A dedicated album on his phone

"Ahem." The director coughed twice. "Everyone, don't make wild guesses. This segment is anonymous."

Everyone drew back their curious heads and continued listening to the director.

"Hua Zhiyuan: pretty, cute, like a little animal."

That "like a little animal" was obviously written by Qiao Tong.

The director's hand trembled slightly as he held the papers.

Was this variety show really going to produce three couples?

He shifted his gaze to Wen Liangtian and Lan Xiangxian. Were these two a couple too?

He was seriously starting to wonder whether he was making a dating show.

[Zhiyuan is so pretty!]

[Her next drama is a historical romance! Please come watch!]

[Our Zhiyuan has been working hard to become an actress known for her acting!]

"Next, Chu Xinghui: good at cooking, white hair just like mine, love it..."

The other five all said he was good at cooking. The one who wrote "just like mine" was definitely Man Feiluan.

As for the one who had written so many descriptive terms in under ten minutes, praising Chu Xinghui to the skies-could it be Pei Hanmo?

Or Wen Liangtian?

The director took a deep breath and began reading the words on the paper:

"Handsome, distinguished bearing, brave, the mole beneath his eye looks nice, good at cooking, considerate..."

[Wait, who wrote this? So much? Was it Wen Liangtian?]

[It has to be, right? They aren't with the same company now, but they used to be.]

[Yeah, it could also be mutual promotion.]

But in the livestream, Wen Liangtian first looked shocked, then immediately wore an expression of disgust.

He moved his chair away from Pei Hanmo.

At the same time, everyone else, including Chu Xinghui, turned their faces to the right in unison, looking at Pei Hanmo on the far end.

[Did all today's guests wake up with stiff necks?]

[Wait, it's Pei Hanmo this time?]

[Chu Xinghui, you're the one being praised! What are you so shocked about? I'm asking you, what are you so shocked about?!]

[Has anyone noticed there hasn't been a single negative word on this show?]

[Looks like there's nothing interesting this time... except watching them date.]

Pei Hanmo continued looking coolly at the director, his face expressionless.

Chu Xinghui rolled his eyes. Such an act.

Insisting on keeping up that aloof persona in public-wasn't it exhausting?

"There are three left..."

The director continued:

"Wen Liangtian: very prickly, sharp tongue but a soft heart, didn't make a good first impression, but he's very cute once you get to know him! Lan Xiangxian: considerate of others-wait, why are you all using the same words? Can't you say something useful?"

Previous guests had practically leaped at the chance to call out people who threw their weight around on the show. These people now simply substituted a few descriptive terms.

Had he not explained himself clearly enough?

The director looked at the sheets in front of him, his heart heavy.

The PR people they had hired were completely useless. It looked as though this season really might have to use romance for marketing.

He took a deep breath and read out the last person:

"Qiao Tong: mature, levelheaded..."

[Hahaha, I'm dying. I still remember a veteran actor being accused of throwing his weight around last season. This season really is harmonious.]

[Can't someone give us an "I thought everyone before was normal, but there aren't many normal people this season"?]

[Stop it, spare a thought for the director. He's about to explode.]

[Confirmed: it's a dating show.]

"All right, next, you have some free time."

They could practically hear the director speaking through clenched teeth. He spread his hands at the camera, signaling that he was laying his cards on the table and giving up.

The moment they got the go-ahead, Man Feiluan jumped straight out of his seat, grabbed Chu Xinghui with his left hand and Wen Liangtian with his right, and pulled them toward a vast field of flowers.

Yuan Zhanpeng quietly watched Man Feiluan's retreating figure, chuckled softly, and took out his phone to snap a photo, saving it to the "Adorable Little Lamb" album.

There were already thousands of photos inside, all of Man Feiluan at different times.

"Aren't you jealous?"

Pei Hanmo had failed to intercept Chu Xinghui before Man Feiluan got to him. Filled with resentment, he drifted over to Yuan Zhanpeng and asked in a low voice.

Yuan Zhanpeng turned his head, raised his eyebrows, and pulled his high collar down a little.

He revealed the suggestive hickeys underneath.

The flaunting look in his eyes stabbed Pei Hanmo straight through the heart.

"I've wanted to come take pictures here for ages!"

Man Feiluan pulled the two of them down to sit in the flower field and took out his phone.

"Let's take turns taking pictures. I'll take pictures of you two first. I have to post a nine-photo grid!

"Three pictures of each pair!"

Wen Liangtian had at least posed for a few photos before and knew how to pose. Chu Xinghui had never appeared in a magazine and had no idea how.

"Like this, like this!"

Man Feiluan held Chu Xinghui's hand and shaped it into half a heart beside his face.

"Get close to Wen Liangtian. Right, bring your faces a little closer..."

Watching from a distance, Pei Hanmo was so angry he wanted to cough up blood.

But there was nothing he could do. Chu Xinghui seemed very enthusiastic, and he did not want to spoil that enthusiasm.

Following Yuan Zhanpeng's example, he took out his own phone and zoomed in to photograph Chu Xinghui.

He had an album on his phone too, but he had not added any new photos in a long time.

After taking the photos, he opened the album and scrolled to the very bottom, where there was a video.

A boy stood in an amusement park, about to take an ice cream being handed to him, when he suddenly heard the voice of the person filming:

"Look at the camera, big brother!"

He turned his head, saw Pei Hanmo holding up his phone to take a picture, and immediately broke into a bright smile.

The video froze on the final second.

That was when Pei Hanmo had realized he was recording a video.

Now, he regretted it bitterly and wished he had taken more videos back then.

For the past two years, he had gotten through his heat periods on suppressants and this one video.

"What on earth did you take? Hahahahahaha!"

Man Feiluan held up the photo Chu Xinghui had taken, showing it to the camera.

In it were an unidentified white blob and an unidentified black blob.

Who knew how Chu Xinghui had taken it, but even the flowers here had acquired a gloomy filter.

It looked like two ghosts standing among red spider lilies, with a kind of... well, a distinctive air of madness.

No, an artistic air.

No wonder Chu Xinghui had said he wanted to take another when Man Feiluan tried to see the photo earlier, and had stubbornly refused to let him look.

[Hahaha, I'm dying. What kind of photography skills are these, Chu Xinghui?]

[Sir, how did our little lamb turn into a little ghost?]

[Sir, our Liangtian won't be attending these activities anymore. He cried the whole way back, saying he'd turned into a ghost.]

"Let's just have the cameraman take them."

Chu Xinghui did not even want to look at the photos he had taken.

He knew without thinking that everyone in the livestream was laughing.

By now, Wen Liangtian had collapsed into the flower field, laughing until his stomach hurt, completely hidden from view.

Watching the three of them having such a wonderful time, Lan Xiangxian's lips curved too. He could not help feeling happy because of other people's happiness.

On this variety show, he only needed to remain unnoticed.

Just like when he had played corpses in television dramas and films before.

He must not draw the public's attention.