Sorry, occupational instinct

Bai Luochuan nodded at Lan Muxing.

Before he had a chance to say anything else, Qi Yu pulled him aside.

Qi Yu held him firmly in his arms.

Holding a towel from the Production Team, Qi Yu carefully dried Bai Luochuan's soaking-wet hair.

Bai Luochuan himself honestly thought it was no big deal.

But from Qi Yu's trembling fingertips, Bai Luochuan knew that behaving himself right now was the best way to ease some of his fox's fear and worry.

Everything that had just happened had taken place in an instant.

Qi Yu had not gone into the water to rescue him because he knew there were lifeguards aboard the boats.

Since the Production Team had arranged this activity, they would definitely protect the guests during it.

How could they possibly have failed to make even the most basic preparations?

But he truly had not expected it.

His wife could spring into action that fast.

Only once the fear in his heart had finally subsided a little did Qi Yu draw a long breath.

He said slowly, "Don't rush in like that next time. There are lifeguards on the boat."

"I know." Bai Luochuan smiled awkwardly. "It was just an instinctive reaction. Occupational instinct? No, I mean..."

He stopped halfway through his explanation.

He realized he had said the wrong thing.

He wanted to correct himself.

But Qi Yu patted his head.

He indicated that there was no need to say anything.

He understood it all.

[Folks, what exactly just happened? Can someone explain it to me?]

[Lan Muxing didn't follow the instructions and undid the rope early. The Production Team told them so many times not to undo the clasp themselves. Why didn't he listen at all?]

[Mostly because he was too nervous, scared, and upset, I guess? But with the clasp that loose, the Production Team was seriously at fault too!]

[Bai Luochuan looked so cool doing that! Even the lifeguards weren't as fast as him! He's totally won me over!]

[Staged! Wasn't he just trying to get more screen time?]

[Seriously, you can criticize even this? Haters, did a dog eat your conscience?]

[Am I the only one focused on him saying "occupational instinct"? He corrected himself quickly, but I definitely heard it! Did Bai Luochuan have another job before his debut? I'm a fan now. Can any longtime fans fill me in?]

Those questions in the live comments.

Naturally, none of them would get an answer.

When everyone returned to their lodgings, they had assumed that after an accident like that today, even if they were willing to keep going, Lan Muxing's agency probably would not agree to let filming continue.

At the very least, they would have to take a few days off.

But to their surprise, after they returned, the conclusion reached by Lan Muxing's agency representative and the Production Team was neither to suspend the variety show nor to have Lan Muxing withdraw temporarily.

Instead, everything would continue as usual.

Lan Muxing himself had firmly stated that he wanted to continue filming the show and did not want it suspended because of him.

He felt that everything today had merely been a minor accident.

He had not taken it to heart.

He hoped his manager would also avoid making too much of it.

Everyone was taken aback when they heard this conclusion.

After all, even if nobody had said it aloud, they all more or less knew that the most precious person on their show, the one who treated himself most like a little prince, was probably Lan Muxing.

So after something this serious, he had actually taken the initiative to let the matter rest.

They had to admit...

Was this what it meant to be a professional?

Bai Luochuan marveled inwardly.

By then, he had showered, changed into clean clothes, and returned to the main room of their lodgings.

Since Lan Muxing did not intend to leave, everything would naturally proceed according to the original plan.

The Production Team provided everyone with dinner directly.

This time, they did not need to play any more games.

The dinner table was a long one.

Bai Luochuan sat on one side, with Qi Yu to his left and Yan Cheng to his right.

As for the seat opposite him, Lan Muxing practically ran over to claim it.

Bai Luochuan: ?

Lan Muxing's eyes, which his fans praised as capable of stealing souls, were now fixed intently on Bai Luochuan.

His cheeks, which had regained their normal color, were flushed.

He looked a little bashful, wanting to speak but hesitating.

Their eyes met for a second.

Bai Luochuan lowered his head and ate.

Lan Muxing hurriedly spoke up. "I haven't properly thanked you for what happened this afternoon."

"No need." Bai Luochuan waved a hand, his eyes never leaving the food in front of him. "Even if I hadn't acted, the rescue personnel would have helped you. I was just a little faster. It's nothing worth dwelling on."

Lan Muxing immediately shook his head. "That won't do!"

At his firm declaration.

Bai Luochuan finally gave up on the fried chicken in front of him for the moment.

Looking back at Lan Muxing, he said, "Then what do you suggest?"

Lan Muxing's cheeks grew even redder as he stammered, "O-of course I should repay you properly!"

He had clearly been the one to bring it up.

Yet now he was the one stumbling over his words.

Bai Luochuan looked at Lan Muxing helplessly.

Lan Muxing took a deep breath. "C-can you tell me what you like? Anything at all. Just say the word, and I..."

Bai Luochuan raised a hand to stop his excitement.

He answered earnestly, "I like money."