Chapter 50 has too many words, I don't want to read it.
"After hearing such a description, I couldn't help but feel a longing for the experiences of the two teachers."
The host cleverly picked up the conversation, giving the camera a deliberately affected wink: "Would it be convenient to elaborate?"
[Hahaha, the host knows it so well!]
Avocado...that sounds delicious!
I love avocados. The first thing I saw at Chaomu was an avocado. It seems I was born to eat Chaomu's food! /drooling/drooling/drooling
I don't even want to call you out on it, but are you just craving morning glory? You're craving avocado!
Just as the comments section was excitedly veerging towards the market prices of avocados in various regions, Mu Jiu heard the host's question and smiled somewhat helplessly.
"It was a very ordinary experience... I met with Teacher Ling Zhao by chance because of work. At that time, he left me with a sunny and healthy feeling."
"Is that really the impression you have? I thought Teacher Ling Zhao would be the type with a particularly strong aura."
The host blinked and gave a knowing smile: "In other words, maybe he's just showing you a different side of himself?"
Mu Jiu smiled but did not answer.
The host is such a smooth talker!
I declare that MG's 'White Dew Among the Pines' will be my favorite item of the year.
[Thank you, client! This ad was absolutely fantastic! The shippers who were stunned by the ripped off are now enjoying a dose of capitalist sweetness.]
[Please, bosses like this should pay more attention to our Chaomu community/Poor/Poor]
As the host watched the scrolling comments projected on the wall, his smile deepened.
She abruptly changed the subject, steer the conversation back to Ling Zhao: "So, what fragrance would Teacher Ling Zhao use to describe your first meeting?"
Ling Zhao was silent for a moment, then his gaze swept lightly over Mu Jiu's profile: "Mangosteen."
After waiting a few seconds and confirming that Ling Zhao had nothing further to add, the host prompted, "Please also describe the aroma, Mr. Ling Zhao."
Upon hearing those two words, Ling Zhao stiffened before speaking with a subtle expression: "It's a sweet scent that can only be smelled after you've truly peeled back the outer shell."
I don't know why, but it feels so astringent.
[He's clearly so innocent, okay? Didn't you see Ling Zhao's ears turned red? /funny]
[It feels so good to tease an honest guy! He's such an innocent little devil!]
Wake up! Zhao Zhao only acts like this in front of Jiu Jiu. Otherwise, he's a fierce wolfhound.
I completely don't understand why some people always like to create animal sculptures. Wouldn't it be better to just be human?
"Both teachers coincidentally chose fruit flavor, which is a very special tacit understanding."
The host nodded in satisfaction: "Actually, we have also carefully incorporated a sweet white peach scent into the base notes of our 'Pine Dew', which perfectly echoes the vivid and beautiful image that the two teachers had in mind for their first impression."
"Besides the amazing first encounter, the core message that 'White Dew Among the Pines' wants to convey is actually 'romantic encounters'."
"I'd also like to ask Professor Mu Jiu, is there any specific romantic scenario you particularly long for? For example, like in the short film, receiving a bouquet of flowers with morning dew on a special anniversary?"
Under the expectant gaze of the host, Mu Jiu shook his head: "To be honest, no."
As the story is set, because she couldn't be seen in public when she was "dating" Ling Zhao, many of the so-called romantic things couldn't happen.
As for a relationship, since they were able to stick with it, her answer should be fine... but this is, after all, the client's live stream.
Mu Jiu: "But the aroma of 'White Dew Among the Pines' is itself a romantic embodiment for me—cool, clean, and with a sweet aftertaste."
"Hahaha, as expected of Teacher Mu Jiu."
The host smiled and clapped, then became slightly serious: "So, to put it another way, do you have a moment with an 'important person' that made you feel especially happy?"
Mu Jiu: "..."
Mu Jiu: "After the family finished eating New Year's Eve dinner together, when fireworks were being set off outside?"
[As expected of Jiu Jiu, every answer exceeded my expectations, hahaha!]
But honestly, I feel that Jiu Jiu's personality is just like that—very practical and down-to-earth.
