123 Chapter 123
So, while the audience on Lingwang was still immersed in the excitement of watching other people dating, the official Weibo of Hehuan Sect posted a blog to tell everyone: Now you can not only watch sweet and affectionate confessions, but also watch how others break up.
The afternoon after the weekly broadcast of "If You Are the One," our new show, "Fate Transfer Station," will also be airing. Do you have a tangled web of emotional troubles? Let us help you make a decision!
The program's promotional poster also featured Elder Youlan, who was wearing a black dress and glasses and sitting there, which immediately attracted the interest of many people.
"I must watch any show with Sister Youlan!"
"Is it as exciting as 'If You Are the One'? I want to see more gossip!"
"Hehehe, I love seeing couples quarreling! Break up! Break up all of you!"
Just like that, Ning Shu didn't even need to do much publicity, netizens with various purposes quickly flocked over and rushed into the live broadcast room as soon as the program started.
"Good afternoon, everyone! I'm the host, Ning Shu! Welcome to the large-scale emotional variety show, 'Fate Transfer Station'!"
Having happily helped several couples yesterday, Ning Shu changed into a more modest outfit today and began hosting a breakup show. With a wave of her hand, she introduced her fellow breakups without a care in the world:
"Let us welcome our special guest, relationship expert Ms. Youlan, with warm applause!"
This time, there were no female guests on the stage to cheer and applaud, but Elder Youlan was able to remain calm in front of the camera. Wearing her signature pair of lens-free glasses, she lowered her head slightly and smiled as a greeting, and the fans in the live broadcast room immediately became active.
"Sister Youlan, thanks to your reminder, I've broken up with that scumbag!"
"Sister Youlan, I'm with the person I like thanks to the method you shared!"
"Doesn't anyone think Sister Youlan is very beautiful? I'm a fan of Sister Youlan's looks!"
"Of course. Do you understand the value of the Hehuan Sect elders?"
Although Ning Shu hadn't seen it, she could imagine what the comments would be like. She struck while the iron was hot and took advantage of the atmosphere to get straight to the point and invite the male and female guests for this time:
"Next, let's briefly introduce the first couple who need help! Please look at the big screen!"
The stage scene on the screen was quickly cut off, and a short video that had been prepared long ago appeared in the live broadcast room.
"My name is Mu Yuanyuan, an ordinary disciple of the Hehuan Sect. One summer over fifty years ago, I met my beloved Huang Qingsheng..."
In the picture, two black silhouettes of a man and a woman are getting closer and closer in a field full of flowers. A pair of colorful butterflies flutter by. Everything is so peaceful and happy.
"Unfortunately, as time went on, more and more problems began to arise between the two of us, and we argued more and more. We still loved each other, but this love began to make us feel painful..."
As the deep female voice slowly began to speak, the originally blue sky suddenly became overcast. After the storm, the butterflies disappeared, the flower fields were scattered, and only two black silhouettes were left, arguing, hugging, and pushing each other, as if there would never be an end.
"Every time I want to let him go, I feel heartbroken, but being with him is also heartbreaking. Where should our relationship go from here?"
With this question, the short film finally ended and the scene returned to the stage. Ning Shu did not waste any words and directly invited the man and woman to come out: "Please welcome the two protagonists of the short film!"
The curtains on both sides of the stage opened, revealing a sweet-looking female cultivator and a handsome male cultivator standing on either side of the stage. They were clearly a couple, but they looked at each other in silence. Finally, Ning Shu took the initiative to start the conversation:
"Ms. Mu Yuanyuan said that you two often quarrel. What exactly is the cause of the quarrel?"
When this issue was brought up, Mu Yuanyuan's eyes began to turn red. She spoke in an accusing tone, "He has so many close friends, and he often goes out to have fun with them. I've tried to persuade him many times, but he just won't listen..."
Huang Qingsheng immediately expressed his grievance upon hearing what the other person said: "She always thinks too much. I have so many sisters and junior sisters in my sect, what can I do? I can't betray my sect and never have anything to do with them, right?"
"What do you mean I'm overthinking it? It's obviously because you two are too close!" Miss Mu Yuanyuan couldn't help but stamp her feet in anger when she said this. She looked at Ning Shu and complained, "Young Sect Master, you don't know, one year on his birthday, I wanted to give him a surprise, so I went to his sect without telling him in advance. As a result, I saw him and his little sister hugging each other in the courtyard..."
