The idea of a good morning kiss was somewhat disheartening for Shen Xingsui.
It wasn't for any other reason, but because he was genuinely afraid of how annoying his rude behavior was. He had finally managed to develop a little bit of a relationship with Fu Jinxiao, and should have been considered a junior who wasn't too bad in his idol's eyes. He never expected to be assigned to do something like this.
If he were disliked, he would definitely be so sad that he would want to cry.
The director was still making sarcastic remarks: "Sui Sui, don't waste time, hurry up and go, the sooner you go, the sooner you come back."
That sounds like saying "die early and be reborn early."
Shen Xingsui had no choice. Since he was already on the show, it wasn't the time for him to be pretentious. He got dressed, washed up quickly, and then went out.
It was just dawn.
The sky outside was hazy. This small town was close to the mountains, and the green mountains in the distance stretched out in a line, shrouded in clouds and mist. The mansion was very quiet, with the occasional chirping of birds, creating a peaceful atmosphere.
The director urged in a low voice, "Go quickly."
Shen Xingsui then turned her gaze to the door beside her, took a deep breath in the morning light, and slowly walked to Fu Jinxiao's door before stopping.
Viewers in the live stream were anxiously waiting.
"I could see a look of fearlessness on Sui Sui's face."
"I'm a fan of Brother Fu. I was a little jealous at first, but seeing his expression now, I laughed, hahaha."
"Sorry, it's a little sad, but it's really funny."
"Sui Sui is so cute."
Actually, someone like Shen Xingsui, who doesn't compete or seek the spotlight, wouldn't normally attract attention. But this kid is truly honest; he takes many things seriously and has always been working hard quietly. As people get to know him better, they gradually come to like him.
"Squeak"
The door was slowly pushed open.
Shen Xingsui seemed to have entered a state of high alert, her breathing slowed down, and she even made a "shh" gesture to the cameraman behind her.
Fu Jinxiao's room was similar in layout to theirs. The air conditioning was on at a low temperature, and the room was very quiet. Shen Xingsui tiptoed in like a thief and, by the dim light of the early morning, finally saw the innermost room, where Fu Yingdi's bed was.
The viewers in the live stream were much more unrestrained than him:
"Ahhh, I saw it!"
"Brother Fu looks so handsome even when he's sleeping."
"Honey, honey, I want to come with you!"
Shen Xingsui wasn't as excited as the others. When she saw the man on the bed sleeping so soundly with his eyes closed, and there seemed to be a faint dark circle under his eyes, she couldn't help but feel sorry for him.
The photographer behind him gestured for him to hurry up.
Shen Xingsui took a deep breath and slowly walked forward, standing by the bed. He hesitated for a long time before he dared not actually bend down to kiss the man sleeping on the bed. The man's hair was draped over his handsome and sharp profile. He usually had a kind and harmless appearance, but when he was asleep, his cold and indifferent aura was fully revealed, giving people the feeling of a flower on a high mountain, only to be admired from afar.
Do you really want to kiss me...?
But... I really want to kiss him.
Shen Xingsui had to admit that although he was afraid and terrified, when he stood here, the selfish greed in his heart began to grow uncontrollably and surge wildly.
The cameraman nudged him again, silently mouthing, "Hurry up."
Viewers in the live stream were getting impatient.
“GKDGK”
"I'm so anxious! Do you want me to force my head down?!"
"I wish I could do it for them!"
"Sui Sui, are you sure you can do it?"
When everyone was on the verge of exploding with anxiety, Shen Xingsui, who had been nervous and timid the whole time, finally took action.
Shen Xingsui leaned against the edge of the bed and gently bent down. He looked down at Fu Jinxiao with such tranquility and focus in his eyes, as gentle as a clear moon. His movements were light and slow, and their faces slowly drew closer because of his movements. His face was directly opposite Fu Jinxiao's, and their lips were almost touching.
For some reason, the cameraman's hands were sweating.
If Shen Xingsui were willing, under such circumstances, he could certainly just kiss her directly. There was a legitimate reason, the perfect timing, and the opportunity to fulfill his dream.
...
The room was completely silent.
quite a while
Shen Xingsui leaned forward slightly, with a devout and sincere expression, like a believer kneeling in worship to a god, and placed a light kiss on Fu Jinxiao's forehead, a fleeting touch that was full of meaning.
