Author: 颜凉雨 / Yan Liang Yu

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/

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Chapter 13

Ever since the promotional clips and behind-the-scenes footage were released, Ran Lin was recognized more frequently on the streets. Setting aside the subtle public opinion tendencies of the behind-the-scenes footage, which had just come out today, most fans and passersby still saw Ran Lin as the clean-cut young man from the promotional video.

Although all were called “National First Love”, only Ran Lin and Zhang Beichen still retained a youthful vibe to this day. Xia Xinran wasn’t a beautiful youth but a beauty, with his looks overshadowing his age; Lu Yiyao was a mature, romantic man—someone you could rely on; Gu Jie, on the other hand, seemed ready to carry you straight to the civil affairs bureau to register for marriage.

Yet, even within their youthful vigor, Ran Lin and Zhang Beichen differed. The former was like the quiet boy next door, with a touch of freshness, while the latter was more like a sporty senior, handsome with an energetic upward vibe.

Therefore, when the promotional video was released, even though Ran Lin was ridiculed openly and secretly by the fans of the other four stars, to unbiased passersby, he seemed quite fitting for the image of a first love.

Thanks to the rising attention, Wang Xi wanted Ran Lin to maintain the image from the promotional video in the minds of the audience and fans until the program officially aired. So, during this period, she minimized his public exposure and naturally prevented too many candid photos from circulating—finally, Ran Lin got to experience flying first-class for the first time.

After passing through security, there was still half an hour until boarding. The Capital Airport was still bustling in the evening. Ran Lin, wearing a cap and a mask, quickly followed Wang Xi into the VIP lounge.

This time, in addition to Liu Wanwan, Wang Xi also brought a makeup artist and a few others, expanding their team compared to the previous two episodes. Except for Ran Lin, everyone else had economy class tickets. Wang Xi was special; as a frequent flyer and a gold card member, she could enjoy the VIP lounge like Ran Lin in first class, while the rest waited in the hall near the boarding gate after passing security.

The VIP lounge was sparse and quiet. In the spacious area, there were stylishly arranged armchairs, sofas, modern small coffee tables, and various plants. A few business-dressed travelers were scattered about, reading or working on laptops in silence.

At Wang Xi’s request, the well-trained staff led them to the back of the lounge, a semi-enclosed space separated by a row of bookshelves, which Wang Xi thought was quieter.

However, as soon as they rounded the bookshelves, Ran Lin saw Lu Yiyao sitting on the sofa behind them. Hearing the noise, Lu Yiyao looked up. Their eyes met, and both were momentarily bewildered.

Wang Xi, who hadn’t seen Lu Yiyao to her right, kept her head high and straight ahead as she passed the bookshelves. So, the first person she noticed was Yao Hong, who was about to leave to go to the restroom.

“Well, isn’t it Hong Jie?”

Wang Xi’s voice wasn’t loud, sounding like a polite greeting in a public place. But Ran Lin could tell it wasn’t the usual indifferent Wang Xi. The tone was subtly rising, and the enunciation was clear, seemingly implying something more.

Yao Hong, as always, responded with a gentle smile.

And just a short response…

“What a coincidence, Xiao Wang.”

Which was a bit cryptic.

Both in their forties, this strange way of addressing each other, combined with the knowledge that they had both worked at Pentium Media, made Ran Lin feel like he could conjure up an eighty-episode palace drama in his mind.

But after the greetings, the two women linked arms and went off to a corner to catch up, leaving Ran Lin standing awkwardly beside the bookshelf, unsure whether to stay or go.

“Hi, what a coincidence,” Ran Lin awkwardly echoed Yao Hong’s opening line during their uncomfortable eye contact.

Lu Yiyao, recovering from his initial surprise, stood up from the sofa without much thought. “Are you also on the 7 p.m. flight?”

Ran Lin didn’t expect Lu Yiyao to stand up so politely; he had imagined that a mere response from Lu Yiyao would be good enough. So, he hurriedly said, “You rest. Don’t mind me.”

Lu Yiyao, still standing, looked at him somewhat perplexedly. Ran Lin, feeling equally baffled by the attention, finally realized and replied, “Oh, my flight is at 18:55.”

Lu Yiyao felt a bit awkward and added a second note to his evaluation of Ran Lin as a “scheming boy”—occasionally clueless.

The first note was made on the night when Ran Lin faced the super spicy noodles and the extremely sour and bitter juice, marked by his thoughtful offering of a bottle of mineral water—occasionally considerate.

“So, we’re on the same flight,” Lu Yiyao concluded and sat back down.

Ran Lin suddenly had a strange feeling, as if standing up to greet him was a task embedded in Lu Yiyao’s bodily mechanics, unrelated to his personal feelings towards Ran Lin but merely a reflex in the given situation.

“I’ll go over there…” Ran Lin pointed in Wang Xi’s direction, and without waiting for Lu Yiyao’s response, he tactfully exited the scene.

Lu Yiyao, who was about to say, “let’s sit together”, couldn’t find the right moment to speak, and the words died before being said.

There was nothing wrong with this. It was just a polite remark after all. But when Ran Lin didn’t actually go to Wang Xi but instead chose an inconspicuous single sofa in a corner, avoiding Wang Xi and Yao Hong, who were still “catching up”, Lu Yiyao felt a bit awkward.

He had imagined Ran Lin would try every possible way to interact with him and cling to him. Though such a thought was a bit shameless, it was how Ran Lin had acted when they first met.

No, they actually hadn’t properly met at that time.

If the start of their “acquaintance” was marked by the first episode’s recording, then during the entire two episodes, “the Ran Lin he knew” hadn’t done anything offensive. In fact, not only did Ran Lin not eagerly interact with him, but he also intentionally or unintentionally avoided him in the show.

When all five of them appeared on camera, Ran Lin interacted most with Xia Xinran, followed by Zhang Beichen.

Lu Yiyao wasn’t sure if Ran Lin had “turned over a new leaf” or developed a new “strategy”, but setting aside conspiracy theories and past grievances—after all, Ran Lin’s side hadn’t tied him up for hype recently—and judging objectively from his heart, comparing his own attitude with Ran Lin’s throughout the recording, he would give himself negative points.

There was nothing worse than responding to goodwill with malice. Even if the malice wasn’t very obvious, even if the goodwill was questionable.

Yao Hong said that he has always recorded the program with emotion. The original words were, “You are naturally slow to warm up, and with emotions on top of that, fans and audiences are not fools. They can feel it clearly through the camera. Do you want to pack up the fans and wash them away, or do you want to freeze the audience until they turn back on the road?”

He hadn’t responded at the time, but he felt indignant inside. Now, he had to admit that Yao Hong had hit the nail on the head.

But pondering all this was useless; he couldn’t just go up to Ran Lin and apologize, saying, “Sorry, I shouldn’t have looked at you through colored glasses in the first two episodes.”

Besides, if it weren’t for Ran Lin’s initial hype, he wouldn’t have projected his aversion onto Ran Lin.

In the end, he still needed an apology from Ran Lin’s team.

Forget it.

Lu Yiyao put down the magazine, deciding to browse Weibo to divert his attention. Expecting mutual apologies between stars’ management teams was like hoping for a cooked duck to speak—too far-fetched and unrealistic.

As soon as he opened the Weibo app, he was bombarded with @mentions. Lu Yiyao casually clicked in and, as expected, they were all from the official Weibo of the show and fans’ reposts.

Lu Yiyao had spent most of his time between engagements browsing Weibo posts related to <National First Love Drifting Story>. After all, it was his variety show debut, and to say he was indifferent would be self-deception.

Unfortunately, today’s updated behind-the-scenes footage by the show crew was unrelated to him; it featured Ran Lin and Zhang Beichen.

[#National First Love Drifting Story Premieres on 2.14# Eighth Exclusive Behind-the-Scene Clip: A single-leaf flatboat on the Li River. Who is the ultimate Landscape Male God? Friendship first, competition second, @Zhang Beichen even offers the first place to @Ran Lin? [XX Satellite TV – National First Love Drifting Story’s short video]]

What kind of rhythm is this bringing?

Without even opening the video, Lu Yiyao frowned at the Weibo content. Is he afraid that the fans of both sides won’t start quarreling?

Putting on headphones, he clicked on the video, which finished playing in just a few seconds. Lu Yiyao unsurprisingly took off his headphones, thinking to himself that, sure enough, if there’s no explosive point, they have to create one through editing.

Even though during that part of the video, he was still miserably working as a boatman on the river and couldn’t be at the scene, the video was clear. Even a fool could tell that Ran Lin was joking with Zhang Beichen.

If he wasn’t mistaken, Ran Lin must have had more to say afterward. No, a normal person would explain afterward that it was just a joke.

But if he were Zhang Beichen, he would never say something like letting you have the first place. How obtuse would one have to be to not realize the negative implications of that statement?

Lu Yiyao freely expressed his thoughts after watching but stopped when he saw the top comments.

It wasn’t just one comment criticizing Ran Lin. Out of ten, five were criticizing, three were defending Zhang Beichen and refusing to be involved in the quarrel, and two were just passersby enjoying the drama.

Lu Yiyao, as if possessed, went to Ran Lin’s own Weibo. He found that the latest comment section already had traces of Zhang Beichen’s casual fans and those who dislike his program.

Fortunately, the behind-the-scenes footage was short, sparking limited discussion. There were also rational fans saying to wait for the full program to come out, that XX TV station likes to stir up gimmicks for topics.

Lu Yiyao didn’t know if Ran Lin had seen these. He stopped scrolling through Weibo and instinctively looked towards the corner where Ran Lin was huddled.

Today, Ran Lin wore a light gray cotton jacket, giving him a clean and refreshing look. But now, in the warm lounge, he had taken off the jacket, wearing only a blue hoodie. Lu Yiyao always thought Ran Lin looked somewhat frail, perhaps due to his small frame. Despite being about 1.8 meters tall, his overall impression was still quite delicate.

Of course, this was just Lu Yiyao’s personal opinion. He instinctively felt that Ran Lin might not like this kind of assessment.

Seemingly sensing something, Ran Lin, who was just looking at a magazine, suddenly looked up. Lu Yiyao quickly lowered his head, returning to the appearance of focusing on his phone.

One minute later, Lu Yiyao raised his eyelids to sneak a peek at Ran Lin again. He started to wonder what exactly he was doing and why he felt like a guilty thief.

Until boarding the plane, Ran Lin never took out his phone. Lu Yiyao didn’t know whether he hoped Ran Lin would see those comments or not, or if he was just simply curious.

In first class, the two of them sat side by side, separated only by an aisle. However, there was no communication throughout the journey.

Ran Lin started sleeping after the plane entered the stratosphere, only waking up in a daze when the flight attendant reminded him that the plane was landing. Most of the time, he was sleeping in a disheveled manner, even adjusting his position when encountering turbulence, completely undisturbed.

Lu Yiyao was amazed, somewhat envious of his quality of sleep, as he was the type who could hardly sleep on flights even with an eye mask and earplugs. However, Ran Lin didn’t seem to be having sweet dreams, because every time Lu Yiyao glanced over, his face was wrinkled, wasting all that collagen.

The next morning, the five guests gathered again and were led by the program team to a remote, undeveloped beach in the outskirts of Sanya to start recording the third episode.

This place was far from the city center, without tourists, and even locals rarely came here. Backed by a wild coconut grove and facing the blue sea, there was a vast beach between the grove and the sea.

Unlike the crowded tourist beaches, the sand here wasn’t soft or fine but filled with gravel and rocks. However, when the wind moved the large leaves of the coconut trees and the sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting countless mottled shadows on the ground, the beach seemed to come alive, its breath the ebb and flow of the waves.

“Today, we have only one task from start to finish, and that is to survive on a deserted island!” Without the hostess, linking the scenes became the director’s job. Despite the pretty girl being replaced by a middle-aged man who seemed up to no good, the five male stars still found it awkward from the last episode to this one.

However, the director really enjoyed this part-time job, always passionately involved in every scene transition. “Going forward, you are already stranded on this deserted island, without communication devices, without modern tools. You can only make do with what you find, build shelters, make fires, cook food, and survive tenaciously!”

“Um,” as the director was about to leave, Ran Lin quickly raised his hand, “I have a small question…”

The director looked at him innocently. “Hmm?”

Ran Lin pointed to the several red plastic buckets in front of them filled with live seafood. “Are these… just here to stimulate us?”

