Chapter 204: Truth or Lies, What Do You Want...?
Looking at this "bride" who was almost identical to them in height, figure, and clothing, the male singers exchanged bewildered glances—they had been careless in not lifting the red veil to verify her identity immediately. As a result, now that the female singers had surrounded them, they could no longer use such effective tactics…
"I never expected you to have such a trick up your sleeve..." Zheng Baixiang glanced at Pei Yansang, who was beaming with pride, with a wry smile, then turned to look at Lü Shangwei, who looked bewildered. "Well, can you recognize him?"
“I really wish I could recognize them, but they were just too ‘attentive’…” Lu Shangwei shook his head helplessly.
In recent years, Kuang Meixing has been busy flying all over Southeast Asia to perform commercially and earn money to pay off her mortgage, while he has been busy filming movies and TV series. The two of them have been separated for long periods of time, so even if there are slight changes in their figures, it is difficult to notice them at first. Moreover, the female singer's team is particularly "scheming" and deliberately made the "bride" wear the most complicated winter dress that can best cover up the figure, along with a red veil, which is obviously a little scheme to make it impossible for them to distinguish the real from the fake based on their figures.
After confirming that even the future groom couldn't tell which was real and which was fake, Zheng Baixiang could only turn back to Pei Yansang and say, "You guys are pretty good. So, tell me, what tricks are you planning to pull this time?"
“We weren’t trying to play any tricks. If you hadn’t broken the rules first, this situation wouldn’t have happened—” Pei Yansang raised her voice immediately as she said this, “Sisters, don’t you agree?”
“That’s right!” The female singers, who had split into small groups and surrounded the male singers’ group, responded enthusiastically.
Zheng Baixiang glared at Pei Yansang speechlessly. Just as he was about to ask again how the male singers were going to be tormented, Shang Hanyou, who was standing next to him, gestured for Cheng Erjian and others to hold down the bride he was holding. Then he quickly leaned in and whispered a few words in his ear.
Upon hearing Shang Hanyou's words, Zheng Baixiang immediately looked thoughtful. He raised the microphone to his lips and began to ask, "Hey, Pei, where did your team's vice-captain, who's just as sharp-tongued as you, go?"
“And Vivian isn’t here either!” On the other side, Li Dewen, who had also grabbed a bride, glanced at the female singer’s side and immediately came to another conclusion.
Kuang Mei-hing was the first runner-up in the Miss Hong Kong pageant that year, so her height is naturally not short. If someone were to be found to confuse the real person with her, they would definitely need to be around 1.7 meters tall. On the female singer team, only a few people, such as Li Si-shi, Tang Jing-wen, Wen Hui-hui, and Cheng Zou-yun, have a height that hovers around that number.
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The shoes under the bride's dress didn't have any special soles with extra thickness or height. After eliminating the female singers whose height difference was too great, we could quickly determine the true identities of the two brides.
“Oh—so, only one of these ‘brides’ is real?” Zheng Baixiang nodded.
"Yeah, you've been talking a lot of nonsense tonight. Let me ask you, is it possible that more than one of these things is true?" Pei Yansang retorted without hesitation, and the audience was immediately amused by her sophistry.
"Calm down, calm down. We're here tonight to congratulate them on their wedding, not to argue. Please, both sides, stop being so confrontational!" Jiang Zhiwei pulled back the two team captains who were at each other's throats and continued to smooth things over.
Unfortunately, no matter how hard Jiang Zhiwei, the official emcee, tried, the temporary emcee next to him was a mischievous shrimp with the same mentality as the audience at the scene and the viewers in front of the TV. His face even read "I'm just looking for a good show and I'm afraid things won't turn out badly": "It's not interesting to be calm. It's because you're not calm that it's interesting and fun!"
Especially during the "bride-receiving" segment, every member of the male singer team had several red marks drawn on their faces. The painted-face cats standing next to him, looking disheveled, made him look even more handsome!
Rong Juezhang leisurely brushed off non-existent dust from his body, his smug, gossipy demeanor adding a touch of roguish charm that was both endearing and infuriating to onlookers.