However, just as Shen Xingsui finished kissing and was about to pull away, the man who had been lying there sleeping with his eyes closed opened them. His dark, deep eyes showed no sign of sleepiness. He waved his hand and grabbed the person who was about to leave. Shen Xingsui felt as if the world had turned upside down, and she couldn't react at all. She opened her eyes wide in panic.
Fu Jinxiao looked down at him, the man who had just woken up speaking in a deep, husky, and magnetic voice: "Good morning."
...
Shen Xingsui's face turned bright red.
Even though he was the one who stole a kiss from someone else, his face turned as red as if it were ripe, and he stammered, "Good morning."
"Comrade Xiao Shen, what a refined taste you have." Fu Jinxiao's handsome face was close at hand, his dark eyes deep and captivating. Once you met his gaze, you seemed to be drawn to them. He smiled slightly and said, "You got up so early this morning, what brings you here?"
Shen Xingsui was embarrassed, thinking to herself, "Don't you already know what I'm doing?"
However, Fu Jinxiao's calm and collected gaze, as if waiting for an answer, made Shen Xingsui dare not lie and quickly said, "I'm doing a task assigned to me by the production team."
Fu Jinxiao: "Hmm?"
Shen Xingsui quickly revealed the production team's identity: "Let me wake you up with a good morning kiss."
Fu Jinxiao raised an eyebrow, his expression unreadable.
Shen Xingsui thought he was angry, so she quickly said, "I'm sorry, Teacher Fu, I didn't mean to!"
Fu Jinxiao said, "So you actually kissed me while I was sleeping?"
Shen Xingsui nodded honestly, but when she realized that Fu Jinxiao was still looking at her, she quickly added, "I, I didn't do anything improper or kiss you where I shouldn't have. I just kissed your forehead. Please don't be angry!"
Fu Jinxiao looked down at him, her eyes deep and unfathomable, making Shen Xingsui inexplicably nervous, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down.
"Tsk"
Fu Jinxiao sighed softly, poked Shen Xingsui's head with his long, slender, fair fingers, and said in a deep voice that seemed to carry a hint of helpless indulgence: "Coward."
Shen Xingsui was taken aback: "Huh?"
Fu Jinxiao, however, seemed to have given up teasing him and stood up: "Aren't we going to call others?"
Shen Xingsui then realized, "Yes, that's right."
The thought of having to wake someone up and give them a good morning kiss made Shen Xingsui feel that this was the real torture, the real torment, and the real moment of social death.
Shen Xingsui sighed heavily.
Fu Jinxiao sat down beside him, picked up a glass from the table and took a sip of water. The man, who had just woken up, looked somewhat dangerous for some reason. His bathrobe was loose, and he glanced at him sideways: "What, don't you want to go?"
Shen Xingsui said with a bitter face, "This is a punishment task because we took a shortcut yesterday, so we have to wake everyone up."
Fu Jinxiao raised an eyebrow, her gaze falling on the photographer beside her. The smile on her lips seemed faint, and her voice was gentle but inexplicably made people nervous: "Is that so?"
The photographer sensed the threat behind him, but could only nod in agreement.
Fu Jinxiao seemed very understanding and gentle: "The director's arrangement is reasonable, and of course we should follow it."
The director, who was not far away, also felt a chill run down his spine.
Fu Jinxiao smiled even more kindly and said to Shen Xingsui beside her, "Since that's the case, you should go quickly and not waste time."
Shen Xingsui knew that dragging it out wasn't good, so he went out to Shen Xingchen's room next door. Although he was his own brother, the young master's habit of sleeping in was extraordinary; getting out of bed was incredibly difficult. Just as the two were arguing, suddenly—
The air conditioner is off.
The lights in the room were also turned off.
The temperature visibly rose, and it began to slowly get hot.
Just as Shen Xingsui was about to call the others to have her own social moment, she saw that the doors and windows of the other rooms were open. She had woken up on her own without being called early in the morning.
Ning Ze was bewildered: "What's going on? Is there a power outage?"
"I was sleeping soundly, but I woke up because I was hot." Li Xu'an also came out of the room: "Where is the circuit breaker? Is there something wrong with it?"
