Xiang Wan Ning stroked the cover of the book and tilted her head to look out the window, trying to divert her attention. Above the bright white clouds, she quietly rubbed her ears, but she was unable to relieve the heat.
So she couldn't help but think of Yu Quezhou again. Originally, she only had a vague image of him, but after seeing his gentle expression just now, from then on, whenever she thought of the three words "Yu Quezhou", all that remained in her mind was the smile that just appeared on his lips and the praise that made her ears numb.
Oops.
The blood in her body seemed to boil at this moment, and Xiang Wanning seemed to hear the gurgling in her heart. She closed her eyes in annoyance and turned sideways irritably, wanting to stay away from the person who made her upset, but she couldn't fall asleep for a long time.
After a while, she could only sigh helplessly. When she opened her eyes again, she saw the person behind her secretly looking at her in the reflection of the glass.
Xiang Wanning's mood became cheerful at this moment, and she felt a secret happiness, as if her previous random thoughts were responded to at this moment, and someone whispered to her: In fact, she was not the only one who was worried, and the other party was also as cautious as herself in touching this relationship.
She was reserved and didn't look back, but her eyes glanced at him thousands of times inadvertently.
* "So as a member of the program team, I had already planned the next task with the staff on the plane, hehe."
As soon as they got off the plane, Xiang Wanning heard Luo Xi proudly shaking the cards in his hand at them, without any sense of loss as when he was "left behind" before. His eyes even shone, and it seemed that he was very proud of the level he set, and he wished he could go straight from being a guest to being a director.
...This coincides with someone's idea.
The program crew opened the live broadcast room. As soon as the fans arrived at the battlefield, they heard Luo Xi's words and couldn't help but type question marks on the public screen.
【？ ？ ？】
[What did I hear? How did Luo Xi become this annoying person in just a few hours? ]
[Baby, are you happy being a slave for the production team? ]
[This is the first time I see excitement in the eyes of the unsuccessful guest. This script is wrong. Isn't it "Thirty years in the east, thirty years in the west. If I could start over again, I would definitely take everything back?", Luo Xi, wake up! ]
[Luoxi, what's wrong with you? Luoxi, stand up, don't give up. I want to see you and the beautiful sister stick together and become a couple, not to see you become a working man in a dating variety show QAQ]
Of course Luo Xi couldn't hear the roar from the fans. He raised the card in his hand to everyone, showed it in front of the camera, and said loudly: "The program team will make the first fund allocation for everyone, the amount is 100 yuan, each group is requested to have a romantic date of no more than 100 yuan and arrive at the hotel before dark."
One hundred yuan, a romantic date, let's go drink the northwest wind hand in hand? Everyone complained in their hearts. When they heard Luo Xi reveal the name of the hotel and how far it was from now, they felt it was even more outrageous: it takes two hours to drive there, and taking a taxi would cost more than a hundred yuan, right? What's more, there are at least five or six hours before dark, so we can't go without food or drink, right?
No matter how you calculate it, this little money is not enough!
"We will decide everyone's room based on the votes of the live broadcast audience." Luo Xi didn't hear their resentment. He just put his hands behind his back and raised his eyebrows, as if he was a leader speaking: "Everyone, work hard! Come on!"
"I have a question." Xiao Ziheng raised his hand and asked, staring at the "traitor" with his eyes fixed on him, as if he was unhappy that he didn't have to do the mission: "What about you?"
"Me? I'm a staff member now and I'm not on this mission, so..." Luo Xi tried to look regretful, but he couldn't suppress his excitement. He said in a high voice, "Oh, I can only follow the production team to the hotel first and stay in the same room as the staff. What a pity!"
Everyone: ...
This person really deserves a beating! The commentators couldn't stand it anymore and began to distance themselves from Luo Xi:
[What do you mean you like Luo Xi? (Eyes evasive) I don’t like her! (Waves hands quickly) I don’t know, I don’t know! (Hides immediately) I’m innocent! ]
[Luoxi is so brave to fly, I took the lead]
[All fans of Xiao Ziheng, Mu Yuli, Chu Geyue, and Meng Zhiye, please calm down. You can scold Luo Xi but don’t scold me! I’m too fragile! ]
[I can understand that the mission is a little difficult, but this is hellish difficulty. Brother, when you go to bed at night, remember to keep your two eyes on guard in turn. I’m afraid someone will come to your room and kill you! ]
But some people who like to have fun stood up to support Luo Xi: [It's amazing that he can come up with such a task. Tell the truth, do you really not want to see it? ]
[Fuck, what is this? Let each couple experience the emotions that erupt in despair and adversity! The relationship heats up now! I support you, buddy! ]
[…Have you ever thought that if this experience is not good, the quarrel will only happen now? Who would set such a difficult question for the first date! ]
Just as the barrage of comments was making a lot of noise, the production team handed the envelope to the male guest. Everyone opened it with a glimmer of hope and saw that inside was the currency of country B, no more, no less.
