I Can Do the Butterfly Wing Flap

Wen Lin was next. His smile faded, and when he spoke again, his eyes were a little red. "My family wasn't well-off when I was little. I've never been to an amusement park."

Fang Yi's heart ached for him. Gazing at him affectionately, he said in his deep, resonant voice, "That's my fault. I'll take you next time we get the chance."

After a round of comforting words, everyone folded down another finger, including Yu Xiuyuan and Yun Chuan.

Yu Xiuyuan really had been to an amusement park, but he'd gone there to work. Back then, Wen Lin hadn't completely duped him yet, and with his good looks, the pay and benefits had been pretty decent.

Only Su Ziming didn't fold down a finger. He didn't explain much, merely saying that he really had never been.

Fang Yi went next. He hesitated, then finally said, "There's someone here I like."

Yu Xiuyuan scorned the lovesick doormat, then decisively folded down a finger.

Something flickered in Yun Chuan's eyes. His expression turned a little cold, and he silently folded down another finger too.

The live chat erupted in celebration:

"Aaaah!! God Yun doesn't have anyone he likes!"

"The sky is clear, the rain has stopped, and I think I've got a chance again!"

"Haha, drop dead, Yu Dog! Stop trying to latch onto our God Yun!"

Li Rou was next. She thought for ages but couldn't come up with anything unusual, so she reluctantly expanded on the previous statement. "It's not just that I don't like anyone here. I've never liked anyone at all."

Yu Xiuyuan was torn. He had never liked anyone, of course, but the original owner of this body had-and his pursuit had been so spectacular that everyone knew about it.

Well, maybe a big star like God Yun didn't know. After all, God Yun was a busy, important man who had no time to pay attention to a nobody like him.

Clicking his tongue, he reluctantly folded down another finger, leaving just one standing strong.

Hearing the sound, Yun Chuan looked at his folded finger and remained motionless for a long while.

Finally, it was Yu Xiuyuan's turn. He stood and stretched his arms, perfectly composed. "Mine's impressive. I can do the Butterfly Wing Flap."

Li Rou asked curiously, "What's the Butterfly Wing Flap?"

"It's hard to explain. I'll demonstrate. Not to brag, but an ordinary person can't pull this off."

Yu Xiuyuan turned and took two steps back, then bent down and braced himself against the floor. He bent his arms and lowered himself into a standard push-up position, but a second later, both arms began fluttering rapidly like butterfly wings, so fast they left afterimages.

The room fell silent for a moment, then erupted in laughter.

The crew generally didn't laugh-unless they couldn't help it.

The guests were shaking with laughter too. Only Yun Chuan watched him in silence, his face expressionless.

The live chat was buzzing:

"Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit, that's impressive."

"I was in the middle of trashing him, but I couldn't help laughing like a honking goose."

"That's genuinely impressive-pressive-pressive."

"Did you somehow send a voice message up there?"

"Has Yu Dog always been this funny? Funniest moment of the episode."

"What's wrong with God Yun? Why does he look unhappy?"

"Which eye of yours saw God Yun looking unhappy? He just hates Yu Dog."

Watching the rapidly rising engagement and the flood of comments, the director shed tears of joy.

Yu Xiuyuan got up off the floor and wiped away nonexistent sweat. "I only discovered this this morning," he joked. "For a moment there, I was worried I'd take flight."

Li Rou finally lost it and collapsed over the table, laughing. "Hahahahaha! Yu Xiuyuan, you're a genius! You're killing me!"

That single joke noticeably softened everyone's attitude toward Yu Xiuyuan. Wen Lin's expression darkened.

Yun Chuan was next. He glanced at Yu Xiuyuan's one remaining finger and said, "I'm single."

Yu Xiuyuan raised his eyebrows. God Yun, you're no good at this. You don't even know how to play. Who on a Dating Reality Show would admit they weren't single? He happily kept his finger up and waited for the next person to speak.

The next few statements weren't particularly original, and Yu Xiuyuan managed to survive.

At the start of a new round, Wen Lin considered for a moment before saying slowly, "I've been stabbed in the back by a friend."

