Which Excavator School Is the Best?

Gu Yifei was quickly lifted onto a stretcher by a swarm of highly practiced staff and carried into the villa, with the accompanying doctor following behind.

After all, Instant Heart was a romance show true to its name. Guests had often fainted before due to excessively rapid heart rates, so the Instant Heart team had an abundance of experience dealing with related injuries.

[As everyone knows, "Instant Heartbeat" means: instantly and rapidly increasing one's heart rate.]

[Director Chen probably believed in Suspension Bridge Theory. He used to create all kinds of scary atmospheres and tasks to frighten the guests, thereby advancing their relationships.]

[So was that jar really planted by the production team?]

[Give Gu Yifei a hug. He's already getting PTSD whenever he sees Shen Ranxin.]

[Shen Ranxin was shelved for five years and came back just as crazy as ever. Gu Yifei, if you really can't take it, just quit. You don't have to earn this money. Just show your face a couple more times!]

Meanwhile, Gu Yifei, hailed as the pinnacle of beauty in the entertainment industry, sat pale-faced on the sofa, his entire hand trembling uncontrollably.

The accompanying doctor held his wrist and said helplessly, "Mr. Gu, don't be afraid. That jar isn't what you think it is. Calm down first, okay?"

Gu Yifei looked at the doctor with teary eyes. "It really isn't?"

The doctor took a deep breath and nodded. "If you don't believe me, I can call Mr. Shen Ranxin in to prove—"

"No! Don't call him!" Gu Yifei shrieked. "I never want to see him again for the rest of my life!"

The moment he finished speaking, Shen Ranxin poked his head in with a smug grin. "Mr. Gu, are you feeling better? I think I just heard something about never wanting to see someone again for the rest of your life?"

With reddened eyes, Gu Yifei glared at Shen Ranxin warily and forced out, "Get the hell out!"

"Fine." Shen Ranxin lowered his brows slightly, looking cool and innocent as he backed out and turned to close the infirmary door.

Jiang Ye and the others were standing outside. Fang Yu asked worriedly, "How is he? Is he okay? What did the doctor say? Who did he just tell to get out?"

Shen Ranxin shrugged. "No idea. Mr. Gu seems to hate me. Did I do something to offend him?"

The honest Jiang Ye said, "Maybe it was when you insisted on using a spatula to beat his skull like a drum last night."

Nothing was scarier than sudden silence. Shen Ranxin had absolutely no memory of his violent acts. He blinked his innocent, affectionate eyes. "What? That actually happened?"

Fang Yu and Jiang Ye fell silent.

Fang Yu: "..."

Could what Cheng Cheng said be true? Was Shen Ranxin's morning temper so severe it was practically pathological?

Last night, he had clearly looked murderous, threatening to twist Gu Yifei's head off and use it as a whistle. Now, he really seemed to remember none of it?

Shen Ranxin had only wanted to scare Gu Yifei a little and avenge Jiang Ye's morning of digging holes. He hadn't expected this artsy nonconformist to be so delicate that he would actually faint from fright.

From what Fang Yu and Jiang Ye said, he must have scared this young master badly last night too.

Knowing he was in the wrong, the fierce capital-city alpha carried a shovel outside and painstakingly planted the Paperbush tree Gu Yifei had so carefully selected.

Cheng Cheng had come over to help, but Shen Ranxin sternly refused.

Lu Zhi did not stop him. After he finished planting, Lu Zhi simply handed him a bottle of soda water.

Ten points.

Shen Ranxin swallowed and accepted it without ceremony.

After all, he was indeed dying of thirst in this blazing weather, and the production team had gone so insane that everything needed to be exchanged for points.

They had spent the entire morning planting Paperbush trees, yet each of them had only received fifty points.

Lu Zhi watched him drain the small bottle of soda water in one go.

Because he drank too quickly, a few drops spilled from the corner of his lips. Mixed with the sweat on his face, they ran along Shen Ranxin's jawline and over his protruding, bobbing Adam's apple.

Out of habit, Lu Zhi took a tissue, lowered his head, and wiped the corner of Shen Ranxin's mouth.

"Slow down. There's more if it isn't enough."

The ease of his movements and familiarity in his tone spoke for themselves.

It was as though he had carefully looked after Shen Ranxin hundreds, even thousands of times before.

Before the viewers could go wild over the pairing, Shen Ranxin slapped Lu Zhi's hand away, stuffed the empty bottle into his hand, and walked off. "Fuck off. Stay the hell away from me."

[Shen Ranxin: That was close. I almost got myself a boyfriend.]