"Hugging each other? You're really going too far!" Ning Shu looked at the male guest with disapproval: "No matter how good your relationship is, you can't do this, right?"
Although Huang Qingsheng looked a little guilty, he still pretended to be calm and said, "It's just that my junior sister came to help me celebrate my birthday. We hug each other every year on our birthdays. It's just a habit."
"How can childhood be the same as now!" Mu Yuanyuan looked so angry that she was about to cry.
Huang Qingsheng, on the other hand, said nonchalantly, "It's just a birthday. Besides, we've known each other for hundreds of years. She's like my own sister. What's wrong with a hug between siblings?"
"What do you mean? What's wrong with hugging?" Mu Yuanyuan's originally soft and sweet voice unconsciously became sharp: "Do you mean that you can hug her whenever you want? Then you two should just live together!"
Huang Qingsheng sighed and seemed very helpless, then uttered a classic quote: "If you think so, there's nothing I can do."
Ning Shu: ...
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No, no, we can't just do it. Ning Shu took a deep breath to suppress her anger, maintaining her professionalism as a host. She looked at Miss Mu Yuanyuan, who had already started to cry: "You said he has many close friends, so does that mean he's not the only one like this?"
Mu Yuanyuan nodded with sobs, "Yes, and his senior sister. One time, he and I went on an adventure in a secret realm together, and we accidentally got separated halfway through... I was so worried about him that I searched for him in the secret realm for a long time, and I was almost injured by monsters several times... I kept looking for him in the secret realm until it was closed... but I still couldn't find him. In the end, I was ejected from the secret realm..."
At this point, she seemed particularly aggrieved. After a long pause, she choked up and said, "It turned out that he had already come out with his senior sister. His senior sister was disheveled and still wearing his coat... Wuwu... I've been looking for him for so long... Wuwu..."
"I already told you it was a misunderstanding. Senior Sister accidentally fell into the lake. I can't just leave her standing there wet, right?"
"What about that time we went boating together? Why did you and your second senior sister drink from the same cup?"
"We have always been like this, you knew it before..."
"But we are already together, can't you avoid suspicion?"
"Is it necessary? We've known each other for so many years. If I really wanted to do that, we would have been together a long time ago..."
From the constant quarrels between the young couple, Ning Shu finally figured out the problem between them.
To put it simply, the man is a warm-hearted man who is like a central air conditioner. He happens to be surrounded by a group of sisters like Jia Baoyu. Therefore, this style of doing things has continued even after he was with his Taoist partner, causing Miss Mu Yuanyuan to be troubled by all kinds of trivial matters.
"Excuse me, Miss Mu Yuanyuan." Ning Shu interrupted the female guest's nagging like a complaining woman: "Since this man has such a lack of sense of propriety, why don't you break up with him?"
Miss Mu Yuanyuan lowered her head and clasped her hands tightly together. After a long while, she spoke in an inaudible voice: "I think he will change..."
Ning Shu: ...
No, the more I ask, the higher my blood pressure gets.
It wasn't just Ning Shu. Faced with such a combination of a scumbag man and a resentful woman, the audience in the live broadcast room was also very angry, and angry barrages flashed by quickly.
"You're not breaking up yet? Miss, do you have something on this guy?"
"Did he see you secretly practicing magic?"
"Why? Why does such a playboy have a beautiful partner?"
"Yeah! And he's surrounded by beautiful female cultivators. God is simply blind!"
"Break up! Did you hear me? He won't change. Miss, please stop being so stubborn!"
"What's the point of clinging to this kind of garbage? Break up now and cut your losses!"
Even though Ning Shu couldn't see the comments, she could still guess what the audience's reaction was. She looked at Mu Yuanyuan, who was sobbing softly with her head down, and then at Huang Qingsheng, who stood there calmly and unconcerned. She knew that Mu Yuanyuan would not be willing to break up even if she was forced to. So she sighed and handed the stage to Elder Youlan:
"Okay, we've already learned about the basic situation of these two guests. Now let's move on to emotional counseling! Ms. Youlan, do you have anything to say?"
