Chapter 859 - 858: This Bai Yueguang... Uh, What

A lot of audience has already surged into the three live streaming rooms.

The comments fly by in layers, flashing at lightning speed.

[Did I see it wrong? Did Brother Cheng really kiss?]

[True couples are really bold, openly seeking welfare benefits, huh?]

[My divided attention has jumped back and forth several times, how is the data calculated then?]

[No need for those fence-sitting folks to worry, currently Brother Cheng’s live streaming view count and likes are still in the dimension-reduction strike stage]

[Oh, oh, oh, so intense! Brother is so perverted, I love it!]

[It makes my heart race, just afraid Brother Huai will diss this dog-blooded plot in the next second]

[When you’re handsome, you can do as you please. I still think Brother Cheng is just like a poor soul wanting to fix a broken mirror]

[Brother Huai: When did you all become blind]

[Song Weili, you’re so naive as usual, no need to act brainless, really]

[Gosh, Zhu Qi scared me, with such a brawny build, acting as a maid? Should be acting as Herculean Hero, right]

[Exactly! Give everyone a real-time reaction!]

[So thrilling, so exciting, so intense! Absolutely stunning!!!]

[Both malicious and pretentious, while also somewhat pitiful, all the things told to Brother Huai are made up by themselves; happiness is only flaunted by invention, so pathetic, my dear]

[Brother Cheng, no more talking, quickly go back to the original room for the second round of passionate drama!]

[Mu Qiu, it’s a pity you don’t act]

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The immense viewing figures and comment numbers have effortlessly pushed several related topics back on the trending charts.

Some topics are driven by the production crew, while others are spontaneously promoted, burning inexplicably.

Like #WhoRemembersTheUnluckyDirector#

#WhatAreTheProgramRulesIsItHundredThousand#

#ElectronicSoundWins#

Although they are flash-in-the-pan topics, appearing on the trending chart is quite something.

The director sat in the control room, watching the live streaming rooms, listening to the staff’s reports, his expression complicated.

He was not quite clear now what these young audiences are thinking, such strange topics could be promoted.

Moreover, they didn’t follow his meticulously designed spy rules at all! The guests have all forgotten there was a spy game, forgotten to rescue him!

He also blamed himself, not clear of his own worth, making himself the stake, but none fell for it.

"Director, should we remind them to review the rules again?"

The director weighed down his mood and waved his hand: "No need, let things go how they please. Just make sure the punishment segment that follows is well executed."

There was a photographer in the control room, holding their camera aimed at the director, filming. Anyone could be filmed in a variety show, although it doesn’t need to appear in the final cut, these little clips might serve a purpose somewhere else.

The photographer instinctively thought, posting this on Weibo might be a way to attract fans, and let surfing netizens have a laugh.

When the time comes, name it [Conflicted Feelings of the Narcissistic Director’s Blunder].

The director didn’t notice he was being filmed, he was entirely focused on grieving over why no one fought for him, staring at the few guests in the streaming room wanted to set things ablaze.

...

Mu Qiu, just like in a drama, stared at their group’s streaming room, watching Cheng Zhirang converse with the Consort Bai.

After speaking, Cheng Zhirang was about to turn away heartlessly, but Consort Bai bit her lip and suddenly dropped a heavy bombshell.

"Your Highness, my sister has returned, did you hear?"

Cheng Zhirang’s footsteps halted.

"What did you say?"

Mu Qiu let out a heavy "Wow".

"Is Bai Yueguang about to appear? I said Brother Cheng’s character is at the top of the food chain, any female character is related to him."

Driving "her" mad, pleading and trying desperately for reconciliation just now, now upon hearing Bai Yueguang is back, he shows up?

Scumbag.

She continued to watch, curious about Cheng Zhirang’s next reaction.

Seeing him pause, Consort Bai knew there was potential, she edged closer, lowering her eyes sweetly, softly telling him:

"Sister said she wants to visit today, I dispatched a maid to welcome her, she should have arrived. Your Highness, would you like to meet her?"

Cheng Zhirang hesitated, based on his own response if he already likes another, then there’s no presence of Bai Yueguang, no need to meet.

But the character Mu Qiu designed is enriched into a somewhat...unnatural Crown Prince, perhaps "he" thinks, meeting Bai Yueguang might stir jealousy in the one he truly likes?

Or, "he" might want to see whether what he truly likes is the face over the person.

So he pondered briefly, then walked toward the exit: "Really? Then bring her here to meet."

Consort Bai breathed a sigh of relief, joy filled her brows, swiftly faded soon after.

He transferred his attention from the woman in Qingyin Pavilion, yet still she did not exist in his eyes, she could only humbly use her sister to beg for a bit of attention.

In the small courtyard of Qingyin Pavilion, there was a shaded pavilion. Cheng Zhirang sat on a stone stool, sipping tea, yet his eyes fixated on the end of this path, where a veiled woman in white attire was brought by the Consort Bai.

The familiar white gown, long flowing hair, lowered eyes, lotus-petaled steps, although not entirely normal physique, but...

He hadn’t finished assessing when the white-gowned woman removed her veil, lunged straight into his arms, the overly painted face of Zhu Qi enlarged into his view.

"Your Highness~"

"Pfft——"

Cheng Zhirang spewed tea far away, coughing intensely, unable to halt.

Zhu Qi helped pat his back, exaggeratedly speaking, his voice coy as if undergoing a transformation.

"Your Highness, why so stirred? We haven’t seen each other just for a few years."

Covering his mouth coughing, turning away to avoid his hand, Cheng Zhirang pushed him aside.

"No, cough, cough, cough! No need! You, stay away from me."

Zhu Qi was shocked: "... Your Highness! How could you hurt my delicate heart?! I won’t stand for it, boo boo boo!"

"Cough cough cough cough!" The coughing intensified, almost deafening, Cheng Zhirang’s ears reddened from the strain.

Electronic voice lazily announced: "Cheng Zhirang goes out of character once."

It was Mu Qiu’s first time seeing Cheng Zhirang so startled and flustered, holding laughter back, speaking to the camera:

"It’s fine, going out of character is fine, the challenge difficulty is indeed high, it’s tough to endure. Speaking of Zhu Qi, why’s he working everywhere, always playing cross-gender roles? This Bai Yueguang... is a bit robust, huh."

Saying so, couldn’t hold it anymore, leaned back, laughing, tears glistening straight away.

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ps: Qiuqiu: Bam, Cheng Zhirang, you’re dead. How dare you see some Bai Yueguang behind my back, now I won’t eat or let you kiss me, but lock you out and make you roll!