"Hey hey—I've found a key point! At dawn, I fiddled with the tag on the hem of the bride's top that I had snagged, and my imagination started running wild. "This dress is from Guanhua. Hanyou, didn't you shoot an ad for them before? Can you tell the difference?"
"It's true I've filmed their ads, but I've never worn them. How am I supposed to tell?" Shang Hanyou, who was going back to hold down the bride his team had captured, was almost amused by Ling Chen's train of thought. "I was wearing men's clothing, not women's clothing!"
Oh, right.
He nodded in sudden realization in the early hours of the morning, his adorable blank expression eliciting screams from his Little Red Riding Hood fans in the audience.
After discussing for a while without coming up with a good method of identification, Zheng Baixiang, the captain of the male singers' team, could only apologize to the female singers' team on behalf of his team: "Alright, alright, tell me again how you're going to mess with us this time..."
"How can you call this a hassle? To marry your dream wife, you definitely need to overcome many obstacles!"
"You've only reached the second level!" Pei Yansang immediately retorted.
"Wow, we still have to overcome five obstacles and defeat six generals! Even Tang Bohu's 'Flirting with Qiu Xiang' wasn't this difficult!" The male singers exclaimed.
“Well, I actually agree with that statement,” Rong Juezhang said, speaking up for the female singers’ team, then playfully waving his hand towards the audience, “So I’ve chosen not to get married! That way I won’t have to go through this hardship, and I’ll be carefree!”
"Hey, stop talking nonsense, you guys make your move!" The impatient Huo Gucheng stepped forward and shouted, then quickly returned to his squad and together with Li Dewen, held down the bride on their side.
"Since you're all so eager, fine, we'll be merciful and give you a hint—" Pei Yansang gestured, and the male and female singers who were holding the brides backstage moved aside one by one, "Next, we'll have the backstage staff play each 'brides' their signature songs, and then they'll each perform the corresponding dance. Let's see if you can guess which person each song belongs to..."
"Come on, come on, we're not afraid of you." Zheng Baixiang and the male singers exchanged glances and readily accepted the challenge. "But what if we're the first to guess the correct option?"
"Let's see if you can guess correctly. You're so confident before it even starts!" Pei Yansang waved her hand dismissively.
"Confidence is the only way to prove our 'strength,' brothers, let's try to guess it right on the first try!" Zheng Baixiang called out as he turned around.
"Alright, first up is Vivian's 'Dreaming of Being Too Sentimental,' sisters, jump up!" Pei Yansang gave the order, the music started, and the brides who remained in the center of the stage began to dance.
"Wow—this is clearly a provocation! The song title itself is so cleverly ambiguous."
The male singers whispered among themselves, and then nominated Ling Chen, who had collaborated with Wen Huihui the most, and Li Dewen, who had the best relationship with Wen Huihui, to stand at the front and observe as carefully as possible, so that the male singers could make the final decision.
"I think it looks like the one on the left." I looked at it for a while in the early morning, and said hesitantly.
"No way, I actually think it's more like the one in the middle." Hearing him say that, Li Dewen's initial 90% certainty began to waver a little.
"Have you made your choice yet? Hey, the timer is on!" Pei Yansang shouted, leading the female singers' team.
"Go ahead." Ling Chen decisively pushed Li Dewen out.
Li Dewen was pushed without warning, and could only endure the eager anticipation of the male singers.
With a look in his eyes, he went up to the very center and lifted the "bride's" red veil.
"It's a winner! It's a winner!" The male singers clapped their hands with joy as they saw Wen Huihui's face immediately revealed after the red veil was lifted. She was looking helplessly at her old friend Li Dewen, who was not giving her any face.
"Alright, stop howling here. The next song is Ah May's 'If I Were a Myth,' keep guessing—" Pei Yansang gestured for Wen Huihui to quickly put the red veil back on.
"Are you kidding me? We guessed it all right, and we can't even reduce the number by one?" The male singers shouted.
"Maybe you just happened to be lucky and got the perfect chance. The initiative is in our hands, so stop talking nonsense!" Pei Yansang continued to display her overwhelming power, leaving the male singers speechless and embarrassed.
