Don't believe me? Transfer me 50 million and I'll prove it right now

Then, the staff handed over three small whiteboards, signaling for Lu Jing, Li Weizhou, and Huo Yuchen to write down their guesses.

A moment later, the whiteboards were revealed. Their guesses were as follows:

Lu Jing guessed: ox head → Zhuang Luo; horse face → Shen Chuanzhu; pig face → Xu Su.

Li Weizhou guessed: ox head → Xu Su; horse face → Shen Chuanzhu; pig face → Zhuang Luo.

Huo Yuchen guessed: ox head → Shen Chuanzhu; horse face → Xu Su; pig face → Zhuang Luo.

Next came the identity reveal.

Mr. Ox Head removed his mask, revealing a composed, gentle face.

Seeing that familiar face, Lu Jing and Li Weizhou were both startled. "Mr. Shen?! You actually like cosplay?!"

Shen Chuanzhu said, "Is that illegal?"

"..."

It wasn't illegal, but something about it just felt strange.

Next, Mr. Horse Face removed his mask, revealing a proud, handsome face.

This time, only Lu Jing was shocked. "I got it wrong again?!"

Xu Su smiled. "Yes, you managed to dodge every single correct answer. Between not necessarily winning and possibly losing, you chose definitely losing. Well done."

Lu Jing: "..."

I don't think he's complimenting me.

Finally, Mr. Pig Face removed his mask.

To no one's surprise, it was Zhuang Luo.

He put on an innocent expression and looked at Xu Su with a smile. "Was I too obvious? I was the only one who got guessed twice."

Xu Su smiled. "No, you're just too unlucky."

"..."

Zhuang Luo nearly failed to keep his smile in place.

[That bitch! How dare he talk to our Zhuang Luo like that!]

[Li Weizhou, hurry up and give him a couple of good slaps!]

[Great, I got everything wrong just like Lu Jing, and now I feel mocked by Xu Su.]

[Huo Yuchen got everything right!!! That's my husband for you!!!]

[Aaaaaah, Li Weizhou didn't get anyone right except Zhuang Luo!!! I ship them so hard!!!]

[Person above, haven't you got the rules backward? From Zhuang Luo's perspective, getting guessed isn't a good thing.]

Once the staff had cleared away the props, Li Weizhou spoke up out of nowhere. "Director, I question Xu Su's answers."

"The rules clearly said to answer truthfully, but he gave two completely ridiculous answers, and they were exactly the same. That doesn't make sense."

"Well..."

"What doesn't make sense?"

Xu Su spoke before Director Yu could. "I like slacking off, and I'm good at slacking off. What's the problem?"

"There is..."

"It's like someone who likes eating and is good at eating. What's the problem?"

"You..."

"Or do you like eating but aren't good at it, so you still need Mommy to feed you?"

"I..."

"Or are you good at eating but don't like eating, and prefer eating shit?"

"..."

Li Weizhou froze on the spot, his expression exceedingly complicated.

He looked at Xu Su, his eyes full of unfamiliarity.

Indeed, it wasn't just him. Everyone else present and the viewers in the livestream were astonished too, feeling as though Xu Su had become a different person.

[Am I seeing things??? Never mind him snapping at Zhuang Luo earlier, now he's even snapping at Li Weizhou??? He]

[So everything he posted on Weibo this morning was true?! He really had surgery to remove his love-addled brain?!]

[Has he really come to his senses, or is he trying out some new persona?]

[I think it's pretty normal. He pursued Li Weizhou for so long, and Li Weizhou still wouldn't accept him, so why should he keep sucking up to him? They were both born to parents. There's no reason he has to spend his whole life sucking up to Li Weizhou.]

[Xu Su just replied to my comment and called me a fucking idiot. Damn it, I'm coming here to curse him back!]

"Xu Su, are... are you okay?"

Zhuang Luo's puzzled voice broke the strange silence.

Xu Su smiled. "Healthy as can be, with a great appetite. Don't believe me? Transfer me 50 million and I'll prove it right now."

Zhuang Luo: "..."

