As the saying goes, the enemy of my enemy is still my enemy

You know, not necessarily, my friend, so we must be cautious. — Excerpt from Hua Xin's Collected Works.

"Remember, ask him what type of person he likes." (Click) (Click).

Xia Yan pointed to a "trendy" person standing to the side, striking a pose and waiting for a passing photographer to take a bunch of pictures. Uh, it should be a man.

The person was wearing a black head covering with dreadlocks, making it impossible to see their face clearly. However, judging by their height and build, it was undoubtedly a man.

"Remember, it's the type he likes."

"Don't be scared, I'm right behind you."

Xia Yan said to Hua Xin while eating cookies, finishing a pack in two or three bites, then gently patted the girl's shoulder.

Hua Xin: ????

Hua Xin, with slightly weak legs, nodded dazedly.

In reality, she hadn't heard a single word Xia Yan said, her mind completely filled with the panic of having to interview a stranger alone.

(Xia Yan, I'm going to kill you??.)

(What do you mean you'll help me??...)

(This person is all in black and wearing a head covering...)

(Could it be some kind of gangster??...)

(No, what gangsters are there nowadays, ahaha??...)

The girl's eyes seemed to develop two whirlpools, and she was dazed as Xia Yan pushed her slowly towards the man.

(It's okay...)

(There are no gangsters, don't be scared??...)

"Hmm?"

"Damn, what's up with that, bro."

The masked man looked at Hua Xin, who was shorter than him and holding a pen, and Xia Yan behind her with a camera and phone pointed at him, and asked with some confusion.

But the excitement in his tone couldn't be hidden.

He'd been standing here all morning, and finally, someone with discerning taste had come to interview him.

"Uh..."

Hua Xin took two steps back fearfully.

(What is he saying, is he going to kill me? So scary, is this that thing? Why does he talk with a West Coast accent? So scary, so scary, it can't be RER...)

The girl turned her head, wanting to run, but saw Xia Yan smiling and pointing at the camera.

"Don't run, or your classmates and teachers will see Hua Xin running away."

Xia Yan seemed to be saying this silently.

The girl silently turned back.

(What kind of friend...)

(This is a bad person??.)

With her sleeves rolled up halfway, hiding her small hands, Hua Xin held the pen like a microphone, her hands trembling, and asked intermittently: "Please..."

"May I ask what kind of person you... you most..."

Hua Xin suddenly froze.

Most what?

She hadn't remembered what Xia Yan said just now!

"Bro, damn, what's going on, man? I'm on a tight schedule."

The masked man said, feigning impatience, but in reality, his ears under the head covering were perked up, carefully waiting for the girl's question.

"Type, type..."

Xia Yan whispered a reminder.

Oh, oh, oh!

Hua Xin suddenly remembered, and her tone gained a bit of confidence.

"What kind of person do you hate the most!"

"Ah, bro, bro, is this some new segment? It's very meaningful."

The masked man interlaced his hands, gesturing wildly, and then said seriously:

"I hate girls who wear that, Lolita style, you know? Don't you think wearing those clothes is weird and cumbersome? They even use such big petticoats, as if afraid others don't know what they're wearing. It's annoying."

Hua Xin: ?? (Suddenly enlightened, but still confused.)

Xia Yan: ?? (Sweating profusely.)

"Thank you for your cooperation, uh... Please wait here for a moment. Our segment needs to interview a few other people. We'll be back to continue with you, handsome."

Xia Yan ended the interview promptly and quickly pulled the girl away from there.

"I'll wait for you, bro."

"Me too~"

The masked man's voice sounded from behind, but Xia Yan walked to a nearby corner and looked at the interview video he had recorded on his phone, twitching his lips.

It seemed their assignment was going to exceed everyone's expectations.

Originally, Xia Yan had wanted the theme to be "What kind of people do you like," and then interview a few people gathered together, making them act shy.

But he didn't expect it to turn into a scene of enemies meeting.

However, it felt very interesting!

As long as they slipped away before the fighting started??

Xia Yan's lips curved slightly, and he turned to look at the culprit.

Hua Xin leaned against the wall with her head held high and chest out, her arms crossed, very pleased with her performance just now.

Who said she was socially anxious?

Who said it?

Who said it??!!

"That interview was great."

"Come on, let's go find the next lucky audience member."

Xia Yan didn't blame Hua Xin; instead, he continued to encourage her.

(I haven't forgotten what you threatened me with...)

The girl looked at him with a wistful gaze.

A few minutes later.

