[Hahahahaha, Zhao Jiayuan, you dumbass!]
[Fuck, I'm laughing my head off. How can he be this funny?]
Bullet comments poured across the screen.
Jiang Mingxi stared, dumbfounded, and asked Zhao Jiayuan weakly, "Excuse me, Your Highness, could you pull your noble head out of the water now? We have premium users who paid 9.9 yuan here."
With that said,
Jiang Mingxi turned to the two girls. "Dangerous stunt. Do not imitate."
The livelier girl laughed so hard she crowed. "Who would imitate that? Are you crazy? Hahahahaha!"
The more reserved girl was all smiles too, laughing so hard she could barely breathe.
The two mothers on the bank had initially thought the entertainers were about to fight and had grown nervous, but then-
They had never imagined they would see this.
They laughed until they were wiping away tears.
Zhao Jiayuan pulled his head out of the water, shook it like a stray dog shaking off water, then looked smugly at Chen Chong.
Chen Chong: ...
If there hadn't been tourists around, he would have kicked him face-first into the river!
Amid all the laughter, time flew by especially quickly.
The two hours were soon up.
The girls were reluctant to leave.
"This really feels like a dream. I never even dared dream I'd get to hang out with you and have so much fun. Could we take a photo together?"
[Aaaaah, I don't want this to end either!]
[This was completely different from the paid playmate experience I imagined. It was so immersive. Jiang Mingxi, Zhao Jiayuan, and Chen Chong interacted with them the entire time. This wasn't playing with paying customers. It was just hanging out together!]
[How did two hours go by so fast? I haven't watched enough!]
Of course they could take a photo together.
The two girls' mothers each handed their phones to the staff.
"Ah!"
The instant the livelier girl's mother handed over her phone, she pulled her hand back a moment too early, before the staff member had a firm grip.
The phone dropped straight down.
The stream was right beside them, and the bank was covered in rocks.
If it hit a rock, the screen would shatter. If it fell into the water, the phone would be ruined.
The girl's mother cried out and hurriedly bent down to catch it.
The staff member was startled too and scrambled to grab it.
As a result, they both ducked at the same time, and their heads collided with a bang.
[Aaaaaah!]
[Holy shit!]
[Jiang Mingxi's explosive power is seriously impressive. His reactions are so fast too!]
[He rushed over like a gust of wind. I didn't even register it. Did he catch it?]
[Shit, is Jiang Mingxi's knee okay?]
The instant the phone fell, Jiang Mingxi lunged forward in a slide.
His knee slammed into the ground, and his outstretched hand caught the phone securely an instant before it hit the rocks.
"Ha! Watch me trade a basic attack for an ultimate!"
Jiang Mingxi rolled from his stomach onto his back and raised the phone in one hand, looking thoroughly pleased with himself.
[Forget the basic attack. The back of your hand is bleeding.]
[When the phone fell, he thrust his hand out to catch it, scraping the back of his hand over the rocks underneath. It hurt just watching.]
[His knee must be hurt even worse. Hurry up and check it.]
[That clout-chasing bitch sure knows how to grab attention. All it takes is a little injury, and a bunch of bootlicking morons come running.]
[You can tell Jiang Mingxi did it on purpose. Scheming bitch! Deliberately getting hurt for sympathy? Have you no shame?]
As they livestreamed their outing in the mountains, the stream drew not only the various entertainers' fans, but also plenty of casual viewers checking out the tourist attractions.
When Jiang Mingxi suddenly rushed over to catch the phone, everyone had been holding their breath.
Now a wave of abusive comments flooded the screen.
Some casual viewers couldn't hold back.
[What the hell is wrong with these people spewing insults? The guests are doing a perfectly good job showing tourists around, promoting tourism while filming a show. What exactly are they throwing a fit about?]
[Exactly. A few of them have been relentlessly attacking Jiang Mingxi.]
[I don't get it either. Jiang Mingxi sings well, looks good, and is completely sincere when interacting with the tourists. Just now, he rushed out to catch that phone without the slightest hesitation. Why insult him?]
In front of the screen,
The director had held his breath the moment he saw the tourist's phone fall.
If a phone broke while they were filming the livestream, the production team might have to pay for it if the tourist proved difficult.
That was the least of it.
If a rival used it against them, negative stories about the production team could blow up for days.
He watched Jiang Mingxi launch himself forward and catch the phone.
The director couldn't help slapping his thigh.
"Well done! Well done, Jiang Mingxi! He really throws himself into it!"
Song Lan sat beside the director.
His gaze settled on Jiang Mingxi's wrist.
Blood from the back of his hand trickled down his pale wrist.
The red against the white was strikingly obvious.
"Doesn't the production team have medical staff?" Song Lan turned to ask the director, his voice cool and clear.
The director hurriedly slapped his forehead. "Yes, yes, we do!"
He turned and instructed a staff member, "Quick, send some medicine up the mountain."
After giving the order, a little question popped into his head.
Huh?
Had Song Lan been sitting here watching the livestream with him for two hours?
Song Lan had been watching here ever since Jiang Mingxi and the others started up the mountain.
Were the rumors that Song Lan was bad-tempered, cold, and unapproachable actually false?
Wasn't he pretty easy to get along with?
He even showed concern for a fellow cast member.
Up on the mountain,
As Jiang Mingxi raised the phone, Zhao Jiayuan and Chen Chong rushed over too.
"Good heavens, I thought you were about to smash your head into those rocks and die!" Zhao Jiayuan took the phone from Jiang Mingxi and handed it to the girl's mother while reaching out to pull Jiang Mingxi up.
Holding her phone, the girl's mother was both grateful and guilty. "It was all my fault. I didn't hold on properly. The back of your hand is bleeding so much."
With Zhao Jiayuan's help, Jiang Mingxi got up.
He looked at the scraped back of his hand, then at the camera, and said schemingly, "Boo-hoo~ I'm hurt. I wonder if anyone will fuss over me~ Looks like I'll have to keep putting medicine on it today~"
The girl's mother: Huh?
The two girls, who had been so worried they were about to cry, suddenly exchanged a look: Ooh~
In front of the screen,
Song Lan: ...
For no apparent reason, he rubbed his face.
The director looked puzzled. "Are you hot, Teacher Song?"
Teacher Song: ...