TL: Hua
Among the younger guests, Gao Zitai was a naive idiot who grew up in a greenhouse. Fu Anqi and Ye An were a cluelessly sweet girl and a well-behaved younger brother, respectively. All three were first-time participants in a reality show and never expected the production team to have such deep-seated tricks.
Although Sun Yuetong was a veteran actress, she had been out of the spotlight for many years, living a pampered life for over two decades. She had no idea how wicked the production team could be.
As for Cao Zhengpeng, an elderly artist, he was still completely bewildered.
Of the six people, only Lin Yanran had an inkling of the production team’s schemes beforehand.
However, knowing was useless; eventually, he was still thoroughly tricked by the cunning production team.
Watching this plot of twists and turns, the bullet comments were erupting with laughter.
[God damn it! Finish showing but don’t hand it over, hand it over after eating. The director’s “don’t hand over the luggage” is a truly next-level interpretation.]
[Director: Of course, I’ll pay for your meal, but I never said you couldn’t pay me back later.]
[Guest: The deepest path I’ve walked is the production team’s scheme.]
[Before it even started, their living expenses are already in the negative, hahahaha. Time to sell yourselves to pay the debt, darlings!]
Although the audience had seen similar scenes before, in the past, when things like confiscating luggage, eating, and then paying were shown, the production team usually laid out the rules beforehand. The guests were all mentally prepared, so the show’s effect was mediocre.
But this time, they were first wined and dined during the pilot episode’s filming, lulling all the guests into a false sense of security, making them believe it was just a relaxing travel show. Then, during the official filming, they pulled a fast one with this divine twist. This was a first for everyone…
So, watching the bewildered faces of the several guests who were tricked made the audience even happier.
“Since the guests owe the production team 585 yuan, please pay off this amount by 7 PM tonight.”
Just as the guests were honestly handing over their luggage, the nefarious director spoke again!!
After falling into two traps in a row and now hearing the production team demand money back, everyone was ready to just give up.
Fu Anqi: “No money, no life to give!”
Gao Zitai: “Just end it all, I’m fed up!”
Cao Zhengpeng, however, took out his phone and honestly transferred the money to the director. “How about I treat everyone to lunch, and I’ll also pay for the accommodation? You can give the living expenses back to everyone.”
[Hahahaha, Teacher Cao, why are you so upright?]
[Do you think the production team will agree? Hahahaha]
Of course, the production team wouldn’t agree.
“Teacher Cao, using private finances is not allowed while we’re filming the show.” The director then remembered something and added, “Oh, and please remember to hand in your phones later. The production team will reissue phones to everyone ^_^”
They even had to hand in their phones…
All the guests’ expressions gradually spun out of control: #￥￥%#￥%%@￥%
Just as the director was speaking, several staff members brought over two boxes.
As soon as they were set down, the restless Gao Zitai immediately pried open one of the boxes.
Lin Yanran glanced inside through the opening he made and saw that the box was filled with crayons and colored markers.
“Why so many colored markers? To make us draw???”
Gao Zitai’s thought process was always unconventional, and this was his first guess.
Fu Anqi shook her head to correct him. “How could we use all of these? They must be for us to sell.”
Just as she finished speaking, the staff opened the other large box, which was filled with drawing books and small sketchbooks for children.
The director, holding a megaphone, announced, “Please use this afternoon to sell these art supplies. After deducting the 585 yuan you owe, the remaining funds will be your living expenses.”
Upon hearing that they had to sell things, Gao Zitai nearly went crazy. “Isn’t that overestimating us a bit too much… How are we supposed to sell so many… We’re not professionals!”
Ye An, who hadn’t spoken much, also nodded in agreement. “We’ll probably be starving tonight…”
Sun Yuetong suddenly had an idea and said, “I have some friends here in France…”
But the moment she started speaking, the director immediately declared the rules: “When selling the art supplies, guests are not allowed to rely on fans, nor are they allowed to sell at exorbitant prices. Otherwise, it will be considered a violation, and all income will be forfeited.”
Similar segments had appeared on other reality shows, but the guests almost always completed their KPIs by showing their faces and relying on fan help.
They originally thought it would be the same this time…
But it turned out…
This director had completely blocked all shortcuts for the guests.
[Director, are you a devil? Hahahaha]
[I think the guests are ready to beat up the director]
The guests were all speechless after hearing this, and even the two veterans wore expressions of complete despair.
The director, undeterred, brought up a transparent box filled with small balls and asked everyone to draw to form teams.
Fu Anqi opened her ball first, which had a ‘2’ on it. Sun Yuetong’s ball had the same number. The two hugged and successfully formed a team.