“Of course not,” the director said very naturally. “These are your food. Once the house you build passes inspection and the bonfire is burning brightly, you can cook these to eat!”

Ran Lin: “……”

Even Lu Yiyao, who usually didn’t like to nitpick, couldn’t bear it. “Didn’t you just say, survive tenaciously?”

Director: “Yes, building shelters from local materials, spontaneously igniting a bonfire—none of these tasks are easy to complete. Compared to that, these fish, shrimp, and crabs are insignificant.”

Lu Yiyao: “……”

Ran Lin: “Director, you better go and stay out of the sun.”

Gu Jie, Zhang Beichen, Xia Xinran: “Yes, yes!”

Before they couldn’t hold back from a group beating, the five male stars finally managed to send the director away. Under the blazing sun, they began to survey this “deserted island”.

February was a comfortable time in Sanya, but being by the sea with the unshielded sunlight, it was still blinding.

Ten minutes later, the five explorers regrouped.

“How is it?” Zhang Beichen, who was sensitive to heat, had already taken off his long-sleeved shirt and was only wearing a white T-shirt underneath.

“Except for coconut trees, there’s nothing else.” Lu Yiyao was the first to respond. He had already changed into a loose, light blue short-sleeved shirt and white shorts, looking fresh and slightly artistic.

Ran Lin was sensitive to his favorite colors, and if the person wearing that color was also to his liking, it was a real treat to the eyes.

However, now wasn’t the time to be distracted*.

*Lick the screen. Internet slang referring to when the person you like is on a screen and you can’t help but want to lick them as an expression of your love.

Lu Yiyao’s answer could represent all the explorers: this wild beach was so desolate that only coconut trees remained.

“So, what we have now are sand, seawater, and coconut trees,” Gu Jie summarized for his friends. “Apart from cutting down coconut trees, I can’t think of any other way to build a shelter.”

“It sounds like you know how to build a shelter once you’ve chopped down the trees,” Xia Xinran said as he finished applying sunscreen to his last arm and passed the sunscreen to Ran Lin. “You should apply some too.”

Ran Lin, still pondering how to survive on the deserted island, instinctively shook his head. “No need. I’ve already applied it.”

Xia Xinran: “In this hot weather, it needs to be reapplied frequently.”

Ran Lin didn’t take it, but Lu Yiyao reached out and took the sunscreen, examining it for a while before asking in puzzlement, “Why do we have a bottle of sunscreen when we’re stranded on a deserted island with even meals being a problem?”

Xia Xinran was momentarily stunned but seemed unwilling to appear guilty, quickly raising his head again. “Right, everything was washed away by the sea when I was stranded on the deserted island, only this remained. Isn’t that right!”

Gu Jie laughed out loud. Before recording, the director team had asked the guests to hand over all their belongings, insisting on using local materials to create a real sense of survival on a deserted island—although the biggest bug in this was the red plastic buckets—but as guests, everyone cooperated. Only Xia Xinran could have hidden sunscreen.

The cameraman, obviously enjoying this unscripted interlude, immediately zoomed in on Lu Yiyao’s hand.

Ran Lin, seeing Xia Xinran trying to take it back but feeling embarrassed—after all, he had broken the rules—instinctively wanted to help. He approached Lu Yiyao, saying gravely and seriously, “This is not just any sunscreen. This is our only connection to the civilized world. If we don’t get rescued, we’ll have to hold onto it to find memories years later. So you shouldn’t question it. Instead, you should thank Xia Xinran for bringing it and treating it as a treasure with us.”

Lu Yiyao swore this was the most absurd justification he had ever heard.

Yet, he felt like he was being persuaded.

Seeing that Lu Yiyao remained silent, Ran Lin confidently said, “Can you give it back to Xia Xinran now?”

But Lu Yiyao still shook his head. “No.”

Ran Lin: “Why?”

“If it’s a treasure…” Lu Yiyao said, unscrewing the cap, “then I should try it too.”

Ran Lin: “……”

Lu Yiyao seemed a bit different today.

But exactly how, Ran Lin couldn’t pinpoint.

Xia Xinran, with a horrified face, leaned towards Gu Jie and said, “This Lu Yiyao must be a fake, an imposter!”

Gu Jie was exasperated. “Can you have an imposter on a reality show?”

Xia Xinran was unconvinced. “Why not? If there are doubles for literary scenes, action scenes, and horse-riding scenes, then there can be doubles for variety shows too.”

Gu Jie took off his slightly hot shirt and revealed his impressive inverted triangle physique under a black tank top. “…Surviving on a deserted island with you guys is too draining. I’m going to walk around the coconut grove again.”

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Author: 颜凉雨 / Yan Liang Yu

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/

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Chapter 12

Wang Xi helped Ran Lin secure auditions for two roles—one as the second male lead and the other as the third male lead. As the variety show had not yet aired and the airport incident’s hype had almost completely faded, Ran Lin’s life returned to its usual calm during the filming break. He spent his days exercising and preparing for the scenes he had to audition for.

Both auditions were scheduled for the same day, one in the morning and the other in the afternoon. Wang Xi personally accompanied Ran Lin to meet the directors. Although he was nervous, once the actual audition started, he forgot everything else.

On the way back, he asked Wang Xi how he performed. Wang Xi, not usually generous with praise, commented that he acted well but hesitated before adding that he probably wouldn’t get either role.

They were in the company’s business car. Along with the driver, there were only Wang Xi, Ran Lin, and Liu Wanwan. To facilitate communication, Wang Xi and Ran Lin sat in the back, while Liu Wanwan sat in the passenger seat.

Stuck in rush-hour traffic, the driver, bored, asked Wang Xi for permission before opening a window and lighting a cigarette.

In the faint tobacco scent, Wang Xi, who had been silent the whole trip, suddenly looked at Ran Lin with interest and said, “I’ve noticed something interesting about you. You tend to overthink everything you do, except when acting. You immerse yourself completely, oblivious to everything else.”

Ran Lin pondered over this and seemed to grasp something. “Did I not do well in the auditions? Did the directors look displeased?”

“No, no.” Wang Xi clarified. “They had no issues with your acting. But they didn’t really care how you performed. Both directors wanted to interrupt you midway but probably didn’t because of the person who introduced you. And since you didn’t make eye contact with them, they didn’t find a chance to let you finish your performance.”

Ran Lin was surprised. “Are you saying they had decided not to cast me even before my audition?”

Wang Xi shrugged and pulled a face. “Yeah, the main cast was probably already decided, and the auditions were just a formality.”

Ran Lin nodded, asking no further questions.

Despite Wang Xi’s casual tone, as if she were just casually informing him that he didn’t get the roles, the fact that she noticed the situation during the auditions but waited until now to mention it didn’t align with her usual straightforward demeanor. Ran Lin understood that she was considering his feelings, carefully contemplating the best time and way to break the news to him.

Ran Lin wanted to tell Wang Xi that he wasn’t that fragile. She must have put in a lot of effort to secure these opportunities for him. A project always involves negotiations from various parties, especially for significant roles like these, which involve many relationships. The actual investors might have their preferred actors, or the roles might have already been secured through stronger connections.

“We’ll face situations like this again in the future. Just get used to it.” Wang Xi sighed, rubbing her temples. She wasn’t too pleased herself; understanding the industry didn’t mean she wasn’t affected. Moreover, she had been busy with Han Ze’s issues lately, which was exhausting. “We have the second recording the day after tomorrow. You’re okay with that, right?”

“No problem,” Ran Lin quickly assured her. “I’ll just be myself, like you said. I’m getting the hang of it.”

Wang Xi nodded in satisfaction, then added, “Remember to interact more with Lu Yiyao. Don’t just stick with Xia Xinran all the time. He has a great sense of variety, and you won’t stand out next to him.”

Ran Lin was stunned, remaining silent for a long time. Wang Xi, unaware of his reaction, leaned back to rest after her reminder.

Only Liu Wanwan, who had been eavesdropping, was left with complex emotions, staring straight ahead, lost in thought.

The traffic finally started moving. The driver extinguished his cigarette and gently pressed the accelerator, inching forward with the flow of cars.

Ran Lin gazed out the window into the smoggy haze.

He was so deep in thought that he imagined the smog dispersing and the traffic disappearing, replaced by a clear blue sky and a river, with Xia Xinran’s frantic yelling and Lu Yiyao inviting him to try the noodles he had made.

He smiled unconsciously. Turning back from his reverie as if making a decision, he addressed his agent, “Xi Jie.”

“Hmm?” Wang Xi responded without opening her eyes.

Ran Lin’s voice was soft but clear. “Didn’t you say I should just be myself?”

Wang Xi frowned slightly, then opened her eyes reluctantly, looking at him curiously. “What are you talking about?”

Ran Lin knew she had been half asleep, so he repeated, “You said I should be myself, right? Being myself means choosing who I want to hang out with, doesn’t it?”

Wang Xi was now fully awake and sat up straight, her sharp gaze scanning Ran Lin’s face. “Are you trying to tell me that you prefer Xia Xinran over Lu Yiyao?”

Ran Lin shook his head gently. “I don’t dislike anyone, they’re all good. Xia Xinran is genuine and straightforward. Lu Yiyao is dedicated. No matter how bizarre the segments and tasks are, he insists on completing them. Zhang Beichen is friendly, and Gu Jie is reliable. Each person has their qualities. So, if you ask me to be myself, I won’t have a preference. I’ll follow the show’s setup, be in any team they put me in, won’t deliberately avoid anyone, nor do I want to cling to anyone.”

After speaking, Ran Lin waited for Wang Xi’s response.

She looked at him with a half-smile, taking her time before responding coldly, “Why do I feel like you’re not just protesting about the variety show but also complaining about me tying you to Lu Yiyao for publicity?”

Ran Lin pondered for a moment, then raised his eyes to meet Wang Xi’s, without evasion, sincere, and forthright. “Xi Jie, can I talk to you about what’s in my heart?”

“Of course,” Wang Xi responded without hesitation. “You are my artist now, and your future depends on our joint efforts. If you can’t be honest with me, then what am I busy with?”

Ran Lin didn’t expect such openness from Wang Xi, thinking he would be mocked before getting to the point. His prepared defenses relaxed, and he spoke more freely. “Then I won’t hold back. About the hype, I do have some regrets…”

Seeing Wang Xi’s disapproving frown, Ran Lin quickly added, “But that’s in the past, and I did benefit from it, so I won’t complain. I want to talk about the future.”

Wang Xi crossed her arms, listening intently.

“Xi Jie, let me ask you one thing: if I stop tying myself to anyone, if I don’t leech off anyone’s popularity and rely solely on my efforts, can I still make it?”

A long, quiet pause followed.

Finally, Wang Xi, who had been watching him, said softly, “What do you mean by ‘make it’?”

Ran Lin had always known the answer. “To get work, to act in films. I don’t mind not being famous, as long as every role I play is recognized and appreciated.”

Wang Xi scoffed. “Why would anyone give you roles if you’re not famous?”

Ran Lin smiled lightly, exuding a playful confidence. “There are roles for the famous, and there are roles for the not-so-famous. Not all production teams are flush with cash. Some directors pursue art… uh, and cost-effectiveness.”

“Hmm,” Wang Xi nodded as if she were seriously considering it, then said, “Those few anti-Japanese war drama crews in Hengdian right now would welcome an actor like you.”

Ran Lin was bemused by Wang Xi’s sharp tongue. He still held back some thoughts that he felt were too naive to voice. Not that he was afraid to say them, but even he found them childish.

“Alright, stop beating around the bush. You just don’t want to be hyped up, and you want your work to speak for itself, right?” Wang Xi had seen many artists and understood his intentions from his first sentence.

Ran Lin looked at her in surprise, realizing for the first time how inexperienced he really was.

Wang Xi didn’t mince words with him. “With your current resources and conditions, relying on your work to build a reputation and popularity is like starting from zero. You may not see any results until your contract ends. The company has no reason to bypass shortcuts and invest in something that seems unlikely to pay off with you.”

Ran Lin remained silent. What she said was harsh but true, and he couldn’t refute it.

Wang Xi knew he couldn’t argue but also saw his determination. “Still not giving up?”

