I'm Crushing on Gorgeous Faces in Variety Shows!-Chapter 145: Guan Yu Loses Her Last Chance

How can anyone be smiling and screaming on the pendulum ride?

Especially Guan Yu, that’s even more impossible.

It’s just that the scariest part hasn’t come yet, so she still has time to manage her expressions. When they reach the highest point, almost parallel to the ground, and have to complete the task, it’s absolutely impossible to maintain a smiling expression.

Mu Qiu is very confident in this theory.

Not even a minute passed, and just as the first word of a poem was turned into a scream on the pendulum, white smoke shot up into the air.

Mu Qiu showed a gambling king’s smile of "everything is under my control."

"Look."

I was right, wasn’t I?

Shi Yuhuai: "It was Qi Feng who got sprayed."

Mu Qiu: "???"

She quickly turned around and widened her eyes, looking carefully as the pendulum swung to the middle.

Qi Feng was slumped like a puddle of mud on the seat, with a look of hopelessness. Next to him, Guan Yu seemed to have activated some switch, not scared anymore, leaning forward as if telling the people watching below: Ha ha ha look! He got sprayed before me!

As the pendulum swung up and down, left and right, she was still excitedly gesturing to the people below.

Then.

"Psshhh—"

White mist covered her face and was stretched into a white tail due to the rapid trajectory of the pendulum.

It was extremely beautiful.

Li Yang suddenly became excited, "Ah, Sister Guan Yu has no chances left, hahaha!"

The laughter was so loud that Guan Yu on the pendulum could hear it clearly. When she swung to the middle again, she made an angry gesture at Li Yang.

"Ke tui!"

"Hahahahaha!"

"Hahahahahahahahahahaha!"

"Sister Guan Yu, don’t be mad! You need to smile! Be careful, or the director might go crazy and spray you into debt!"

"...Shut up! If you don’t say it, the director won’t think of such a dastardly move, ahhhhhhh it’s so high!"

Qi Feng’s voice could occasionally be heard, and when they swung to the middle, only the anguished roars of disappointment could be heard.

"Sister Guan Yu, recite the poem!"

"Sister Guan Yu! Can’t you even remember the first line?!"

"The great river east, ahhhhhhh!"

Since this "triggering mechanism" started, only two lines of "Nian Nu Jiao·Red Cliff Remembrance" have been recited, with the white mist rising multiple times and screams resounding continuously.

Only Cheng Zhirang was still barely maintaining his expression. But after holding the same expression for too long, anyone’s face would stiffen, especially when shouting a passionate poem loudly. Holding a smile is very difficult to maintain throughout.

So in the end, with the non-stop screams ringing in his ears and the crazy weightlessness and dizziness from the pendulum, Cheng Zhirang really couldn’t control his face anymore.

The smoke machine mercilessly and continuously sprayed white mist, enveloping him completely.

If he looked a little worse, it would seem like he had eaten too many laxatives and was emitting visible toxic gases.

He was a bit at a loss, really unsure how the producers thought up these ideas, as managing expressions was harder than any drama class training.

The harrowing yet loud "rocks pierce the sky, waves smack the shore" continued stumblingly, and Li Yang below, with his alluring figure leaning on the railing, counted one, two, three out of boredom.

After all, they’d already seen and experienced the funny and constantly sprayed scenes before, there was nothing fresh about it.

"My eyes are already blurry, is this the fifth spray? Who was it? Does Sister Guan Yu owe?"

Shu Ran, sitting on a chair Duan Pinyuan borrowed from a staff member, replied, "Maybe it’s Qi Feng? The opportunities in Guan Yu’s props are used up, how could she owe unless the director anticipated it and gave her extra chances."

Shi Yuhuai: "Hearing this, it does sound a bit cruel to anticipate that much."

Li Yang: "Brother Huai, you’ve even learned to talk like this, hahaha."

Mu Qiu was also sitting, but had flipped the chair around, resting her chin on the back.

In front of the railing stood Li Yang, Shu Ran, and Shi Yuhuai, with Mu Qiu, Duan Pinyuan, and Lin Xixi a bit further back, tilting her head to watch the continously swinging pendulum.

"I’m tired of watching, my neck is tired from turning too, now I can only support them with my eyeball movements."

No one knows whether this lackluster watch will negatively affect the three in the game.

Shu Ran, maintaining her lady-like elegant sitting position, smiled and said, "After all, we’ve already played this kind of game once, most of our energy is spent. Honestly, I still feel like I’m on a roller coaster, ready to turn at any moment."

Mu Qiu turned her head and patted her ear, "I still feel like there’s water in my ears too."

Duan Pinyuan kept his eyes on the pendulum, hearing them talk, and lowered his head to relieve his neck’s soreness.

"I thought Brother Cheng’s task should have been the easiest to complete."

It was unexpected that after five, six, seven, eight minutes, they were still on the earlier lines.

However, when your mouth is open too wide, the wind blowing in isn’t pleasant, the first line ’The great river eastward goes’ was heard as ’The great river deafened.’

Waiting for several more minutes, those below leaned over, slumped, holding their cheeks, listening without any emotion to the ghostly cries and howls above, oh, and the revised version of Red Cliff Remembrance.

Li Yang: "How much have they recited?"

Shi Yuhuai: "I don’t know."

Mu Qiu: "More than half probably? I haven’t heard Sister Guan Yu’s voice for a while since the last correct line, and Brother Cheng’s voice isn’t loud, I can’t hear it clearly."

Duan Pinyuan: "Seems like it’s the third-to-last line."

Lin Xixi: "They’re starting one line over when they get one wrong, I’ve heard the third-to-last line three times."

Li Yang: "No worries, I’ve almost relearned the poem." 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

Mu Qiu: "I originally knew this poem, now I might not know it, and I also learned another version."

Shu Ran was still posing against the sunset, it’s a little trick of skilled actresses often featured in magazines.

Against the pervasive orange afterglow, with her back to the camera, her hand flicked through her hair, creating a silent beauty.

Mu Qiu lay on the back of the chair, curiously watching her.

She couldn’t quite grasp how that camera sense was cultivated; it seemed like every turn and glance precisely captured the camera, instead of the camera catching her move.

However, the "used" camera was wise, the photographer quickly aimed one camera at Shu Ran, deliberately finding a side angle.

In the silhouette of the elegant woman in the sunset’s afterglow, her side-rear profile revealed half a delicate face.

The face was half obscured by the surroundings and camera, only those clear eyes reflecting the sunset color, lively and curious, looked at the camera.

Moments later, unexpectedly seeing the photographer gesturing behind the camera, Mu Qiu paused for a moment, then suddenly blossomed into a bright smile with curved eyebrows and eyes.

Even with only half a face showing, it was captivating enough.