The dating reality show host just wanted to give up, but the rich girl fell for him.

The leaping campfire cast a subtle, chilling shadow on Zhou Yuxuan's face, which should have been full of affection.

His gaze was like a poisoned knife, fixed on Lin Mo sitting in the corner.

To be precise, it was staring at Lin Mo's slender hands, which were still glistening with juice after peeling a peach.

"Don't you like to use these hands to curry favor?" Zhou Yuxuan sneered inwardly.

He had done his homework. A few days ago, during the live stream, while waiting for the lard in the pot to melt, Lin Mo casually picked up the old wooden guitar in the villa and strummed a few chords.

He played the most basic "C-Am-FG" pattern and casually hummed a very common, overused pop song.

In the eyes of a top musician like Zhou Yuxuan, he was a complete novice, not even a beginner.

"Since you only have a smattering of skills, then I'll show you what true talent is in front of tens of millions of people."

Zhou Yuxuan took a deep breath and withdrew his malicious gaze.

He naturally adjusted the microphone angle, and once again donned that flawless top idol mask.

"The love song we just heard seemed to have made everyone a little too quiet."

Zhou Yuxuan faced the camera, a confident smile curving his lips.

"How can a beach night be complete without a passionate encounter?"

He didn't give anyone a chance to respond, his slender fingers landing directly on the strings.

"Next, I'll play a purely instrumental fingerstyle etude for you to warm up."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Yuxuan's eyes instantly became particularly sharp.

"Clang clang clang clang—!"

Without any build-up, a burst of extremely dense and breathtakingly fast guitar notes poured out from his fingertips like a storm!

"remember"!

This is a very famous piece in the classical music world, used to showcase absolute speed and skill in extremely difficult pieces.

Zhou Yuxuan dared to play this song directly in front of tens of millions of people online, proving that he really has some skills.

His right hand held a pick, frantically strumming the strings so fast that only a blurry afterimage could be seen.

His left hand was frantically sliding up and down and switching frets on the guitar.

Vibrato, striking the string, and plucking the string.

He skillfully combined various advanced techniques.

The dense musical notes sounded like a swarm of extremely frantic wild bees, swirling and dancing wildly above the beach!

Holy crap!

Zhao Kuo, who was watching from the side, almost popped his eyes out and couldn't help but swear.

Lin Chacha was so excited that she covered her mouth, her whole body trembling slightly.

"That's so cool... that hand speed is simply superhuman!"

Even the director filming couldn't resist having the cameraman give Zhou Yuxuan's hands an extremely stunning ultra-high-definition close-up.

In this close-up shot, Zhou Yuxuan's fingers appear to have exceeded their physical limits.

Every note was precise and flawless, arrogantly showcasing the hard-earned skills he had cultivated since childhood.

The millions of fans in the live stream were completely swept up in a frenzy at that moment.

【Aaaaaaah! I'm going crazy! My brother's hand speed is unbeatable!】

This is the absolute dominance of Asia's top stars! Where are those haters who say he only relies on his looks? Come out and take your punishment!

[Incredible! The BPM of this song "Memories" is at least 170! This is something not just anyone can play!]

[A true dimensional reduction attack! This is the real dimensional reduction attack! Did that chef who only knows how to slice peaches understand this?]

[Warning: High-energy content ahead! Everyone, please stand up for the brother's solo skill showcase!]

One minute later.

Accompanied by a final, high-pitched strumming chord.

Zhou Yuxuan suddenly pulled his left hand back, while his right hand drew an extremely cool arc in mid-air.

The music stopped abruptly.

The entire beach was deathly silent except for the sound of waves crashing against the rocks.

Immediately afterwards, a burst of exaggerated cheers and applause erupted, almost lifting the night sky.

Zhou Yuxuan was breathing heavily.

Because of the intense hand movements and emotional exertion he had just undergone, a fine layer of sweat had formed on his forehead.

He casually brushed the stray hairs from his forehead and gently wiped away the sweat with the back of his hand.

This action once again triggered screams from the female fans in the live stream.

Zhou Yuxuan thoroughly enjoyed the attention he received and the royal treatment he was given.

But he did not forget his true purpose in playing this piece.

He turned his head and deliberately pointed the microphone in his hand at Lin Mo, who was sitting in the far corner.

At that moment, Lin Mo had just fed the last piece of peach into Jiang Ruoyun's mouth.

He was disgusted as he pulled out a wet wipe from the side and slowly wiped the sticky peach juice off his fingers.

He didn't even lift an eyelid at the earth-shattering guitar solo he had just witnessed.

Looking at Lin Mo's unyielding, deadpan expression, Zhou Yuxuan felt a surge of anger rising within him once more.

He held the microphone, a provocative and suggestive smile playing on his lips.

"Lin Mo".

Zhou Yuxuan called out names directly, his voice echoing across the entire beach through high-powered speakers.

"I saw you strumming the guitar in the lobby a couple of days ago. Although you only know a few basic chords, it shows you have some interest in music."

He paused, his gaze sweeping boldly over Lin Mo's long, slender hands.

"However, there are no shortcuts to playing the guitar. It all comes down to absolute hand speed and finger endurance."

"When you cut fruit, your fingers are quite long and nimble."

"Why don't you try this more difficult one?"

At this point, Zhou Yuxuan's tone suddenly became somewhat frivolous, carrying an extremely greasy kind of banter between men.

