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

Lu Han stared at the folded newspaper, which was only the size of a cell phone, and then plopped down on the ground and gave up.

He pointed at the scraps of paper on the ground and shouted, "Old Wu, you might as well just let us step on a needle! What's the point of this?!"

Chen He picked up the newspaper and gestured it across Deng Chao's large face.

He mocked vehemently, "Old Deng, this newspaper isn't even as big as your face. How are people supposed to stand here?"

Deng Chao kicked him, glaring and yelling, "Get lost! You think your face is small? Try doing a handstand on your nose for ten seconds!"

Lee Jae-ha held up a megaphone, grinning like a fox that had just stolen some fish.

"The point of games is to push your limits. Right now, only Jiang Che's team is left. If they also fail, everyone will be punished."

All eyes in the room immediately turned to Jiang Che and Song Yuqi.

The newspaper, about the size of a cell phone, sat forlornly on the floor, looking quite like a joke.

Song Yuqi stared at the small piece of paper, her cheeks starting to burn.

She turned to Wu Zheng off-camera and fired, "Director Wu, is your show some kind of acrobatic talent competition?"

Wu Zheng, holding his thermos, blew on the tea leaves and grinned, his face crinkling with wrinkles. "What's wrong? Even the great lyricist has his off days?"

Jiang Che turned his head, his gaze sweeping coolly over Wu Zheng, a slight smirk playing on his lips: "That's a crude way to provoke someone."

He turned his gaze back to Song Yuqi and calmly asked, "Come on up, or admit defeat?"

Song Yuqi gritted her teeth, and the stubbornness in her heart rose up. Why should she admit defeat!

But how can one stand in such a place where there's barely enough room to put one foot?

"Come here." Jiang Che stretched out his right hand to her, palm up.

As Song Yuqi took a step closer, she lightly placed her fingers on his forearm.

Jiang Che suddenly stepped forward, wrapped his left arm around her waist, and lifted her up in one arm.

"Ah!" Song Yuqi exclaimed in surprise.

The feeling of weightlessness made her instinctively wrap her arms tightly around his neck.

Jiang Che took the opportunity to step on the newspaper, which was about the size of a mobile phone, with one foot, while the other leg was slightly raised and suspended in the air.

He tightened his core, his body like a firmly rooted stone pillar, standing extremely stable.

"Holy crap!" Chen He exclaimed, his eyes wide like saucers. "Jiang Che, is your back made of titanium alloy?"

Lu Han jumped up, holding a megaphone and shouting, "Foul! Referee! He's standing on one leg!"

Lee Jae-ha, holding a megaphone, retorted with a smile: "The rules only say that your feet can't touch the floor outside of the newspaper, they don't say that both feet have to be on the newspaper."

"Report invalid!"

Deng Chao rubbed his hands together and moved closer to Chen He, bumping his shoulder and teasing him in a cheeky manner.

"Old Chen, learn this, this is what you call core strength. With your weak back, you probably couldn't even support a husky."

Song Yuqi clung to Jiang Che, her cheeks burning.

She's wearing a cropped, fitted T-shirt today.

Jiang Che's large, burning hot hand brazenly gripped her lower back, the heat making her body tense.

His muscular chest was right in front of me.

The man's breathing was steady and powerful, brushing against her earlobe, bringing a tingling sensation.

"You...you need to be careful." Song Yuqi lowered her voice, and even the base of her neck turned pink.

"Just don't move around." Jiang Che's voice was very low.

This girl looks thin, but when you hold her in your arms, she's surprisingly chubby and has plenty of curves in all the right places.

He suppressed his emotions, staring intently at the countdown screen in front of him, gritting his teeth, "Five seconds left."

"Wow, Teacher Jiang has amazing stamina!" Xiao Juan muttered softly in Korean, her eyes shining brightly.

"Three, two, one!"

"Time's up! Jiang Che's team wins!" Lee Jae-ha blew his whistle loudly.

As soon as Jiang Che let go, Song Yuqi immediately bounced backward.

