"Piggyback Peppa"

Shen Ting and Yan Yi came downstairs.

"Director, Director, who did my brother go out with?"

The director turned to look at the two most difficult people and took a deep breath.

"Your brother went out with Su Weiwang. You two pairing up?"

"Isn't that obvious? We're the only two left. Unless we can pick someone from the crew? The assistant director?" Hearing Su Weiwang's name, Shen Ting breathed a sigh of relief, then rubbed his chin and looked at the assistant director standing a short distance away.

"No, no, no!" The assistant director waved his hands frantically.

"The cameraman?"

With the heavy camera on his shoulder, the cameraman shook his head frantically, the camera swaying from side to side along with his body.

"Enough. Don't think you can pull any more tricks on me. I won't fall for it again." The director walked up to Shen Ting and swept his hand through the air, his face full of confidence.

"Oh-ho? Really?" Shen Ting narrowed his eyes slightly, a mischievous smile curling his lips.

Standing beside him, Yan Yi keenly noticed Shen Ting's smile. He shook his head, stepped forward, and reached out to pat the director on the shoulder.

"Director, there's nothing wrong with confidence, but overconfidence isn't a good thing."

The director brushed off Yan Yi's advice and took a step back. "If you want tonight's Candlelight Dinner budget from me, you'll have to complete a little game."

"What little game?"

"The sweet-talk challenge!"

"Sweet talk?" Shen Ting stood there thoughtfully.

Watching the two suddenly fall silent, the director secretly rejoiced. I refuse to believe sweet talk won't get some pink bubbles floating around you two.

"I won't make things difficult. Either one of you just needs to say two romantic lines, and I'll count that as a pass and hand over tonight's budget." The director clasped his hands behind his back, looking as though he had everything under control.

[Brilliant move, Director!]

[Director: I can't drop subtle hints with these two anymore. I have to lay my cards on the table.]

[The director really has the words "dating show" stamped into his brain. He's trying everything to get this show back on track.]

"Sure." Shen Ting and Yan Yi nodded readily.

Hearing them agree so readily, the director blinked in confusion instead. Are these two up to something again?

"Here I go." The corners of Shen Ting's lips lifted slightly in a devilish smile, his gaze three parts cold, three parts mocking, and four parts nonchalant.

"Man, do you know why I call myself an angler?" Shen Ting backed Yan Yi up against the wall and planted one hand beside his ear.

"Why?" Yan Yi lowered his head slightly to look at Shen Ting stubbornly standing on tiptoe, the corner of his mouth twitching.

"Because you're the only one I fish for."

"I read a book recently. Do you know what it was?" Shen Ting changed positions to give his feet a break.

"'You Fell for Me, So Pay Up'?" Yan Yi hooked an arm around Shen Ting's waist and chuckled.

"No, 'You Were the One Thing I Didn't Account For.'" Shen Ting lowered his head and covered his heart, looking as though he'd been shot.

[...I'm dumbfounded... Where are my pink bubbles? My heartfelt confession? My tender gazes?]

[Cheesy pickup lines count as sweet talk too?]

[To the person above, um... why wouldn't they?]

The director was dumbfounded by the scene before him too.

After finishing his performance, Shen Ting came up to the director with a grin and held out his hand, palm up. "Well? Can we have the money now?"

Looking at his petrified senior, the assistant director sighed and silently handed Shen Ting the envelope sitting nearby.

Eyes shining, Shen Ting took the money out of the envelope and counted it. Ohohoho, a full 3,000 yuan! The production team really splashed out.

With the assistant director's support, the director returned to his chair and became a stone statue again. On closer inspection, he was a cracked stone statue.

Shen Ting noticed this too. He stuffed the money into Yan Yi's arms and strode over to the director.

"Director, do you know which animal is best for riding?"

The director froze for a moment, then his brain began racing. A horse? A camel? An ox?

In the end, the director chose the most common one.

"A horse?"

"Nope." Looking utterly serious, Shen Ting held up a hand and waved it.

"Then what is it?" Now it wasn't just the director who was puzzled; the staff around them were too.

"A pig," Shen Ting answered solemnly.

"Why?" The director refused to accept that!

"Because Peppa Pig gives piggyback rides." Shen Ting smiled at the unconvinced people before him.

-Caw, caw, caw. A flock of crows flew past.

"Ha-ha... I'm tired. Fu, you follow these two." The director rose wearily and returned to his tent.

Looking at the two before him, the alarm bells in the assistant director's head flashed frantically.

"Where are you two planning to have dinner?"

"Who said we were going out?" Yan Yi looked up in confusion.

"Exactly. We're going to solve tonight's dinner with a method every young person uses, which is..."

"Ordering takeout!" Shen Ting and Yan Yi said in unison.

Crack!!! The assistant director shattered. Senior! Please come back!!!

Yan Yi left the villa and found a nearby convenience store to exchange the cash.

"Let's see. Crayfish, lamb skewers, fried chicken, burgers, sparkling water. What do you want to eat?" Shen Ting's finger kept scrolling.

"Steak and vegetable salad." Hugging a cushion, Yan Yi lay on his side at one end of the sofa, propping up his head as he watched Shen Ting.

"That healthy?" Shen Ting looked at Yan Yi in shock. Seriously, buddy, eating like that, how much enjoyment are you missing out on?

"Can't help it. I care quite a bit about maintaining my figure." Yan Yi spread his hands helplessly.

"Oh~ So you're saying you've got a great body." Shen Ting's eyes shone as he asked.

"Perfect is the only word for it." Yan Yi set the cushion in his arms on the sofa beside him.

"Then can I have a look?" Shen Ting suddenly turned bashful.

Seeing Shen Ting's expression, Yan Yi raised an eyebrow. "Just a look?"

"I wouldn't say no to touching, either." Shen Ting's eyes shone even brighter.

"In your dreams." With a smile, Yan Yi dashed Shen Ting's hopes.

Huh? Shen Ting looked at him in disbelief. You're messing with me?

Watching Yan Yi go back to his phone, Shen Ting suddenly had a wicked idea.

Hehehe. Curling both hands into claws, Shen Ting pounced straight at Yan Yi.

"If the mountain won't come to me, I'll just have to go to the mountain." Shen Ting caught Yan Yi's shirt hem with precision and flipped it up.

Yan Yi's eyes flew wide open.

Yan Yi had known all along that Shen Ting wouldn't let it go and had been waiting for him to bargain. Instead, before there was any bargaining, his home base had been exposed.