she raised her hand to pat Jiang Che's arm.

"The camera is still rolling, be serious."

Chen He, sitting opposite him, was holding half a steamed bun in his hand, his expression frozen.

He turned to look at Deng Chao.

"Brother Chao, I suddenly don't find the steamed bun in my hand tastes good anymore."

Deng Chao rolled his eyes and turned his head to the other side.

"Just eat your food, there's enough to keep you quiet."

Lu Han silently moved two stools to the side with the milk, creating a safe distance.

"I suggest that we book a private box for the two of them when we record shows in the future."

"I agree!"

Chen He raised both hands in agreement.

"If I keep looking at this, my blood pressure is likely to rise as a single person."

Song Yuqi buried her head in the bowl, pretending to concentrate on drinking the porridge, but her ears turned bright red.

Jiang Che, on the other hand, remained calm and picked up a beef sandwich, unwrapped it, and placed it on Song Yuqi's plate.

"Eat more, we still have a lot to visit today."

In the makeshift monitoring room, Wu Zheng stared at the screen through gritted teeth.

The assistant director carefully handed him a glass of warm water.

"Director Wu, calm down. They've breached all five strongholds."

Wu Zheng pushed the water glass away, the veins on his forehead throbbing slightly.

"What are these men in black doing?"

"Five of them can't beat one Jiang Che?"

The assistant director coughed lightly and explained in a low voice.

"Jiang Che's reaction speed is too fast, and they wear name tags on their chests, completely unpredictable."

Wu Zheng slammed his hand on the table and stood up.

"Change the rules!"

"Connect me to the broadcast immediately!"

Five people were having a lively meal at a wooden table in the woods.

The loudspeaker on the tree trunk emitted a piercing electrical sound again.

Wu Zheng's sarcastic voice drifted through the loudspeaker.

Congratulations on successfully passing the first stage.

"But the real challenge has only just begun."

Chen He put down the bowl in his hand and shouted into the loudspeaker.

"Director Wu, is this ever going to end? It's so early in the morning!"

Wu Zheng sneered.

"West Island Battle Royale Phase Two Officially Launched!"

"The exits to the forest park have been locked."

"In five minutes, the Ultimate Hunter team will enter the park to clear it out."

"Each member whose name tag is torn off by the ultimate hunter will have 1,000 yuan deducted from their budget!"

Song Yuqi's expression changed slightly, and she put down the spoon in her hand.

"Deduct a thousand? Didn't you just say five hundred?"

Wu Zheng's voice on the radio was filled with the pleasure of revenge.

"Ultimate Hunter, difficulty increased, punishment naturally doubled."

"To open the park gates, you must go to the clock tower in the central square and obtain a password card."

"Good luck to you."

The broadcast stopped abruptly.

Deng Chao immediately stood up and brushed the bread crumbs off his pants.

"This old bastard got angry and started to disregard martial ethics."

Lu Han threw the empty milk carton into the trash can, her expression turning serious.

"The ultimate hunter is definitely not an ordinary stagehand, everyone be careful."

"Lyricist, this time I'm really counting on you. If my 1,000 yuan budget is deducted, I'll be starving for the next two days."

Jiang Che stood up and pulled Song Yuqi to his side.

He reached out and helped Song Yuqi straighten the zipper of her sun-protective clothing.

"Follow me, don't fall behind."

Song Yuqi gripped his clothes tightly and nodded vigorously.

"Yes, I'm not afraid."

The five quickly packed their belongings and hurried toward the central square.

A gentle breeze rustled through the treetops, and heavy footsteps echoed through the woods.

Four burly men, each over 1.9 meters tall and with robust builds, emerged from the corner of the forest path.

Their arms were muscular and well-defined, their steps were steady and powerful, and their eyes were full of intimidation.

Chen He was startled and instinctively took a step back.

"Which Sanda team did they borrow this foreign aid from?"

Deng Chao was also a little uneasy, so he pulled Lu Han back.

"Jiang Che, these guys look really tough to mess with."

The burly man at the head of the group stared at the two name tags on Jiang Che's chest and strode closer.

Without any further words, the other party reached out a large hand and grabbed at Jiang Che's chest.