Ran Lin nodded almost imperceptibly, his movement light and gentle yet persistent: “Xi Jie, I’ve been with the company for over two years. Before the airport fiasco, I hadn’t had any engagements for a long time, and I was prepared to switch careers. So, when the airport incident happened, I was very confused. On one hand, I knew such opportunities were rare, but on the other, something felt off. I even hoped I would never run into Lu Yi’ao again because what was done was quite unscrupulous and hard to justify.”

“Everyone in the circle…”

“I know many people in the circle do this, but I also know many are working diligently, acting, and promoting themselves. There’s nothing wrong with hyping up one’s acting skills, even exaggerating a bit, as long as I’m not feeling guilty. I’d be happy to talk it up to the skies. But creating hype by leveraging others’ popularity and heat—that’s not right… No matter how many people do it, it’s still not right.”

Wang Xi clicked her tongue, still surprised by Ran Lin’s resolve. “Did Lu Yiyao put a spell on you? Have you become his die-hard fan?”

Ran Lin couldn’t help but laugh at her wild imagination. “I’ve spoken less than ten sentences with him over two days.”

Wang Xi was puzzled. “Then why this sudden conscience?”

“It wasn’t sudden.” Ran Lin laid bare his thought process. “I felt guilty from the start, but I didn’t know him then. During the filming, he hardly looked at me, and I almost wanted to apologize…”

“You apologized?” Wang Xi was astonished.

“No, he never gave me a chance, avoiding me as much as possible.” Recalling Lu Yiyao’s disdainful gaze, Ran Lin felt he deserved it. “This is just the first episode, and there are seven more to go. If I continue as you suggested, clinging to him, then that friendship will be completely lost.”

“Young man, you think too much.” Wang Xi sighed helplessly. “No one wants to be friends with a small fry like you.”

Ran Lin said, “Fine, not friends, but we’ll be acquaintances after eight episodes. I really can’t keep leeching off him. If you insist I continue interacting with him, I assure you my performance in front of the camera will be embarrassingly awkward.”

Wang Xi stared at him for a full minute before rolling her eyes and sighing wearily. “I finally know why you can’t become famous…”

Ran Lin nodded in agreement. “I know I’m particularly naïve.”

Wang Xi, having her words stolen from her mouth, paused for two seconds before bursting into laughter. “You’re like this because you haven’t faced setbacks—a naive and romantic idealist—and there’s no need for self-loathing.”

Ran Lin wasn’t sure if Wang Xi agreed or not.

“So, here’s the deal.” Wang Xi, who suppressed her smile and regained her composure, offered a compromise. “Your variety show airs on February 14^th, running for eight episodes, which means it will end in mid-April. I promise from now until mid-March, your promotions won’t be tied to anyone. We’ll see the results. But if your performance doesn’t hold up and the show doesn’t make an impact—if we can’t find a highlight for promotion, I’m sorry, but you’ll have to follow the company’s plans afterward.”

“You really agreed?!” Ran Lin couldn’t believe his luck.

“My artist wants an apple, and even if I have to steal the peaches from heaven for it, it won’t end well. Why bother?” Wang Xi hesitated before reaching out to pat Ran Lin’s head like a strict sister. “But you only have four episodes. Treasure and make the most of them.”

That night, a Weibo blogger named “Curly Curly Eyelashes”, who had once caused a small stir but then faded into obscurity, posted after many days of silence:

[Attention, friends on my homepage: As of today, this blog is stopping updates. From now on, I won’t be a fan of any idols or CPs, officially returning to the real world. Yes, I’m dedicating myself to work!!! ✊]

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The recording cycle of “National First Love Drifting Story” was the same as its broadcasting cycle, lasting eight weeks, with one episode recorded each week. The day after Ran Lin’s unsuccessful audition, he hurried non-stop to the location for the second episode’s recording in Sichuan.

The two-day recording began with the first day in Jiuzhaigou and the second in the urban area of Chengdu. Perhaps learning from the chaos of the first episode, the production of the second episode was noticeably more compact and organized. The female host was gone, and all segments were communicated to the guests in advance by the crew, who then completed the tasks themselves.

The beautifully snow-covered Jiuzhaigou, the adorable Giant Panda Breeding Base, Du Fu Thatched Cottage, Kuanzhai Alley… Although still centered around game segments, there was less of a competitive feel and more of a touristic vibe, allowing Ran Lin and the others to enjoy a real vacation.

The selected “Spicy First Love” of the episode was Xia Xinran.

The reason was simple: Xia Xinran relished eating super spicy hot pot from start to finish. While the other four, including Ran Lin, were in tears, he remained spirited and didn’t even ruin his makeup. After finishing, he even reminisced about the previous episode, complaining that he wasn’t given the option of insanely spicy rice noodles as a punishment, which led him to drink the dreadful super lemon bitter gourd juice, still feeling its sour and bitter taste on the flight home that evening.

Ran Lin thought this episode would be quite interesting to watch. Compared to the previous one, their interactions had become more natural and smoother, occasionally tossing and catching jokes effectively.

However, his interactions with Lu Yiyao were still limited. He didn’t go out of his way to talk to him, and Lu Yiyao certainly didn’t take the initiative to approach him. The only time they were grouped together, they weren’t paired, resulting in nothing more than polite exchanges throughout the recording.

From Lu Yiyao’s perspective, everything might seem the same. But from Ran Lin’s, since he had let go of his mental burden, even with minimal communication, he felt more relaxed and even found Lu Yiyao more attractive.

But honestly, Ran Lin still felt that Lu Yiyao hadn’t fully let go. Without comparing him to Xia Xinran, even against the normal performances of Gu Jie and Zhang Beichen, Lu Yiyao seemed a bit too reserved.

Initially, Ran Lin thought it was due to fame, as many in the circle behave that way, feeling their status prevents them from mingling freely.

But after observing for two episodes, it didn’t seem to be the case. Firstly, Lu Yiyao’s status wasn’t much higher than Gu Jie and Xia Xinran, at best slightly more popular. Secondly, in their limited interactions, Lu Yiyao didn’t seem to be intentionally elevating himself. He was meticulous in his tasks and cooperative with partners, diligently participating throughout the recording.

What then caused this sense of distance?

Even Zhang Beichen commented on the way back to the hotel after the second episode’s recording, suggesting that Lu Yiyao was perhaps taking himself too seriously.

Ran Lin just smiled and didn’t continue the topic with Zhang Beichen. After returning to Beijing, he thought over the past four days of interactions and felt it wasn’t as Zhang Beichen described. Lu Yiyao’s unapproachability seemed more a trait of his personality rather than his approach to situations.

If Lu Yiyao were in Ran Lin’s less prominent position, Ran Lin believed he would still behave the same way.

So, Ran Lin thought, Lu Yiyao was naturally reserved, or, to put it another way, not warm. Even if occasionally playful, he always maintained a comfortable distance.

Suddenly, it was February 10^th, which was time for the third episode’s recording in Sanya, Hainan.

With the program set to premiere in four days, promotional clips had been online for a week, entering the countdown to broadcast. To boost interest, snippets from the first episode were being released.

These snippets might or might not make it into the final cut, but they were certainly eye-catching or cute enough to stand alone for a minute or two. Ran Lin, having some spare time—as Wang Xi had become more cautious in seeking audition opportunities for him following the previous mishap—spent his days browsing the program’s Weibo. Watching each snippet and recalling the experiences made for an interesting pastime.

However, the behind-the-scenes footage mainly featured the more popular guests. So, although Ran Lin was always included, most of it actually revolved around Lu Yiyao and Xia Xinran, followed by Zhang Beichen and Gu Jie. Ran Lin rarely appeared, and when he did, it was mostly as a background figure for these companions.

The recording was scheduled for February 10^th, with a flight to Sanya on the evening of the 9^th. On the way to the Capital Airport, Ran Lin finally saw a clip about himself on the program’s Weibo.

[#National First Love Drifting Story Premieres on 2.14# Eighth Exclusive Behind-the-Scenes Clip: A single-leaf flatboat on the Li River. Who is the ultimate Landscape Male God? Friendship first, competition second, @Zhang Beichen even offers the first place to @Ran Lin? [XX Satellite TV – National First Love Drifting Story’s short video]]

The video was short, just a few seconds, capturing the moment after a rapid-fire Q&A when he landed second on the bamboo raft and conversed with Zhang Beichen.

“How long have you been here?” That was his greeting to Zhang Beichen upon landing.

“Not long.” Zhang Beichen’s smile in the video was the same as it had been a couple of weeks ago.

“Don’t be modest. You were way ahead. I tried my best but didn’t even catch a glimpse of you.” That was his jest.

“Shall I let you have the first place then, and you can choose the room tonight?” Zhang Beichen said awkwardly, scratching his head.

The clip ended abruptly there.

Ran Lin frowned slightly, taking off his Bluetooth earphones and recalling that day’s events. If he remembered correctly, when Zhang Beichen offered to let him have the first place, he had refused, explaining it was just a joke. But the program’s clip didn’t include any of this.

Ran Lin understood the editing was done for sensationalism. From an audience’s perspective, the clip indeed had many talking points.

The clip had been posted an hour ago.

Unable to resist, Ran Lin scrolled up, and soon the most popular comments caught his eye:

Hui Jie Loves Watermelon: [Am I the only one who thinks Ran Lin’s face looks huge? Everywhere within the four seas is TM*, and he even gets first place handed to him. 🤷‍♀️]

*Clarity: This is a play on the idiom Within the four seas, everyone is a brother (四海之内皆兄弟). The poster replaced brother with TM (which is an abbreviation for 他妈 that is generally a vulgar way to express frustration of disdain). So while the original idiom refers to the meaning along the lines of “everyone is close like family”, this changes the meaning to more like “everyone is a motherfucker/everyone is the fucking same” in reference to basically saying how Ran Lin is a leech (hugging others’ thighs).

Deep Love for Beichen: [Da* Bei is always so warm! 😁]

*Big/Great (大) When used in front of a name, it expresses a kind of endearment or closeness.

Baby Lu’s Jane: [XX Satellite TV, just keep it up. A good show ruined by forcing in a favored person. One rotten apple spoils the whole barrel. 🤮]

Quit Smoking, Drinking, and Bilibili: [This is real sarcasm. You can see even Da Bei was embarrassed, directly offering the first place to him. 🐶]

“Ah—?”

While engrossed in reading, his phone was suddenly snatched away. Ran Lin instinctively exclaimed, only to shut up when he saw it was Wang Xi sitting in front.

Liu Wanwan watched the whole scene but didn’t dare to remind him.

“From now on, I’ll keep your phone until the recording is over,” Wang Xi stated, not asking but informing.

Ran Lin watched as his phone was placed into his manager’s bag. After a while, he managed to say, “I hadn’t finished reading yet…”

“I finished reading it for you.” Wang Xi zipped up her bag. “Eighty percent of it is mocking you. Good, you’ve successfully caught the audience’s attention.”

“What great news…” Ran Lin’s tone was sarcastic, but he felt heavy-hearted.

Although mentally prepared, seeing such relentless mockery was still quite a blow. Deep down, who doesn’t want to be liked? Only those with a thousand years of spiritual cultivation can absorb fighting spirit from such ridicule, and he probably couldn’t achieve that in this lifetime.

“The current public opinion is all superficial. Only when the full program airs will you see the real feedback from the audience. What you need to do now is to not think about anything else and focus on finishing the recording for the next two days.”

“…Yeah.”

Wang Xi knew that Ran Lin couldn’t completely stop thinking about it, but getting criticized is a rite of passage for every star. It doesn’t matter whether you want it or not, or whether you are famous or not.

Initially, she just wanted to take away his phone and not say much. After all, some things are ineffective when told by others and need to be realized personally. Moreover, comforting with kind words wasn’t her usual style.

But somehow, seeing the dejection in Ran Lin’s eyes, she ended up saying more than intended.

In her fifteen years as a manager, Wang Xi had worked with many artists, and Ran Lin was one of the most cooperative.

This cooperation wasn’t just about obedience, but about understanding her plans, grasping her intentions, and spontaneously offering more cooperation while carrying out her arrangements.

What was even more valuable was that Ran Lin knew how to communicate his thoughts and was willing to listen to others’ opinions. It wasn’t scary for artists to have their own ideas; what was scary was being wildly unrealistic.

Wang Xi thought that maybe this was Ran Lin’s charm.

He was comfortable to be around, making people unconsciously want to speak up for him and put in extra effort.

But whether this charm could be conveyed to the audience still depended on his luck.

Suddenly, the driver hit the brakes.

