Chapter 53 Waves

The sea was azure, the sky blue, the sun blazing high and blinding. Coconut trees were everywhere, and on the beach were guests dressed casually as if on vacation, and staff still running around, almost exhausted from their work.

Under the sunshade tent, Ying Zhisheng was building a sand castle according to Lou Sheng's instructions.

Lou Sheng approached the people around him to cool him down and complained, "That's not the case. Try pouring some more water."

"What kind do you want?"

Lou Sheng couldn't put it into words again. He had a general idea in his mind but couldn't describe it completely in a few words.

Ying Zhisheng smiled and wrote Lou Sheng's name on the beach with his slender fingers.

Over there, Zhou Haoji, wearing a floral shirt, chatted and laughed with his assistant, as if the online turmoil had no effect on him at all. In fact, he kept looking down at the comments section and posts, his phone flashing on and off, and he was almost driven crazy by Zhang Luheng's stupid behavior.

"This Ying Zhisheng is quite boring. Such a big star is squatting on the ground playing with sand. He can play so enthusiastically by himself. How unsociable must he be."

Zhou Haoji was applying sunscreen while talking, and he saw Jian Qian and Qi Chang wearing short tops and shorts and sun-protective jackets and going to the beach to play in the water.

"These two girls are singers, but they have pretty good figures."

This was a greasy, ignorant comment. The assistant wanted to tell Zhou Haoji that these two girls were his seniors and he should be careful with his words, but he swallowed the words back.

Jian Qian, who knew nothing about it, noticed that Zhou Haoji was still waving and greeting enthusiastically: "Brother Haoji, what are you looking at? Come and take a walk!"

"No, no, sister. I have to conserve my energy. I don't know what tricks the production crew will come up with later."

Jian Qian pulled Qi Chang closer and joked with a smile, "You guys really care about your appearance. You apply sunscreen more carefully than I do. As for Ying Zhisheng, I don't think I've seen him apply sunscreen."

Qi Chang recalled: "Ying Zhisheng doesn't seem to pay much attention to these things. He even got a tan two years ago, but now his skin is white again. He has a natural good foundation."

At this moment, Zhou Haoji could tolerate the gossip and ridicule of others, but he couldn't stand any praise for Ying Zhisheng. It felt like a hard stone was lodged in his heart, and a swarm of ants was crawling around. He couldn't even control his expression.

"Hey, Zhou Haoji!" Zhao Qingchu was so happy that he danced with joy. He ran over and asked at the top of his voice, "What's going on between you and Zhang Luheng?"

"I'm not saying anything mean to you, but how could you, at such a young age, be so disliked by others? My dad has a secret recipe for this, would you like to try it?"

Everyone knew what he was talking about. Jian Qian couldn't help but burst out laughing, earning Zhou Haoji a sinister glare.

Qi Chang turned sideways to block his view: "If Zhao Qingchu asked, why are you glaring at Jian Qian? You're a coward who bullies the weak and fears the strong."

"What the hell did you say!?"

"Isn't what I said the truth?!"

"I tell you, everything that happened on the Internet was directed and acted by Zhang Luheng herself! She plotted to frame me, and I have nothing to do with her!" Zhou Haoji's eyes were bright, as if he was telling the truth, but this explanation was totally untenable.

Jian Qian said to him: "Oh, now is not the time to hug my waist and kiss me."

"Hahahahahahahahaha..." The culprit, Zhao Qingchu, was practically bursting into tears with laughter. Bullying someone's best friend had incurred public outrage! Tit for tat, remembering how Zhou Haoji and Bai Cheng had the entire crew bullying and ostracizing him.

Wearing sunglasses, Zhao Wu saw clearly the disputes and conflicts among several guests. The director had already lost confidence before the show even started.

Ying Zhisheng was squatting on the ground playing with sand. He was probably mentally ill.

Zhou Haoji has conflicts with Jian Qian, Qi Chang and Zhao Qingchu. This is like a piece of shit stuck on the shoe, which makes people dislike him everywhere.

Gao Yixuan, wrapped in a blanket, shivered in the scorching heat. Bai Cheng stared blankly ahead, his nerves flaring and his suspicions flaring up at the slightest sound of voice.

All crazy.

Zhao Wu, exhausted both physically and mentally, lay back in a chair, sipping iced juice and sighing, "Alas, I won't be broadcasting live this time. I'll record it and edit it before releasing it. That way, at least we'll have insurance, and won't have any unexpected events spread all over the internet."