Jiang Che remained calm, his steps slightly shifting, his body gliding away like a fish.

The burly man grabbed at empty air, his arm creating a whooshing sound.

Jiang Che seized the opportunity to grab the other's wrist, pulled forward with the force, and at the same time, precisely pinned the other's ankle with his right foot.

The burly man lost his balance and fell forward, crashing heavily onto the grass.

Seeing this, the other three hunters surrounded them at the same time.

Deng Chao, seeing an opportunity, shouted loudly.

"Attack Zhao by besieging Wei! Charge!"

Deng Chao and Lu Han each grabbed a hunter's arm, one on each side, using their full weight to slow down the other's movements.

Although Chen He was scared, he gritted his teeth and rushed forward, hanging on the back of the third hunter.

"Lyricist! Quick, take Yuqi and run!"

Chen He's face turned red as he forcefully tightened his grip on the other person's neck.

Without hesitation, Jiang Che took Song Yuqi's hand and slipped through the gap in the encirclement.

"Let's go to the clock tower!"

Song Yuqi followed closely behind Jiang Che, her steps quick.

The sea breeze brushed past their ears, and their hands were tightly clasped together.

Looking at Jiang Che's broad back, Song Yuqi's heart was pounding so fast it was hard to calm down.

They walked through a sea of ​​flowers, and soon the white spire of a clock tower appeared ahead.

On the stone platform below the clock tower, a combination lock box is placed neatly.

Song Yuqi let go of his hand and ran forward quickly.

A four-digit password needs to be entered on the top of the box.

"Jiang Che, a password is required!"

Song Yuqi looked at the screen with some anxiety.

Jiang Che walked to the stone platform and glanced at the clock hands at the top of the clock tower.

The hands stopped at 10:15.

1015.

Jiang Che announced four numbers.

Song Yuqi paused slightly in her movements and turned to look at him.

October 15th was the day of her solo tour two years ago.

It was also the day Jiang Che gave her seven bouquets of red roses.

Song Yuqi pursed her lips and pressed the four buttons: 1015.

With a crisp beep, the combination lock box popped open.

Inside lay a golden pass card.

Song Yuqi picked up the magnetic card, her eyes welling up with tears.

How did you know the password was this?

Jiang Che walked up to her and raised his hand to wipe the fine sweat from her bangs.

"Wu Zheng's thoughts are easy to guess; he likes to use these self-proclaimed romantic tricks."

Song Yuqi looked up at him and smiled brightly.

"That's really romantic."

Jiang Che grasped her wrist and pulled her into his arms.

"Got the card, time to go rescue those three people."

From the distant woods came Chen He's pitiful howls.

"Jiang Che! Help! My pants are going to be ripped off!"

Song Yuqi couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Jiang Che picked up the water gun that the man in black had dropped earlier and handed it to Song Yuqi.

"Let's go, Manager Song, I'll clear the area for you."

The two walked out of the clock tower side by side, bathed in the golden morning light.

Deng Chao and Lu Han were hiding awkwardly behind the bushes, while Chen He was being grabbed by the back of his collar by a hunter.

Jiang Che raised the water gun and aimed it at the hunter.

A stream of water hit the other person directly in the face.

The hunter released his grip, and Chen He rolled into the grass on the ground, getting up covered in dirt.

Song Yuqi also raised her small water gun and sprayed it at another hunter.

Water splashed everywhere, forcing the hunters to retreat repeatedly.

"Run towards the gate!"

Jiang Che shouted.

The five of them joined together and rushed towards the main gate of the forest park.

Song Yuqi placed the gold magnetic card on the sensor area.

The iron gate made a crisp clicking sound as it slowly slid open to both sides.

The five people filed out and rushed to the sightseeing bus outside the park.

Chen He slumped into the car seat, panting heavily.

"We survived! We survived!"

Deng Chao wiped the mud off his face and turned to look at the camera.

"Wu Zheng, you've saved the two thousand yuan, and you've even had breakfast. Aren't you angry?"

Song Yuqi sat next to Jiang Che, resting her head on his shoulder, her eyes crinkling with laughter.

Jiang Che stretched out an arm and naturally put his arm around her shoulder, pulling her into his embrace.