Wang Xi looked up in confusion, only to realize that, after all her thinking, they had already arrived at the airport.

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Author: 颜凉雨 / Yan Liang Yu

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/

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Chapter 11

Early the next morning, the five men with dark circles under their eyes gathered in front of the most characteristic Old Town Yangshuo.

The morning task required them to find lost love tokens in the old town.

The exhaustion from the previous day, coupled with the night’s grueling ordeal, made it difficult for everyone to be spirited. Ran Lin was particularly out of sorts until hunger sharpened his mind around noon, and he realized the old town segment had ended.

He had only a vague memory of what they had done, but there was some gain. Due to Wang Xi’s advice the night before and his dazed state that morning, he had actually forgotten about the cameras. Although Bearded Cameraman Sun was always in sight, Ran Lin got used to it, treating it as a backdrop like the blue sky and white clouds.

The winner of the love token search was Zhang Beichen, who thereby earned direct entry into the final selection of the show’s Landscape First Love.

As usual, there was no lunch break, and they moved straight to the next segment. The five men, either resigned to their fate or accustomed to the routine, followed the crew to a quiet asphalt road where five bicycles awaited them.

“Next, we will give each of you a map. The destination is the location of our next segment. The stars need to follow the route and cycle there. Of course, you can also enjoy the beauty of the old town along the way. Sponsored by XXX, ‘National First Love Drifting Story’ now enters the final selection phase. Gentlemen, go go go!”

The female host had mastered her role in segueing and advertising, so after her bit, she immediately left the stage to the guests.

The five men looked at each other, harboring new grudges and old resentments, but in the current situation, they felt like comrades in adversity, each potentially the other’s savior.

“Let’s go.” Gu Jie casually pushed a bicycle forward, showing his colleagues that they just had to accept their fate.

All the bicycles looked the same, leaving no room for choice. Soon, everyone had a bike—except for Xia Xinran.

He stood still, glaring at the bicycle as if it were his arch-nemesis rather than a means of transportation. The others were studying the map, but Ran Lin noticed Xia Xinran’s odd behavior.

“What’s wrong?” Ran Lin approached, pushing his bike, and asked with concern, “Why aren’t you getting a bike?”

Xia Xinran was silent for a long while, until Ran Lin was about to speak again. He blurted out indignantly, “Alright, alright, I can’t ride. Are you happy now?”

His tone was indignant but more embarrassed than angry. Ran Lin was startled for a moment before understanding, and he couldn’t help but laugh.

Xia Xinran narrowed his eyes, shooting a glare that screamed, “I knew you would laugh at me.”

“Sorry, sorry, I won’t laugh.” Ran Lin tried hard to compose himself and then consoled, “It’s okay. Some people can’t blow bubbles with gum their whole life.”

Xia Xinran looked at him seriously, his face filled with despair. “That doesn’t make me feel any better.”

Ran Lin felt a bit guilty and hesitated before deciding to follow his own idea. He might get criticized for overstepping or seeking attention, but he decided to be himself, as Wang Xi had advised him.

Glancing around, he finally spotted the chief director and quickly approached him, asking, “Director Shi, Xia Xinran doesn’t know how to ride a bike, and the route seems quite long. If it’s really not possible, can he just ride in the crew’s vehicle?”

The chief director was a bit stunned by Ran Lin’s sudden intervention for Xia Xinran, and he took a moment to process. Ran Lin waited patiently.

Finally, the director affirmed his stance. “No. In the world of your Drift Story, we are in a parallel universe to the crew, and we cannot interfere with any events in your world.”

Ran Lin was frustrated. Wasn’t it the director who had intervened in their parallel world by starting the motorboat for Xia Xinran and Lu Yiyao?

Of course, these thoughts remained unspoken. What Ran Lin actually said was, “But we can’t let Xia Xinran walk to the endpoint, right? We won’t have enough time for filming.”

As they spoke, Xia Xinran came over. Realizing Ran Lin was advocating for him, he felt a mix of surprise and gratitude.

In truth, Xia Xinran had learned to ride a bike as a child but had poor balance and kept falling. Others learned by falling, but he just got worse. After breaking his leg and wearing a cast for months, his family never let him try again.

But now, talking about these things felt like playing the victim, and as an adult, he was reluctant to dwell on childhood experiences. So, he simply didn’t elaborate; he just couldn’t ride.

The issue Ran Lin raised was indeed a concern for the crew—they couldn’t let a minor segment affect the rest of the filming. But this was only the first episode; if they made exceptions for every difficulty, other guests might also start saying they couldn’t do this or that, jeopardizing the show’s integrity.

As the chief director hesitated, Ran Lin suddenly had an idea. “Director Shi, I have a compromise!”

Ten minutes later, the resourceful crew procured a tandem bicycle.

Ran Lin had seen couples riding such bikes on their way here, so he knew there must be rental places nearby. He hadn’t thought much of it at the time, but Xia Xinran’s situation reminded him of it.

“I said I can’t ride a bike…” Xia Xinran watched as Ran Lin pushed the tandem bike towards him and instinctively stepped back.

Ran Lin sighed and tried coaxing him, like persuading a child to take medicine. “You don’t have to balance or steer—just pedal. Can’t you do that?”

Nearby, Lu Yiyao, Zhang Beichen, and Gu Jie had already burst into laughter when the crew brought the tandem bike. Gu Jie especially looked like he was about to hit the ground laughing.

Xia Xinran glared at his heartless companions several times, steeling his resolve.

“You better hold on tight…” Unfortunately, his voice trembled weakly, betraying his resolve.

Seated at the front, Ran Lin couldn’t help but chuckle. He tilted the bike slightly, but not enough to make it unmanageable, then steadied it firmly. “Hurry up and get on.”

Xia Xinran swung one leg over and sat on the back seat, gripping the rear handles tightly. After a moment of gathering courage, he finally said, “Okay, ready.”

Ran Lin pedaled, and the bike smoothly moved forward. Xia Xinran realized he didn’t have to do anything but pedal along and didn’t have to worry about balancing the bike at all. It was quite enjoyable.

Seeing their companions swiftly riding away, the three onlookers exchanged glances—they had been overtaken!

The filming crew had the hardest job, immediately getting into the prepared follow cars whenever the stars moved. On one side, the driver slowed down to match the speed of the bicycles, and on the other, they continued filming through the car window.

Ran Lin no longer thought about where his “Sun Ge” was. Blue sky, white clouds, the tranquility of the old town. Apart from the cold wind on his face, there was nothing imperfect.

It had been so long since he’d been this carefree. Riding a bike, looking at the scenery, feeling the breeze.

Ran Lin realized that once he changed his mindset, the whole world looked different. The scenery remained beautiful, but now his spirit could fly higher and further.

“Turn left, turn left—” Xia Xinran suddenly shouted.

Ran Lin snapped back to reality and quickly adjusted the bike, turning just in time before entering the fork in the road.

“Aren’t you looking at the map?” Xia Xinran muttered discontentedly, having studied the map since the start.

Ran Lin was both amused and annoyed. “How do you manage to enjoy your blessing and still complain about your God of Fortune?”

Xia Xinran was also embarrassed. “How do you manage to self-proclaim yourself God without my consent?”

The two bantered back and forth, eventually laughing at their own jokes. After the laughter, Xia Xinran suddenly said seriously, “Stop being a fan of Lu Yiyao. Be my fan.”

Ran Lin almost lost his pedal, looking back at him in confusion, but had to turn his head back to watch the road.

Xia Xinran leaned forward, whispering close to Ran Lin’s head, “Haven’t you noticed he’s not happy with you leeching off his popularity? I don’t mind, really. I think you’re a good friend.”

Ran Lin hadn’t expected Xia Xinran to be so direct about the issue of leeching off popularity and even highlighting Lu Yiyao’s attitude. Although they were in the entertainment industry and could guess Lu Yiyao’s feelings, this was in front of cameras.

Turning to look at Xia Xinran again, he saw him removing his hand from the microphone. Ran Lin realized that even those who make it in the entertainment industry, even if seemingly naïve, knew the lines not to cross.

But frankly, Xia Xinran was really sweet—sweet enough that Ran Lin wished he had a younger brother like him.

Pedaling harder, Ran Lin shouted amidst the whooshing wind, smiling warmly, “Why not be my fan instead—”

Their conversation continued, no longer needing to be whispered.

Xia Xinran responded openly, “I’m more popular than you—”

“That’s not about popularity. Even if ten thousand people are your fans, it doesn’t stop you from being mine, especially if you think I’m a good friend—”

“Alright, I’ll follow you when we get back—”

Ran Lin paused, feeling a warmth spreading in his heart. The third time he looked back at Xia Xinran, his eyes were softer than ever, his voice warm and charming. “Hold on tight. I’ll take you flying.”

Xia Xinran was caught off guard by the sudden acceleration and nearly hit his leg on the pedal.

“Easy there! You think this is the Tour de France or what—” Xia Xinran suddenly regretted getting on this metaphorical pirate ship. Ran Lin grinned, feeling even the cold wind become pleasant.

Once he got past the initial unfamiliarity and into the middle of the journey, Xia Xinran slowly found his rhythm and began to enjoy cycling. He eagerly shared his newfound appreciation with Ran Lin. “Ran Lin—”

Ran Lin, having developed a tacit understanding with Xia Xinran, didn’t need to look back to know the expression on his face. He must be eagerly awaiting a response, ready to launch into some whimsical topic.

“Hmm?” Ran Lin responded with interest.

He was starting to get the hang of Xia Xinran’s style. Though seemingly unguarded in his speech, Xia Xinran actually had a magical persona. Always whimsical, never predictable, yet somehow endearing to both strangers and fans. What might seem thoughtless from others became humorous when he said it. Maybe this was just his personality, which the company allowed to flourish freely, or perhaps there was an element of performance in it. But if played long enough, the act might become indistinguishable from his true nature.

“I finally understand why girls like to sit at the back of a bike.” Xia Xinran immediately shared his revelation upon getting a response. “No need to watch the road or maintain balance—just enjoying the scenery and the breeze, it’s totally relaxing…”

Ran Lin couldn’t help but tease him. “Can’t you take responsibility for once? You’re supposed to be the one riding in the front. Your little angels are all waiting to sit on your back seat. Are you just going to shatter their dreams?”

“Why should their dreams be shattered? They love me for who I am,” Xia Xinran said, suddenly letting go of the handlebars and quickly making a heart gesture at the camera on the car window next to them. “I love you all too. Here, heart!”

Ran Lin admired his ability to adapt and round off any topic. Some people naturally have a sense of variety and audience appeal, a gift that can’t be learned.

But, he didn’t want Xia Xinran to get too carried away with his self-congratulation…

“I don’t have many fans, so I can only send my love to the audience,” Ran Lin said, releasing the handlebars without warning and making the same heart gesture towards the camera. “I love you all, heart!”

Xia Xinran was slow to realize Ran Lin had completely let go of the bike and suddenly yelped, “Bike, bike, bike—”

Ran Lin’s gesture was brief. Before Xia Xinran finished shouting, he had already regained control of the bike, laughing heartily.

Ran Lin rarely played pranks, so when he did, the joy was doubled. This was the first time he had felt such pure happiness since the start of the show.

Xia Xinran finally realized he had been pranked amidst the laughter of the driver and couldn’t do anything but howl in mock despair, unleashing a trail of roars along the way.

Gu Jie and Lu Yiyao had been listening to the commotion all along.

The former was trying hard to contain himself, but his uncontrollable facial muscles betrayed his amusement. The sight of two men on a tandem bike was just too unique and funny.

The latter was much more low-key. In fact, he didn’t even glance at them, focusing solely on the road ahead and the map in his hand, and cycled past them.

However, when they arrived at the “Outdoor Training Camp” final destination, Gu Jie was first, Ran Lin and Xia Xinran were second, Zhang Beichen third, and Lu Yiyao fourth. It turned out Lu Yiyao had taken a wrong turn and had to circle back.

The group exchanged glances and eventually burst into laughter. Lu Yiyao, having spent the previous night personally delivering rice noodles to everyone, somewhat regretted his effort.

“Welcome to <National First Love Drifting Story> sponsored by XXX. We’ve now arrived at the final selection stage of this episode’s romantic theme, the Male God Training Camp! As our male gods can see, we have various outdoor training equipment and props set up, and on the table in front of you, there are various exotic ‘dark’ dishes…”

Without the host needing to explain, the five contestants could already sense the darkness in these dishes from their smell and appearance, not to mention the large nameplates in front of them.

