The worst thing happened: their planned performance clashed with another one!
When everyone returned, Yu Qiuchi specifically asked Jiang Chenzhou and Song Yaozhuo what kind of performance they planned to put on. When asked, they all mentioned songs. "Isn't that just Barbie Q?" he thought. "If it's all singing, there's not much to see!"
After a final discussion, the three decided to combine the programs together, with Jiang Chenzhou providing accompaniment and Yu Qiuchi and Song Yaozhu singing a duet.
They chose the song based on the accompaniment of Jiang Chenzhou.
As the sun gradually sets, the waves recede and the noise fades from the beach. People are subconsciously much quieter than during the day, while neon lights in the background flash wildly.
Bored, Yu Qiuchi kicked the sand on the ground, picked up an orange-red conch shell, thought for a moment, and threw it back into the sea to watch the splash.
Song Yaozhuo was taking pictures of the tranquil sea in the distance when Yu Qiuchi wandered into his lens.
"Qiu Chi! You're here!" Xie Tingsi ran out of the sea, splashing water like a golden retriever shaking its fur.
He held up the pure white seashell in his hand as if it were a precious treasure and presented it to Yu Qiuchi: "This is the one with the fewest flaws that I found! We can paint on it!"
"Shall we draw the two of us on it?" Yu Qiuchi took the seashell. It was really white, without a single other color on it.
"Yes, those chibi-style cartoon characters! I used to draw some for my roommate when he was running a stall!"
"Great!" Yu Qiuchi noticed the mud and sand on Xie Tingsi's trousers and asked, "What happened? Did you roll around in the sand?"
"I tripped and fell while collecting seashells!" Xie Tingsi laughed nonchalantly.
"Are you cold?" On the beach at night, you can still feel the chill when the wind picks up.
"It's not cold." Xie Tingsi touched Yu Qiuchi's fingers with his own hand to indicate that he was warm, then quickly withdrew his hand, feeling secretly shy.
The warmth from Xie Tingsi's hands seemed to block the sea breeze at that moment, creating an invisible barrier that made Yu Qiuchi feel somewhat uncomfortable.
Look there, the love of young people is too intense; with just a gentle touch, it becomes a raging fire, about to explode.
Although Xie Tingsi was hot-tempered and resistant to cold, Yu Qiuchi was worried that the puppy would catch a cold because it was all wet, so she asked the production team for a blanket.
Xie Tingsi, draped in a small white blanket, followed Yu Qiuchi like a little tail.
The production team really went back to basics, setting up a bunch of stools, just like the ones old men use to play chess. No! These days, old men's stools are high-class!
This small stool was quite a burden for Gu Xiaojun, who was quite tall, as if he was afraid that his throne would collapse at any moment.
"Ting Si, where have you been?" Yan Qing saw that Xie Ting Si and Yu Qiu Chi had come together.
Xie Tingsi pointed to the white seashell in Yu Qiuchi's hand, looking very happy: "Let's go collect seashells!"
Even though she already knew the answer in her heart, Yan Qing still asked, "Are you two together?"
"No, Zhou Shen, Song Yaozhuo, and I went to discuss the game's punishment. We just happened to run into them on our way back," Yu Qiuchi explained.
"Oh, I see..." Yan Qing looked thoughtfully at Xie Tingsi's expression.
"By the way, where's Song Yaozhuo?"
"He was carrying his camera just now, it looked like he was looking for inspiration."
"Brother Junxiao, what are you doing?" Yu Qiuchi walked over to Gu Xiaojun and saw Tang Ke and Gu Xiaojun sitting on small stools, skewering meat slices onto iron skewers.
"Prepare the barbecue skewers for tonight."
"Let me help you!" Yu Qiuchi was eager to try, but Gu Xiaojun stopped him. Gu Xiaojun glanced at Yu Qiuchi's delicate hands, which exuded a coldness under the ambient lighting, giving him the feeling that this person should not be involved in worldly affairs.
Xie Tingsi helped Yan Qing hang up the decorative lights, leaving Yu Qiuchi alone. Yu Qiuchi turned her head and saw a figure in the night. Because she was looking against the light, it was a little blurry, but Yu Qiuchi was certain that it was Song Yaozhuo.
He walked over and found Song Yaozhuo standing on the rocks by the sea, looking at the lighthouse across the water.
Why are you here all alone?
“I’m taking pictures of the sea across the way.” Song Yaozhuo thought of the photo he had taken unintentionally, and he looked down as he flipped through the pictures on his camera.
Looking at the dark, empty sea, and then at Song Yaozhuo's profile, Yu Qiuchi felt that Song Yaozhuo was like an isolated island in the sea, silent and still, yet possessing his own unique qualities.
Song Yaozhuo, Song Yaozhuo's name is so fiery, but he is so cold.
"Did your family name you Song Yaozhuo in the hope that you would have a passionate personality?"
"Probably."
"You really are different from your name. It seems your family's expectations won't be fulfilled."
"Really?" Song Yaozhuo put down his camera and gave Yu Qiuchi a deep look. "Hmm, maybe."
The guests gradually arrived. This time, the broadcast was pre-recorded, and everyone seemed much more relaxed. Of course, none of them are big stars, and they would always present their best selves on camera.
"What are the game penalties?" Yan Qing was extremely curious.
Yu Qiuchi snapped his fingers: "Guess."
"Is there a reward?" Xie Tingsi blinked.
Yu Qiuchi coldly refused: "No."
"Is this some kind of performance?" Tang Ke had specifically asked the production team for a chair with a backrest. He casually crossed his legs and took a sip of red wine.
Yan Qing was genuinely supportive: "Really?"
Yu Qiuchi nodded, her tone playful: "You guessed right! Now the three of us will sing a song."
Zhou Shen plays an electric guitar, which seems like a good match for an e-sports kid. It's all about looking cool!
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