Jiang Mingxi got out of the car and bounced twice on the spot.
He flashed a toothy grin at the camera and introduced himself. "Hi, everyone! I'm Jiang Mingxi, the real young master!"
[Holy fucking shit! Is this dumbass sick in the head?!]
[Tianli Group specifically issued a statement yesterday saying Jiang Mingxi was spreading rumors.]
[Didn't this dumbass delete his Weibo posts yesterday and apologize to Jiang Ke and Jiang Mingle? What the hell is he up to now?!]
[Can you kick this clout-chasing dumbass bitch off the show? I fucking hate him!]
The barrage of comments that had just been cursing Zhao Jiayuan and Chen Chong instantly united to curse Jiang Mingxi.
Jiang Mingxi was fearless.
His face was all smiles.
His burning gaze went straight to the most handsome man in the crowd!
"Teacher Song!"
Holding a bright red rose, Jiang Mingxi ignored Jiang Mingle and walked straight up to Song Lan.
"This is for you!"
Song Lan was a head taller than him.
Even in videos, the man was handsome enough to make Jiang Mingxi's knees weak.
Now he was looking at him in person, face-to-face.
Jiang Mingxi-
Fuck!
I really want to kiss him!
What do I do?!
After a flicker of surprise, Song Lan's face was expressionless. He lowered his eyes slightly to look at the rose in Jiang Mingxi's hand and said coldly, "I don't like roses."
The smile on Jiang Mingxi's face stayed unchanged. He leaned a little closer to Song Lan, his peach-blossom eyes, hooked at the inner corners and tapering at the outer corners, brimming with affection.
"Then what flowers do you like, Teacher Song? I'll bring your favorite next time."
Song Lan's gaze moved up from the rose in Jiang Mingxi's hand.
Jiang Mingxi wore a light blue shirt with the top three buttons undone.
His gaze swept past Jiang Mingxi's collarbones and met eyes that seemed filled with a handful of crushed diamonds.
Jiang Mingxi's gaze was heated and unabashed.
[Aaaaaah, get lost, you cheap bitch!]
[God, how can someone as disgusting as Jiang Mingxi exist?! Stay away from my Song Lan!]
[First he spread rumors that he was Tianli Group's young master, and now he's blatantly leeching off Song Lan on a livestream. I'm speechless!]
[That helpless feeling when you can't reach through the screen to slap someone! What a greasy, repulsive dumbass!]
Jiang Mingle had never expected Jiang Mingxi to pull something like this.
He almost laughed out loud.
Idiot!
Song Lan wasn't just a film emperor in the entertainment industry. He was also the Song family's third young master.
How could Jiang Mingxi possibly leech off someone of his standing?!
Especially with a video like yesterday's.
Gloating, Jiang Mingle waited for Jiang Mingxi to make a fool of himself.
But-
With an earth-shaking, all-conquering air, the director stepped forward, raised his portable microphone, and bellowed.
"Welcome, everyone, to the Survival Challenge livestream!"
Just like that, he interrupted Jiang Mingxi and Song Lan's conversation.
He had to be kidding!
There were already six trending topics on Weibo!
[#Survival Challenge banned as soon as it goes live#]
[#Zhao Jiayuan and Chen Chong fight#]
[#Chen Chong slept with Zhao Jiayuan's girlfriend#]
[#Chen Chong and Zhao Jiayuan actually aren't gay#]
[#Jiang Mingxi introduces himself#]
[#Jiang Mingxi get out of the entertainment industry#]
Those six trending topics even seemed to disdain one another, each convinced it deserved to rank higher.
If Jiang Mingxi angered Song Lan into throwing him out, there would be no point continuing the livestream at all.
At the director's bellow, Song Lan looked away first and paid Jiang Mingxi no further attention.
Holding his rose, Jiang Mingxi smiled, turned, and took his place beside Song Lan.
Seeing Jiang Mingxi stand right next to Song Lan without Song Lan moving away as he had earlier left Jiang Mingle feeling somewhat uncomfortable.
But he still wore a smile as he stood beside Jiang Mingxi.
Zhao Jiayuan and Chen Chong, whom the staff had pulled apart, stood there like firecrackers, their faces blazing with don't-fuck-with-me fury.
At least everyone was in position.
The director took a deep breath.
Acting as though nothing had happened, he wore a pleasantly breezy expression and smiled. "I can tell everyone's very happy."
[???]
[Excuse me? Which eye of yours saw everyone looking happy?!]
[They're practically ready for a funeral feast!]
[What rotten luck for my Song Lan, getting leeched off by Jiang Mingxi! Song Lan looks so grim. My heart aches for him.]
Amid the barrage of curses.
The director smiled.
"Survival Challenge is a challenge-based livestream variety show.
"To help everyone get to know one another faster, we'll start with a little icebreaker!
"Our game is called-
"Hahahahaha, rock-paper-scissors!"
[Fuck, that scared me. I thought the game was called Hahahahaha. Five Ha's.]
[Director, you're a real talent!]
Jiang Mingle looked innocently puzzled. "Huh? Rock-paper-scissors can break the ice?"
The director smiled and shook his head.
"We'll use rock-paper-scissors to decide the order.
"Then the guests will take turns introducing themselves in that order.
"While one guest introduces himself, the others can ask questions and interact with him at random."
Zhao Jiayuan immediately gave a cold chuckle and glanced at Chen Chong. "If that's how we're playing, I'm interested."
Not to be outdone, Chen Chong rotated his wrists and met Zhao Jiayuan's eyes. "I'm very interested too."
Jiang Mingle smiled shyly without speaking.
Jiang Mingxi jumped up and told Song Lan, "My interest in Teacher Song is entirely sexual!"
The director shuddered. Not daring to wait for Song Lan to speak, or even look at his expression, he bellowed first, "Then let the game begin!"
Good heavens!
On the left were Zhao Jiayuan and Chen Chong, ready to fight at the slightest disagreement.
On the right was Jiang Mingxi, relentlessly firing away at Song Lan.
Was he going to be done for?!
Fortunately, rock-paper-scissors went smoothly.
As the first to introduce himself, Jiang Mingxi stepped forward twice, holding his rose like a peacock showing off its tail.
"Hello, everyone. Let me formally introduce myself.
"My name is Jiang Mingxi, and I'm Tianli Group's real young master!
"My reason for joining this variety show is very clear.
"I'm here to pursue Teacher Song!"
The moment Jiang Mingxi finished those few blunt, direct sentences, the barrage exploded!
[Get lost, you shameless bitch!]
[Tianli Group already issued a statement. Just wait till you get sued, dumbass!]
[Who was groveling and apologizing online yesterday?! Now he's running his mouth here and trying to leech off Song Lan. I seriously want to charge through the screen and slap him to death!]
[Can we blacklist Jiang Mingxi? Fuck! I really can't take this anymore!]
Amid the furious barrage of curses.
Zhao Jiayuan looked at Jiang Mingle with schadenfreude. "He says he's the real young master. Then what are you?"
Jiang Mingle hadn't expected Jiang Mingxi to bring this up again on the livestream.
When Jiang Mingxi had said it right after getting out of the car, he had already felt somewhat uncomfortable.
Now he was saying it again.
Then he couldn't blame him for being ruthless.
Jiang Mingle's expression darkened slightly. Ignoring Zhao Jiayuan, he addressed Jiang Mingxi alone. "Xiaoxi, my eldest brother wasn't even going to hold you accountable for pestering him before. What are you doing? Why do you insist on making trouble like this?"
His words were ambiguous.
He neither said who was the real young master nor who was the fake.
Yet he had placed Jiang Mingxi in opposition to Jiang Ke.