On the beach, the eight guests gathered to shoot their group promotional photos.
Xie Mi stood with her hands on her hips, looking triumphant and utterly unbothered by the handcuffs.
In contrast, Xiao Jingxi, who was cuffed to her, had nearly gone into shock on the way over.
His legs trembled as he struggled to stand, yet his face still wore an expression of profound devotion.
"I know you resent me. If doing this helps you vent your anger, I'm willing to endure it."
"As long as you don't ignore me, I'll be happy no matter how much you hit me or curse at me."
Xie Mi rolled up her sleeves. "Really?"
Xiao Jingxi startled, instantly changing the words on the tip of his tongue. "But then again-"
"Being too violent on the show isn't good, after all."
"Everyone, get ready!" Fortunately, the photographer spoke up just in time to save the sweating Xiao Jingxi.
"Let's start with some running shots! Run in the direction I'm pointing, and try to look natural. You don't need to deliberately slow down. I'll capture you in motion!"
"Okay, ready-go!"
The moment he finished speaking, all eight of them started running.
Xu Shuangrong ran at the front. With several magazine shoots under her belt, she was well practiced. Her movements were natural rather than affected, her chin slightly raised toward the sunlight, her smile bright and lively.
Watching Xu Shuangrong through his lens, the photographer nodded in satisfaction.
Who said this show's guests were absurd when posing for photos? This looks pretty...
His train of thought screeched to a halt when his gaze landed on the others behind her.
Holy crap, masters of absurdity!
*Master of absurdity number one, Qiu Chengye: what's on your mind, sticking out your chest and butt like that? Are