Who are you sending out to guess this time?
Seeing the male singers cowering like quails intimidated by her, Pei Yansang continued her provocations with great satisfaction.
“This is even easier. We’ll just send the one who’s closest to your vice-captain. Hanyou, go.” Zheng Baixiang immediately waved for Shang Hanyou to step forward.
"Is one person enough this time? Why not send one more?" Rong Juezhang interjected.
Zheng Baixiang frowned, and just as he was about to refuse, he suddenly noticed that Rong Juezhang seemed to be making a small gesture to Ling Chen behind his back.
He immediately understood: "Oh, so Rong Juezhang supports this one. Sorry, Hanyou, I'll make it up to you after we beat the female singer's team..."
However, Zheng Baixiang, who didn't think he was a fan of any of the Li Sishi CP, thought to himself, "Why are there so many people shipping Li Sishi and Ling Chen?" Then he waved again to signal Ling Chen to step forward as well.
Meanwhile, Pei Yansang, who also noticed Rong Juezhang secretly making hand signals to Ling Chen, was immediately unsettled. As Shang Hanyou passed by, she also secretly made a hand signal to him.
So Shang Hanyou and Ling Chen, who were wiping their faces as they walked, stood on either side of each other after wiping the red marks off their faces...
After discovering the problem, they looked at the person standing opposite them with some confusion.
"Hey, which one are you going to choose?" Pei Yansang looked at Rong Juezhang, who was waiting to see a good show, with some surprise, and then raised the microphone to ask again.
Now she couldn't be sure if her guess was right or wrong—this part was entirely up to the female singer playing the "bride," so she could only choose the one she felt most confident about.
But why did Rong Juezhang...
Why did you choose the one on the right?
Could it be that these cousins have some unspeakable secret that allows them to identify each other?
"You drive." After thinking about it, Ling Chen had more faith in Pei Yansang's judgment.
Shang Hanyou nodded and raised his hand to lift the red veil from his "bride's" veil—and immediately met Wen Huihui's smug smile.
"No reason—" Before Shang Hanyou could finish speaking, Ling Chen, seemingly sensing something, suddenly and unceremoniously pulled off the red veil of the "bride" beside him.
"Oh?!" When they saw that the "bride" on the other side of the stage was Cheng Zouyun, who hadn't been guessed but had joined the group, not only the audience but also the male singers' team was in an uproar.
Incidentally, quite a few male singers secretly glared at Cheng Zouyun's boyfriend, Lu Shi'an, speechlessly: other people's business partners and good friends could guess who it was, but this guy couldn't guess his girlfriend, putting them in such a passive position now...
"Sigh, I should have guessed it. You just said that there weren't two real ones among them..." Zheng Baixiang could only sigh when he saw this. "But you didn't have to design all the people on this stage to be fake, did you?!"
"Why would I make things difficult for someone on such a joyous occasion? Cally is right over there." Pei Yansang gestured for the camera to turn around, and immediately captured Kuang Meixing, dressed in a little dress, smiling and waving as she went on stage.
"You inexperienced youngsters, you've fallen for my trap, haven't you? Hahahaha!" Taking advantage of everyone's attention being focused on Kuang Meixing, Rong Juezhang sprinted to the center of the stage and reached out to lift the red veil from the "bride" standing in the very center—
A red shadow flashed by, revealing a beautiful face; it was as if I had seen and heard something in a dream.
What should have been a breathtakingly beautiful scene, followed by an even more ethereal and refined beauty, felt all too "familiar"—
He vaguely recalled the bizarre dream that had nearly made him faint with anger, and Rong Juezhang's heart skipped a beat. He quickly pulled the red veil, which he had only partially lifted, back over Li Sishi's head...
Before Li Sishi could even wonder what was happening, her vision suddenly brightened and then turned red. She discovered that the light had returned to her left.
She subconsciously turned her head to look, and Ling Chen was smiling at her, his smile indescribable.
It's like a good-natured guy who happens to see his crush get into trouble after doing something naughty, so he comes to her rescue, both amused and annoyed. His eyes convey a mixture of helplessness and doting affection.
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