They are both such wonderful people.
[Such a good answer, are you preparing for the civil service exam? /winking emoji]
Not only were the viewers in the live chat amused by the unexpected answer, but the host also burst out laughing: "Indeed, this answer deserves full marks... And what about Teacher Ling Zhao? As a musician, you should be very good at creating romance, right?"
Ling Zhao: "I'm not very good at it, but if the other party expects it, I will try my best."
Although the words were negative, the host maintained a warm smile and said, "This attitude of 'because you care, I am willing' is perhaps the simplest form of romance. I also thank the two teachers for sharing such unique insights."
She smoothly moved through the process, flipping open the cue card in her hand: "The next question is one that many viewers and we are probably very curious about."
“We’ve seen some early behind-the-scenes footage, and the two actors’ initial interactions seemed a bit awkward, but when it came to the actual filming, especially those close-up shots that required strong emotional tension, their cooperation was incredibly smooth.”
"Teacher Ling Zhao, could you share with us what the key breakthrough was during this process? What helped you get into the zone quickly?"
Ling Zhao: "...It was Mu Jiu's help."
"Oh? The finished product we see is so perfect, it's hard to imagine that it needed to be worked out in the beginning."
A gossipy glint flashed in the host's eyes, and a knowing smile played on his lips: "The 'help' you mentioned, is there some... that wasn't captured on camera? Could you share that with our fans?"
What?! There's still content that can't be broadcast?!
[Quickly, I quickly opened the recording software, voice recorder, and video recorder / dog carrying rose]
Children love to listen, so talk to them more.
[Great insider information that made my blood sugar rise]
Just as Ling Zhao fell silent, an ambiguous atmosphere seemed to fill the air.
Mu Jiu looked up in surprise: "I didn't expect everyone to be so eager to learn."
host:?
Mu Jiu: "Actually, that was a course that had a profound impact on me."
The host's smile froze.
A... class?
Mu Jiu openly opened a video on his phone: "I happen to have this on my phone too, so I'll share it with you all. It's a collection of my favorite items."
As he finished speaking, Mu Jiu lightly tapped the interface with his finger.
Immediately afterwards, a gentle and righteous voice faintly came from the phone: "Preparation course for the performance stage - What should a novice actor pay attention to when acting for the first time?"
"First, stretching and relaxing..."
"..."
The live stream ended in a strange atmosphere.
As night fell, everyone gradually returned to the cabin.
Just as everyone was sitting around in the living room exchanging pleasantries and laughter, the tranquility of the small house was broken by a series of crisp message notification sounds.
Almost simultaneously, all the guests' phone screens lit up, displaying concise and direct messages:
[All male guests, please wait in the small house. Female guests, please proceed to the chat room immediately.]
Everyone exchanged puzzled glances.
After digesting the information, Guo Zifu stood up first and took the initiative to call out, "Shushu, let's go~ shall we all go together?"
Once someone takes the lead, others follow suit.
When the group arrived at the designated location, they discovered that the interior decoration had been completely changed.
In the center of the chat room stood a long table covered with a beige tablecloth, on which neatly arranged letter paper, envelopes, and several pens of different styles were placed.
The warm yellow light from the ceiling lamps cast a gentle glow, filling the room with the aroma of books.
"What is this? A letter-writing contest?"
Guo Zifu picked up a thick sheet of paper and curiously flipped through it.
The executive director stood in a corner of the room and only began to explain the rules after everyone had arrived: "Everyone, this is a special date arranged before the final decision day."
"Now, you need to pretend to be someone else and write a date invitation to your ex."
Meng Shuning astutely grasped the key point: "'Disguised as someone else'? What exactly does that mean?"
"You will need to write this date invitation under a different identity. After you write the letter yourselves, we will print it out and give it to your exes."
The director paused, then added, "The entire writing process needs to be kept strictly confidential, avoiding the use of imagery and information that could reveal the author's identity."
Hearing this, Qi Qing crossed her arms and asked, "What if they guessed it?"