He deliberately dragged out the last syllable, speaking very clearly into the microphone:

"After all, we're all men."

"Having faster hand speed and better finger strength and endurance is never a bad thing, right?"

"boom!"

The moment those words were spoken, the atmosphere on the entire beach instantly became eerie.

This is a pun with strong color and almost no attempt to conceal its yellow hue.

It's like a drop of murky engine oil falling into a pot of clear soup.

Everyone present was an adult, a handsome man and a beautiful woman who worked in the entertainment industry. How could they not understand the extremely vulgar implications in his words?

"Pfft—Hahahaha!"

Zhao Kuo was the first to react.

He laughed in an extremely lewd manner, even winking at Zhou Yuxuan in a playful manner.

"Jay Chow is right! For men, hand speed and stamina are crucial indicators!"

Zhao Kuo laughed as he looked at Lin Mo with malice.

"Brother Lin, don't try to fool us with that song from the other day! Knowing only a few C chords doesn't prove your 'endurance'!"

"You spend all day in the kitchen tossing food in the wok, your arm and finger strength must be pretty good, right? Come up and show everyone!"

Several male cameramen and staff members who were filming couldn't help but let out a few suppressed, tacit laughs.

Lin Chacha then covered her flushed cheeks in an affected manner.

"Ugh, what are you guys talking about? I don't understand a word! How annoying!"

This kind of "brotherly chime-up," filled with male gazes and vulgar, tasteless humor, instantly plunged the entire scene into a foul atmosphere.

The live stream chat exploded with excitement.

The comments section instantly split into two extreme camps, and a frenzied war of words ensued.

[Hahaha! Jay Chou's driving was so sudden! The car wheel ran right over my face!]

[I get it instantly! Help, I'm smeared! So even top celebrities are this knowledgeable in private?]

[Zhao Kuo's straight man act is brilliant! Lin Shen, a real man shouldn't back down! Go up and race him!]

Is it just me who finds this greasy and disgusting?

Using such vulgar puns to subtly insult and provoke an ordinary person in a live stream with tens of millions of viewers—that's truly appalling.

[What do you mean by "lowbrow"? Our brother was clearly discussing guitar techniques objectively! It's your own filthy thinking that's the problem!]

[As a complete bystander, I really think Zhou Yuxuan's actions were beneath him. Knowing that Lin Mo can only play a few basic chords, he still had to use "Memories" to belittle him. Isn't that pure bullying?]

In a corner of the beach.

Lin Mo paused slightly as he wiped his hands.

He slowly raised his eyelids, and a cold indifference, as if looking at an idiot, flashed in his deep, lifeless eyes.

"Are these people's brains filled with pig intestines?"

Lin Mo rolled his eyes inwardly, speechless.

In his previous life, he was an all-around scholar who was proficient in all the arts, including music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. What grand occasions hadn't he seen?

"Memories"? That was just a beginner piece he casually played to get his fingers moving back then.

Just a couple of days ago, he was bored and casually strummed a few chords on his guitar to pass the time. Surprisingly, these frogs in a well mistook him for a novice who only knew basic operations.

Just as Lin Mo was about to speak, to use the most perfunctory tone to refuse this boring monkey show, and then go back to sleep...

The air pressure around him suddenly dropped to freezing point at an extremely terrifying speed.

Jiang Ruoyun was originally enjoying the sweet taste of the peach in her mouth.

His face instantly turned cold.

That coldness wasn't the aloof persona she usually puts on in front of the camera.

Rather, it is the extremely terrifying sense of oppression emanating from a powerful family after someone has been in a position of power for a long time and whose absolute taboo has been touched!

Who is Jiang Ruoyun?

The sole heir to the Jiang Group, the most powerful conglomerate in Beijing's financial circles.

From a young age, she was exposed to the best resources, the most refined art, and the most respectable social interactions.

Deep down, she despises the greasy, vulgar, and foul-smelling drinking culture in the entertainment industry.

not to mention.

Zhou Yuxuan, this somewhat greasy peacock man, is now not only making lewd jokes.

The person he was implying was the man who had just spent half a day peeling peaches for her and whom she considered her most important "dining buddy"!

It was still that man who gently wiped the sauce from her lips with his thumb!

"Snapped!"

Jiang Ruoyun forcefully slammed the tissue she was using to wipe her hands onto the folding table next to her.

The sharp sound was abrupt and extremely jarring on the beach, which was filled with laughter.

Zhao Kuo's laughter stopped abruptly, like a duck being choked, forcibly suppressing the rest of his laughter.

Zhou Yuxuan's smug expression froze instantly, and he looked at Jiang Ruoyun, who was exuding a powerful aura, with some surprise.

Jiang Ruoyun's peach blossom eyes seemed to be covered with a thick layer of ice.

She stared intently at Zhou Yuxuan, who was holding the microphone, her chest heaving slightly with extreme anger.

Jiang Ruoyun couldn't stand it when others used such vulgar language to subtly criticize Lin Mo.

In her world, Lin Mo's hands were meant to create stunning state banquets and to carve exquisite wooden hairpins.

How could we allow such a clown to insult us with such vulgar language?!

She was about to stand up, point her finger at Zhou Yuxuan's nose, and tell him to take his broken guitar and get lost.

A large, rough hand that also carries a faint scent of peaches.

But suddenly, with remarkable composure, he pressed down on her shoulder.