The cheerful atmosphere froze. Several pairs of eyes instantly turned toward Yu Xiuyuan.

Sure enough, Yu Xiuyuan's expression darkened. He gave a derisive laugh and raised his hand high, without folding down his finger or clowning around again.

In the end, the game came to a lukewarm finish. Watching the numbers drop again almost immediately after their rise, Director Liu shot Wen Lin a resentful look.

Once filming ended, Yu Xiuyuan wasted no time packing up and leaving. Sister Man drove over to pick him up herself.

Looking at the woman before him in her sharp suit, Yu Xiuyuan greeted her politely. "Sister Man, why did you come to pick me up yourself? You could've just sent a driver."

Li Man scrutinized Yu Xiuyuan from head to toe, then marveled, "You really have changed. You've even learned some manners."

Yu Xiuyuan was exasperated. "Am I a little kid? You're praising me for having manners?"

"Just be happy you're getting a compliment. Now you're being picky?"

"All right, thanks for the compliment, Sister Man. But you aren't just here to pick me up, are you? Whatever you need, just say the word."

"Oh, you've gotten smarter too. Then I won't beat around the bush. What are you planning to do about Wen Lin's allegations?"

"Don't worry, Sister Man. Let the buzz build a little longer. My reputation's been terrible for years; a few more days won't matter. Clearing things up during the next livestream will have more impact."

"As long as you know what you're doing." Li Man nodded, though she still sounded worried. "But you're losing followers pretty badly. Almost all the followers you gained from singing a few days ago are gone."

"That's fine. Think of it as weeding out the less loyal fans."

"Who weeds out fans by losing them? Are you really planning to leave the industry? You've got a good knack for variety shows now, and you're getting plenty of attention. If you can clear up some of the scandals, your popularity should rise quite a bit."

"I really am leaving. But until my contract expires, I'll cooperate with the company's arrangements."

Li Man nodded and said nothing more. Yu Xiuyuan knew she still didn't entirely believe him. After all, that distrust had built up over time; the impression the original owner had left on her and the company wouldn't be easy to change.

Having inherited what the original owner left behind, he had to handle the man's work properly for him. As for the wrongs the original owner had suffered, he would pay those back twofold.

Following his memories home, he spent an hour cleaning and organizing the place. He planned to list the clothes and accessories of questionable taste on a secondhand marketplace tomorrow. There might well be people who shared that taste. Whatever he could get for them was better than letting them go to waste.

Why not list them now? He hadn't forgotten that the three days weren't up yet. He was still within the period when he needed to play it safe.

Once he finished tidying, he took out his phone and ordered a deluxe barbecue meal-a whole roasted lamb leg. He had money, and he could splurge!

The barbecue shop owner generously threw in two cans of Snow Beer. Looking at them, Yu Xiuyuan found himself drawn into a swirl of memories.

What exactly happened? My memories aren't complete. Was the original owner's alcohol tolerance really that bad? Could eating a little drunken crab get him tipsy?

Unwilling to give up, Yu Xiuyuan opened a beer and took a couple of swigs. He felt fine.

Eating meat and drinking alone-what bliss.

Then he opened his eyes.

It was daylight.

This sequence of events felt a little familiar.

Apparently, he had spent the entire night curled up on the sofa. He hadn't eaten much of the lamb leg, and he'd drunk one can of beer.

He was speechless.

The unbeatable alcohol tolerance he'd honed through workplace drinking in his previous life hadn't come with him.

He checked the time. It was already eleven in the morning. The three days were up?!

He pulled out his phone with trembling hands, only to find that its battery had died. Hastily plugging it in, he took a deep breath and narrowed his eyes like a thief, sneaking a peek at his account balance.

!!!!!

Five million!! It was still there!!!

Yu Xiuyuan hugged his phone and kissed it wildly, then performed an entire set of calisthenics on the sofa. By the time he'd finally worn himself out, half an hour had passed.

Not bothering with anything fancy, he reheated the roasted lamb leg and made do with it for brunch, then began listing the clothes and jewelry he wanted to get rid of.

By the time he finished, it was already two in the afternoon. He changed his clothes, put on a mask and cap, and headed straight for the bank.