"If your ex successfully sees through the disguise and guesses that the invitation came from you,"
The executive director's smile gradually widened: "Then, the budget for this meticulously prepared final date will be reduced by half."
"half?!"
Guo Zifu let out a wail and slumped onto the table. "This is too cruel! And I'm really bad at wordplay, I'll definitely give myself away if I write it... Director, can we ask for help from outside the studio? Or give me a template?"
"Rejected." The executive director shook his head mercilessly.
Guo Zifu immediately deflated after being rejected, and the room fell silent for a brief moment.
After a moment of contemplation, Xiang Wan asked another question: "Does this 'other person' have to be someone who actually exists in real life and whom the male guests present also know?"
"It doesn't necessarily have to be real, but it must be logically consistent to ensure that your ex can't guess that it's you."
"It's also permissible to write about her as the sixth female guest."
Xiang Wan nodded, seemingly having a preliminary idea in mind.
Guo Zifu was still troubled when she looked around and saw that Meng Shuning had already picked up a pen and was writing fluently on the letter paper. She couldn't help but ask in surprise, "Shushu, how come you're writing so fast? Do you already have an idea?"
Meng Shuning continued writing, then looked up and winked mischievously at her, a confident smile curving her lips: "Hmm, I borrowed a bit of the style and wording from my fans' 'rainbow farts,' I guarantee Teacher Fang won't guess."
[Shushu is so confident. Just thinking about how she'll be proven wrong every time she's so confident, makes my hand tremble slightly as I light my cigarette.]
[Hahaha, I laughed! Those are real fans!]
[Won't Meng Xiangcheng definitely get his pay docked? The production team is so greedy!]
[Hilarious! Is Meng Xiangcheng really going to have a bad ending? Half the budget! A date where he's broke is on the horizon!]
[Xiang Wan is so smart, she's already analyzing tactics, it's a pity her date is a jerk.]
[Guo Zifu: Who am I? Where am I? Why am I participating in this show?.jpg]
at the same time.
After hearing the executive director explain the rules, Mu Jiu quickly lowered his eyes and began to think.
If the next part matches the plot of the novel, it will be the part where you go on a trip with your ex.
Unlike inside the cabin, this time the two of them spent a real amount of time together, and being live-streamed the whole time made it easier to notice the awkwardness between them.
The "Chao Mu" couple has recently become incredibly popular. It wouldn't be a bad thing to cool things down a bit and create a slightly "unfamiliar" feeling, especially since it also involves the dating budget.
After a moment of brainstorming, she chose the safest direction.
While the other female guests gradually stopped writing, Mu Jiu continued writing at her own unhurried pace. Only at the very end did she hand over the thick stack of letters.
The executive director took it, weighed it in his hand, and exclaimed in surprise, "Wow, Teacher Mu Jiu wrote so much?"
Mu Jiu remained calm: "This is safer."
Her predecessor's letter of introduction adhered to the principle that the more you write, the more mistakes you make, and it was only about two hundred words long.
In such situations, the longer the letter, the more likely it is to cause confusion.
Not long after the female guests finished completing the "homework" assigned by the production team, the "mastermind" executive director reappeared in the living room.
While munching on sunflower seeds, Deng Minzhou asked the suddenly appearing executive director, "What have they all been up to all this time? A new mission?"
Mo Chuhe pushed up her glasses and said slowly, "It seems you've prepared a 'surprise' for us."
Without keeping them in suspense for too long, the other party stepped forward and distributed the letters to each of the male guests: "What you have now is a date invitation from a female guest."
"Everyone needs to carefully read the contents of the letter to determine who sent the invitation and whether they are in our cabin."
He paused briefly, his gaze sweeping over the male guests with their varied expressions, and continued, "If your judgment is 'yes,' then please find the female guest based on the clues or intentions in the letter, and give your response in person."
“If your judgment is ‘no’—that the inviter is not any of the ladies present—then please stay where you are, in the living room.”
After hearing the director finish speaking, Deng Minzhou shook the envelope in his hand: "So this means there will be a punishment for guessing wrong?"