Super sour bitter gourd juice, wasabi rice in bamboo tubes, cabbage avocado puree, insanely spicy rice noodles…

Just by looking at the names made their mouths feel odd.

“The rules of this segment are for the male gods to draw the tasks according to the order they arrived in. Of course, you can only see the name of the task after drawing it. You can choose to attempt the task or give it up. Successfully completing the task earns you a spot in the final selection of the Landscape First Love, but failing or giving up means you must taste one of the dark dishes. Moreover, which dish to taste will be decided by the other male gods, and a dish that’s been tasted cannot be chosen again.”

“Let’s start the draw!”

Gu Jie drew first, followed by Ran Lin, then Xia Xinran, with Zhang Beichen and Lu Yiyao drawing last.

“Please take a look at your task names quietly, but don’t tell anyone else.”

Following the host’s instructions, Ran Lin quietly flipped open his task paper, which read “Trust Fall”.

“Okay, now turn your task papers over,” the female host said, approaching Gu Jie. “Everyone still remembers yesterday’s Guanyan Adventure, right? The winner was promised a special privilege for today. Now, we reveal that privilege: Gu Jie can exchange tasks with someone else. Please consider carefully whether you want to switch.”

Gu Jie silently turned his task paper back over, revealing the colorful, lively words—“Naughty Paper Slip”. It felt ominously mischievous.

“I’ll switch.” Gu Jie decided after some contemplation.

“Okay.” The host, of course, loved such a reaction. The more variables in the game, the more exciting. “Please look at the other partners’ task papers in turn and choose who you want to exchange with!”

Although it was just a game, Ran Lin felt a bit of excitement when Gu Jie approached. The last time he felt this way was during a high school class party game of “hot potato”, where the loser had to perform. Ran Lin didn’t mind performing but holding that “potato” felt like holding a live bomb, eager to toss it away immediately.

It wasn’t about the content of the game or the final punishment; it would be the same even if it were a game of tag.

Everyone has a childlike heart.

As long as you’re fully engaged, even the most childish game can stir up enthusiasm.

Unfortunately, Gu Jie didn’t seem too interested in his task, giving it just a quick glance before moving on to Xia Xinran.

Xia Xinran didn’t seem to like his task, so there was a flicker of hope in his eyes when Gu Jie approached. However, after a glance at Xia Xinran and his task, Gu Jie moved on again.

Xia Xinran couldn’t hide his disappointment as Gu Jie quickly finished checking Zhang Beichen and Lu Yiyao’s tasks and returned to his spot, telling the host, “I’ll swap with Xia Xinran.”

Happiness came so suddenly that Xia Xinran’s face lit up like a lightbulb being switched on.

“Good luck,” Gu Jie sincerely said as they exchanged tasks.

Xia Xinran nodded vigorously, for the first time finding this partner quite likable. “Yeah, you too!”

After the swap, Gu Jie immediately announced the task he got from Xia Xinran—”Time-Limited Climbing”.

Xia Xinran lacked the physical strength for it, so he frowned upon seeing the task. But for fitness enthusiast Gu Jie, it was a piece of cake. An easy climbing wall with a 20-minute time limit, Gu Jie finished it in just 14 minutes.

Coming down, he even told the host, “Actually, you guys can make the tasks harder next time.”

The host was thrilled, but the burning gaze from the other four participants could have turned him to ashes.

Next up was Ran Lin’s “Trust Fall”. It wasn’t hard—a common team-building exercise where one stands on a high platform and falls backward into the arms of teammates who form a safety net with their arms.

It looked completely unexciting.

But that moment of falling backward still required courage and trust in one’s partners.

Ran Lin had played this with classmates during school, so he was confident about it. Besides, the crew, worried about accidents, had placed a soft mat below the four men.

Less spectacular than Gu Jie’s climbing, Ran Lin fell backward into the arms of his partners—the whole process took less than two minutes.

Then it was Xia Xinran’s turn.

“I don’t really understand the task,” he said, looking puzzled. “Naughty Paper Slip… what’s that?”

The host, who had been holding back, finally smiled, fetching two paper trays from under the table next to the dark dishes. One was filled with paper slips, and the other was empty, placed at each end of the long table.

Then, she took Xia Xinran to the tray full of paper slips and announced the task. “Naughty Paper Slip means you have to transfer all the paper slips from this tray to the other one using only your mouth within ninety seconds.”

It took Xia Xinran a while to digest this rule, and then he exploded. “Why does it become so bizarre when it’s my turn—”

It was no wonder Xia Xinran was upset. The previous tasks like time-limited climbing and trust fall were typical team-building exercises, fitting the segment’s setting. But this mouth-transfer task seemed absurd.

The other male stars were already laughing themselves into knots; just imagining the scene was enough to amuse them.

Gu Jie didn’t laugh, but he internally sighed in relief and silently applauded his decision.

Xia Xinran sighed and resignedly told the host, “I’m ready. Start timing.”

Unexpectedly, the hostess shook her head, her eyes twinkling mischievously. “I haven’t finished explaining the rules yet. You need to choose one of your fellow participants to help you with this task.”

Xia Xinran: “Huh?”

Gu, Ran, Lu, Zhang: “……”

The hostess gleefully dropped the final bombshell. “You need to transfer the paper slips to your partner’s mouth, and then they have to place them in the tray.”

The three male stars, who had been laughing moments ago, were completely dumbfounded, and the fourth, who hadn’t laughed, quietly joined them, all shaking in fear of the malevolence they sensed.

Xia Xinran’s bewildered gaze swept across the handsome faces of his four companions. Those who were looking at the sky kept looking, and those looking at the ground kept their gaze fixed, determined not to catch any signals.

Xia Xinran narrowed his eyes slightly, making up his mind. “Gu Jie…”

Every debt has its debtor, and the Naughty Paper Slip had its source. Gu Jie couldn’t complain.

The other three felt massive relief, as if reborn after a catastrophe. Gu Jie’s face darkened—the show could indeed stoop even lower.

Xia Xinran didn’t want to do a mouth-to-mouth, even through a paper slip, with another guy, but considering the bizarre juices and food, he’d rather fake a kiss.

“I refuse.” Gu Jie knew he couldn’t blame anyone but himself, but he couldn’t bring himself to do it.

Xia Xinran didn’t expect this turn of events and blurted out, “You can’t refuse!”

Gu Jie spread his hands. “Why not? I choose the dark dish.”

Xia Xinran was on the verge of a breakdown. “You’d rather eat a dark dish than play a game with me!”

Gu Jie tilted his head, smiling slightly. “You might not like my answer.”

Xia Xinran was utterly despondent. Still, he asked the host in a last-ditch effort. “Can I choose someone else?”

The hostess gently shook her head.

Xia Xinran slumped onto the ground, leaning against the table. “Gu Jie, I hate you—”

Gu Jie, now immune to such childish animosity, swiftly picked up the wasabi rice in bamboo tubes, designated by the other three, and devoured it with grace, his gusto rivaling a grand sacrifice.

Perhaps considering Xia Xinran’s emotional state, and at Ran Lin’s suggestion, Zhang Beichen and Lu Yiyao agreed to give him the least offensive option, the super sour bitter gourd juice. No matter how bitter, he could gulp it down in one go.

So, Xia Xinran had to swallow the most bitter and sour drink of his life.

Zhang Beichen’s task was an obstacle run within two minutes, which he completed effortlessly with his agile skills.

Then it was Lu Yiyao’s turn, revealing his task—”High Altitude Broken Bridge”.

This task usually involved crossing a narrow plank bridge suspended eight meters above the ground, with a gap of about 1.2 to 1.4 meters in the middle. It wasn’t too difficult to step over a meter on the ground, but it was quite a psychological challenge on a narrow bridge in mid-air.

Still, they were all secured with safety ropes, so there was no real danger, making it more about symbolism, like Ran Lin’s trust fall.

As soon as Ran Lin entered the area, he noticed the broken bridge, so he wasn’t surprised when Lu Yiyao’s task turned out to be just that. But Xia Xinran was visibly frustrated, considering all the tasks seemed like team-building exercises except his, which felt like an outlier.

Just when everyone was getting a kick out of Xia Xinran’s situation, Lu Yiyao suddenly spoke up. “I choose the dark dish.”

The atmosphere instantly quieted down.

The four who had been jesting moments ago were stunned, thinking Lu Yiyao’s decision was rather inexplicable. The high-altitude broken bridge wasn’t too difficult, and for him to give up without even trying seemed too hasty.

Even the crew surrounding them was surprised.

If a fun-loving artist had said this, it would have been understandable as part of the show, but Lu Yiyao didn’t seem like someone who would sacrifice himself for the sake of entertainment.

His expression was grave, as if he was making a significant life decision.

“Are you sure?” The hostess asked incredulously.

Lu Yiyao’s lips formed a firm line as he nodded decisively.

The hostess reluctantly accepted his decision but quickly turned to the other four. “Male Gods, don’t hold back. Choose a dish for your partner.”

The four male stars exchanged glances and simultaneously pointed in one direction, their actions synchronized, their voices resolute—

“Insanely Spicy Rice Noodles!”

The entire place erupted in laughter.

Even the director turned away, his shoulders shaking uncontrollably.

Lu Yiyao was in despair.

His current state mirrored the despondent faces he had woken up the night before to deliver rice noodles to.

It just goes to show, one really shouldn’t do bad things; even if it’s just once, the consequences will follow.

After much contemplation, Lu Yiyao finally felt ready. He took a deep breath, picked up the rice noodles, and started eating!

“Cough, cough, cough—”

Just two bites in, Lu Yiyao was forced to stop, coughing uncontrollably from the insanely spicy flavor.

Ran Lin watched with a bit of sympathy. Although they had chosen the spicy noodles for him partly out of retaliation, did the crew really have to make them that spicy? Couldn’t they have gone for something deliciously spicy instead?

“Hey, don’t—” Ran Lin shouted in alarm, but it was too late.

Lu Yiyao, desperate to soothe the burn and not paying attention to what he was grabbing, gulped down half a glass of the display-only lemon bitter gourd juice.

Now combining sour, bitter, and spicy, with only sweetness missing, Lu Yiyao spat everything out, his face contorting more pitifully than a bitter gourd.

No one expected Lu Yiyao to make the situation even worse for himself. Even if it wasn’t an act, it was certainly entertaining enough to last a year. The cameraman almost shoved the camera right up to his face.

Ran Lin couldn’t find it in himself to laugh, seeing the tears in Lu Yiyao’s eyes from the genuine discomfort.

Looking around anxiously, he finally spotted someone from the show’s logistics team.

Ran Lin dashed over, pushed through the crowd, and snatched two bottles of pure water from the crew’s supplies.

He quickly returned and handed them to Lu Yiyao. The coughing man didn’t even look up before unscrewing the cap and chugging the water down. He drank and gargled, finishing half of the bottle in the blink of an eye.

Lu Yiyao finally felt a bit better, catching his breath with his hands on his knees, feeling like he had narrowly escaped death. “Thanks.”

Ran Lin watched his back, wanting to pat him but ultimately refraining, advising instead, “Drink the rest of the water too. Otherwise, even if the spice leaves your mouth, it’ll still burn your stomach.”

Lu Yiyao, surprised to hear Ran Lin’s voice, turned around to look.

Ran Lin felt a bit uneasy under his gaze and cleared his throat, finding another topic. “Regret choosing the dark dish now? That broken bridge wasn’t so bad. I’ve jumped it before. You can cross in one leap, and you’re tied to a safety rope, so it’s perfectly safe.”

Lu Yiyao straightened up and looked at him for a long time.

Ran Lin felt like Lu Yiyao wanted to say something, as his eyes flickered with emotion and his lips moved slightly several times.

But in the end, Lu Yiyao said nothing.

Zhang Beichen was declared the winner of the Landscape First Love.

The final decision was made between him and Gu Jie, with Ran Lin and Xia Xinran both casting their votes for him.

However, even after the filming ended and Ran Lin returned to Beijing late at night, he was still pondering Lu Yiyao’s hesitation. So much so that he even dreamed about it.

In the dream, after hearing his theory about the broken bridge, Lu Yiyao hesitated just as in reality but eventually said—

“What does it matter to you what I choose?”

After that night, Ran Lin lost all curiosity.

