The production crew’s aforementioned surprise actually turned out to be none other than the guests from the reaction panel. Luo Yaoye and the others were still setting up their tents when Xu Jingzhe and Liang Yu just so happened to arrive.
The two seemed to be arguing about something.
“You weren’t even born in the year of the dog,” Xu Jingzhe was absolutely flabbergasted at how Liang Yu could make stuff up and not see any problem with it. “You’re the same age as me. You do the math. If you were born in the year of the dog, how old would you be?”
Liang Yu replied, indifferent, “What’s wrong with being forty? I can’t be your man if I’m forty? Are you going to divorce me over something like that?”
Xu Jingzhe: “…” His toes were about to curl up from cringe. He couldn’t stand it anymore and retorted, “You shouldn’t use an insult like that as playful banter!”
Liang Yu’s lips twitched. He felt that Xu Jingzhe was too sensitive about certain stuff, which was why his parts weren’t working down there.
Xu Jingzhe could probably tell what he was thinking, and, for the first time, he got a little angry out of embarrassment. He didn’t even bother to help carry the tent materials. Liang Yu hadn’t wanted him to do any work in the first place, so he simply heaved it all onto his shoulder and lazily called out from behind him, “What are you walking so fast for? Is someone tickling the soles of your feet?”
Xu Jingzhe took a deep breath and waited for him where he was.
Most of the guests didn’t actually know how to set up a large-scale tent. Zhao Han and Jian Zhongling took some last minute measures by searching up tutorials in their cell phones, but they weren’t much more experienced than the rest of them. Upon the arrival of Liang Yu and Xu Jingzhe, everyone stopped what they were doing. It was like a fanmeet, everyone greeting their idols one by one.
Zhao Han was very nervous when he saw Liang Yu. In order to appear strong and reliable, he deliberately wore a tank top today, showcasing his large tattooed arms.
Xu Jingzhe stared at his tattoo, curious. “What’s this?”
Zhao Han said, “This is a ghost monk, meaning boundless.”
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Shaking open the canvas of the tent, Liang Yu neatly draped it over the tent’s frame. Xu Jingzhe stood to the side, wanting to help but not knowing how. In no time at all, Liang Yu emerged from the tent flap, looking at him.
“Come inside and take a look,” Liang Yu said, half hunched over. He then moved out of the way a bit. Xu Jingzhe then shimmied his way inside and found that there was actually quite a bit of space inside the tent. Liang Yu had set up the sleeping bags, mosquito repellent lamps, and a small coffee table, some cooking utensils set on top of it.
The other guests’ tents hadn’t been set up yet. Luo Yaoye and Cai Xinrui could only run over together.
“Mr. Liang, can you help us?” Cai Xinrui cutely pleaded with him. “We really can’t do it without you.”
Luo Yaoye still remembered the line about Liang Yu’s “people” from the last episode. It pained her, but she was ready to make that sacrifice if that was what it took to set up her tent. Liang Yu didn’t make things difficult for her, stating that he’d set the tents up for a million yuan each.
“…” Luo Yaoye was shocked. She said, “Not only are you going to rob me over mahjong, you’re going to rob me over a tent set up too?!”
Xu Jingzhe almost died of laughter when he saw the two of them bickering like that. In the end, Luo Yaoye reluctantly sent Liang Yu a two hundred yuan WeChat red envelope and only then did Liang Yu agree to help set up the tent.
Once all three tents were set up, the producers and cameramen gathered around to hand out task cards to the group. Luo Yaoye probably hadn’t expected there to be task cards, joking about how she thought she was here for an outdoor wedding.
“I even brought a dress with me,” Luo Yaoye said gravely. She then double-checked with the producer. “Is there really no wedding?”
The producer laughed and said humbly, “We can’t afford something like that.”
Luo Yaoye thought about Liang Yu and Xu Jingzhe’s current net worths and wisely kept her mouth shut.