"Excuse me, excuse me... who is the type of person you dislike the most?"

Compared to last time, the girl was clearly more skilled, but she still kept her head down.

The girl in the Lolita dress stole a few glances at Xia Yan behind Hua Xin, a flash of surprise in her eyes.

"Ahem, well, the type of person I hate the most is those skinny dogs, skinny arms and legs, but they sure can yap."

The Lolita girl rolled her eyes?? and said with contempt.

"Okay, thank you for your answer. We'll be back to continue the interview, please don't go away."

Xia Yan cut off the recording on the camera and phone, speaking calmly to the Lolita girl.

His smile was too devastating to the girl. For Hua Xin's sake, it was clearly not a time for any more unexpected incidents.

Then he grabbed the girl's sleeve and quickly left.

Hua Xin: (Proud.)

A few minutes later.

"What are your thoughts on this gentleman in the photo?"

Because the assignment required all members to be on camera, this time Xia Yan was holding a pen and interviewing a tall, thin guy in white shorts and a white t-shirt sitting by the flower bed.

Then Xia Yan handed the photo of the masked man on his phone to the skinny guy.

The skinny guy frowned slightly, then said, "Ah, this brother, he looks very trendy, very interesting, very..."

Xia Yan: "Tell the truth."

Skinny Guy: "Ugly as hell. Not like Batman, more like Gray Wolf wearing Lazy Sheep's down jacket."

"Cut."

Xia Yan gestured to the girl holding both the camera and the phone, then quickly took them from her.

(So tired...??)

(I want to go home...??)

Beneath her mask and clothes, the girl's hair was already damp with sweat, sticking to her forehead and cheeks, and a faint blush had risen on her face.

Her physical fitness was truly terrible.

"Please come with us to finish the segment?"

"No problem, brother. I'm a street bum anyway."

A few minutes later.

The man in the hood, the Lolita girl, and the skinny guy stood facing each other.

Man in the hood: "M3, sis, nice fashion sense."

Lolita girl: "You flatter me, you flatter me. Ah, and this big brother here is quite handsome too."

Skinny guy: "Thanks for the compliment, thanks for the compliment. You two are as well."

It was an incredibly harmonious scene, apparently.

Xia Yan opened his phone and started playing the video he had recorded earlier.

"I hate people who wear that M3, Lolita stuff the most..."

"Ahem, as for me, I hate those skinny dogs the most..."

"Hideous, not like Batman, more like someone who stole Lazy Sheep's clothes..."

Xia Yan: "Successful friendship will be rewarded with a mysterious grand prize."

He then immediately retreated to Hua Xin's side.

The man in the hood was the first to lose his temper, tearing off the mask of hypocrisy: "What the hell? Who wears a Lazy Sheep down jacket? I bet my hood costs half your annual salary, believe it or not? Damn!"

The skinny guy sneered: "Like gauze."

Man in the hood: ??

The Lolita girl wasn't one to be bullied either. She pointed at the man in the hood and yelled: "What's wrong with Lolita? Huh?"

"So what?"

"My skirt alone is worth a house full of your hoods. Wearing a non-mainstream coffin hat, aren't you ashamed to face anyone?"

"Speak human language. And you keep using those ridiculous foreign words."

The skinny guy attacked from both sides: "What did skinny dogs do to you? What did skinny dogs do to you???"

"If I'm a skinny dog, did I eat too much of your rice?"

The Lolita girl rolled her eyes: "Oh, oh, oh. I could knock you down with one punch. It wouldn't be a problem to give you a bag of rice."

The skinny guy continued his sarcastic taunts: "Yeah, your tonnage is like an African tank. Even Tai Shen couldn't take one punch from you."

Lolita girl: ??

"I have to show you, being skinny doesn't mean I'm useless!"

Then the skinny guy took two steps back: "??, Let's go! (Ignore)" He completed a somersault in place.

"Even my cat can do a somersault, what's so great about it."

Skinny guy: ??

Then, as if they realized something, they all fell into silence.

Looking at the empty space where two people had just stood, they all snorted coldly and left.

(One minute ago.) ↓

"Go, go, go, run!"

Xia Yan turned off the camera and his phone, then grabbed Hua Xin and they quickly dashed towards the motorcycles.

The smile in his eyes couldn't be contained.

Although he felt a little sorry.

The girl's beautiful eyes seemed to be sparkling, and for the second time, a smile appeared on her face that she usually only showed when she was outside.

Xia Yan was too mischievous.

But...

Watching the drama unfold...

It was just...

It was way too much fun, wow!!!??