Elder Youlan wasn't as indignant as the audience. In fact, she had been sitting calmly and listening to the argument between the two. She didn't immediately suggest that Mu Yuanyuan break up. Instead, she walked onto the stage and handed her a handkerchief, "Do you know what you look like now?"
"Eh?" Mu Yuanyuan was stunned, looking at Elder Youlan with her red eyes.
Elder Youlan waved his hands and a water mirror appeared. Mu Yuanyuan in the mirror had red and swollen eyes from crying, her hair and makeup were messy, and her tears were streaming down her face without her having time to wipe them away. She looked no different from a wild woman throwing a tantrum on the roadside.
"Do you look good? Do you still remember what you looked like before?"
As Elder Youlan asked the question, the big screen behind the stage replayed Mu Yuanyuan's appearance when she first appeared. She was a sweet girl with a cute baby face. She had two dimples on her cheeks when she smiled. The playful kingfisher hairpin on her head was specially matched with the color of the skirt she was wearing, and she also applied the latest peach-colored lip balm on her lips.
There is no doubt that this is a beautiful girl who knows how to dress well and knows very well how to maximize her advantages.
She was completely different from the woman who was crying uncontrollably now. Anyone who saw her would feel heartbroken.
"Yes, this young lady is so beautiful. I almost forgot about it because she cried for so long..."
"You've been crying and making a fuss since you first appeared. It's such a waste of your face!"
"This is actually a person, is this a love relationship or a tribulation?"
"Do you know why you became like this?" Elder Youlan put away the water mirror and looked into Mu Yuanyuan's astonished eyes.
"Because, because I always quarrel with him, because I can't bear to break up..." Mu Yuanyuan lowered her head sadly: "My friends and best friends all say that I am stubborn..."
"No, the reason you became like this is because of that man. He did it on purpose." Youlan held Mu Yuanyuan's shoulders and forced her to look up. Her cold eyes met hers, and she said in a gloomy tone:
"He deliberately provoked you because he enjoyed seeing a female cultivator from the Hehuan Sect lose face by risking her life for him. He deliberately turned you into a mad woman because that would greatly satisfy his superficial male ego."
"I didn't!" Huang Qingsheng, who was standing on the other side, immediately defended himself: "Ms. Youlan, I admit that I sometimes get a little close to my senior and junior sisters, but it's just because we grew up together and have no sense of propriety. I didn't mean it..."
"Didn't you just say that?" Elder Youlan interrupted the other party's explanation in a calm tone, pushing up the silver-rimmed glasses on his nose to reflect a cold light:
"If I really wanted to, we would have been together a long time ago - the subtext of this sentence is, I know she likes me, I can be with her by just snapping my fingers.
You knew clearly that there was something fishy going on between you and those sisters? Yet, after you found a lover, instead of keeping your distance from them, you sounded quite proud. What's going on? Are you proud of being fought over and snatched away? I thought only the young men of Nanfeng Pavilion would work so hard for such things these days."
Huang Qingsheng finally lost his composure. His face turned pale and blue as he angrily retorted, "What do you mean by that? Who are you calling a prostitute?"
Youlan spread her hands and said, "If you insist on thinking this way, then I can't help it."
Ning Shu pursed her lips and tried hard to hold back her laughter, but the audience in the live broadcast room didn't have so many concerns.
"What a curse!"
"I see. I've always felt like something was wrong. Turns out this guy did it on purpose!"
"Filthy! Disgusting! Trash!"
"Awesome!!!! Sister Youlan, my eternal goddess!"
After making Huang Qingsheng speechless, Elder Youlan turned around and squinted his eyes at Mu Yuanyuan, who was still immersed in shock:
"What are you looking at? You're only talking about him and not you, right? You managed to grab a ball of stinky mud and you're still holding on to it. Are you feeling proud of yourself?"
Mu Yuanyuan: ...
Sisters, I'm sweating profusely. What's the point of talking about love or not? I just want to leave this horrible place as soon as possible.
【Author’s words】
Elder Youlan: You can't even recognize such a low-level method. Who is your master? How did he teach you? [Angry]
Mu Yuanyuan: I was wrong, I was wrong. I won’t talk about it again. Please don’t look for my master. [Please]
Ning Shu: This female guest's face doesn't show any reluctance to give up love, but rather a panic of being called by her parents [狗头]
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