I'm Crushing on Gorgeous Faces in Variety Shows!-Chapter 260: Three-Minute Breakup

After venting enough frustration in front of the camera, she clung to the headband and asked the director, "Is that enough? I think the punishment is brutal enough."

The director massaged his cheeks and said, "Why don’t you ask Brother Huai."

"... Director! This is your show! You have the most say!"

"Pfft—" Shi Yuhuai vengefully pressed it again.

Mu Qiu closed her eyes, persuading herself to get used to this damn thing, resignedly turning her head to look at Shi Yuhuai.

"Brother Huai, where does it all end, this eye for an eye?"

Shi Yuhuai: "I’m just completing the task the director gave me."

Definitely not revenge.

Mu Qiu pretended to believe him: "Then can you stop now? I’ve realized the error of my ways."

Just moments ago, he said he was following the director’s orders, but as soon as she admitted her fault, Shi Yuhuai played along. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

He even asked, "What did you do wrong?"

"... I shouldn’t have been so reckless, stabbing you in the back, I shouldn’t have doubted and trampled on your genuine heart, I shouldn’t have... I can’t think of anything else."

She looked up at the sky in thought, "Anyway, I’ve truly realized my mistakes. Look at my sincere and genuine eyes."

Shi Yuhuai didn’t look at her eyes; he was too far to see clearly, but he readily handed the airbag button back to her.

The button controlling her own fate was back in her hands, which felt much more reassuring.

Mu Qiu stuffed the airbag into her small bag, took off the headband, and wrapped it around her arm.

This thing will come in handy later.

Guan Yu and Li Yang had already stopped their exaggerated laughter, stretching their cheek muscles and chuckling at her.

"What’s so funny? Thirty-eight-year-old Little Sakura and that Shamate Chain Spirit, your wrinkles are showing from laughing."

Coldly saying this, she returned to her spot in the lineup, indifferent to their reaction.

Thirty-eight-year-old Little Sakura: "..."

Shamate Chain Spirit: "..."

Suddenly subjected to a personal attack.

As a young idol, Li Yang was genuinely afraid of wrinkles, instinctively touching his face, trying to smooth them out.

Guan Yu pouted, treating it as a massage for nasolabial folds, then mischievously poked the circle on her arm,

"This..."

"Don’t touch!" Mu Qiu immediately covered the headband, "Given your recent actions, we’re breaking up for three minutes."

Guan Yu: "..."

How childish!

After Mu Qiu, only Guan Yu was left without having faced punishment.

Under everyone’s watchful eyes, she stepped forward to take the last blind box.

Mu Qiu stood on tiptoes to see, eager to find out what it was.

If it’s not harsh enough, she won’t be satisfied!

"Seems empty inside." Guan Yu opened the blind box a bit, but there was no...

"Ow!"

As soon as she opened it a bit more, a white airbag sprang out, covering her whole face with a puff.

"Amazing!" Mu Qiu was particularly thrilled, "This airbag will keep hitting her face, right?! Is there a remote or a button? I can help!"

Guan Yu frantically pulled away the airbag, which was like an automotive airbag, and upon hearing Mu Qiu’s overly excited statement, she turned around to glare and warn her.

"Mu Qiu, I advise you to be kind, didn’t you just say, where does an eye for an eye end?"

"I must be crazy, I can’t hear that."

"...Listening to you, you do sound a bit deranged."

The airbag deflated, and Guan Yu dug it out of the blind box.

It looked like a fairly large airbag, folded a couple of times, feeling like fabric with a special texture.

"What is this thing?" she asked the director.

The director did not speak immediately, gestured for the staff to bring something, then raised a megaphone to say, "This thing is amazing. You have to put it on first."

"Put it on???"

Guan Yu looked at the director, then at the thing, unfolding it entirely and held it up, taller than she was.

Shu Ran: "The front looks a bit like a mascot costume."

Li Yang nodded, "Still a pretty fat mascot costume."

Mu Qiu: "Limb-laden rolling barrel in the middle."

This description... stopped Cheng Zhirang’s intended observation from coming out.

He opened his mouth, then closed it, shaking his head in amusement.

Such an imaginative comment could only be heard from her, odd yet in retrospect, fitting.

Perhaps different occupations truly lead to different perceptions?

Now to him, the interaction and exchange between their different professions are quite intriguing, no less interesting than the immersive experience of playing a role in acting.

In a camera-blind angle, his glamorous eyes tenderly observed her.

Watching her slightly cocky after winning a verbal spat.

Seeing her giggling with Shu Ran and Li Yang.

Noticing the end of her hair and red ribbons swaying as she moved.

Seeing her hands behind her back, the subtle waistline hidden in the red gauzy dress...

Cheng Zhirang discreetly averted his eyes, his Adam’s apple moving up and down.

Mu Qiu, unaware, continued mocking Guan Yu alongside Li Yang.

"Sister Guan Yu, once you put it on, you can hand out flyers on the street, haha!"

"Does this need inflating?! Let me! Let me launch you into the sky!"

Guan Yu, wrestling with the airbag outfit, struggled into it, her head popping out from the top opening.

Her hair bun was partially unraveled, askew.

Once she was dressed, Mu Qiu seized the opportunity to rush forward, vigorously persuading the director to hand over control of the inflating machine for Guan Yu’s costume to her.

This kind of unending eye-for-an-eye scenario, the director was quite willing to see, and consented immediately.

The inflating machine was the same rapid inflator from the first episode’s pool punishment, the settings already fine-tuned; all she had to do was press the button.

The feeling of controlling others was simply exhilarating, Mu Qiu was ecstatic, shouting at the struggling to emerge Guan Yu.

"Sister Guan Yu! Ready! I’m going to launch you into the sky!"

Guan Yu: "......Put that down!!! "

"No way! Do you think I’m taking revenge? I’m helping you, you silly!"

"...Once this show ends, I’m going to take you on!"

The cameraman behind the lens was amused by the two of them, leaning on the camera stand, laughing uncontrollably.

"Three! Two! Sister Guan Yu, get ready! One!"

Mu Qiu laughed, exposing all her teeth, pressing down with both hands ceremoniously.

"Pfft—"

Guan Yu, err no, Guan Yu’s inflatable costume began expanding at a speed visible to the naked eye, getting fatter and fatter until the whole suit turned into a ball with tiny hands and feet.

Inside the outfit, Guan Yu screamed continuously.

"Too fast! My hands are being lifted up!"

"I can’t feel my waist!"

"My feet, my feet! I can’t stand steady!!!"

"...I’m doomed."

She was "encased" inside a ball, transformed into a figure-like sphere, with hands unreachable to the waist, feet unsteady, easily toppled by anyone.

No sooner had that thought passed, when someone from the side approached, tentatively extending a mischievous finger towards her.

"der—"

".....Li Yang!!!"