I'm Crushing on Gorgeous Faces in Variety Shows!

Chapter 619 - 618: Welcome to the Xiaobu Villa Paper Tag Tournament

Shen Zhousong didn’t expect he would become the target of the crowd’s fun, and helplessly smiled and apologized to Chen Yi and the others.

"Sorry about that, shall we start then?"

"We can start."

Chu Qiu was still fanning himself with a chef’s hat, looking like a sleeveless chef mastering four pans in a village. He nodded at Cheng Zhirang and said,

"But you guys and Brother Cheng are in a team, while the rest of us are on our own, so if it comes to a fight, you clearly have the advantage."

"Yeah, yeah," Li Yang chimed in, "it’s not fair! Plus, Brother Chen Yi and I are just one man each, if you lose one, you still have hope, it’s even more unfair!"

Joking aside, he really didn’t want a free-for-all, okay?

Cheng Zhirang and Shen Zhousong were strong, Chen Yi was tall, and Chu Qiu seemed as sly as Guan Yu at a glance. He was just one pure, pitiful, and easily bullied person. If he was the first to get kicked out, it would be too embarrassing!

"So here’s the solution: Brother Cheng, the only confirmed card-carrying traitor, won’t participate in this duel and just watches from the sidelines. After all, among you all, there might not even be a traitor, so what’s there to be afraid of."

Guan Yu and the others didn’t want to miss this show. Whenever anyone showed reluctance, they graciously helped resolve it with persuasion.

These guys must fight it out for my entertainment.

Li Yang racked his brains trying to say something, but Shu Ran immediately knocked out his "worries" with a single sentence.

"Li Yang, aren’t you the handsome manly man? If you don’t accept the challenge, it’ll be hard to find a girlfriend later on."

"...What’s that got to do with finding a girlfriend?"

"There’s so many cameras on you, maybe your future girlfriend is watching the show. If you’re all hesitant and timid, what girl would like that?"

Mu Qiu mischievously egged him on from the side: "Li Yang! Stage Prince! If it were me, I’d definitely jump in first!"

Guan Yu: "Woohoo! Li Yang, charge! You can do it, try to knock them all down! We’re all cheering for you!"

Chu Qiu: "Do you think my ears have wandered off?"

Guan Yu pretended not to hear and continued to chant Li Yang’s name.

With the adrenaline pumping, Li Yang felt an entire surge of energy and was almost ready to grab a bull and show it off to everyone.

"Alright, alright, let’s do this!"

The only one excluded, Cheng Zhirang, stepped out of their "do-or-die" circle and stood at the shade, cheering for Shen Zhousong.

And so the pure hand-to-hand combat began.

"Doesn’t something feel missing?" Shu Ran spoke up again, surveying them with a professionally keen, man-evaluating look, then said, "Shouldn’t a fight like this have a purpose?"

Everyone looked at her, waiting for her next words.

Shu Ran enjoyed this attention and being in the spotlight, and her voice carried a hint of satisfaction as she addressed them.

"Just now Guan Yu said using this method, we can quickly find out if there’s a traitor among you, and also speed things up.

Then we’ll need notes to assist. How about this, each of you writes a note, whoever gets a note taped to them is out, meaning the person who taped it is the traitor."

"You’re serious? That could lead to casualties!" Li Yang yelled with exaggerated fear.

"What’s there to be scared of," Chu Qiu patted him on the shoulder, "it might not be you who gets eliminated."

"If it’s me who gets eliminated, our team will be last! The cost is too great!"

Shen Zhousong: "So, are you playing or not?"

"...Boohoo, I’ll play."

The pen was provided by Mu Qiu, and to ensure the international effectiveness, she provided an Oxford dictionary for Chu Qiu and Shen Zhousong to write their curse stickers in English.

After the four men stepped onto the field with their notes taped securely, the four women sitting by the roadside began cheering.

"Charge, my knights!"

"Trade blood for glory! You’re the mightiest warriors!"

"Wow! Chu Qiu, you’re the best! Chu Qiu, you’re the strongest!"

"Welcome to the annual note competition at Little Manor! Who will be the uncrowned king, and who will walk away regretfully?!"

"Charge! All for Brother Huai’s cup of instant noodle soup!"

"Flowers? Can someone provide some flowers? I’m going up to present them later!"

They seemed extremely excited, applauding before the competition even started, which Cheng Zhirang found amusing.

Mu Qiu also shouted twice enthusiastically, licking her dry lips, her eyes glued to the scene, too busy to even glance at Cheng Zhirang standing on the other side.

It was like a group of wealthy young ladies paying to watch a bullfighting match in their family’s arena.

The atmosphere was electric.

In the center, the four men gazed at each other warily, clutching their notes as they started a verbal battle.

Chu Qiu: "Li Yang, you’re probably not the traitor, right?"

Li Yang: "Of course I’m not! I’ve been assigned to like some insect street dance club, how could I possibly be secretly dark and ready to take everyone down?"

Chu Qiu: "Chen Yi, how about you? You’re not really working with any counterattack mechanism, are you?"

Chen Yi: "If that were true, it would be great. Can’t you stop acting like a gorilla? It’s awkward looking down at you."

Chu Qiu: "...This is outrageous! You’re actually discriminating against my height!"

Chen Yi: "I’m not."

Shen Zhousong: "Chen Yi, are you the traitor? We should take care of you first."

Chen Yi: "Don’t threaten me, it should be you first. We’re barely hanging on here, a conspiracy by you and Brother Cheng has us ingesting glass shards, probably dying soon, so of course, it’s the enemy first."

Guan Yu shaded her eyes from the sun, crossing her legs and smacking her lips: "Can you just get on with it? Just start fighting, we don’t want to hear, we just want to see."

Chu Qiu: "I think you just want to openly... Oh crap!"

As he turned to talk to Guan Yu, Li Yang suddenly lunged at him.

Startled, Chu Qiu bent backward to dodge, stumbling, while as Li Yang lunged, Chen Yi and Shen Zhousong seized the opportunity to charge at Li Yang.

The battle was immediate.

Guan Yu let out an excited cheer: "Chu Qiu, way to go! You’ve learned how to stealthily dodge!"

Shu Ran: "Chen Yi! Take down Li Yang!"

Mu Qiu: "Li Yang, you’re actually the first to act, gutsy move!"

Zhao Yu: "Is everyone supposed to praise someone? Then, go Brother Shen! Try to finish early so you can slurp instant noodles!"

Shen Zhousong stumbled.

In such an atmosphere, Cheng Zhirang seemed like the odd one out.

He turned his head to face the camera, and the photographer, well-attuned, quickly zoomed in on his face.

In the livestream, a large close-up of his handsome face appeared, with a trace of sweat on his forehead, which he wiped off with the back of his hand, and a gentle smile reappeared in his eyes.

"I think they don’t need me here anymore, they can just form four groups. I’ll head back and join Shi Yuhuai and the others."

The comments exploded instantly, with the screen filled with [Brother is the best] [Brother Cheng is the most handsome] [We just love to watch you] [Your girlfriend’s watching, don’t go] and similar excited remarks.