The tasks weren’t really tasks but more like interactive games among the guests. The campsite staff brought out the horses that they’d rented in advance, allowing the guests to pick their steed before heading for the observation tower.
“We have three copies of the map,” the producer announced through a megaphone. “You can choose whichever route you want to take. Whoever gets to the tower last will be paying for everyone’s horse rentals and stargazing expenses.”
Upon learning that he’d have to shell out his own money, Liang Yu’s entire expression suddenly changed. He and Xu Jingzhe both had horseriding skills because of the roles they’d played, so, after picking out two horses, they took a map and hit the road.
The cameras couldn’t follow too closely behind the horses, so the drone was used to assist in filming the entire journey. Liang Yu rode horseback, almost side by side with Xu Jingzhe, their horses’ heads moving in sync.
The campsite was quite vast. Xu Jingzhe looked down at the map and chose a path through the mountain. He felt that a straight path would be shorter.
“There’s a horse trail through the mountain,” Xu Jingzhe said, holding onto the reins. His steed was a mare and a rather coy one at that. She lagged behind Liang Yu’s stallion by half a length, always leaning over to nuzzle the other horse’s neck.
Liang Yu let out a sigh and suddenly asked, “Do you think I look like a cowboy?”
Xu Jingzhe mulled it over for a bit and replied, “All we’re missing is a herd of sheep.”
Liang Yu burst into laughter.
Xu Jingzhe had initially assumed that Liang Yu would be in a hurry, but that turned out not to be the case. The mountain scenery was stunningly beautiful. Xu Jingzhe caught sight of a trickling stream from the back of his horse. The click clack of hooves upon the brick-paved horse trail echoed out, one after another. The sky had not completely darkened yet, so, as they circled around the mountain, they could see the last remaining arcs of sun.
The two horses snorted, affectionately nuzzling each other. Xu Jingzhe couldn’t find the words to describe the color of the sky at this moment. The fragments of sunlight colored the clouds in splendor. It was almost as if they were coated in syrup, its sweetness just out of reach.
He continued riding, and, at some point, his reins ended up in Liang Yu’s hands. Liang Yu led his horse, slowly moving forward in the scenery.
It was almost completely dark by the time they descended the mountain. Liang Yu brought a flashlight with him. Xu Jingzhe looked at the map under the dim light, commenting that they were almost there.
The lookout was on the other side of the mountain, its exterior resembling an iron tower. The producer and several cameramen were already waiting there. It was then that Xu Jingzhe finally remembered that this was a race. He hurriedly asked if everyone else had arrived.
“There was a bit of a mishap.” The producer looked a little embarrassed. “Zhao Han doesn’t know how to ride a horse, and Luo Yaoye was with him. Jian Zhongling and Cai Xinrui didn’t understand the map and got lost, so … we’re preparing to go down and pick them up.”
Xu Jingzhe: “…”
Liang Yu only cared about one thing. “We don’t have to pay up then, right?”
The producer had no choice but to say, “You two are exempt from paying.”
Liang Yu was very satisfied. He left the two horses with staff and loftily commanded the others, “Go ahead and pick up the others. No need to film us.”
The producer braced himself and said, “I don’t know about that. Could you at least let me leave one cameraman behind to get some additional footage?”
“What footage do you need?” Liang Yu asked impatiently. “Isn’t there enough footage from the journey here? All we’re going to do is kiss and look at the stars. What makes you think the cameraman will even want to film that? You should ask him whether he’s sick of it or not.”
The producer: “…”
Liang Yu to the cameraman : “are you a pervert? nah, im sure youre sick of it, leave my alone w/my boo. :)”
Zhao Han is too cute to be a fierce rapper, it honestly adds depth to his character which makes him very lovable. 🫶
Yeah, he spoke the truth! 😂
Thank You for the new chapter (灬♥ω♥灬)
Ahh Zhao Han is so cute