She frantically straightened her slightly curled T-shirt, her eyes avoiding looking at the camera.

He thought to himself, "Oh no, I'm going to get tortured by the girl group members soon."

"Word Master, you're awesome." Wang Mian gave a thumbs up, grinning from ear to ear. "You not only won the game, but you also showed off your waist strength."

"What do you mean by showing off your waist strength? This is for the honor of the team!" Song Yuqi retorted stubbornly.

As a result, even Miyeon on the other side was covering her mouth and chuckling, making her wish she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Lee Jae-ha handed over the microphone: "Winning team, who do you want to be punished or do something?"

Song Yuqi's eyes darted around, and her gaze precisely locked onto Deng Chao and Chen He, who were still grinning from ear to ear beside her.

Those two old foxes were the most vocal in their argument just now!

"Brother Chao, Brother He, weren't you two just complaining that the newspaper game was too easy?"

Song Yuqi raised the microphone, grinning mischievously, and said, "Then why don't you two hug each other, stand on one leg for ten seconds, and show us what you've got?"

Deng Chao's face immediately fell, and he waved his hands repeatedly, saying, "Yuqi, we're family! You can't be so biased towards the Huangpu River!"

Jiang Che, hands in his pockets, calmly added fuel to the fire: "Your family should take the lead. Brother Chao, don't back down."

Deng Chao and Chen He could only awkwardly hug each other in front of the camera with bitter faces, barely managing to stand on one leg like golden roosters.

The two of them, weighing a combined 300-plus kilograms, swayed for less than three seconds.

With screams of pain, the two of them crashed heavily onto the mat.

His comical, sprawling appearance drew laughter from the entire audience.

Song Yuqi raised her chin in satisfaction.

Holding the microphone, she glanced enigmatically at the (G)I-DLE members' area.

"It's no fun just punishing the older brothers." Song Yuqi revealed a "kind" smile. "Who was laughing the loudest just now?"

Mei Yan was startled and retreated repeatedly.

She grabbed Shuhua, who was standing next to her, and used her as a shield: "It wasn't me! I didn't! It was Shuhua who laughed!"

Shu Hua's eyes widened, and she shouted in a Taiwanese accent, "Zhao Meiyan, you betrayed me! You were the one who muttered that Jiang Che's waist was so strong!"

These words were amplified and instantly spread throughout the entire recording studio.

The entire room fell silent for a second.

Immediately afterwards, Deng Chao and Chen He burst into wild laughter.

Lu Han laughed so hard that she squatted down on the ground and couldn't straighten up.

Song Yuqi's face flushed red instantly, and she stomped her foot in embarrassment and anger: "Ye Shuhua! Shut up!"

Jiang Che stood behind, suppressing a laugh.

His gaze toward the girl was full of mischievous amusement.

"Since you two are so energetic," Song Yuqi said through gritted teeth, pointing at Meiyan and Shuhua, "then you two, take turns carrying each other in a princess carry and walk around the field three times!"

"Ah?!" Mei Yan and Shu Hua both screamed at the same time.

Xiao Juan and Minnie laughed so hard they slapped their thighs.

As a result, Song Yuqi glared at her coldly.

"You two shouldn't just sit idly by either," Song Yuqi continued to give instructions.

"Xiaojuan, Minnie, you two are responsible for singing the instrumental version of 'Romantic Love' on the sidelines! Don't sing off-key!"

The scene instantly descended into chaos.

Meiyan, wearing sneakers, tried to hug Shuhua, but Shuhua pushed her away in disgust.

The two rolled around on the mat, completely disregarding their image.

Xiao Juan and Minnie could only force a smile and sing "Say How Much You Love Me" in broken Chinese.

The tune was so off-key that even Jiang Che, the original author, could barely recognize it.

Wu Zheng and Li Zaihe sat behind the monitor, watching the chaotic and hilarious scene unfold.

The two old foxes exchanged a knowing glance.

The ratings for this collaboration are absolutely guaranteed.