Shen Xingsui was dumbfounded.
Just as everyone was wondering, Fu Jinxiao slowly walked out of the corridor. The movie star was already dressed neatly. He leaned against the side of the corridor and greeted everyone in good spirits: "Good morning."
The others echoed his sentiments.
Shen Xingchen, still oblivious to the situation, said, "When will the phone come back on? I'm so sleepy, I want to go back to sleep."
Everyone else nodded in agreement.
The director had originally planned to include a morning kiss or something, but unexpectedly, the power to the guest room was cut off. As for who did it, he didn't dare to ask or say.
Fortunately, the initial buzz had already been generated, so we could only move on to the next agenda item: "Good morning, everyone. We're going to get up a little earlier today. I'm sure you all received your task cards last night, right?"
One sentence woke up the group of people who were feeling drowsy.
They looked at each other and saw suspicion in each other's eyes.
Shen Xingchen was the first to speak, saying, "I'm a good person, a guard protecting the prince. Anyway, whoever is the assassin, step forward. I might spare your life since you've turned yourself in."
Everyone else smiled:
"We are good people too."
"Yes, yes, I'm fine too."
An Ran asked again, "Who is the prince? We'll focus on protecting him from now on."
Before Shen Xingsui could speak, Fu Jinxiao glanced at An Ran coolly and said, "So that the assassins will also know who the prince is, making it easier for them to take action?"
We don't know how the person who got the killer card will eliminate people; they might even be able to eliminate not only the prince but also good people.
An Ran choked, then gave an awkward laugh: "There are many more good people like us, are we afraid we can't protect the prince?"
"Who told you there was only one assassin?" Fu Jinxiao's thinking was frighteningly meticulous: "Was the number indicated on the card?"
After he finished speaking, all was quiet.
Yesterday, the word "killer" appeared in the story of the card, so everyone subconsciously assumed that there was only one killer. But no one thought about it carefully; there might be more than one killer!
Viewers in the live stream also expressed their feelings:
"Fu Jinxiao, you are terrifying."
"Now I finally know why I didn't let him take the assassin card."
"Hahaha, there were no survivors."
"The director has great foresight!"
Now no one dared to offer any more bad advice. The director smiled and said, "Actually, we have more good guys than bad guys. For our next task, everyone who wins will receive a hint card. Each hint card contains clues about the killer's identity. As long as you decipher them and find him, the challenge will be successful."
then
The director gave today's task: "We stayed at the mountain lodge last night, and the money for our lodging was actually borrowed from the locals. So today, everyone is to find work in the town on their own and earn their own living. You must earn 1,000 for the lodging fee before dusk today. Of course, the person who earns the most money today will win and get a clue."
Make money on day one!
Everyone was quite surprised, but they gained more fighting spirit and energy after hearing that they could exchange clues for them.
After assigning the tasks, the director said, "Alright, everyone, let's get started."
Tuya noticed the crux of the problem: "Director, where's our breakfast?"
As if just remembering, the director replied, "You can solve this problem yourselves. You are all mature adults now and should learn to be self-reliant. Of course, if you really have nothing to eat, we have prepared some flatbreads that you can lend to each other to fill your stomachs temporarily."
Everyone: ...
Thank you so much.
The viewers in the live stream were very happy:
"The director is such a dog."
"Haha, working on an empty stomach."
"Whoever came up with this idea, steal the bamboo shoots."
The pie the production team prepared for them was rather bland and hard to eat. Shen Xingsui was fine; she had gotten used to a tough life and could handle it. However, some of the other guests weren't used to it.
An Ran came out of the room at this moment, smiling and saying, "Are you all hungry? I happen to have some cookies and pastries that I made myself. If you don't mind, please have some!"
They're a lifesaver!
After hearing this, everyone naturally gave up their flatbreads and went to eat pastries instead.
Shen Xingsui didn't go; he continued eating his pancake. An Ran, however, came over by herself, took a pastry, and handed it to Shen Xingsui, saying, "Suisui, why don't you have some?"
Shen Xingsui politely said, "It's okay, I'll just eat the pancake."
An Ran frowned, looking at Shen Xingsui with a somewhat aggrieved expression, and said softly, "Suisui, I've been making these pastries for a long time, and look, Teacher Tuya and the others have eaten them. You should try some too. I just wanted to share them with you."