The director smiled and said, "If a guest guesses the wrong person to invite, or mistakenly stays in the living room, half of their travel dating funds will be deducted."
[Wait, this rule sounds familiar/pig brain overload.jpg]
The production team knows how to save money!
[Hilarious! They could have just said they didn't want to pay, but instead they beat around the bush and made the girls write letters for ages. Seriously, I'm going to cry.]
【“It”/funny/funny/funny】
[#PovertyProgramTeamOnline“PonziScheme”#]
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Before he could even finish hearing the rules, Deng Minzhou casually tore open the envelope. He quickly glanced at it, his brows immediately furrowing: "I've been following you for a long time, and I've always thought you were a very gentle person... Who is this? This is giving me goosebumps."
Qi Youxiang: "It's possible that it was written this way on purpose to mislead readers..."
"That's true."
Deng Minzhou forced himself to continue reading, but after a while he couldn't help but squeeze out a double chin, covering the content: "Forget it, I'll just pretend it wasn't written by our female colleagues in the office."
After saying that, he casually glanced around.
Seeing Ling Zhao holding several sheets of paper filled with writing, Deng Minzhou's eyes widened in surprise: "Someone actually has the patience to write something this long? There must be some special clue... and you've already read it all?!"
Beside him, Ling Zhao opened the envelope, glanced at the letter almost without pausing, and then put it back.
Hearing Deng Minzhou's question, he glanced at it slightly, his voice still cold and indifferent: "I didn't see it."
After reading the letter, Mo Chuhe overheard the conversation and casually chimed in, "Judging from the length and the care put into the writing, it does seem to belong to someone with a delicate personality and direct expression. But we can't rule out the possibility that some people do the opposite, using length to obscure the focus, so not reading it is the right thing to do."
Deng Minzhou raised an eyebrow in disapproval: "But wouldn't that leave us with absolutely no clues..."
At this point, he paused, as if recalling something: "No, it's not entirely impossible, but we can at least rule out Guo Zifu. She hates writing the most, and even for the sake of the show, she couldn't write this much."
As the group was talking, Fang Yucheng looked up from the letter, his expression calm, though his eyes flickered slightly.
His letter seemed very brief. After reading it, he simply laid the letter flat on his lap and turned his gaze toward Ling Zhao with a hint of scrutiny.
I feel Chengbao has already guessed it; now he's assessing the results of the other people.
[Fang Yucheng: Let me see what your letters say (stares)]
Am I the only one who finds Deng Minzhou's line, "Eliminate a wrong answer," sweet? He understands Guo Zifu so well!
[I got a +1 to this, secretly praising my ex-girlfriend while adding, "She hates writing the most /winking emoji"]
[Wake up, isn't this an ex-boyfriend/girlfriend reality show? What kind of expired sweetness are we all consuming? /takes a big bite]
[You gluttonous girl, spit it out already! (sharp, explosive sound)]
Ling Zhao simply hummed in agreement and then stood up without hesitation.
Almost simultaneously, Fang Yucheng also put away the envelope without any extra expression and stood up.
"Wait a minute, Lao Fang, how did you find out too?"
Fang Yucheng merely turned his head slightly, gave him a look, and then walked towards the chat room.
Seeing this, Deng Minzhou looked around, picked up his own letter, and muttered to himself, "Alright, I'll go try my luck too." He then followed.
The group then headed towards the chat room.
On the other side, as the chat room door was pushed open, the girls who were chatting casually fell silent and all turned their eyes to the doorway.
Ling Zhao walked in, his gaze calmly sweeping across the room. He nodded slightly as a greeting, but without any hesitation, he walked straight in one direction.
When the footsteps finally stopped in front of him, Mu Jiu looked up, a hint of undisguised astonishment flashing in his eyes.
A letter was pushed in front of her.
"Too many words, I don't want to read them."
Ling Zhao looked at her calmly: "Say what you want to say to my face."
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Author's Note: The burning passion has... burned out. Tomorrow's chapter will likely be short.
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