I'm Crushing on Gorgeous Faces in Variety Shows!-Chapter 126: Too Healthy to Faint

This punishment scene came so suddenly that before everyone could even laugh at Cheng Zhirang’s statement, another even funnier scene unfolded.

"Oh dear, should we laugh one by one according to the process or just laugh directly?"

"Laugh, hahahahahahaha, laugh together!"

"Brother Huai, what’s going on, hahahaha, how did you just spray?" 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

"Pfft—Brother Huai’s face turned black, hahahaha!"

"Brother Cheng is really ruthless! He said it all calm and collected without a ripple."

"Did Brother Huai also find it especially strange for Brother Cheng to say that, so he couldn’t hold it for a moment?"

"I think Brother Huai just couldn’t hold it this round."

Mu Qiu was holding the table and almost choked on her soup, while Guan Yu at the next table let out a long sigh to the sky.

"Ha! Finally, someone got that expression and understands the hardship I went through before!"

Every game was just too funny, yet having to hold a tearful expression without laughing was simply the cruelest punishment in the world.

Now, finally, someone could experience the cruel punishment she once faced, and coincidentally, it was someone not so skilled at expression management.

The person not so skilled at expression management was currently escaping reality, eyes closed, frowning heavily as he fell back in his chair, expressing that he was too shocked to speak.

The line at his waist was still emitting white smoke, while Cheng Zhirang leaned over to look at him, closing his eyes for a moment to hold back the urge to laugh, and asked, "Is it that funny?"

Shi Yuhuai wore an expression of "let me faint away, don’t mind me," opened his eyes, with unnatural facial muscles, and asked the director, "Can we change the expression?"

The director, delighted by the scene, was laughing so hard his eyes couldn’t be seen, completely ignoring the request: "No."

Shi Yuhuai wanted to faint on the spot at that moment.

Unfortunately, he was too healthy and couldn’t faint.

So, he could only do his best to purse his lips downward, drooping his eyes and brows, and participate in the game with a stiff tone.

"Pass."

Cheng Zhirang slightly raised his eyebrows, but his expression remained unchanged, as if the collapse of Mount Tai would not affect him.

"Alright, let’s pass."

Mu Qiu let out a sigh of regret.

Li Yang was also slightly disappointed, expecting one of them to say something romantic.

[hhhhhh I’m laughing so hard I’m paralyzed, what benefit does it do you, Brother Huai!]

[Brother Huai: Punishment came out of nowhere]

[Shi Yuhuai: I’m shutting down]

[Brother Cheng’s expression... I love it, what’s with that indifferent villain face!?]

[I suspect Brother Long Legs wants to keep passing]

[Li Yang’s expression of regret was so visible, I share the gossip with my idol, we’re in sync]

[Brother Cheng, what you said... I can’t even express it]

[I also want to know, ’what’s the relationship between Cheng Zhirang, Shi Yuhuai, and Li Yang,’ any of the people involved want to enlighten me?]

[Brother Mei Yan dares to speak, but with that expression, it’s more like questioning us]

[Even if you pass, you guys don’t know the "enthusiasm" of the fans yet, do you? /doge]

[It’s time for the brothers to remember us, sisters, let’s get excited!]

The first bullet screen passed, and the second one was quickly captured and enlarged on the big screen.

[Brother Huai, I also want your red envelope and cloud treat]

Cloud treat?

Li Yang turned his head to look at Mu Qiu.

Mu Qiu widened her eyes at the camera that turned towards her.

"I’ll say something on behalf of Brother Huai: everyone, don’t dream during the day."

Shi Yuhuai, full of resentment in his expression, with downturned lips, asked, "What’s it got to do with me and Mu Qiu?"

Li Yang nodded, making a sound like dropping red packet coins, then made an eating gesture.

After the gesture, feeling it wasn’t enough, he pointed at Shi Yuhuai, then at Mu Qiu.

"A story about you two that extended, and the fans want something like this too."

He gave all the hints he could, looking at Shi Yuhuai with a hopeful face.

Shi Yuhuai’s brows furrowed deeply, seemingly quite incredulous about such a request from the fans: "Want me to push them down?"

Li Yang: "......"

The look of being speechless was too obvious, and Shi Yuhuai wisely shut his mouth.

Then the prop at his waist went "hiss" as it sprayed out white mist, Shi Yuhuai shuddered, and he was engulfed in smoke again.

Mu Qiu: "...You really dare to say that, brother. Even the prop can’t stand it, can’t you think of anything a bit more normal that fans might say?"

Or could it be that his fans are not very normal either, often making such terrible requests?

Pushing someone down could also be seen as a bit of physical contact?

She recalled the craziest phase when Zhao Yu was a fan of Su Yan, even saying things like "Brother slap me and I would still shout how handsome the villain brother is."

Looking at it this way, it really might have been something said by the fans, and Shi Yuhuai guessing this way doesn’t seem wrong?

She gave the bullet screen a peculiar glance again.

Shi Yuhuai kept silent, while Cheng Zhirang, as if in thought, began to answer the question.

"Want Brother Huai to give out red envelopes?"

Li Yang made a couple of sounds, "Brother Cheng got the direction right! But you’re missing a word."

Cheng Zhirang seemed to have a light in his eyes, and his speech began to speed up.

"Want Brother Huai to give out red envelopes and treat?"

"Yes! That’s the direction, keep going!"

"Want Brother Huai to give out red envelopes, treat to a big meal?"

He guessed three times in a row, and meanwhile, Shi Yuhuai started recovering from the black-faced look, listening to Cheng Zhirang’s words with some thought, despite the downturned lips, showing an ironic cuteness.

On Cheng Zhirang’s fourth guess, Shi Yuhuai joined in.

Cheng Zhirang: "I also want Brother Huai to give out red envelopes and treat to a meal, Brother Huai is the best?"

Shi Yuhuai just followed up, like Qi Feng and Lin Xixi, adding on: "I also want Brother Huai to give out red envelopes and treat, Brother Huai is the best, the coolest."

Praising oneself?

Cheng Zhirang held back his lips, almost breaking character.

"Still not right after so many words?"

Li Yang held up a finger, "Missing a word, describing how to treat..."

"Hit the keyword, this one is invalid!"

The director suddenly shouted with a megaphone, startling Li Yang.

"Invalid?"

Director: "During the hint, you directly mentioned the word ’treat,’ which is not allowed. Beginning to capture the third bullet screen."

Li Yang was dumbfounded, caught his hair awkwardly saying to Cheng Zhirang and Shi Yuhuai: "Sorry about that, bro..."

"Hurry up, time might not be enough."

Li Yang was stunned for a moment, without the time for polite apologies, saying "Oh, oh, oh" several times quickly, then hastily checked the content of the third bullet screen.

[Brother Cheng, you’re so good-looking, does your future partner know? I know.]

Li Yang once again, once again, question marks appearing over his head.

"Cheng Zhi’s creativity is not bad, this is obviously a bullet screen that can catch the director’s attention," said Guan Yu, excessively active now without expression restrictions, holding a spoon as a small megaphone, even raised an orchid finger, imitating the director: "Come to the program group and work tomorrow, your capability of imagining ideas wildly is exactly what we need."

Director: "The next bullet screen is arranged for Guan Yu."

"......It’s negotiable, everything’s negotiable, director!"

"Our program group is decisive, we just need some imaginative writing fans."

The two people answering the questions extracted useful information from their conversation.

"Cheng Zhirang’s fan?"

"A very unique comment?"

"Is it a compliment or something?"

Mu Qiu: It’s daydreaming.