[I hate this. What the hell is wrong with Shen Ranxin? Our President Lu has humbled himself to this extent, so what is he being so proud about? Lower your damn head! Do you know whose love you're accepting? The love of the richest man in the world!!!]

[Who doesn't know that Shen Ranxin chased Cheng Cheng for years and was the entertainment industry's number one simp?]

[President Lu, if it really doesn't work out, flirt with someone else. Shen Ranxin is way too damn straight!]

[Actually, I couldn't tell that Shen Ranxin liked Cheng Cheng either... When someone really likes another person, they don't act the way Shen Ranxin does. Have you noticed? Lu Zhi's gaze is always following Shen Ranxin. That's what real love looks like. Shen Ranxin's eyes never stay on Cheng Cheng for more than three seconds.]

[Girl, are you watching this romance show with a magnifying glass? Honestly, Shen Ranxin feels like some NPC who has renounced love and desire, with the setting "likes Cheng Cheng" written into his programming... Every time he has to choose someone he likes, it's like some keyword gets triggered and he always picks Cheng Cheng. But at every other time, you can't tell he likes Cheng Cheng at all.]

[Damn, now that you mention it, that does seem right.]

[Isn't that easy to explain? Our little Cheng Cheng is the hottest idol in the entertainment industry right now. This criminal wants to make a comeback, so he's trying to tie himself to our little Cheng Cheng and hype up a couple pairing!]

[Please excuse our disabled Shen Ranxin. He has no legs and can't walk on his own, so he can only rely on marketing others to get anywhere! All that "everyone loves him" stuff is probably scripted. Who knows which sugar daddy's bed he crawled into? He even dared to come out and leech off Cheng Cheng and Lu Zhi!]

Over the past few days, there had been more and more hateful comments about Shen Ranxin in the live chat.

But logically speaking, Shen Ranxin had been inactive for five years, and after returning, he was only a bottom-tier celebrity.

With that ridiculous attitude of being able to piss people off if asked for popularity, spit if asked for eloquence, offer looks if asked for achievements, and offer mental illness if asked for sanity, he really should not have attracted such widespread attention.

In this fast-food era, the entertainment industry never lacked pretty faces. Five years was enough for people to forget a hundred Shen Ranxins.

The only explanation was that some people simply could not stand seeing Shen Ranxin show even the slightest sign of resurfacing.

As long as Shen Ranxin had a chance to make a comeback, they would eagerly strangle it in the cradle.

But Shen Ranxin could not worry about any of that for the moment.

He had more important craziness to unleash.

The production team had originally provided lunch, and the guests did not need to cook for themselves.

But because Shen Ranxin had scammed more than one hundred and thirty points out of the production team that morning, he had instantly caused inflation in the show's point system.

So they decided to recover the guests' points—primarily the points in Shen Ranxin's hands—in an even more underhanded way.

Put simply, they wanted to scam back the one hundred and thirty points Shen Ranxin had scammed from them.

Thus, the prepared lunches that could originally be exchanged with points were temporarily changed to ingredients only, which the guests had to cook themselves.

Faced with a huge pile of ingredients, with even the most basic seasonings requiring points to exchange for them, everyone wore miserable expressions and voiced their dissatisfaction with the production team.

Shen Ranxin took a deep breath and said, "Director, there's still some dirt left outside from where we farmed and dug this morning. Go get it."

Director Chen froze. "What do I need dirt for?"

Shen Ranxin wore a deadpan expression. "It's getting cold. Cover yourself with more dirt, okay? I'd be heartbroken if you froze."

Director Chen: "..."

Shen Ranxin took a fruit knife from the kitchen, grabbed a watermelon from the ingredient counter, and viciously stabbed it!

Bright red juice flowed out of the watermelon. Shen Ranxin said gloomily, "What a shame. The hole we dug for getting rich when the coffin appears this morning should have been saved for you."

Lu Zhi added from the side, "It's fine. We can dig Director Chen another, bigger one. I saw that the production team rented an excavator, and I happen to have an excavator license."

Director Chen: "..."

[Holy shit, who cuts a watermelon like that?! You scared me to death!]

[Mom, there's a psychopathic killer here!!]

[Investigate Shen Ranxin immediately. This guy doesn't look like he's acting.]

[What a beautiful mental state. It feels like if it weren't illegal, he would kill everyone in the world, including himself.]

[Wait, am I the only one focused on whether President Lu learned excavator driving at Lanxiang?]

[Enough, President Lu! Who gave you permission to learn how to drive an excavator? Do you even know how to be a domineering CEO? If not, give me the money and I'll do it!]