Chapter 737: Chapter 736: The Deranged Flower Thief
The reason people say she’s unconscious is that her entire head, except for her eyes, is exposed. Now, her eyes are rolling back, and her limbs twitch occasionally, a bit like being electrocuted.
Zhang Li and Chuchu were initially sitting on a cushion, and after hearing the whistle from staff, they sighed in relief and fell back too.
"Guan Yu, Zhang Li, Chuchu group, time: six minutes and thirty-nine seconds!"
All three were exhausted, lying on the cushion, gasping for air, not wanting to move. The two-seater Pipi Dragon ride was also toppled to the side, the dragon head pressing near Guan Yu’s head.
She slapped the dragon head away, then single-handedly started untying her headscarf and facemask, feeling uncomfortable breathing inside the mask.
Halfway through untying, she changed her mind, got up, tied it back, and energetically turned to ask the crowd outside the cushion.
"Who’s next?"
No matter who it was, Shi Yuhuai cautiously stepped back two steps, then went to pull Jiang Zhufeng.
At the same time, Li Yang and Shu Ran also retreated, naturally keeping a straight face.
Cheng Zhirang was originally standing in the back, so not retreating wasn’t an issue. Only Mu Qiu, who was talking to Lin Lian, couldn’t react in time.
Lin Lian was quick-witted, glanced around, and pulled her back. But the target was already obvious, and they were still the group standing at the front.
Guan Yu put her hands on her hips: "Director! The next group is Mu Qiu’s!"
The staff blew the whistle: "Please Mu Qiu and Lin Lian step up for the challenge!"
The two who retreated late were still dazed.
Bai Shu and Xu Cheng, who had just realized, were relieved, patting their chests: "Good thing we were standing in the back."
"This is not the time to be slow in reacting; you have to stay alert the whole time."
Cheng Zhirang gave them a "stay calm" look, watching Mu Qiu and Lin Lian’s blank expressions.
Mu Qiu sighed weakly, led Lin Lian to the slide stairs, and complained while walking and looking back.
"You all retreated fast enough, not like you need to prove your lower body isn’t paralyzed with this action, why retreat so fast?"
Li Yang rubbed his back neck, tilting his head: "We’ve got a reflex now; whoever’s slow to retreat will be unlucky."
He had been trapped before and grown from it.
Mu Qiu clicked her tongue as she and Lin Lian made their way up the slide.
Looking down, it indeed seemed a bit high, but fortunately, she’s not afraid of heights. She took the tire-shaped cushion handed by the staff and said to Lin Lian, "You take the fourth lane...or do you want to be on this side?"
"The fourth lane. Be careful, Sister Mu Qiu. Just hold tight when you slide down; no need to dive in advance, safety first."
Mu Qiu sat on the tire, turned her head, and smiled: "I was about to tell you the same thing. Don’t focus too much on winning and losing, I’m quite safe. Even if we lose this episode, it’s okay. So, safety first."
Lin Lian nodded, his dark brown hair slightly messed by the wind, long legs bent, ready to slide down anytime, his side profile clean and handsome, just like the super handsome school prince every girl wishes to meet in school.
Mu Qiu again thought of the campus novel setting, feeling a bit itchy in her hands.
But, compared to imagining, what Cheng Zhirang brought was more pleasant.
The ones we encounter are never perfect; what we can’t obtain or regretfully miss are the "cinnabar mole" and "white moonlight."
Cheng Zhirang’s teenage years were something she couldn’t have, and she even dreams now of having a young love with his high school self.
As the two prepared above, the group below watched.
Shu Ran stood next to Cheng Zhirang, seemingly unintentionally sighing: "Lin Lian is only eighteen, such a beautiful age."
Cheng Zhirang looked up at the two on the slide, not looking at her: "Only eighteen, very malleable."
"Why did the company think to dig him out for this episode? And paired him with Mu Qiu?"
"The company has its plans."
If you truly consider which group would be better, Guan Yu and Mu Qiu’s popularity is much higher than others.
Besides, the male guest in her team is from his company, so there wouldn’t be any inappropriate actions, isn’t that just fine?
Shu Ran nodded, saying with a joke: "But Lin Lian is too good-looking; aren’t you worried Mu Qiu might stare at him?"
"Everyone has the right to appreciate beauty," he said calmly, looking confident and unworried, "she’s not someone who only looks at faces without brains."
Just looking at faces, without brains...
Why does she feel like he’s describing her?
After asking a few more questions, she found out that he wasn’t at all afraid of Mu Qiu liking someone else, so Shu Ran retreated without saying more.
This newcomer discovered by Changhui gives her a strong sense of crisis. That face plus Changhui’s background, it’s an invincible weapon in the entertainment world. By then, fans would only know of Lin Lian in Changhui and forget her dramatic "rescue" entry into the company.
So she couldn’t help but ask a few more questions.
However, thinking about it, there are pros and cons. They are of different genders and have different vibes. If Lin Lian becomes famous and brings Changhui into the circle with a bang, it’ll be beneficial for her too.
If the company becomes famous, more resources would flow into Changhui, and as the only female artist in the company now, she would receive more resources as well.
Thinking this way, it’s not so bad.
"Their time should be shorter than Sister Guan Yu’s," Li Yang squatted on one side and said, "they already have the experience."
"That’s not necessarily true," Shu Ran snapped back to her senses, adding, raising her chin to hint him to look at Guan Yu.
"One look at Guan Yu and you know she’s up to something."
At that moment, mischievous Guan Yu was sitting at the edge of the cushion, wiping her sweat while sneakily glancing at Mu Qiu and the others.
Big red headscarf on her forehead, lower half of her face covered with a white facemask, her eyes swollen as if from exhaustion rolling around, and apart from "a deranged aesthetic flower thief" there was no other description.
Now, it seemed this flower thief had set her sights on the first "flower."
And up on the slide, Mu Qiu was still oblivious.
She was listening attentively to the staff’s instructions before her takeoff.
"Three, two, one!"
Someone pushed from behind, and then the tire swiftly slid down, Mu Qiu gripping the handles on each side of the tire tightly, her ponytail whipped by the wind sticking to her face, which she had no time to care about.
The placement order of the Pipi Dragons below was set, she immediately shouted: "Lin Lian, there’s none on my side!"
"It’s on my side! Just slide along down!"
"Okay! Be careful!"
As they were approaching the row of yellow foam obstacles in the middle, she was already prepared for a crash landing, gracefully landing on the cushion in a parabolic trajectory.
Lying in an inverted V shape, she almost hit a Pipi Dragon.
She struggled to lift her head, climbing out from a pile of short Pipi Dragons.
"Luckily, luckily, I didn’t kneel or fall into something I shouldn’t. Lin Lian, did you make it?!"
On the adjacent slide, Lin Lian stood up, dragging a three-seater Pipi Dragon.
"Got it!"
"That’s good, that’s good... What the hell, something’s coming over?!"
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