After thinking about it carefully, Liu Qifeng felt that this was a good idea. After all, the tolerance rate of live variety shows was too low.

At six o'clock in the evening, when it was completely dark, the show finally started filming.

The guests finished their makeup and waited for the program crew's arrangements. Ying Zhisheng had lip balm on his lips today, and Lou Sheng couldn't help but look at it, feeling like his lips were covered with lard.

Zhou Haoji painted his face pale, trying to create the image of a victim of a scheme, providing evidence for a future comeback. He wouldn't eat or drink for two days.

More than a dozen cameras were pointed at the guests, and Bai Cheng arrived slowly.

Lou Sheng looked over and widened his eyes slightly in shock. After meeting Bai Yi's gaze behind Bai Cheng, he released his hand from Ying Zhisheng's shoulder.

Ying Zhisheng glanced at him sideways.

Lou Sheng floated over to Bai Yi without noticing anything and asked, "Why are you here? Were you arrested? Why is Bai Cheng so cruel as to take advantage of his own dead sister?"

Bai Yi had been feeling down the past few days, and when she finally saw someone she knew, she tearfully confided, "My dad and a man named Zhang Kaifa were the ones who did it, tying Bai Cheng and me together. Now Bai Cheng is extremely nervous because he killed me, and he's terrified that I'll retaliate and kill him."

What should he do? Lou Sheng stared at the frail Li Ping behind Zhou Haoji with a heavy gaze. He couldn't think of how to save them. He felt powerless. The dead have no human rights.

Bai Yi looked at Lou Sheng's expression, and seeing that he had misunderstood, she explained, "That's not the case. It's not about raising a ghost."

"Ah." Lou Sheng, who was feeling indignant, opened his eyes wide, a little confused.

"On the contrary, it was Bai Cheng who used his flesh and blood to nourish me, and I am his master." Bai Yi felt a little embarrassed as she spoke. She straightened her hair and spoke in a low voice: "Bai Cheng leaked the company's secrets, and my father was angry..."

No one can tell whether Bai Yi's father loves the daughter born to his wife who died young after they worked together, or the son born to his younger wife.

Upon learning about Bai Yi's family situation, Lou Sheng analyzed that this man knew the cause of Bai Yi's death and turned a blind eye to Bai Cheng's inheritance. After realizing that Bai Cheng was hopeless, he decisively abandoned his son, and at this time, his secret guilt for his daughter resurfaced.

"I don't want to be tied to the person who killed me. Lou Sheng, can you help me?"

There were too many ghosts that Lou Sheng had to help, and almost every ghost was forced to stay with the living.

After Sun Qing's death, Zhou Qing was freed.

Jiang Huoda was imprisoned and his skull was taken away, and his owner was unable to control Bashuo.

But what should Li Ping and Bai Yi do? Should they kill Zhou Haoji and Bai Cheng and die together?

At this moment, the image of those extremely sad eyes suddenly emerged in his mind. Lou Sheng turned his head to look in Ying Zhisheng's direction and replied perfunctorily, "Let's talk about it later."

Liu Qifeng began to explain the rules of the game: "There are twelve businesses on this island, each with its own checkpoint. The guests have two days to set and break records. The guest with the most checkpoints wins. The prize is a donation of 3,500 yuan to the mountainous area, which will be covered by the program team and will be named after the winning guest."

Zhou Haoji nodded, saying that this donation would also help calm public opinion and whitewash the company.

Just as the show was about to begin, Chief Director Zhao Wu relaxed and took a bite of an orange when he heard shouts of surprise one after another: "Oh my God, help! Zhou Haoji has fainted!"

"What happened? He fell headfirst!"

"Come here quickly! Call an ambulance and the accompanying doctor, call them all over!"

Zhao Wu chewed the orange calmly, the flesh bursting in his mouth. He looked up at the sky speechlessly and said, "Let him die." The second episode was interrupted before it was filmed.

Less than five minutes after Zhou Haoji fainted, he was already trending on the top search list:

#Zhou Haoji suffers from public opinion torture

#Zhou Haoji fainted

#Informed sources revealed that Zhou Haoji has depression tendencies

Looking at the photos and videos of Zhou Haoji being carried out circulating on the Internet, Zhao Wu turned off his phone and exhaled. Even a fool could see that Zhou Haoji's fainting was a premeditated act, and he was trying to keep his fans and restore his reputation by playing the victim!

This bastard!