Too expensive.

Lu Jing asked next, "Xu Su, how are you feeling about yourself right now?"

Xu Su kept smiling. "Feeling great, proud of my motherland. Don't believe me? Bring me a mic, and I'll sing 'My Motherland, My Love' right here."

Lu Jing: "..."

He's pretty good at rhyming.

After waiting a while and seeing that no one had any more questions, Xu Su looked back at Li Weizhou. "Why aren't you saying anything? Did something I said hurt you?"

Li Weizhou pondered thoughtfully for a few seconds.

Then he spoke. "No..."

"If it did, point it out, and I'll say it again."

Li Weizhou: "..."

[Sorry, I laughed a little.]

[What's with that mouth of his... did he dip it in poison before coming?]

[Director, hurry up and get a doctor to examine him. I suspect something's wrong with Xu Su's mental state.]

[Am I the only one who thinks Xu Su is really cool like this? [doge-for-protection.jpg]]

"OK!"

Director Yu hurriedly stepped in to steer the proceedings along and change the subject:

"Next, let's move on to the next stage-hand in hand, onward to camp!"

Xu Su glanced at him and strode outside. "No need for holding hands. I'm afraid I might touch something that brings bad luck."

"..."

Everyone left standing there:

Director Yu: Does he not know this is live?

Zhuang Luo: Is he insulting me or Weizhou?

Li Weizhou: Is he insulting me or Zhuang Luo?

Lu Jing: He's insulting Li Weizhou and Zhuang Luo, right?

Shen Chuanzhu: This kid's in good spirits.

Huo Yuchen: Interesting...

Watching Xu Su's retreating figure, a faint, unreadable glimmer flickered in Huo Yuchen's eyes.

Half an hour later, everyone reached the middle of Miemeng Village.

This was the production team's camp.

On the far left stood a luxurious three-story villa that looked magnificent...

"Stop looking. That's where the production team is staying."

Director Yu's voice drew everyone's attention back. "Yours are over there."

He pointed to the right, signaling for everyone to look over-

On the leftmost side of that area were two crude thatched huts;

in the middle were two reasonably furnished single-story houses;

on the right were two stone caves that looked freshly dug.

Everyone: "..."

Director Yu smiled slightly and continued guiding the proceedings. "Based on the icebreaker game just now..."

The guessers' rankings were:

Huo Yuchen got everything right and ranked first;

Li Weizhou got one right and ranked second;

Lu Jing got none right and ranked third.

The rankings for those being guessed were:

Xu Su and Shen Chuanzhu were each identified by only one person, tying for first;

Zhuang Luo was identified by two people and ranked second.

"So, according to those rankings, the three first-place winners may choose their accommodations fir-"

Whoosh-

Before Director Yu could finish, he suddenly felt a gust of wind sweep past him.

-Xu Su made a smooth turn and darted into one of the single-story houses!

Bang!!!

He even thoughtfully shut the door, shutting both the PD and the camera operator outside with it.

Everyone: "..."

He's so fast.

Director Yu took a few seconds to recover, then turned around, only to find another person missing from the group of guests.

"?"

"Who's missing now?"

Lu Jing helpfully reminded him, "The crown prince."

"..."

He turned to look at the other single-story house.

Bang!

...Very good. That door had been shut more politely than the last one.

He turned back again, and it happened a second time: another person was missing from the group.

"..."

"Who is it this time?"

Lu Jing continued helpfully reminding him, "Mr. Shen."

"..."

He turned to look at the thatched hut.

"Creeeak... click."

...Very good. That door had been shut more politely than either of the previous two.

Turning back for the third time, Director Yu could no longer smile. "Did I say you could move straight in with your bags once you'd chosen?"

Lu Jing followed their example. "You didn't say we couldn't move straight in with our bags once we'd chosen, either."

"..."

[Hahahahaha, forgive me for laughing at his expense.]

[Congratulations, Director, you've invited three uncontrollable guests this season! Congratulations!]

[Director: Having them here is my good fortune!]

[Director's inner voice: Is this my good fortune, or my punishment?!]