Mu Yuli sighed and said, "Put more in there quietly, and I'll just pretend I didn't see it."
"Can I use my own money?" After seeing Luo Xi shaking her head, Chu Geyue spread her hands helplessly and asked Xiao Ziheng: "What should we do? Are we going to sing for money?"
Xiao Ziheng's eyes lit up: "Good idea!"
Meng Zhi also saw that Xiao Ziheng's group had already come up with a preliminary plan, so he tugged at Mu Yuli's sleeve anxiously and asked, "What should we do then? Is there any way to make money?"
"Well... we can't act on the spot, right?" Mu Yuli thought for a moment and said, "Oh, I've got it. We can go buy a bowl and beg at the entrance of the square."
Meng Zhiye: ...
Xiang Wanning listened to what happened nearby, looked at Yu Quezhou with some concern, and made her position clear to him: "I don't beg."
Yu Quezhou: ...
"Don't worry, I won't let this happen." He handed the envelope over helplessly and said, "Just follow me closely later."
Many, many years ago, when Yu Quezhou was filming the first episode of a variety show in Country Y, he had already thought of the general content of the second episode. He had conducted on-site inspections and knew where the scenery was better and where to film for a good program effect.
However, the passage of time and countless misfortunes drove him to keep moving forward. This plan was put on hold again and again, and in the end it could only become a distant memory from the past life.
Unexpectedly, after many twists and turns, he stood on the land of Country B again, and all the thoughts in his mind found their home - he wanted to take Xiang Wanning to see every landscape he had ever seen, and create new memories with her.
…
[Are Xiao Ziheng and Chu Geyue really planning to sing for money? Hahaha! I just went to their live studio and saw them planning to sing outside the airport! ]
[Report! They were driven away by the airport staff! Now they are wandering around! ]
[Report! Meng Zhiye and Mu Yuli's group took a taxi to a nearby park! ]
[Report! It seems that Yu Quezhou has signed up for... um, motorcycle race? ]
Before Yu Quezhou came, he had already checked the latest situation in Country B, and naturally saw a motorcycle race held in Country B. This race was just a competition between motorcycle enthusiasts and did not have any international significance.
Therefore, when the athlete who had finished the race was taking off his helmet and heard Yu Quezhou asking him to borrow his beloved bike, he smiled and said, "Sure, but I will only lend it to people who can drive it."
He patted the car body and hooked his finger at Yu Quezhou: "Come and run a lap with me. If you win, I'll lend it to you."
Xiang Wanning didn't understand the language of Country B. Seeing that they seemed to have reached an agreement, the man from Country B who was originally sitting in the car got up directly from his car and threw the helmet in his hand to the other party. Then she called her companion with great interest and borrowed his car to get in.
Her eyelids jumped, and she immediately asked the photographer behind her: "Are they going to have a competition?"
The photographer shook the camera and answered in the affirmative.
Xiang Wan Ning immediately stepped forward anxiously and grabbed Yu Quezhou's sleeve: "Forget it if you can't borrow it. Don't compare yourself with them. They are professional drivers. What if you fall?"
Yu Quezhou curled his eyes, feeling pleased by her concern. The smile in his eyes was bright, and his burning and unreserved gaze fell on her face. He promised her, "No, believe me."
"I will come back unscathed."
Xiang Wanning didn't say she didn't believe it, but when she saw that he had put on his helmet and other people were looking at her with scrutiny, she knew in her heart that there would be no change in the situation, so she turned around and left in annoyance.
"Hey, buddy." The foreign guy saw this scene and whistled at Yu Quezhou: "Girlfriend? She seems very angry."
Yu Quezhou shook his head: "Not yet."
"Even so, I won't let you win." The foreign guy immediately said, "The competition has its own rules!"
