Holy crap!
What is Song Lan doing? Is he proposing?
[I... you... Song Lan... you really date with marriage in mind!]
Although she's a bit of a bot, Song Lan still has a serious attitude towards relationships; she's dating with marriage in mind!
[While others keep their relationships secret, Song Lan declares: I want to get married!!! Don't you care about your fans' feelings at all?]
[He's 29, please. His fans also hope he won't end up alone; they hope he settles down soon, so he doesn't get arrested during a prostitution crackdown.]
Jiang Mingxi was surprised that Song Lan would say this.
marry?
He hasn't considered it yet.
He's only twenty-two.
Seeing the surprise and hesitation in Jiang Mingxi's eyes, Song Lan's heart clenched, and he suddenly thought of Jiang Mingxi's twenty-five-year-old friend who was no less handsome than him.
Overwhelmed by a sense of crisis, Song Lan blurted out, "You know what? You should marry someone older than yourself. As the saying goes, 'Older men are good, older men are wonderful, older men have welfare, older men...'"
Click.
I can't continue.
Bai Ge frantically covered her face.
grass!
What kind of idiot is this! How did he become like this when he was in love!
[Hahahaha, damn it, the next line is, "The old man is dead, but he can still be found!"]
I've never seen anything this outrageous!
[Yeah, I need to go have another smoke, damn it.]
[Following Song Lan, is this my doom?]
Jiang Mingxi burst out laughing. How could she be so cute?
Seeing Song Lan's face suddenly freeze, Jiang Mingxi couldn't help but reach out and pinch Song Lan's cheek. "Old man, there's still something for you. Hurry up and draw a card, old man."
Song Lan wished she could install a time rewind device on herself.
If God gave him another chance, he would definitely cover his mouth.
Not only did he fail to sell himself, he also lost face, so Song Lan went to draw a card in frustration.
I drew one.
"Truth or Dare: Please designate someone in the audience whose name has two characters and have them say three words to another guest."
Feeling dejected, Song Lan finished reading and turned to ask the staff, "I also have two characters; can I choose my own?"
Staff:...
This kind of thing doesn't usually exist.
But it doesn't seem impossible.
He turned to look at the director.
The director has already given up.
He filmed " Survival Challenge " and turned it into this mess. Could it get any worse? Whatever!
The director shrugged, "That's none of my business."
The staff member turned to Song Lan and said, "No!"
Song Lan had thought it all through; he was ready to tell Jiang Mingxi: I love you.
result.
no?
With a flick of her wrist, Song Lan pointed at Chen Chong and declared, "I choose him!"
Zhao Jiayuan immediately went to see Chen Chong.
But Zhao Ke reacted quickly, pressing Zhao Jiayuan's head down and whispering, "Focus on your phone!"
Separated by the fire, Chen Chong stared at Zhao Jiayuan, Zhao Jiayuan once.
There wasn't even that gloating look in his eyes that he used to have, the kind that seemed to want to fight him.
The feeling of being unable to reach the bottom made Chen Chong feel like he couldn't continue recording for even a second longer.
Are mobile phones really that fun?
Are you still chatting?
Is chatting really that interesting?
Is it absolutely necessary to talk about this today?!
In a fit of anger, Chen Chong said in a harsh tone, "I choose Zhao Jiayuan!"
Zhao Ke quickly lowered his voice and said, "You should look up blankly and pretend you don't know what he's saying."
Zhao Jiayuan:...
Waaaaah!
I'm just a singer, not an actor.
It's so difficult.
He awkwardly and slowly raised his head, his face blankly blank. "Huh?"
He looked at Chen Chong.
In the firelight, their eyes met. Chen Chong looked into Zhao Jiayuan were reflected in the firelight, and his aggrieved anger almost burst forth. "Stop talking!"
He said.
Zhao Ke immediately chimed in, "What? Stop chatting? Tell Jiayuan to stop chatting with everyone? But I really want to chat with Jiayuan."
Chen Chong pursed his lips.
Stop chatting with your phone!
But the impulse only lasted for a moment; he couldn't say anything more.
With the three words "Mission accomplished, "Chen Chong didn't respond to Zhao Ke's words and looked away.
Zhao Ke immediately tugged at Zhao Jiayuan's arm, "There's something going on! He minds you chatting on your phone, can you tell? He's incredibly jealous!"
Zhao Jiayuan chuckled foolishly.
Chen Chong watched Zhao Jiayuan smile and then look down at his phone, then stood up angrily, "I'm not feeling well, I'm quitting the game, you guys continue recording."
[???]
What's the situation with Chen Chong?
[He's just throwing a tantrum and putting on airs. He already had a bad public image, it's just his fans trying to whitewash him.]
[He didn't have time to argue with the haters. Chen Chong seemed a little jealous; his expression had been unpleasant ever since Jiang Mingxi introduced Zhao Jiayuan to her boyfriend.]
He kept staring at Zhao Jiayuan, but Zhao Jiayuan glance at him, so his expression turned even uglier.
[Oh my god, they're sharing a tent for two nights, are they going to start fighting?]
[Aaaaaaaah!]
[Holy crap, Chen Chong, what are you doing? Let go of my son!]
Amidst a chorus of screams from the comments section, Chen Chong stood up, Zhao Jiayuan, grabbed Zhao Jiayuan's arm, and pulled him up.
Zhao Jiayuan was startled, and before he could even hold his phone properly, it slipped and fell to the ground. Chen Chong yanked him up abruptly, and he stumbled forward, crying out, "My phone!"
Chen Chong was furious!
You really want to chat?
Still thinking about your phone?
He bent down, picked up Zhao Jiayuan's phone, and dragged him away, saying, "Your phone's here, you won't lose it!"
"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts..."
Zhao Jiayuan was pulled along by him, his steps faltering, he stumbled several times, and he caught up.
"Loosen your grip, it hurts."
[????]
[Not only are you not recording yourself, but you're also taking other guests with you?]
[Is this how the show is recorded? That's outrageous! What kind of variety show is this?]
[Is Chen Chong some kind of bandit? She just dragged Zhao Jiayuan away like that, and nobody did anything about it? What a terrible show, I'm not watching anymore!]
[I'll hate this forever!]
[Holy crap... huh?]
[It seems like it's not entirely unwatchable.]
[I knew this show was going to be explosive! Chen Chong, where are your hands?! Cameraman, move forward a bit more!]
[What are they saying? Is this guy a lip-reading expert?!]
[It was pitch black, you couldn't even see their mouths! But Chen Chong's hand was on Zhao Jiayuan's waist, did they even need a translator?]
The live chat is going crazy with comments.
Zhao Ke clung to Jiang Mingxi's arm and stomped his feet wildly.
He knew it!
The pairing he identified could not possibly end in tragedy (BE).
Chen Chong pulled Zhao Jiayuan away from the campfire and walked to the tent.
He walked quickly, Zhao Jiayuan could barely keep up.
He stopped abruptly. Zhao Jiayuan didn't react in time and almost bumped into him. Chen Chong instinctively raised his hand to steady him.
Her hand landed on Zhao Jiayuan's waist.
Normally, once he's steady on his feet, Chen Chong would remove his hand.
But today, he doesn't want to move an inch!
He'd been pursuing her for years, so why should she just start dating someone else in such an ambiguous way?
Holding Zhao Jiayuan's waist, Chen Chong asked bluntly, "You like boys?"