[Jiang Lan: 185/75kg Pei Du: 185/70kg Qiao Xin: 178/51kg Ye Qiunian: 179/60kg Tan Duoduo: 168/45kg Xu Can: 170/47kg Lin Ziyou: 178/55kg Yu Nan: 176/54kg Wen Zhiyan: unknown.]
None of them knew yet that their official information had already been posted.
"Who's going first?"
Standing in the middle of the group, Ye Qiunian was the first to break the silence.
"Alphas first?" Yu Nan ventured.
Pei Du gave a light cough. "How about the omegas go first? As the saying goes, better a short pain than a long one. The sooner you die, the sooner you're reborn..."
Qiao Xin originally hadn't cared. Because of her profession, she had always been completely honest about her height and weight.
But ever since Jiang Lan had said, "You've put on weight. Your double chin's really obvious," she had been tossing and turning, unable to sleep.
So she turned her sights on Jiang Lan.
"Teacher Jiang, what's your official height and weight?"
Jiang Lan thought for a moment. "185, 75kg, I think."
The same weight in fat and muscle looked very different, like a kilogram of iron and a kilogram of cotton.
So alphas with lower body fat tended to weigh more. That was how they looked muscular with their clothes off and slim with them on, creating the perfect visual effect.
Besides, Jiang Lan had never been the scrawny type, and he wasn't anxious about his weight.
"That physique holds up pretty well against our male alpha colleagues." Qiao Xin gave him credit first, then questioned him. "Did you fudge the numbers?"
Jiang Lan scoffed. "What do you think?"
Qiao Xin looked Jiang Lan up and down. "Looks about right to me. Why don't you go first and prove it to us?"
Jiang Lan refused with a smile. "I'm not going first. How about drawing lots?"
It wasn't that he was afraid of anything. He just wanted to see what kind of shape Wen Zhiyan had managed to keep himself in first.
The production team seemed to have anticipated this. At those words, a staff member immediately brought over a handful of folded slips of paper and handed them to Pei Du, who was closest to the camera.
Pei Du opened his palm. "Come on, babies. Leave it to fate."
Only then did everyone step forward to take a slip and secretly open it for a look.
After reading his slip, Ye Qiunian casually stuffed it into Pei Du's pocket and headed straight for that menacing-looking scale.
Originally, everyone had stood quite far from the scale to avoid embarrassment.
After all, everyone liked watching the fun, but when they were involved themselves, they inevitably felt it was better to leave a little room for mercy.
What none of them expected was that while they might show mercy, the scale would not.
The moment Ye Qiunian took off his shoes, stepped onto it, and straightened up, it immediately shouted in a shrill, merciless electronic female voice:
"Your height is: 177.4cm. Your weight is 61kg. Your..."
Startled, Ye Qiunian jumped off before the scale could finish. His ears reddened as he muttered a curse too quietly for anyone to hear.
The others exchanged glances, unable to keep from laughing.
Xu Can sighed and resignedly emptied out a phone, hair clips, tissues, wet wipes, and even two flimsy little slips of paper, then took off a jacket and handed everything to Tan Duoduo standing nearby before marching toward the scale with righteous resolve.
"Your height is: 168.1cm. Your weight is 47k..."
Xu Can jumped off the scale, face red. "At least I haven't gained weight. Losing two centimeters was embarrassing enough..."
Qiao Xin was next.
Qiao Xin took a deep breath and stepped onto the scale, secretly regretting eating too much that morning.
The results weren't bad: 178.4cm and 52kg. It hardly counted as a disaster.
After Qiao Xin came Yu Nan.
Yu Nan was an honest man. His height and weight matched his official figures exactly.
Lin Ziyou was 0.5cm shorter than his official height but 2kg lighter. With those slender arms and legs, it wasn't unexpected. Once this aired, his fans would only cry out in sympathy, saying that everyone else understated their weight, while Lin Ziyou actually overstated his.
After Lin Ziyou came a despairing Tan Duoduo.
After Xu Can's public execution, people off camera had already started discussing Tan Duoduo.
The reason was simple: even at a glance, Tan Duoduo looked considerably shorter than Xu Can.
Sure enough, Tan Duoduo's actual height was only 163cm.
"Good grief, you padded your height by a whole 5cm?" Pei Du said in surprise.
Tan Duoduo rolled her eyes at Pei Du. "So what? Whenever I go out, I wear hidden lifts of at least 6cm. Do you think I have it easy? Great, now I've been stripped down to my underwear!"
At that, Pei Du fell silent.
Tan Duoduo didn't notice anything, but Qiao Xin did. An evil smile spread across her face as she said without a shred of kindness:
"Teacher Pei, please remove your hidden lifts and face judgment!"
