Zhao Jiayuan spoke almost in unison with Jiang Mingxi.
They even jumped at the same time.
He sprang up in a rage.
"Come on! We're on Survival Challenge! What kind of survival challenge makes people play truth or dare? If you're so good at this stuff, why don't you go film a dating show!"
The director stroked the pig's head in his arms.
He smiled at him.
And said, "Let the game begin!"
Zhao Jiayuan: ...
Fuck you and your fucking mother!
On a small platform halfway up the mountain, the production crew had set out a long table, with four chairs on each side facing each other.
A staff member placed the truth-or-dare cards in the center of the table.
"My girlfriend really likes Teacher Song. Could she sit next to him?" Qianqian's boyfriend suddenly asked with a smile as they took their seats.
Song Lan had already pulled out a chair at the edge of the table and sat down.
Jiang Mingxi had originally planned to sit beside him.
Hehehe.
Time to snuggle up to my idol.
The chairs are so close together. It'll be easy to brush the backs of our hands against each other, and rub our legs together under the table...
He had already pulled out his chair, but when Qianqian's boyfriend suddenly spoke up, Jiang Mingxi could only painfully relinquish his eye candy. "Then Qianqian can sit here."
He comforted himself.
He could still share a bed with his idol when they got back that night, anyway.
Jiang Mingxi gave Qianqian the chair he had pulled out.
Song Lan shot him an expressionless glance.
He hadn't leaned into my arms once during the climb, couldn't wait to untie the ribbon afterward, hadn't looked at me since, hadn't said a single word to me so far, and now he wanted me to sit beside someone else?
This was how he pursued someone?
Anger clogged his chest, and Song Lan sat in stony silence.
Qianqian sat beside him, so ill at ease that she didn't know where to look.
Fortunately, Jiang Mingxi soon sat down next to Qianqian.
Qianqian immediately smiled at Jiang Mingxi.
Jiang Mingxi noticed that her lips were cracked and her face was pale. She looked as though she barely had the strength to breathe. "Want some water?"
As he asked, he unscrewed a bottle of mineral water on the table and handed it to her.
Qianqian hurriedly accepted it. "Thank you."
Song Lan: ...
Her boyfriend hadn't even helped yet, but there you were, helping already!
Across the table.
Zhao Jiayuan looked at Qianqian sitting beside Song Lan, then turned to Manman. "Do you want to sit next to me?"
Manman looked utterly speechless. "Am I sick in the head? I only want to laugh at you!"
Zhao Jiayuan: ...
Chen Chong couldn't hold back and turned his head with a laugh.
[Hahahahahahaha!]
[You silly son, why humiliate yourself when you know perfectly well how us moms roast you every day!]
[You can tell Manman's a longtime fan!]
All eight of them took their seats.
Everyone played rock-paper-scissors with the person opposite them. In the end, Zhao Jiayuan's side won the showdown and got to draw first.
Chen Chong sat opposite Song Lan.
The card he drew would target Song Lan.
"Then I won't hold back, Teacher Song!" As he spoke, Chen Chong reached out and randomly fished a card out of the pile.
When he saw what was on it, Chen Chong snorted with laughter.
Zhao Jiayuan immediately leaned over. "What, what, what? Let me see!"
He lunged over so abruptly that Chen Chong couldn't dodge in time, and Zhao Jiayuan's face nearly pressed against his.
Their skin brushed, and Chen Chong jerked backward.
Zhao Jiayuan's attention was entirely on the card. Once he read it, he burst out laughing. "Hahahahaha! Quick, quick, ask Teacher Song!"
Chen Chong cleared his throat.
"Teacher Song, if you had to pick someone here to kiss, who would you choose? You can't say there's no one you want to pick."
The moment Chen Chong finished, Zhao Jiayuan whistled and egged him on.
He even glanced at Jiang Mingxi with mischief in his eyes.
[Cards made especially for couples really do live up to the name!]
[Shit, I'm kind of looking forward to Song Lan's answer!]
[Same here. Whether I can keep shipping this CP depends on it!]
[Jiang Mingxi must be looking forward to it most, hahahahaha!]
The moment Chen Chong finished asking, Jiang Mingxi craned his neck and looked toward Song Lan with eager eyes.
He hinted furiously: Pick me, pick me, pick me!
Song Lan glanced at him with seeming nonchalance, fell silent for a moment, and said, "There really isn't anyone I want to pick. Just deduct ten yuan from me."
[CP shippers, disperse. Teacher Song isn't interested!]
[But he patted Jiang Mingxi's waist earlier. Boohoo, my CP just got a BE. This hurts!]
[The waist pat was just incidental. You could figure that out with your toes. How could Song Lan possibly be interested in Jiang Mingxi!]
The light instantly dimmed in Jiang Mingxi's eager eyes.
Droop~
Even the tuft of hair on his head wasn't standing quite so straight anymore.
His head withdrew as dejectedly as he had been enthusiastic with his hints a moment ago.
Zhao Jiayuan gloated. "Hahahahaha! Jiang Mingxi, what did I tell you? You can't win Song Lan over!"
Song Lan abruptly lifted his eyes toward Zhao Jiayuan.
Then he looked toward Jiang Mingxi again.
Jiang Mingxi took a deep breath and glared at Zhao Jiayuan. "None of your business!"
Never one to pass up a chance to stir things up, Zhao Jiayuan said, "He doesn't even want to kiss you!"
"Is it my turn to draw?" Song Lan suddenly spoke, interrupting their exchange.
Jiang Mingxi raked a hand through the hair over his forehead, ignored Zhao Jiayuan, and turned to watch Song Lan draw.
Holding the card he had drawn, Song Lan said to Chen Chong, "Name the person you dislike most here, and explain why."
Chen Chong laughed. "Does it even need saying?"
Zhao Jiayuan bristled at once. "Let's hear it, then. You'd better have an answer!"
"The reason's simple. I just don't like the look of him. His looks hit all my land mines." Without hesitating even half a second, Chen Chong let him hear it.
Furious, Zhao Jiayuan raised a hand and slapped his arm. "Have you ever seen such a handsome minefield? Are you blind?"
Chen Chong took the slap without hitting back. He only said, "Ask your fans. Handsome?"
Zhao Jiayuan whipped his head toward Manman at the far end of their row.
Manman sprang to her feet, held up three fingers, and swore to the heavens. "I only became your fan to curse you out at first. I kept cursing until I developed feelings. Really!"
[Hahahahahahaha!]
[Zhao Jiayuan humiliates himself, take two.]
[Shit, isn't that all of us? Most Zhao Jiayuan fans developed feelings by cursing him out, right?]
[Does Chen Chong mean it? But honestly, our silly son might be a little dumb, but he's not ugly, right? He counts as handsome, doesn't he?]
[They're sworn enemies. Of course nothing about the other looks right to them.]
[But I suspect they're sworn enemies in public and fucking behind the scenes!!!! This is part of their game!!!!!]
[??? Now that you mention it, wait, you might have a point! It's not impossible!]
All sorts of comments drifted across the screen.
Zhao Jiayuan shot Chen Chong a vicious glare and reached for a card.
The card he picked was a dare. He said to Qianqian across from him, "Please show us the three most recent messages in your WeChat conversation with your boyfriend."
At those words, terror suddenly appeared on Qianqian's pale face.
Her hand on the table abruptly clenched into a fist.
She-she couldn't show them.
Among the three most recent messages, one read-
[Get up right now, put on your dog collar, and make me breakfast.]