Yu Quezhou chuckled, sat on top, lowered his back, and replied: "Don't give in, I won't lose."
…
There was a loud buzzing sound when the car started, and as the two motorcycles sped away at the same time, the deafening sound made Xiang Wanning feel a little tinnitus.
She looked up and saw that the two cars were moving so fast that she could only see two afterimages.
Xiang Wan Ning was a little worried that something might happen to Yu Quezhou during the race, and cursed in a low voice, "Why are you competing with professional drivers?" She was also worried that something might happen to him and that it would have a negative impact if it was broadcast live, so she turned around and asked the photographer, "Can this live broadcast be turned off?"
The photographer moved the camera left and right.
Xiang Wanning sighed.
Next to them were the team members who had just finished the competition, speaking the language of Country B, cheering louder and louder. They whistled, stretched out their hands, and used a language that Xiang Wanning could not understand to encourage the person who was competing with Yu Quezhou.
She was surrounded by these voices, and her reserved heart began to loosen slightly, but she still forced herself to sit in her seat and clenched her hands.
It wasn't until Xiang Wanning heard someone yelling the word "rubbish" in broken Chinese that her expression suddenly changed. She immediately stood up and stared at the man. Seeing that he continued to yell in Chinese, she put her hands together and put them to her mouth, trying to shout louder than the person next to her -
"Yu Quezhou! Come on!"
The two cars on the field were originally evenly matched, but when Xiang Wanning's words reached the ears of the owner, the black motorcycle accelerated at an unexpected speed, crossed the finish line, and left the other car far behind.
Ten seconds later, the red motorcycle braked beside him, and the friction between the tire and the ground made a loud noise. He seemed a little unbelievable, but excitedly gave him a thumbs up and said in awkward Chinese: "Great, great."
"I'll send it back to you tomorrow." Yu Quezhou paid no attention to his compliments. He just patted the car body, asked him for an extra helmet, and said, "Thank you. Lend it to me today."
——
The motorcycle veered off the track and sped towards the road next to it, leaving behind only a trail of exhaust and whistling wind.
…and the photographers they left behind.
Xiang Wanning was wearing a helmet and hadn't reacted when she got into the car with her arm around his waist. She poked Yu Quezhou's waist and asked, "Is this really okay? Will we be scolded by the people in the live broadcast room?"
"Just scold me, it's no big deal." Yu Quezhou's voice came from the front, wrapped in the breeze and brushing across her cheek, gently falling on her ear: "Compared to the so-called mission, I want to be with you more. Of course, it's just the two of us on a date, what's the point of bringing them along?"
Xiang Wanning laughed softly behind him.
She didn't ask where they were going, but just turned her head to see the sparkling water in the sun and heard the long love song coming from afar.
They drove through the traffic and crowds, heading for the remote mountains. Xiang Wan Ning felt her whole body starting to feel hot, and a wind called "freedom" swept over her.
Her gaze fell on the flowers by the roadside, on the oncoming sunshine, and on the destination that was about to be reached - it was a natural sea of flowers.
The breeze blew up the flying flowers all over the sky, and the fragrance suddenly fell into the nose. Xiang Wanning did not ask "How do you know there is such a beautiful scenery here", nor did she mention the competition just now. People always do things that are puzzling and unexpected to others when they are full of blood, just like what she is doing now.
"What should I do?" The brakes sounded, but Xiang Wanning didn't get out of the car. Instead, she hugged Yu Quezhou tightly from behind and asked in his ear: "What should I do? I think I like you a little bit."
She grew up in an environment full of love, so after she understood her own feelings, even though there was a brief moment of entanglement and hesitation, it eventually turned into the light in her eyes, the words she bravely said, and her brilliant smile.
"What should I do? You told me my feelings first." Yu Quezhou parked the car, turned to look at her, and raised the corners of his lips: "Then I have to ask you... to like me a little more."
The moment they looked at each other, something seemed to be ignited, and crackling sparks sounded in their ears.
Xiang Wan Ning looked into those amber eyes, and seemed to see a shadow hanging in the air with her squinting eyes, but she didn't care. She just got out of the car first, and shuttled back and forth in the surprise that Yu Quezhou created for her, letting the petals stick to her head and body.
...and in my heart.
Program crew: (controlling the drone) (seeing the screen) (sneering) Want to get rid of us? We are professionals!