Pei Du glared at Qiao Xin and walked over, grumbling curses.
Sure enough, Pei Du's soles were a little thick. He was actually only 182cm tall, though he hadn't lied about his weight. His proportions were normal for a normal alpha male celebrity who kept himself in shape.
Now, only Jiang Lan and Wen Zhiyan remained.
Jiang Lan tucked the slip marked 8 into his pocket and said to Wen Zhiyan, "President Wen, go on. Take off your hidden lifts."
Looking a little amused, Wen Zhiyan put his own slip away too. "Teacher Jiang, you should know better than anyone whether I wear hidden lifts."
Jiang Lan sniffed and said nothing.
He did know.
When he and Wen Zhiyan first met, Wen Zhiyan hadn't differentiated yet. His height had always made him stand out among omegas, but he had still been a little shorter than Jiang Lan.
It had been visible to the naked eye, about three or four centimeters.
Later, Wen Zhiyan differentiated. Over those six months or so, Jiang Lan initially only noticed that Wen Zhiyan was no longer as thin and frail as before.
As for his height, it wasn't until the two of them were squeezed in front of the mirror brushing their teeth early one morning that Jiang Lan suddenly realized Wen Zhiyan seemed to have grown as tall as him.
After that, Jiang Lan could no longer remember when Wen Zhiyan had quietly overtaken him.
He only remembered sulking over it all day, then being ruthlessly put through his paces by Wen Zhiyan for half the night.
Wen Zhiyan had no idea what Jiang Lan was thinking. He stepped calmly onto the scale and listened placidly to its entire announcement.
Hearing that electronic female voice announce a height of 187.8cm and a weight of 78kg, Jiang Lan clenched his fists and nearly ground his back teeth to pieces.
Pei Du let out a "Whoa." "President Wen's height and weight are pretty much ideal."
Qiao Xin nodded. "But probably because his proportions are so good, I always thought President Wen was 190cm."
Jiang Lan didn't listen to what they were saying. He took off his jacket, tossed it to Wen Zhiyan, and stepped onto the scale.
Height: 186.5cm. Weight: 75kg.
Looking at Jiang Lan's sour expression, Ye Qiunian clicked his tongue. "Teacher Jiang, your fake height's different from everyone else's. You gained 1.5cm. Why aren't you smiling?"
Why wasn't he smiling?
Because of the tortoise and the hare, because the latecomer had overtaken him, because some bastard had kept growing even after reaching adulthood, because there was still a 1.3cm gap.
Jiang Lan said coldly, "I'm not much of a smiler by nature."
Pei Du had been hoping Jiang Lan relied on hidden lifts too, just like him. Now look-he was at the bottom.
Pretending nothing had happened, he turned his gaze elsewhere.
Only Wen Zhiyan knew why Jiang Lan wasn't smiling.
Standing beside Jiang Lan, he held Jiang Lan's jacket open and helped him slip his arms into it, murmuring by his ear too quietly for the camera to pick up, "1.3 centimeters. You can't tell, Lan-ge."
Jiang Lan whispered, "Then give me some of yours."
Wen Zhiyan agreed readily. "Sure. I'll saw off my legs and attach them to yours, as long as you're happy."
Jiang Lan laughed at that. Once he had his jacket on, he gave Wen Zhiyan a punch.
"When did you learn to be such a smooth talker?"
Their little gestures hadn't drawn anyone else's attention. They stopped joking and returned to the group with perfectly composed expressions.
Their heights and weights had been exposed. Next came the main event of the day, and the reason they had all come here.
Cliff bungee jumping.
"You can choose to go one at a time or in pairs." A staff member pointed to the safety equipment and told them, "If you're not comfortable with it, you don't have to participate. It's entirely voluntary."
A three-hundred-meter bungee platform posed a considerable challenge to everyone present.
Besides, this was a dating show. Everyone knew what they were here for, and no one volunteered to do something so thrilling alone.
But there were nine of them altogether. If they paired up, someone was bound to be left out.
Just as everyone was discussing the arrangements, Pei Du spoke up first. "I'd like to sit this out."
He was already a little afraid of heights. Seeing that even Qiao Xin hadn't said anything, he had kept quiet too, wanting to prove himself.
But now that he stood at the edge of the cliff, he felt that looking at this height a few more times alone could kill him, never mind jumping off. He was afraid his heart would stop and he would die in midair.
Although Qiao Xin was competitive, she wouldn't goad someone over something like this without knowing where to draw the line. If something went wrong, no one could bear the responsibility.
With Pei Du out, the remaining eight made an even number.
"Does anyone else want to sit this out?" the staff member asked.
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