"The next question is for Di Yu. Di Yu, why are you called Hell?"
Di Yu had been gazing absently at Gu Luosheng. His brow furrowed when he heard his name.
What rotten luck.
Why were they talking about him again?
The corner of Di Yu's mouth twitched. After a moment's thought, he answered casually, "I came from hell, so I'm called Hell."
-Now that's a cold joke.
-Come on, people, you can't make fun of someone's name. Let me ask such an interesting question next time! Hahahaha!
-People online these days really... notice everything. You even spotted that.
-Did you see how speechless Di Yu looked?
-Di Yu, Hell. What a lovely name. You'd need at least three years of brain damage to come up with it.
"The next question is for Wang Lang. Wang Lang, please close that big, toothy grin of yours."
Wang Lang: ...
Wasn't that getting a little personal?
"Wang Lang, is everyone where you come from this tall?"
Wang Lang: ?
"Not really." Wang Lang scratched his head and coughed. "I guess it depends on your genes?"
"Next question. Wang Lang, do you have any buddies as tall as you? Please introduce us."
Wang Lang teased, "I'm single too. Won't I do?"
-Yes, yes, absolutely!
-I'm taking you seriously, Brother Lang. I'll be right there!
-Hahaha, Brother Lang, post a dating ad online. I bet it'll go viral.
"Hahaha, Brother Lang, what about me?" The host fluttered her eyelashes coyly, looking rather elegantly charming.
Wang Lang took a frightened step back. "I treated you as our esteemed host, and you've been eyeing me up?"
"Never again, never again. I'm not joking like that again." Wang Lang gulped.
-Hahahaha, the tough guy's scared.
-Host, you've got some moves!
-Host, I had you all wrong.
-Don't