In the following week, he spent most of his time preparing for auditions for two roles Wang Xi had secured for him, and the incident was pushed to the back of his mind.

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Author: 颜凉雨 / Yan Liang Yu

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/

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Chapter 10

With the motor engine started, the bamboo raft transformed from a bicycle into a Ferrari, effortlessly cutting through the water. Soon, Ran Lin caught up with Gu Jie’s raft.

From a distance of about ten meters, Ran Lin wanted to shout a greeting, but upon closer inspection, he saw Gu Jie holding the same sheet of questions, murmuring to himself. Obviously, Gu Jie had started the rapid-fire Q&A later than him and was now in the midst of the tense part.

Ran Lin swallowed his call and silently overtook the raft. After passing some distance, he looked back and saw Gu Jie sprawled on his raft in a spread-eagle position while the boatman was collecting the bamboo pole to start the motor.

It seemed Gu Jie had succeeded too.

Ran Lin felt happy for his partner in his heart.

Because the program crew was really tricky; rowing the boat actually required technique, not just brute strength. Constantly rowing with low efficiency could easily frustrate the guests. If one were to think conspiratorially, perhaps the crew hoped for an emotional outburst from the guests or even for someone to give up entirely, which would make for an exciting episode.

Ran Lin overtook Gu Jie, becoming the second to arrive at Yangdi. The first was Zhang Beichen, who had been leading the way smoothly all along.

“How long have you been here?” Ran Lin greeted Zhang Beichen after disembarking.

“Not long.” Zhang Beichen smiled.

There was a little sweat, still not wiped off his temples, shining under the sun. It gave him an overall warm and gentle aura.

Ran Lin couldn’t help but tease. “Don’t be modest, you were way ahead. I used all my strength but didn’t even see your shadow.”

Zhang Beichen seemed genuinely embarrassed by the praise, scratching his head awkwardly. “How about I let you have first place? You can choose the room first tonight.”

Ran Lin was taken aback, not knowing how his joke was interpreted so deeply. He quickly clarified, “That’s not what I meant. I was just joking with you.”

Zhang Beichen blinked in confusion, as if still trying to gauge the truth of that statement.

Ran Lin, somewhat helplessly, said, “I can’t joke with you anymore. I’ve never seen anyone take things so seriously.”

Zhang Beichen finally seemed to believe him, exhaling deeply. “As long as you’re not angry, that’s good.”

“I’m too busy congratulating you to be angry.” Ran Lin felt almost defeated by his sincerity.

He had initially thought Zhang Beichen was just good-natured, but now realized he was a straightforward, Guo Jing*-like character. Ran Lin thought to himself that he must be straightforward with this partner in the future and avoid making any supposedly humorous jokes.

*Fictional protagonist of the wuxia novel The Legend of the Condor Heroes. According to the description, he is “dumb”, slow in learning and inarticulate. His most outstanding trait is his constant strife for moral rectitude.

“Beichen, Ran Lin—”

A loud call came from the river.

Both looked and saw that Gu Jie had arrived.

The young man on the bamboo raft was waving his arms with a rare excitement on his face. Ran Lin felt this excitement was more about finally reaching the shore, and it made Gu Jie more lively towards them. Of course, after almost a day of filming, everyone was gradually opening up.

After helping Gu Jie ashore, Ran Lin curiously asked, “Did you see Lu Yiyao and Xia Xinran?”

Gu Jie shook his head. “No, I was following you.”

Ran Lin smiled, then teasingly said, “Too bad, you still couldn’t catch up.”

Gu Jie wasn’t annoyed, just spreading his hands lightly. “How come I heard someone had an extra question during the rapid-fire Q&A?”

Ran Lin was stunned, then looked at Gu Jie, whose expressionless face betrayed a teasing glint in his eyes.

The one who looked clever turned out to be a straightforward, warm guy, while the serious one turned out to be capable of jokes.

Ran Lin was exhausted by this contrast, but he preferred to deal with Gu Jie’s jokes. “You only saw me eating meat, not getting beaten*. Others had bonus points in their extra questions; mine were life-threatening.”

*Metaphor referring to someone only noticing the benefits or good outcomes that a person is enjoying (eating meat) but fails to see the hardships, struggles, or sacrifices (getting beaten) that the person had to endure to achieve that success.

Gu Jie was momentarily stunned, then burst into laughter.

Ran Lin suddenly realized that Gu Jie wasn’t too concerned about the camera; it was just his personality was more reserved at first. Whether it was the indifference in the morning, the surprise attacks in the afternoon, or the current joking, Gu Jie was just being himself. “I’m not familiar with you, so I won’t make unnecessary conversation, but as we get to know each other better, I won’t pretend to be cool or show off.”

“I only heard about the extra question, so what exactly was it?” After laughing enough, Gu Jie finally became curious.

Ran Lin instinctively didn’t want to repeat the question—a kind of self-consciousness only he could understand. But facing Gu Jie, he tried to make his defeated expression look sincere and natural. “It’s too terrible. I don’t want to remember it. You’ll know when it’s broadcast.”

Fortunately, Gu Jie wasn’t the type to dig deeper. Although he couldn’t help but chuckle, he didn’t ask further.

An hour later, Xia Xinran and Lu Yiyao finally struggled to shore, the former a dozen seconds faster than the latter.

In the end, it was the motor that brought them over, but the three who had already arrived learned from the crew’s walkie-talkie—both of these partners had failed the rapid-fire Q&A game and had to continue manually. Later, the crew realized that if they kept going, there wouldn’t be enough time, so they finally allowed the motor to be started, speeding up the last part of the journey.

Lu Yiyao’s face didn’t look too good when he landed, mostly due to exhaustion, but his emotions weren’t too apparent. Xia Xinran was different. He rushed towards the three waiting friends, especially Ran Lin, and started complaining. “They set me up—”

Even a beautiful face couldn’t look good when scrunched up like a bun. Ran Lin laughed unkindly, then, before Xia Xinran completely lost his temper, finally asked the question all the partners were curious about. “What kind of trap did you fall into?”

Xia Xinran was clearly deeply hurt, still indignant. “They actually made me choose the female star I most want to work with among Wen Qiao, Wang Xinyu, Ai Na, and Yu Bingqiu!”

Ran Lin was startled by Xia Xinran’s bluntness.

No, it was more like startled four times. Each name mentioned made him jolt.

Although these four female stars were still considered “Little Flowers*” in the industry, they had already established themselves in the circle, each carrying a certain level of resources and popularity. Any rumor about them could prompt their teams to send out legal letters to marketing accounts.

*[Xiao Hua] (小花) Refers to almost all young actresses, regardless of their popularity, reputation, and acting skills. Because of the varied standards, Xiao Hua is divided into several lines, representing their status and popularity in the industry. Specifically, the first line covers the most popular actresses and whatnot. The most popular ones are generally called Liuliang Xiao Hua (流量小花).

The production crew on-site, like Ran Lin, displayed a subtle quietness.

“What’s with that expression? Isn’t this question tricky?” Xia Xinran misunderstood Ran Lin’s daze and continued indignantly, “They are all good friends. How can I choose one over another? How can we hang out together after this!”

What was a sensitive issue seemed completely trivialized by Xia Xinran’s righteous indignation. The atmosphere suddenly lightened.

Ran Lin was impressed and said with a laugh, “It’s tricky, really tricky. But actually, you could have chosen more than one.”

Xia Xinran looked astonished. “I could have chosen more than one?!”

Ran Lin thought carefully about the rules the staff member had told him. “It seems they didn’t say you couldn’t.”

In fact, his own question sheet didn’t have any multiple-choice questions. It seemed each guest had different questions, specifically targeted by the crew.

“So there’s a way to do this…” The beautiful young man, Xia Xinran, was full of emotion, feeling as if his soul had been elevated through Ran Lin’s guidance.

Xia Xinran’s moment of realization was too endearing. It was a surefire way to melt the hearts of older female fans and intoxicate the younger ones.

Lu Yiyao didn’t join the discussion, merely sitting casually nearby, resting.

Ran Lin wanted to show some concern for his colleague, but after glancing at his expression and considering his own reputation for always clinging to popular figures, he ultimately chose not to approach.

Fortunately, the production crew didn’t let everyone rest for too long. Seeing that all five people were present, they quickly urged everyone to return to the cruise ship.

The journey from Yangdi to Xingping was the most scenic stretch of the Li River. The production crew, finally showing some conscience and didn’t arrange any more tasks, allowed the five male stars to quietly enjoy a peaceful moment.

Ran Lin finally understood why the production team, even at the risk of breaking their own rules, had decided to start the motor for Lu Yiyao and Xia Xinran at the last moment. If they had delayed any longer, it would have been too dark, and they would have missed the opportunity to appreciate such a splendid landscape.

Traveling through the river, it felt as if they were drifting through a painting. If this was the case even in winter, the experience must be even more stunning in spring and summer.

However, the pleasant time was short-lived. The cruise ship soon docked at Xingping, and the five men boarded the familiar seven-seater vehicle, heading to Old Town Yangshuo.

By the time they arrived in Yangshuo, it was completely dark. The town was lively with the onset of evening lights, signaling the start of a vibrant nightlife.

The hungry men finally got to sit down for a meal. Although the crew had prepared local delicacies, the famished group could hardly appreciate the flavors and ate hungrily.

The camera dutifully recorded everything. After dinner, the last task of the day arrived—choosing rooms.

The crew had arranged five types of accommodations: a super luxurious hotel room, a standard hotel room, a hotel single room, a B&B, and a local home stay.

Zhang Beichen, having priority, chose a standard hotel room after some thought.

Ran Lin, second to choose, hesitated but picked the hotel single room.

Gu Jie, going third, sighed lightly, “You two are too polite,” and then calmly chose the luxury big bedroom.

Ran Lin knew that the other party was actually teasing them for their false modesty. Did they really not want to sleep in the luxury big bedroom? Of course, they did. But facing the camera, it was hard not to overthink things.

Actually, Ran Lin admired Gu Jie’s self-assuredness, just as he envied Xia Xinran’s easy-going nature. These were qualities he found hard to emulate. He lacked the courage and confidence.

Just as Ran Lin expected, Xia Xinran, who had thought he finally had a chance, was heartbroken after Gu Jie chose the luxury big bedroom. Xia Xinran was left listless, having to share the B&B and local homestay with Lu Yiyao.

After a satisfying meal and settling their accommodations, the five men went their separate ways.

The camera crew followed Ran Lin to his hotel single room, and he showed them around his soon-to-be residence. About fifteen minutes later, Bearded Cameraman Sun finally turned off the camera, hungry and ready to leave.

The production team had clearly stated in the contract that they would not install surveillance cameras in the guests’ accommodation; all footage came from the following camera. So, Bearded Cameraman Sun’s departure meant the day’s filming was completely over!

Ran Lin wanted to set off a thousand firecrackers in celebration.

He had no time to think about the others. Ran Lin collapsed into the soft mattress, feeling utterly drained.

He had no recollection of falling asleep. When the bedside phone rang, he groggily thought it was morning and that the hotel was providing a wake-up call.

“Were you asleep?” Wang Xi’s voice always had a way of instantly waking someone up.

“Ah, no,” Ran Lin answered hastily, looking confusedly at the still-dark window while searching for his phone to check the time.

“I’m coming up,” Wang Xi said, hanging up before Ran Lin could respond.

Ran Lin was dazed, his mind still not fully functioning, but his hand continued to search for his phone on the bed, as if finding it would bring him a sense of security.

It wasn’t until there was a knock at the door that Ran Lin finally came to his senses—his phone had been with Wang Xi since the early morning, before the program recording began.

It wasn’t just Wang Xi who came, but also Liu Wanwan.

“Ran Ge, you didn’t take any luggage and just wanted to sleep?” Liu Wanwan joked as she brought in Ran Lin’s suitcase, making herself at home.

Wang Xi glanced at her.

Liu Wanwan immediately quieted down, sticking out her tongue when Wang Xi looked away.

The single room wasn’t spacious. Besides a bed, there was only a table and a chair. Now, with two more people, the space seemed even more cramped.

“How do you feel?” Wang Xi pulled the chair to the bedside and sat down, asking Ran Lin while handing back his phone.

Ran Lin glanced at the time; it was only eleven at night.

No wonder he felt so exhausted; he had only slept for just over an hour.

“Not great.” Ran Lin put his phone aside and gave his answer carefully.