Ye An opened his ball, then tilted his head to ask Lin Yanran, “Yanran, what’s your number?”
Since Lin Yanran spoke French, Ye An really wanted to be on his team.
He tilted his head so much that his eyes were practically falling into Lin Yanran’s ball, but he saw that their numbers were different, and a wave of disappointment washed over him.
Gao Zitai was the last to open his ball. As he did, he prayed internally, Please, please don’t let me be on Yanran’s team, please don’t be on Yanran’s team.
Are you kidding? Being on the same team as his rival would be the death of him.
After silently finishing his prayer, Gao Zitai automatically walked over to Ye An’s side.
“An, we’re a team, right?”
He then showed his number.
Ye An looked at it, shook his head, and his eyes showed intense envy. “You’re so lucky; you’re on the same team as Yanran…”
Gao Zitai’s smile instantly froze.
…
Why did this unlucky thing actually happen to him?!
“How about I switch with you! Good luck to you.”
Gao Zitai had a flash of inspiration and reached out to grab Ye An’s ball.
However…
The director, who had been watching him closely, shouted loudly into the megaphone, “Guests, please do not switch balls arbitrarily! Hurry up and stand in your respective teams.”
Damn it, he was caught!
Gao Zitai’s hand, which was reaching for the ball, stopped in mid-air. Under the director’s urging, he reluctantly walked over to Lin Yanran’s side.
I’m sorry, idol, I really didn’t mean to. Blame my unwashed hands!
After the teams were formed, the six people took their assigned art supplies and headed out.
Initially, they all stayed together because only Lin Yanran spoke French, so the other teams asked him to lead them to the place he wanted to go.
So, the six of them walked for a distance.
Upon reaching a nearby plaza, Sun Yuetong and Fu Anqi saw the high foot traffic and many people coming and going, so they decided to sell their art supplies there.
The sky was a few shades darker than when they arrived in the morning, and the temperature had dropped by several degrees.
They hadn’t felt too cold while walking outside, but now that they stopped, the cold wind in the plaza started to blow. Fu Anqi, wearing a thin down jacket and a beautiful little dress, shivered from the cold.
In this aesthetic world that values thinness as beauty, female celebrities have always been very strict with themselves due to the pressure of appearing on camera.
They save on meals, avoid snacks, exercise rigorously, and even in the dead of winter, they dare not wear bulky clothes for fear of ruining their image.
As a girl group idol, Fu Anqi was the same.
Because a member of a rival girl group had participated in a similar variety show and successfully marketed her fashion and looks, her agent had repeatedly stressed to Fu Anqi to never bundle herself up like a bear when she came to participate.
Her thin down jacket was indeed pretty, but it was not very warm in this cold weather.
She could handle it before the weather changed, but plans often go awry. Who knew the wind in this plaza would be so cold…
Another gust of cold wind blew, and she couldn’t help but shiver again.
But to avoid drawing attention, she endured it, thinking that if she moved around, she would warm up.
While she was lightly hopping in place to keep warm, she suddenly felt someone gently tap her arm.
Fu Anqi turned around and saw Lin Yanran standing next to her, handing her a few heat patches.
The moment she saw the heat patches, Fu Anqi felt like her entire life had been saved.
She looked at Lin Yanran with immense gratitude. “Thank you, Brother Yanran QAQ”
Hearing Fu Anqi’s words, Sun Yuetong also walked over.
“Hey, Yanran, did you bring heat patches? I thought you handed in everything.”
Sun Yuetong was actually one of the people wearing relatively thicker clothes, but because of her age and constantly being exposed to the cold wind, she still felt cold.
After all, no one had expected the atrocious production team to be so heartless as to make them sell art supplies in the cold wind, and their luggage had been confiscated, leaving them no chance to add clothes.
Now, seeing that Lin Yanran had brought heat patches, she naturally wanted a few to stick on.
Sun Yuetong’s words immediately alerted the production team.
In the control room, the director, who was watching the live broadcast while enjoying the air conditioning, stopped sipping his tea.
He quickly asked a staff member next to him, “How did Yanran bring heat patches? Didn’t you confiscate his luggage???”
The staff member was equally bewildered. “We did!”
“Then how does he have them!”
Just as the director finished speaking, he saw Lin Yanran in the camera saying, “The ones in the luggage were handed over. I still have some in my pocket.”
He then opened the large pocket of his down jacket to show everyone.
Well, look at that. There were three more inside.
Director: !!!
You really are something!!