Shen Xingsui really didn't want to eat the pastries; he was already terrified of An Ran.
An Ran, however, seemed oblivious to his refusal, and continued to stand beside Shen Xingsui with the pastries, as if determined to see what would happen.
Netizens also said:
"It's just a piece of pastry, why are you being so coy?"
"Ranran meant well."
"Shen Xingsui is too difficult to get along with."
An Ran's insistence forced Shen Xingsui to give in, and he picked up a piece of pastry and said, "Thank you."
Shen Xingchen, who was next to her, was also given a piece. Actually, this pastry was particularly soft and delicious. Most people wouldn't be able to taste anything different. But Shen Xingchen was different from others. The young master had eaten delicacies since he was a child and had developed a rather picky stomach. He could almost identify the ingredients of anything that came into his mouth.
Shen Xingchen took a bite and frowned: "Why does it taste like seaweed?"
An Ran stiffened, then gave an awkward laugh: "How could that be?"
"It really exists." Shen Xingchen glared at him. "If it didn't exist, would I be trying to scam you?"
An Ran didn't expect to encounter such a kind person, and immediately backed down: "No, no, that's not what I meant, but I really didn't put seaweed in it. This is a cream cake, it's fine."
Shen Xingchen then gave up: "Is that so? Okay then."
Shen Xingsui stiffened upon hearing this.
He is allergic to seaweed; eating it causes him to break out in pimples and feel uncomfortable.
An Ran knew about this, so did this pastry contain seaweed? If so, why did An Ran do this? Shen Xing Sui felt a chill run down her spine.
However, soon after everyone finished their meal, they left the mansion.
Everyone had to go their separate ways to start earning money to pay the rent. As they left the courtyard, there was a stray puppy. They didn't know when it had been sitting there, and it looked like it had been starving for a long time. The puppy was golden all over and looked very beautiful, but because it was a stray, it looked a bit dirty and old.
An Ran always had the appearance of a kind little angel, pointing at the stray dog and saying, "Wow, it's a puppy."
Li Xu'an stopped and said, "It looks like a stray dog."
"How pitiful." An Ran's fair face showed a look of pity: "Look how hungry it looks, it hasn't eaten in a long time."
The puppy had some mud and grime on it, but it wasn't shy at all when it saw the group of people. It ran over happily, but An Ran, who had just said the puppy was cute, took two steps back because she was afraid that the puppy would get mud and grime on her.
Shen Xingchen complained, "If you really feel sorry for it, then earn more money to buy it some food."
An Ran looked troubled again and said, "But I don't have any money right now, and I don't have any food with me. I'm afraid I won't be able to find it when I come back tonight."
Netizens also commented:
"Ranran is so kind."
"She really is an angel."
"Were you serious about taking that half-step back?"
Just then, Shen Xingsui spoke up from behind: "It's okay, you don't need to feel bad. I was full after eating the pancake, so I haven't had time to eat the pastries you gave me. Since the dog is so pitiful, let's give the pastries to the dog, okay?"
Those pastries were originally meant by An Ran to disgust Shen Xing Sui.
After all, if he doesn't eat it, netizens will definitely attack him anyway. If he does eat it, allergies or something won't affect him, since he wouldn't know about it anyway.
An Ran never expected Shen Xing Sui to bring out the pastries at this moment. She had just said that the puppy was pitiful. If she refused now, wouldn't that be against her image?
Therefore, although unwilling, An Ran still forced a smile: "Hmm... fine."
Shen Xingsui squatted down and called to the dog, "Woof woof, come here."
The little yellow dog seemed to understand human speech, wagging its tail and running over.
Shen Xingsui carefully broke the pastry into pieces and handed it to the dog.
But after the pastries were placed on the ground, the little yellow dog sniffed them twice and licked them twice, then walked away with obvious disgust! The most outrageous thing was that it not only walked away, but also ran to the nearby trash can, preferring to rummage through the trash to eat!
"..."
There was a moment of awkward silence.
The viewers in the live stream were in stitches:
"Is this the legendary Goubuli steamed bun?"
"Hahaha, just imagine how awful it must taste."
"I'm dying of laughter."
"Look at An Ran's expression, hahaha..."
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