During the day, the production team didn’t allow the guests’ teams to follow the program’s filming. So in the morning, as soon as the five of them left, their respective managers and assistants moved here to wait for their artists to finish their engagements.

Therefore, what Wang Xi and the others could see was only the scene of the five leaving the hotel in Guilin in the morning and the scene of them just finishing their meal and choosing rooms in the hotel lobby.

Lu Yiyao and Xia Xinran’s teams had it even worse. To communicate with their artists closely after the recording, they probably had to follow them to the B&B or homestay, waiting until the filming was over and they had finished their discussions before they could return to the hotel to rest.

“What’s not great about it?” Wang Xi leaned back in her chair and asked calmly.

Ran Lin thought for a moment and said honestly, “Overall, the five of us lack chemistry, whether in conversation or games, it’s… particularly awkward. Then there’s my own issue. I always find myself unconsciously mindful of the camera, always afraid of saying something wrong or doing something inappropriate. It feels especially tiring.”

Wang Xi listened very attentively and patiently. It wasn’t until a long while after Ran Lin finished speaking that she slowly began, “So, you didn’t say anything wrong today, nor did you do anything that would attract negative attention?”

Ran Lin was caught off guard by her question and paused for a moment before responding with a wry smile. “I don’t know. All I can say is that my performance was definitely not natural, the kind of unnaturalness that can only be saved by some miraculous editing.”

“And what’s your plan for tomorrow?” Wang Xi raised her eyebrows slightly, her tone rising a bit. “Continue being awkward?”

Ran Lin caught the implied meaning and immediately replied with respectful humility, “I humbly request Xi Jie’s guidance.”

Wang Xi liked Ran Lin’s cleverness; it was one of the reasons she was willing to spend time and effort on him.

“Listen carefully, there are only two types of people who become popular in reality shows. One, those who can portray their intended character convincingly without being too slick or awkward, appearing so natural that all viewers believe that’s their real personality; the other, those who don’t play any character and just be themselves—they may not be perfect, but as long as there’s no major flaw in their personality and they have some shining qualities, sincerity is the easiest way to gain favor…”

Wang Xi said all this in one breath, pausing for a moment before looking deep into Ran Lin’s eyes. “But to the audience…”

“They’re actually the same kind of person.” Ran Lin was beginning to understand her point.

Wang Xi smiled in satisfaction, her delicate face softening with the smile. “Exactly. The audience only wants to see ‘the real artist’. Either be strong enough to act out ‘realness’, or just be yourself. Of course, the latter has its risks too. If you really are a person without any charm, then showing your heart to the audience won’t save you.”

Ran Lin thought hard for a moment. “I feel like I’m… alright, not too bland.” He seemed a bit embarrassed by his own self-praise and smiled sheepishly.

Wang Xi chuckled.

Liu Wanwan, however, was dumbfounded.

Ran Lin’s sudden shyness made him incredibly charming, and she swore that if Ran Lin adopted a shy persona in front of the camera, he could explode the hearts of countless young girls.

A lovable and bright young man, he was absolutely enchanting.

“That’s good. That’s the kind of confidence you need.” Wang Xi stood up, stretching her neck to relieve some stiffness. “Starting tomorrow, act as if the camera doesn’t exist. Apart from things like marketing gimmicks that can’t be discussed, say whatever you want to say and do whatever you want to do. Don’t worry about whether doing this will please the fans or doing that will attract criticism. Remember, anything that the production team dares to include in the show won’t ruin you.”

Ran Lin smiled brightly, feeling a sense of clarity and refreshment. “Okay.”

Only Liu Wanwan, hiding in the corner, secretly felt a bit of regret.

The shyness dissipated too quickly; his usual bright demeanor remained the main theme. Given his personality, it seemed unlikely he would become more subdued. But she then thought a fresh and natural style wasn’t bad either. Although it might not have a strong impact, it was subtly influential.

Wang Xi didn’t know that her assistant had already mentally planned out her artist’s entire career. Seeing that Ran Lin had understood, she felt relieved and instructed Liu Wanwan to help quickly pack up without delaying Ran Lin’s rest, and then left to continue with other tasks.

After Wang Xi left, Ran Lin said to the busy Liu Wanwan, “I can do it myself. You should rest early too.”

“It’s okay.” Liu Wanwan was energetically unpacking, asking, “Ran Ge, which clothes do you want to wear tomorrow? I’ll find them for you…”

Before the clothes came out, the bag for underwear peeked out, and Ran Lin quickly reached over and closed the suitcase with a bang.

Liu Wanwan was startled.

Ran Lin apologized profusely, gently saying, “I can do it, really. Don’t trouble yourself.”

Liu Wanwan looked at him quizzically for a few seconds, then suddenly asked, “Ran Ge, did you not have an assistant before?”

Her question hit the nail on the head, tinged with a sad undertone.

Without waiting for Ran Lin’s response, Liu Wanwan read the answer from his expression and laughed, “Ran Ge, sometimes you’re really cool, and other times, you’re incredibly cute, even cuter than Xia Xinran.”

Ran Lin was torn between laughter and tears. “Complimenting me won’t get you a raise.”

“Ran Ge.” Liu Wanwan abandoned the suitcase, looking up into Ran Lin’s eyes, her tone becoming serious. “Can I ask you a question?”

Ran Lin, not expecting her sudden seriousness, nodded without thinking. “Sure.”

“Is your relationship with Lu Yiyao really not good?”

“……”

Ran Lin was petrified, encapsulating his entire state at that moment.

Liu Wanwan lowered her eyes, sounding somewhat dejected. “This morning at the hotel in Guilin, there was no interaction between you two, and he didn’t even glance at you. Even if you’re not friends, as colleagues, it shouldn’t be like that.”

Ran Lin pondered for a long time, swallowing back the words ‘don’t ask too much’, and instead asked, “Can I first ask, is this question coming from a fan’s perspective, or as my assistant?”

Liu Wanwan lifted her head, blinking in surprise, before firmly saying, “Assistant.”

This wasn’t actually a question.

It was a choice.

If you choose A, you can’t share what you’ve heard with B.

Ran Lin explained the entire airport fiasco to Liu Wanwan, including the potential frustration and resentment of Lu Yiyao and his fans. However, he cautiously omitted the part about the company’s marketing hype.

Even so, this was enough to make the young girl go through dozens of expressions while listening. In the end, she looked deeply apologetic and uneasy.

“Why didn’t you refuse me when I asked you to sign that phrase?” Liu Wanwan, now knowing the full story, could easily guess that her Weibo post had only added fuel to the fire of Lu Yiyao’s disdain for Ran Lin. “Isn’t that like deliberately attracting negativity toward yourself?”

Ran Lin scratched his head somewhat helplessly. “It was me who offered to write you a phrase, so there was no reason to refuse when you asked. Besides, it’s been a whole year since anyone asked for my autograph. I didn’t want to disappoint you.”

Liu Wanwan’s eyebrows furrowed deeply. “At least you should have warned me not to post it on Weibo.”

Ran Lin gave a wry smile. “I didn’t expect you would actually post it.”

Liu Wanwan looked at him in disbelief. “Such an exciting event, of course, I had to post it.”

Ran Lin looked back at her, equally puzzled. “Don’t CP fans always advocate for keeping their fantasies to themselves?”

Liu Wanwan was left speechless. After a while, she sincerely said, “Ran Ge, you really know a lot…”

Meanwhile, Lu Yiyao, staying at a homestay, was still performing the extra task of the lowest-rung guest in front of the camera—making rice noodles.

It was 2:30 in the morning by the time he got to taste the rice noodles he had made himself.

The host, who stayed up late with him but seemed to enjoy every moment, asked, “How does it feel to eat the rice noodles you made yourself?”

Lu Yiyao pondered for a moment, then said, “I want to share this joy with all my colleagues.”

Around 3 in the morning, the National First Loves were awakened by startling knocks at their doors, only to be greeted with a bowl of lovingly made rice noodles.

Even Xia Xinran, staying in the B&B, wasn’t spared.

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Author: 颜凉雨 / Yan Liang Yu

Translator: Kinky || https://kinkytranslations.com/

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Chapter 9

After watching his three companions enter the cave, Ran Lin waited for another thirty minutes. He just sat idly in front of the cave entrance, exchanging glances with the circle of show crew members around him.

The bearded cameraman remained diligent with his filming. With no other choice, Ran Lin studied the map for half an hour, occasionally looking up at the camera to complain about his burning desire to start the adventure.

When the director finally said he could go in, Ran Lin felt like he had been granted amnesty.

The cave was cool, and the deeper he went, the more colorful the lighting became. Various shapes of stalactites filled the cave, creating a dreamlike and magical scene under the colored lights.

Being off-season, the cave was quieter, with fewer tourists. Ran Lin first headed to a prominently marked spot on the map, only to find the badge had already been taken, leaving behind an empty box.

Ran Lin stopped and chose a brightly lit spot to study the map again. He finally decided to take a different approach.

Even though the map was crowded with tiny, dense annotations of over a dozen locations, making it hard to match each spot with its adjacent names, Ran Lin noticed some intriguing words: “Taking you into the pit, flying with you.”

Compared to names like “Great Immortal Peach”, or “Black Dragon Head”, or “Triple Flower Liquor”, which clearly referred to scenic spots or commercial points, these words exuded a mysterious charm. More importantly, there were 5 badges at this location—5!

After studying the map back and forth for a few minutes, Ran Lin had an epiphany and immediately started running back the way he came.

Bearded Cameraman Sun, not understanding why his subject suddenly turned into a frenzied rabbit, had no choice but to chase after him with his equipment.

Ran Lin quickly ran back outside the cave—he hadn’t gone far in—and bypassed the cave entrance to run uphill! Beside the entrance was a winding path leading to the highest point on this side of the bank.

The rest of the guests were inside the cave, so the planning team and even the production crew were a bit puzzled as to why he ran out and seemed to be getting further away. They needed to control all aspects and processes of the show, but they might not remember every specific point on the map, even if the planning department briefed them.

Ran Lin kept running uphill and finally saw what he was looking for—a vertical sightseeing elevator!

While waiting at the cave entrance earlier, he had almost memorized the scenic area’s advertisements, one of which mentioned a sea-land-air viewing experience. “Sea” was obvious, referring to boat rides on the dark river. “Land” was understandable with the indication of a small train entering the cave and the option to walk. But the “air” part was intriguing.

Considering the cave’s internal landscape, viewing it from a plane was out of the question. So, how could one achieve a high-altitude downward view?

Ran Lin was puzzled when entering the cave, but after seeing “Taking you into the pit, flying with you” and connecting the dots, he realized. The cave entrance wasn’t the only entry point; the location marked with those words was another entrance, one that could bring visitors in from above!

Admittedly, one could find the elevator inside the cave and ascend from below. But from where Ran Lin was, turning back outside and running up was faster. Moreover, the marking was “Taking you into the pit”, not “Taking you out of the pit”. The badges were likely hidden at the “high entrance”!

After running breathlessly to the elevator, it was still ascending from below and hadn’t reached the ground yet.

Ran Lin looked around and finally saw a corner of the program’s logo behind a medium-sized rock!

Ran Lin was overjoyed, his heart pounding with excitement, completely forgetting that this was just a show being recorded. In his heart, he repeatedly wished that the box wasn’t empty, with special earnestness. It was like returning to childhood when a single game was a whole world, and one could get passionately caught up in winning or losing with friends.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of the sightseeing elevator arriving. As he was about to step forward and check the box, Ran Lin was distracted and turned around.

Through the transparent elevator door, he saw a striking figure in bright green—Lu Yiyao, unmistakable for his flamboyant color.

Their eyes met through the glass, both surprised and stunned.

As the elevator door slowly opened, both of them reacted.

Ran Lin bolted, probably running the fastest in his life. But Lu Yiyao, not to be outdone, squeezed through the partially opened door. Thanks to being four centimeters taller than Ran Lin, his long legs gave him an incredibly wide stride that was infuriatingly consistent, and he was about to catch up!

Both men pounced behind the rock at the same time.

The damned production team had only left a box there!

It was Ran Lin’s first time seeing a medal, and in his excitement, he had completely forgotten about the cameras. He just wanted to make a great start.

Lu Yiyao, on the other hand, had been tormented enough. Just when things were looking up, he was solely focused on performing even better, hoping in the end to throw the medals back in the production team’s face.

Being too serious could be a problem.

Especially when one serious person meets another.

