[Oh my god~ I can't bear to look, I really can't bear to look (covers eyes, opens fingers)]
[ Feng Doggy: I can put it in my pocket~]
[This is the kind of plush toy a normal person would give, right? What is Xi Mo's stuff compared to this? Hahahaha]
[To clarify, it was probably the production team who requested it. Lu Pei, that idiot, wouldn't do something so despicable.]
[I have a bold idea, is this silly wife really going to carry it with her everywhere? Like she'll even take it with her when she's filming?]
[Very likely. Look at how shy and bashful his wife is, like a virgin. She's completely under this man's thumb. Tsk tsk tsk]
[Tsk tsk tsk]
The fans were right. Wen Jiu touched the doll's head, patted its face, held it in both hands and looked at it a few times. As if possessed, she put the Q version of Feng Chi doll into the front pocket of her overalls.
Just a small head with a small face peeking out.
Netizens were charmed by its cuteness, exclaiming that it was excessively sweet.
Soon it was time for the individual interviews.
Director: "Are you satisfied with the gift?"
"Hehe." Xi Mo his long legs, shook off his slippers, and kicked the muscular man under his feet with his bare feet, his expression one of utter contempt.
"My satisfaction with it is only slightly higher than my satisfaction with you."
Xu Mingzhi:...
If you were to rate your current partner on a scale of 0 to 100, what score would you give them?
Xi Mo: "Tsk, so it's not a negative score system after all."
Xu Mingzhi:...
"Among the guests at the same time, who do you like the most?"
"If I said anything, would you, Director, try to match them up?" Xi Mo scoffed. "Do you dare to match them up?"
The director is going crazy; this conversation is clearly going to break down!
"Forget it, let's just consider this a place to ship the couple." Xi Mo tossed his long, wavy hair and initiated the flow of the process, "Pass."
"..."
[Hahahaha, Miss is awesome!]
[The young lady is on! The production team is being ruthless; we'll get our revenge!]
Next up is Jiang Ruyuan. She's so petite and delicate, sitting on the sofa, holding the music box trembling in her hands. Her face is pale, and she looks like a fragile flower that has been through so much.
Director: "... Are you alright?"
Jiang Ruyuan gave a lifeless, forced smile, barely maintaining her composure. "Director, I'm not dead."
Are you satisfied with the gift?
Jiang Ruyuan opened the "magic mirror" and pointed Fang Yu's tongue-out face at the director, as if she were holding an offering.
Smiling, she asked in a sweet voice, "What do you say, Director?"
The director's lips twitched. "... Okay, I got it... Wait, what are you going to do??"
"Director, don't be afraid!" Jiang Ruyuan smiled sweetly and gently pressed her slender fingers against the magic box. "I'm sure you'll like this mirror~"
The next second, Fang Yu's voice exploded in the ears of the director and all the staff on set. "Magic mirror, magic mirror~ tell me~ who is the ugliest person in the world?"
Xu Mingzhi sensed something was wrong and frantically raised his hand to stop it, but it was clearly too late.
A glimpse of his panicked, bewildered old face flashed in the mirror. The magic mirror twisted its waist and sang cheerfully, "It's him! It's him! It's definitely him! My good partner~ Little Green Tea!"
Xu Mingzhi: "Help! Turn it off quickly!"
Jiang Ruyuan: "No~ out of respect, I want to finish it~ so that you, the director, can enjoy it too~"
"Magic mirror, magic mirror, tell me, who is the most handsome man in the world?"
"Clang clang clang! Clang clang clang! Clang clang clang~ Clang clang clang..."
"It's me~"
Xu Mingzhi:...
Xu Mingzhi felt he needed a box of nitroglycerin tablets.
[Oh my god, Jiang Ruyuan has finally been assimilated.]
[I was fortunate enough to witness Jiang Little White Flower's transformation into a villain; it was a great experience, very satisfying]
[Sure enough, after the person who suffered became a director, even Lazy Fish's voice became beautiful and pleasant to listen to~]
[My family suggested turning off the screen and listening to the sound afterwards; it feels even better!]
A few minutes later, the director's voice, breaking down, came from the live stream. "Stop playing it! I'm begging you, my ancestor! My ancestor!! My ancestor, I won't ask anymore, I'll never ask again--"
When Shen Huaian entered the room, he looked around blankly and asked in confusion, "Where's the director?"
The assistant director hung up the phone, walked to the opposite side of the sofa and sat down. "Please have a seat. The director is feeling unwell and needs to go out for a while."
"I will be hosting the rest of the interview."
"Oh." Shen Huaian sat down, gracefully raising her hand. "Go ahead and ask."
Are you satisfied with today's gift?
Shen Huaian waved the Star wand, and the diamond ring flashed a silvery light in front of the camera. "Not bad."
[Finally back to normal, this is the kind of sweetness a dating reality show should have!]
"Does wearing this ring mean you've accepted President Lin?"
Shen Huaian and Lin Changfeng had made an agreement, and after hesitating for a moment, he nodded in agreement. "We can give it a try."
Lin Changfeng, who was waiting in the live broadcast room, smiled smugly and looked at his brother next to him.
Feng Chi scoffed dismissively.
When Wen Jiu appeared, the boy sat obediently on the sofa, holding a Q-version doll in his hands. His short, slightly curly, dark hair was fluffy and soft, with a single strand sticking up.
A faint blush appeared on her delicate face, her red lips were tightly pursed, and she wore a shy, gentle smile.
One second Feng Chi was dismissive, the next his eyes were glued to the screen.
Lin Changfeng simply couldn't bear to look.
[ Lin Fox, you actually dared to laugh at Feng Chi? Where does your confidence come from?]
[This is hilarious! These two brothers are really something else in some ways; they're both totally love-struck, hahaha!]
Upon seeing Wen Jiu, the assistant director's voice softened instinctively, "It seems I don't need to ask anymore; you're very satisfied with this gift."
Wen Jiu put the doll into the pocket in front of her, then patted it with her head down, saying, "Mmm!"
Looking at that fluffy head, the assistant director suddenly felt a little itchy to touch it.
If he could, he'd love to ask President Feng where that doll was ordered from, and if he could get him a miniature version of Wen Jiu.
The assistant director cleared his throat restrainedly and asked with a smile, "Do you like the gift, or the person who gave it?"
Wen Jiu blinked her light-colored peach blossom eyes, her face flushed as she fiddled with the little Feng Chi doll. Subconsciously, a scene flashed through her mind: the man nestled in bed, jealously pushing away the Kumamon, and complaining to him with a wronged expression.
He said he would definitely make something better than it in the future, completely replacing the broken bear in his heart.
"I like them." Wen Jiu looked up at the assistant director opposite her, her peach blossom eyes sparkling, like moist amber, clear and beautiful. "I like them all."