The nature of this program focused on competition, with individual competitions and team competitions running in parallel. The person who would win in the end would definitely get the best resources at this stage, which would be a great help to anchors who make a living from live broadcasting.
Yu Yi looked uninterested. The lollipop was pressed against his cheek, and he didn’t move for a long time.
Not far away, Liu Jiaolong had just arrived with his team, making a lot of noise.
Mu Huai greeted Jiaolong from a distance, and then said in a low voice: “The invitations you will receive after the show will definitely be much better than before. You will also have the opportunity to go to the ones Yu Ying participated in.”
“…” Yu Yi took out the lollipop and soothed his cheeks, which were numb with sweetness, with the tip of his tongue. He looked at Mu Huai carefully for a while and confirmed that this man was trying to play matchmaker between him and Yu Ying.
“It’s easy for me to misunderstand if you stare at me so intensely.” Mu Huai smiled a little bit, but he quickly regained his gentle look and rolled his eyes as if nothing had happened.
Yu Yi: “What’s the misunderstanding?”
Mu Huai said: “I misunderstood that you were planning to move on with him and fall in love with me.”
Lin Zifei, the last one to arrive, also dragged his team members over. Each manager had their own style, so the teams they brought out each had their own styles too. Lin Zifei had a more cheerful personality, and the ten children he brought out were just as crazy as him. Although everyone had lost their restraint from the first day, only Lin Zifei’s team played with the most disregard for image.
Luo Yan said: “Our manager said that no matter how dignified you are, the camera can capture your embarrassing state. Being embarrassed once is embarrassing, being embarrassed a few times is your style, and you will attract fans!”
Liu Jiaolong’s team was more arrogant, chests puffed out, but they cowered quickly in front of Liu Jiaolong himself. The people on Shi Shaoqian’s were all little angels. No matter if someone from his own team was in trouble or not, they would rush to help. They were as enthusiastic as those who came to work as a medical team, and they had a good relationship with everyone in each team. The team’s defining trait was probably their low presence.
The program team pretended to put on a tacky-looking costume and talked about the rules. Mu Huai had played similar games many times and could basically guess the general gameplay by just looking at the props. At most, there were some small changes in the details, same rhythm but different slogans. Games that were not easy had trial sessions.
He took off his glasses and rolled up his sleeves up to his elbows. Underneath was a blue long sleeve shirt, with a beige team uniform over it that matched everyone else’s. The long sleeves were for sweat absorption and sun protection, though it’s still a bit hot. Mu Huai kept rolling up and down his sleeves.
After analyzing the styles of several other teams against their uniforms, Mu Huai also wanted to see what kind of style his own team might have. He looked back and saw that the nine people were either looking at each other or in a daze, and the left one was looking at him.
Everyone was holding lollipops in their mouths, looking exactly like Manager Mu usually did.
Yu Yi looked away, bit the lollipop impatiently, and took out a sponsor’s drink from the side.
In the post-show interview, the interview host asked Mu Huai what his impression of everyone was. Mu Huai said: “… Our place is almost like a kindergarten. Maybe it’s because the manager is too mature.”
Later, many photos of the team members were posted, with the most photographed one being a banana milk-flavored lollipop.
Later, a behind-the-scenes section was cut for Mu Huai. He took out lollipops at various times and places, a handful each time. Afterwards, he stuffed them into the arms of the team members, just like coaxing a child.
When the team members were interviewed, they said that the manager obviously loves lollipops. And, “I heard that he has a box of them in his room! We all thought this was sponsored!”
Mu Huai shrugged: “I hope this lollipop will give me endorsement fees.”
Five teams, 50 people in total, and only three girls—those two were from Mu Huai’s and one Lin Zifei’s. That girl was above the average height of the team, and her hair was not as long as Muhuai’s. She was very handsome.
Most of them were boys, and the show’s punishments leaned heavily into fan-service ships. Plus, even though they are drawn by lots, the ones picked to go out and play were always the more popular members. Yu Yi never got to sit still in his spot for long.
In the first few rounds of word guessing, Yu Yi passed the test safely. Li Mao and Luo Yan were punished several times—sometimes doing dances and sometimes being princess-carried from other teams. Li Mao was small, so it was manageable, but Luo Yan looked skinny yet was actually pretty heavy, and every time it turned into a comedy show.
Later, the managers also participated. The manager and team members were shuffled into mixed groups for cooperation challenges: spin 50 times, then do 20 double-unders with a partner.
Mu Huai and Lin Zifei were in the same group. The two usually made sarcastic remarks to each other, but this time they had a perfect understanding. They spun at the same pace, steadied each other for two seconds after getting up, grabbed the jump rope, and knocked out all 20 jumps without a break—unsurprisingly, they finished first.
After so many years of team life—when they said they’d built up chemistry, it wasn’t just empty talk.
Lin Zifei high-fived Mu Huai proudly.