The two men tangled with each other like basketball players fighting over a ball on the court, each employing every trick in the book for the sake of possession.

If this were a basketball game, the referee would have blown the whistle by now.

But this was a variety show, and the director not only hadn’t kept up, but even if he had, he would have been delighted by the scene.

So in the struggle, the lid of the box flew off.

The box itself was also deformed in the fray.

And to make matters worse, the box that was supposed to contain 5 badges only had one marked “worth 5”.

Could there be a bigger letdown?

“Stop, stop, stop—”

Ran Lin couldn’t take it anymore and gasped for a pause, of course, still clutching the badge.

Lu Yiyao was on top of him, arm reaching over the competitor’s body, also holding the badge.

It was a very ambiguous position.

But the two of them, in that moment and scene, from their bodies to their souls were filled with “badge” and “fuck the production team”, pure and candid as two rays of light between heaven and earth.

“We can’t keep fighting like this… It’s a waste of time and inefficient…” Ran Lin’s breathing steadied as he discussed a solution with the handsome face so close to his.

Lu Yiyao thought the other made sense. “If we damage it, the production team might invalidate this badge.”

Ran Lin was stunned. “They wouldn’t go that far, would they?”

Lu Yiyao shook his head with difficulty. “You’re too new to this game. There’s a lot you don’t understand.”

Ran Lin didn’t have the leisure to ponder the deeper meaning of Superstar Lu’s words. His only thought was to resolve the issue quickly. “You get up first, and then we’ll discuss a solution.”

Lu Yiyao raised an eyebrow, clearly not quite trusting him.

Ran Lin quickly realized this and hurriedly said, “Let’s put the badge aside and let go at the same time. I promise not to play tricks.”

Lu Yiyao hesitated for a moment, then half-doubtfully got up from Ran Lin, still clutching the badge.

As the pressure lifted off him, Ran Lin propped himself up with his arms.

Finally, the two good-looking, high-altitude male stars got up from the dirt, standing shoulder to shoulder, making a picturesque scene that could even be used for the program’s official announcement if not for the badge they were holding between them.

Of course, it would also work if the badge were rugged and handsome.

But this valuable 5+ badge had been made into a cute, yellow little star, which from afar looked like Patrick Star had been colored by SpongeBob SquarePants.

Ran Lin: “I’ll count one, two, three, and we let go together.”

Lu Yiyao: “Okay.”

The two crouched down together, solemnly and with a stern expression, placing the star on the ground an arm’s length away.

“One, two…”

“Three! Haha—”

Xia Xinran swooped in like a whirlwind, deftly stealing away the 5+ badge.

Lu Yiyao and Ran Lin looked at their own and each other’s empty hands, simultaneously thinking of the words—death from talking too much.

It was just a badge; they should not have turned it into an Infernal Affairs* rooftop showdown!

*Critically acclaimed Hong Kong film about two men, one a mole for the police department, while the other an undercover cop who infiltrated the triads. Through their actions, they risk exposing their other counterparts while being simultaneously unaware that they both have the same goal. There’s an American film that’s a remake of it called The Departed.

“Gu Jie!!!”

Xia Xinran’s smug laughter stopped abruptly, replaced by an angry roar.

Gu Jie, who had the upper hand, casually waved the 5+ badge in his hand with a rare smile on his rugged face, although still shallow. “Extreme joy turns to sorrow.”

Xia Xinran went crazy again.

Gu Jie didn’t play along with him; seeing the sightseeing elevator about to close, he dashed over and made it at the last second.

Xia Xinran was left jumping outside the elevator, with the cameraman assigned to him trying hard to stifle his laughter, almost unable to hold the camera steady.

“The oriole has escaped*.” Ran Lin, finally regaining his composure from the chaos, reminded Lu Yiyao.

*This is referencing the idiom “The praying mantis catches the cicada while the oriole follows”. It refers to while coveting the gains ahead, one should be aware of the dangers behind.

The latter dusted off the dirt from his clothes and said helplessly, “Us two cicadas might as well disperse too.”

Ran Lin glanced in Xia Xinran’s direction, asking, “Not going after the mantis?”

Lu Yiyao also looked over and couldn’t help but chuckle. “I’m afraid of getting hurt by the sickle.”

This was the first time Lu Yiyao had joked with him. Ran Lin was a bit dazed as he watched the other’s lips curl into a smile.

Lu Yiyao’s smile was attractive and warm, and no matter how many times Ran Lin saw it, it was always good to see. Noticing Ran Lin’s gaze, Lu Yiyao subconsciously restrained his smile and coughed lightly. “I need to go down and continue looking for badges.” Without waiting for Ran Lin’s response, he headed for the sightseeing elevator.

Ran Lin watched as Lu Yiyao walked back to the elevator, passing by Xia Xinran. As another elevator ascended, Ran Lin quickly slipped in and returned to the cave.

What he didn’t know was that as soon as the elevator doors closed and it started to descend, Lu Yiyao’s expression changed from indifference to a conflicted look of wanting to speak but stopping himself. He alternated between frowning and pursing his lips, as if there were two souls inside him at war.

The cameraman following Lu Yiyao captured all the subtle emotional fluctuations through his lens. But he couldn’t delve into Lu Yiyao’s heart to truly understand these micro-expressions.

If there was a mind-reading device in the world, it would surely hear the scolding voice against his chest at that moment—

I told you to stay away from him, and yet you ended up in his arms. Has the production team eaten your brain?

Lu Yiyao was a man with strict demands on himself.

He had a little person in his heart who always helped him reflect.

In the following time, there wasn’t much spark among the five male stars.

Firstly, the cave was winding with three levels, so it wasn’t always possible to meet; secondly, as the remaining badges became scarce, it took longer to find one, and everyone’s spirits were no longer high.

In the end, the medal count was Ran Lin with 5, Zhang Beichen with 7, Xia Xinran with 9, Lu Yiyao with 13, and Gu Jie with 16.

The 5+ gold badge became the key to victory.

Thus, when the results were announced, Xia Xinran wailed again.

Gu Jie initially ignored it, but as Xia Xinran showed no signs of stopping, he frowned slightly and offered a mild warning to his relentless partner. “I don’t know what the privilege of victory will be used for tomorrow. Do you think it could be to assign a punishment to one of the others at will?”

Xia Xinran shut his mouth.

So quickly, in fact, that he choked.

Ran Lin, who had been watching the whole process with peripheral vision and catching every word, pressed his lips tight to keep from showing his amusement too obviously. Xia Xinran naively thought Gu Jie was taciturn and had a gentle temper.

He couldn’t have been more wrong.

Gu Jie’s low-key silence wasn’t due to a good temper, just that he couldn’t be bothered to argue. His character was in high agreement with his image: a straightforward guy, not fussy, without too much hassle.

But if you nagged and annoyed him, he would assure you with one sentence to shut you up and keep you from daring to bounce around again.

The cruise ship was still waiting at the shore, but this time, the staff boarded the cruise ship, and the five stars had to switch to rafts.

There was only one boatman and one program crew member on the raft.

Before boarding the cruise ship, the female host announced the next surprise—all had to follow the boatman’s instructions to paddle the bamboo rafts downstream to Yangdi Pier. The order of arrival at the pier would determine the order of room selection for the night’s accommodation.

In other words, how well tonight would be spent depended on this effort!

So why wait? It’s time for a little bamboo rafting trip down the river.

The five male stars clumsily boarded the bamboo rafts, while the cameramen, who had already scouted the location with the production team, followed their stars with agility, even with equipment in hand.

The boatman began to teach the stars how to paddle. Zhang Beichen learned the fastest and was the first to leave the pier.

Ran Lin was third, closely following Gu Jie ahead of him.

After the three rafts had drifted far away, Lu Yiyao and Xia Xinran’s raft finally set off with difficulty.

But those who had drifted out were not faring well.

Ran Lin didn’t know about the others, but after just fifteen minutes of paddling, his forehead began to sweat, his hands gripping the bamboo pole were tingling with pain, and his arms, which were making large movements, were sore and numb.

What was even more frustrating was that the raft seemed to spin more than it progressed; it might actually be better to let it drift on its own.

This lasted for an hour.

Just when Ran Lin felt he was at his limit, the staff member, who had been sitting quietly on the boat, suddenly smiled brightly. “Actually, our bamboo raft can be powered by a motor.”

Ran Lin knew this; the motor was installed at the rear of the raft and clearly visible. However, he thought the purpose of this segment was to paddle manually, without using the motor.

Now, the staff member, who had been as quiet as a mascot for sixty minutes, mysteriously informed him that the motor could be used. Anyone with an IQ over twenty would suspect a catch.

“But first, you need to play a small game. Only after passing it can you use the motor.”

Ran Lin wasn’t surprised.

“A rapid-fire Q&A for sixty seconds. We will ask fifteen questions, and if you can answer ten within sixty seconds, you pass. You only get one chance, so good luck!”

Handing back the bamboo pole, Ran Lin took the question sheet prepared by the staff, keeping the printed side down to prevent cheating.

“Are you ready?” The staff member smiled enigmatically.

Swallowing nervously, Ran Lin replied, “Yes.”

“Ready, go!”

As the stopwatch started, Ran Lin flipped the A4 sheet and began reading rapidly, racing against time—

“Your favorite color… Blue!”

“Your favorite food… Steamed buns!”

“The kind of man you admire… Loyal!”

“The kind of woman you admire… Confident!”

“The male artist in the mainland entertainment industry you admire the most… Oh no, that’s a trap, pass!”

“The female artist in the mainland entertainment industry you admire the most… Another trap, pass!”

“What do you want your fans to call you, Burning Noodles or Raging Fire… Better Burning Noodles, haha*.”

*Clarity: Burning Noodles/Face [Ran Mian] (燃面) vs Raging Fire [Lin Huo] (磷火). They are using homophones of his name Ran (冉) Lin (霖) as puns for his fanbase.

“What do you admire most about Lu Yiyao… Um, his accomplishments.”

“Do you have a girlfriend now… No!”

“When was your first love… High school!”

“How many girlfriends have you had… None!”

“Your favorite…”

“Time’s up!” The staff member stopped the stopwatch, grinning. “Sixty seconds, nine questions answered, just one short.”

Ran Lin put down the A4 sheet, feeling drained both physically and emotionally, and sadly asked, “Can’t you make an exception for my sincere answers?”

The staff member shook his head regretfully.

Ran Lin felt like crying.

“It’s not entirely impossible…” the staff member added, changing his tone. Ran Lin waited eagerly.

“Can you assure that all your answers were sincere?”

“Of course.”

“Then I’ll add one more question. If you can answer it, you pass.”

Ran Lin handed over the question sheet without hesitation. “Ask anything.”

The staff member didn’t take the sheet but pointed at it. “Before I ask, can you repeat the answers to the tenth and eleventh questions?”

Confused, Ran Lin complied: “When was your first love? High school. How many girlfriends have you had? None.”

After repeating, Ran Lin understood.

The staff member chuckled. “My question is, please explain.”

Ran Lin answered sincerely, “My first love happened in high school. It was unrequited and unsuccessful.”

The staff member said, “…Master*, start the motor!”

*[Shifu] It’s a respectful term, when used in modern day, to refer to a skilled worker or craftsman, thus addressing them as a master or expert in their profession—in this case, the ferryman.

As the motor started and a cool breeze brushed his face, Ran Lin felt a long-missed comfort. Whoever set these questions truly understood him. Any slight change in wording, and he might have fallen into a trap.

In the rush of the moment, he had little time to judge whether a question was safe to answer. Except for the ones about favorite male and female artists, which were clearly traps, the rest were risky. Moreover, his principle was to be as honest as possible, avoiding lies unless absolutely necessary.

So, if those two questions were slightly altered—

“Where did your first love happen?”

“How many people have you dated?”

His answers might have been completely different.

His first love happened in the boys’ dormitory in high school. It was unrequited and unsuccessful.

He had two online relationships. One ended before meeting because he hesitated to send a photo and got ruthlessly blocked; the other was a college mate, who, during their first date at a movie, sneakily texted a casual partner. He could’ve pretended to go to the bathroom to text, but in the dark cinema, his phone screen shone like a searchlight, making it impossible not to notice.

As the wind grew colder, Ran Lin gazed at the scenery of the Li River, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.

That was close.

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Kinky Thoughts:

Oh. I’m glad we got his sexual orientation all sorted out already.

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