Translator: Zayn_
âYou canât broadcast this segment. Cut it off in the later stages! Cut it off!â
Chen Zixuan didnât care who was present or how many people had heard what Ai Yang said.
To her, the most important thing now was to ensure that the production team would not broadcast this segment as it was.
âHello? Chen Zixuan? What the hell are you doing?â
The call didnât end, and the person on the other end was still shouting.
Song Qingyou stepped forward and picked up the phone.
âIâm sorry, sir. Weâre recording a program and thereâs a situation hereâ¦â
Before she could finish her sentence, Chen Zixuan snatched her phone away.
The latter didnât rush to explain to Ai Yang, but stared warily at Song Qingyou. âWhat do you want to do?â
âTaking other peopleâs things without their consent?â
Song Qingyou was speechless.
Yu Muhuai was the closest to Song Qingyou. With a stride, he stood in front of Song Qingyou, blocking Chen Zixuanâs questioning gaze.
âArenât you going to hang up?â
Chen Zixuan realized it and hung up the phone.
Then, she swept her gaze across the crowd and finally snapped out of her hysterical state.
âSorry, 1 need to go to the washroom.â
After saying that, she left.
The others all had very interesting expressions.
Gu Xingchen clapped his hands. âSince Miss Chen has gone to the washroom, shall we continue?â
âNext, isnât it Xiao Yuâs turn?â
As he spoke, he made an inviting gesture.
Yu Muhuai returned to his seat and spun the bottle.
As soon as Song Qingyou sat down, she realized that the bottle was pointed at her.
âTruth or dare?â Yu Muhuai smiled.
âTruth.â Song Qingyouâs choice was the same as always.
âThen-â
âIs there anyone you like?â Yu Muhuai asked after thinking for two seconds.
Everyone quieted down, looking forward to the answer.
âNo.â Song Qingyou shook her head.
Before she finished speaking, the others all revealed disappointed expressions.
Gu Xingchen was the last to spin the bottle.
This time, the bottle was aimed at Song Qingyou again.
âDid Qingyou use up her luck in the first two rounds?â Jiang Xuyan was dumbfounded.
Otherwise, why would she be pointed at one after another?
This time, Song Qingyou chose the truth again.
âI know Sister Qingyou doesnât have anyone she likes,â Tang Zinian complained. âThereâs no gossip to listen to. It doesnât matter what she says.â
Gu Xingchen smiled, and when the group was caught off guard, he suddenly asked: âQingyou, do you like me?â
His eyes were fixed on Song Qingyou, as if he was waiting for her answer.
However, he was observing Yu Muhuai from the corner of his eye.
When he saw the other party unconsciously clenching his fists, the smile on his face deepened.
The others: Conf used.
What kind of insane question was this?
If she answered that she liked him, the media would probably write dozens of articles once the show was broadcast. #Song Qingyou suspected of having a crush on Gu Xingchen# Song Qingyou would definitely be criticized by Gu Xingchenâs fans.
If she answered that she didnât like him, it would be even worse. Gu Xingchenâs fans would definitely not let go of this female artiste who was âspouting nonsense.â
Wei Zhengrong was very satisfied with this question and even asked the cameraman to take a close-up of the two of them.
Song Qingyouâs expression didnât change. âIf I refuse to answer, will I have to accept my punishment or a dare?â
Gu Xingchen had expected this. He pretended to sigh. âQingyou would rather accept punishment than answer my question. It seems that she hates me.â
Song Qingyou: âThatâs what Teacher Gu thinks. I canât go against Teacher Guâs wishes, so my answer is that 1 donât like you.â
âThen, this round of the game is over. Do you still want to continue playing?â
Before anyone could react, Song Qingyou had already placed the bottle back on the table.
âLittle Qingyou, did you do that on purpose?â Gu Xingchen was stunned.
âDo you still want to play?â Song Qingyou didnât answer.
âDo you still want to continue?â Gu Xingchen looked at the others.
Jiang Xuyan coughed twice. âI didnât find any gossip worth mentioning. How about we forget about it?â
âYes.â Gu Xingchen nodded. âQingyou has never been in a relationship before, and she doesnât have anyone she likes. Thereâs no point in continuing to play.â âWhat do you think? Xiao Yu?â
âIâm fine with anything.â Yu Muhuai smiled warmly.
Gu Xingchen said, âI feel that Xiao Yu has a good temper.â
âIt is very good.â Jiang Xuyan echoed.
âBut why did Teacher Gu suddenly say that?â
âIs it something you feel?â Gu Xingchen gave an answer that he seemed unsure of, and then raised his eyes: âItâs still early, letâs just⦠sit here?â
âThen how about-â
Jiang Xuyan wanted to play a game again.
Zhao Yingnan conveyed Director Weiâs suggestion, âDirector Wei said that tonight is our last night at White Tea Village. We can hold a mini concert in the courtyard.â
Shu Ling stood up and tried to look down at the village. âThe people in the village sleep quite early. Will 1 disturb them?â
âThe director said that we can invite the villagers to participate. If everyone agrees, the production team can arrange the equipment immediately.â
âI feel like Director Wei thinks that weâll definitely agree to it. Heâs already prepared for it.â
âThen should we refuse?â Jiang Xu Yan asked.
Whenever they couldnât make a decision immediately, they would look at Song Qingyou.
Song Qingyou raised an eyebrow.
âBrother Jiang, do you still remember Yinyin?â
Jiang Xuyan nodded in confusion.
âYinyin asked me today what the uncle who gave her candy did. 1 told her that you sang, and Yinyin seemed to want to hear you sing.â
However, the little girl was very sensible. She knew that they were working and did not come over to disturb them.
Jiang Xuyan heard this and immediately made the decision. âIsnât it just a concert? Isnât it very interesting to hold a concert in the village?â
Besides, among the seven of them, three of them were actual singers.
In the next ten minutes, Wei Zhengrong arranged for the workers to move all the equipment that he had prepared earlier into the courtyard. He also placed a bench around the courtyard.
During this time, Chen Zixuan came out of the house and sat down without asking what they were doing.
The eight of them did not take the initiative to pay attention to her, pretending that this person did not exist, lest Chen Zixuan think of a way to do evil.
âIâll play the accompaniment.â Song Qingyou sat in front of the electronic keyboard.
âThen 1 can only clap with Xu Xingzhou and Yingnan as the atmosphere group.â
Shu Ling took Zhao Yingnanâs hand and sat on the stool at the side.
When the group was ready, the villagers of White Tea Village arrived.
The people who came were basically people they knew. Sitting at the front were Yinyin, her grandmother, and the village chiefâs family.
Gu Xingchen adjusted the microphone and bowed to the audience in all directions.
âCough, hello everyone. Iâm Gu Xingchen.â
Shu Ling took the lead in clapping, and the villagers also clapped their hands.
âIâll be the guest host tonight.â
âFirst, letâs invite Teacher Jiang Xuyan to come on stage and sing the opening song.â
Pa, pa, pa. The applause was even more enthusiastic than before..