Yu Yi was in a worse situation. After leaving the single-player session, he encountered the black hole of the game—Luo Yan.
After Luo Yan finished spinning, he kept bumping into the camera. Yu Yi caught him a few times, but then simply gave up. He figured that they would lose when Luo Yan slowed down, so he threw the skipping rope to the ground and calmly waited for the punishment.
Luo Yan even bumped into Mu Huai.
Mu Huai stopped him and shoved him to Lin Zifei: “Your team member.”
He looked at Yu Yi, let out a lazy chuckle, and said “Good luck”. Yu Yi covered his eyes and turned away, sighing silently.
When the result came out, Luo Yan almost knelt down in front of Yu Yi and apologized, wanting to cry without tears.
“Yu-ge, I really tried my best!” Luo Yan sobbed: “Yu-ge, I’m sorry! Yu-ge, I broke your winning streak! I am a sinner!”
Yu Yi was disgusted: “That’s enough.”
The excitement of the program crew could be smelled through the crowd. Si Bu Xiang announced Yu Yi and Luo Yan’s loss with a barely suppressed glee.
The punishment was one person holding the other’s ankles to do sit-ups, biting finger biscuits in his mouth and passing it to the other person, who then spat it onto a plate. Eight of those biscuits and they were done.
A very ambiguous game.
Mu Huai looked at Yu Yi lying on the mat, and belatedly realized that this was clearly another game of competing to lose. He glanced at the program crew with emotion and said to himself that he was usually very nice to the people on the program crew.
Luo Yan held Yu Yi’s ankle nervously, maybe his soul had left his body.
The crowd’s cheering grew louder and louder, and nothing was more exciting than Yu Yi being punished.
Luo Yan’s teammates shouted: “Yanzi, don’t be a coward!”
Damn! If you’re so bold, you come do it!
Luo Yan stared at his teammates.
“There is still one person left to feed biscuits, who…”
Before Si Bu Xiang finished speaking, Mu Huai came around and squatted next to Yu Yi, saying, “I’ll do it.”
One of them was lying down and the other was squatting, one was calm and the other was smiling.
The program team couldn’t ask for it.
Worried they might bite the biscuits in half or waste them on violations, the crew had given them plenty. Mu Huai wiped his hands clean with a wet wipe and roughly measured the length of a biscuit. Not bad. A pretty safe distance.
Mu Huai said: “Back in our group days, we used to play this together a lot. You can treat him like a potato. It will be easier to handle.”
Yu Yi paused: “You pretty invested in me playing this?”
Mu Huai pinched a biscuit and said, “I am the manager, after all. And it is my duty to help the team captain.”
“Wow, so responsible.”
“Of course.”
Luo Yan heard one or two words and nodded: “Yu-ge, treat me like a potato!”
Yu Yi: “…”
He said in a sinister tone: “If you dare to treat me like a potato, you’re dead.”
The staff stood next to them with a microphone and broadcasted the entire conversation, making everyone burst into laughter.
Maybe Yu Yi’s intimidation worked. Luo Yan caught all eight cookies completely this time. Except for his movements being a little stiff, he was fine. Two other groups were punished as well, and compared to them, those two groups caused way more chaos.
“Eight.”
Luo Yan spat out the last biscuit on the plate, let go of Yu Yi’s ankle, and rushed back to the team with his face buried in his hands.
“Luo Yan, you’re done for!”
“Luo Yan’s face turned red!”
“Hahahahahaha!”
“Fuck!”
The anchors actually have very few reservations about the jokes they usually make. Their circles were within a medium or small range, and there were no written rules. When interviewing them afterwards, the host asked many explicit questions, directly asking Luo Yan how he felt at the time.
Luo Yan: “I thought I was bent!”
Whether Luo Yan actually turned bent, Mu Huai didn’t know. All he knew was that handsome guy Yu was lying on the mat with his eyes squinting to block the sun, looking particularly alluring. Under the beige team uniform was a red long sleeve, both collars open, with sweat trickling down the young man’s neck.
The weather was too hot.
Yu Yi wiped his sweat with his collar and held the microphone in his hand. Mu Huai stood up and extended his hand to him. Yu Yi took it and put the mic into Mu Huai’s hand.
“Mu Huai.” Yu Yi glanced at Mu Huai’s hand wrapped around the mic. There was a silver ring around his finger, which was slightly reflective in the light.
The area was extremely noisy, and a lot of eyes were focused on the two of them. Both the players and the staff were paying close attention to them. The closest one was Si Bu Xiang, about five steps away from them.
Mu Huai walked ahead, his head hanging casually, as if he didn’t hear Yu Yi calling him. The sleeves of the arms hanging naturally at the side were rolled up halfway, and a thin layer of sweat covered the skin.
Yu Yi’s lips moved, and his voice was so soft that it melted into the wind.
“Just now… did you want me?”
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