The other guests were also freezing and, seeing Lin Yanran distributing heat patches, gathered around to get some.
Ye An watched as Lin Yanran gave all the heat patches in his right pocket to Cao Zhengpeng, and the words he was about to say got stuck in his throat.
But who knew…
Lin Yanran opened his other pocket and took out five more to hand to him, “Want these? I have more here.”
“Yes, yes, yes!!”
Ye An’s eyes instantly lit up!
Director: ??????
Damn! How does he have more in his pocket!!
[Hahahaha Yanran, are you a magician? How do you have everything in your pocket?]
[Hahaha didn’t expect that; when one pocket is empty, there’s another one]
[Sorry, the look in Ye An’s eyes when Yanran suddenly pulled out the heat patch was like a dog seeing a bone, it’s so funny]
[I saw my daughter shivering a few times earlier from the wind, thank you Teacher Yanran QWQ]
After the few people got the heat patches from Lin Yanran, they felt alive again.
Sun Yuetong looked at Lin Yanran’s down jacket and couldn’t help but give him a thumbs-up, praising, “Your down jacket is really good. It looks very warm. What brand is it? I want to buy the same one.”
Hearing Sun Yuetong’s compliment and having witnessed the entire process of Lin Yanran pulling out heat patches from various pockets, the audience’s attention was immediately drawn to the down jacket.
[Before, I complained that he was wearing too much and didn’t look like a celebrity, but now I’m a believer. Among the few of them, he is the one with the rosy complexion and is the warmest right now]
[I’m totally hooked on Yanran’s down jacket. It looks warm and has a lot of capacity, and the design is quite good. I just don’t know what brand it is. I really want to buy the same one]
[Sisters, I’ve already searched for the same one using image search. It’s one of our long-established national brands]
[Ahhh, is it actually that brand? My mom bought me one of their down jackets when I was a kid. The quality is indeed good and the price is high-value. I haven’t seen them much on the market in recent years, I thought they had gone out of business. I’m placing an order, we must support a good domestic brand]
[Thanks for the recommendation, I’ve already ordered the Yanran down jacket! It’ll be perfect for the upcoming cold weather, thanks for the recommendation!]
On a certain e-commerce platform, a certain brand of down jacket that wasn’t good at marketing hadn’t even broken 1,000 sales during 11.11, but just a short time after the show aired, the inventory of all models of Lin Yanran’s down jacket was completely sold out by the audience.
Those who didn’t get one immediately rushed into the brand’s live stream without giving up.
The streamer, who was broadcasting live, saw the number of viewers suddenly soar from 300 to 10,000 and was completely stunned.
“Wh-what’s going on… Everyone, please consume rationally.”
The bullet screen comments were headstrong: No! We want to consume wildly!!! Hurry up, arrange the Yanran special for us!
The guests were unaware of what was happening online.
After Lin Yanran finished distributing the heat patch, he handed the remaining few to Gao Zitai.
“Want to stick some on?”
Compared to Lin Yanran, the other guests were considered to be wearing less.
But compared to Gao Zitai, who was still wearing a low-cut jacket, they were wearing far too much.
Gao Zitai, who felt the cold wind blowing in gusts down his neck, glanced at the heat patch in Lin Yanran’s hand.
His fingers, tucked into his pockets, struggled fiercely, but he still haughtily refused.
“I’m not cold.”
He couldn’t betray his idol, and he couldn’t take things from his rival; this might be a trap!
Since Gao Zitai didn’t want them, Lin Yanran didn’t insist. He put the remaining heat patch away and walked off, pulling the small cart loaded with art supplies.
After dropping Cao Zhengpeng and Ye An’s group off at their desired station, he continued walking with Gao Zitai.
Gao Zitai followed behind Lin Yanran, tightly holding his collar. “They’ve all started selling; where exactly are we going? Walking like this is a huge waste of time.”
Gao Zitai complained while feeling the guitar on his back and looking around, trying to find a densely populated place to set up a stall and start selling the art supplies.
These art supplies were more suitable for students, so his optimal location was actually a school.
However, since it was the weekend, students weren’t in school, so everyone gave up on that idea and aimed for places with high foot traffic.
The two major spots with huge crowds—the plaza and the station—had been taken by the first two groups of guests. Gao Zitai walked for a long time but couldn’t find a good location.
He looked at the intersection ahead, thinking that if all else failed, he would play his guitar there to attract attention.
He refused to believe that he would fail to sell the items, despite trying so hard!
However, just as he was fantasizing about his grand plan, Lin Yanran took a turn.
He stopped in front of a building, took the items off the small cart, and began to arrange them.
