I'm Crushing on Gorgeous Faces in Variety Shows!-Chapter 93: Special Guest on the Rooftop

The sightseeing bus stopped under the hotel building. Mu Qiu shielded her forehead with her hand and looked up, it was really tall, probably more than twenty floors.

For some reason, she suddenly had a bad premonition.

Everyone got off the bus and, following the staff’s guidance at the door, entered the building.

Just after experiencing the decor style of the high-end resort hotel, the director’s megaphone voice echoed throughout the whole building like the wind from the central air conditioning.

"The first task begins now! Task rules: draw lots to determine fate. This building has a total of 23 floors, and our guest this period is waiting for everyone on the top floor. Everyone will initially take the elevator up, but it will stop separately on the 3rd, 7th, 11th, 15th, 19th, and 21st floors. During the minute it stops, everyone will draw lots. The contents of the draw will decide whether you exit the elevator and choose another method to go upstairs, or complete some other small tasks. Finally, you need to join our guest and team up."

Mu Qiu was dumbfounded, "Choose your own way to go upstairs... Besides climbing, can you jump up? I’ve never written such a brutal segment."

"So this task is basically climbing stairs, right? Betting on luck for the number of floors to climb," Guan Yu looked at the elevator and swallowed.

Shu Ran was so shocked her eyebrows almost took flight, "If a girl draws the third floor, she has to climb up too? Climb, climb 20 floors!?"

"No, no, no!" Guan Yu closed her eyes and clasped her hands in a praying posture, mentally breaking down, "Please don’t let me draw the top floor, please don’t!"

Beside her, Li Yang patted his thigh, feeling this was quite risky, "Although I’m in decent shape, climbing twenty floors... Director, this game isn’t very nice, is it?!"

"You might not have to climb twenty floors, it depends on the draw," Cheng Zhirang turned to the staff, "In what order do we draw lots?"

The accompanying director stood behind the camera, explaining the drawing rules: "Each of you takes out a photo you just took in the back garden, the variety of flowers in the photo determines the drawing order. For example, tulips, all varieties of tulips only count as one kind. During the draw, for instance, when the elevator stops at the third floor, the person with the least variety of flowers in their photo draws first. If they draw an ’x’ sign, they exit, and the remaining people continue in the elevator. If the first person draws a ’√’, they are safe, and it’s the next person’s turn. If you draw any other command card, follow the instructions on it to complete the task, which generally means safety too."

"Take pictures of what, flowers of what?" Guan Yu pulled out her phone, shocked, "Director, isn’t this a bit too rash?!"

Though the rules did sound quite rash and harsh, Mu Qiu still wanted to laugh because Guan Yu had been busy taking pictures of people!

"Sister Guan Yu, do you have any plants in your photos?"

Guan Yu was really on the verge of breaking down: "No!"

All five or six photos were of people, and any visible plants behind them were all green trees.

The ones who didn’t take flower photos were incredulous in their misery, while those who did were happily holding up their phones for staff to check.

"Final result of the photo check, Li Yang photographed the most varieties of flowers, nine types, followed by Brother Huai with seven, Brother Cheng with five, Shu Ran with three, Mu Qiu with two, and Guan Yu, none."

Guan Yu: "...No need to emphasize further, isn’t my heart broken enough?"

"My heart is also shattered," Mu Qiu squatted down, covering her face, "I took so many flower photos, but eight out of ten are all roses!"

"It’s okay, anyway, the first to draw lots is Sister Guan Yu," Li Yang, as the first place, was in a splendid mood, seeing everything as beautiful, "Let’s get on the elevator. I’m so ready to be the last one drawing lots and reaching the top floor."

He led everyone to the elevator, Shi Yuhuai lagged behind, deep in thought, turning to the camera, "Hasn’t Li Yang already been demoted to a roaming NPC, only allowed to perform?"

[Hahaha I just knew it!]

[Brother Huai: I might be late but I’m sure to arrive]

[The ever-sober Shi Yuhuai, specially pouring cold water to wake people from their joy]

[Poor Yangyang, hahaha sorry I can’t help but laugh]

[So has Li Yang’s name changed from Stage Prince to the Mom Fan’s Yangyang?]

[Brother Cheng, have fun. Climbing stairs helps exercise the glutes and physical strength (not really)]

[True to the name Cheng Zhi, yellow liquid]

[Mu Qiu and Guan Yu are truly the most miserable, especially Guan Yu, who only focused on photographing people!]

[Guan Yu draws first, what if she really draws the first one, does she really have to climb twenty floors?]

[I oddly feel like this is military training, I can see the staff in the corner organizing the cards, not going easy?]

[Definitely no going easy, why else would women play if not to compete?]

[Yangyang, hold on, mom will find some descriptions of this segment in the book for you!]

[Li Yang: No need, it’s already too late]

[Li Yang was just one step from entering the elevator, but Shi Yuhuai reported him, hahaha dead with laughter!]

[Alright, the prophet is here, next, the staff pulls the incredulous Li Yang out of the elevator]

Li Yang was dragged out of the elevator by the staff...well, actually not.

Li Yang was still allowed to take the elevator, and he was the last one to draw lots. But, as the "bailed" roaming NPC, he had a special task.

To perform various emotions throughout.

His shoulder bag was grabbed and examined by the crowd; his expression was like that emoji with one eye closed, one open, sticking out the tongue and smiling.

"This expression is a bit challenging..." Guan Yu was excited, "But I’m thrilled! Hurry, Li Yang! Make that face!"

Li Yang let out a dry laugh with no emotion, held that backpack, rigidly opened his mouth, struggled to close his left eye, his left face twitched, the entire expression resembling a poorly-made ceramic face.

"Hahahahahaha"

"Li Yang, you can at least wink!"

"Patient with half-paralyzed face, hahahahaha!"

The elevator burst into wild laughter, even the photographer following them couldn’t help it.

Shu Ran also laughed loudly, her expression management completely unlike before, always online, but this made her feel, for the first time, like she might blend in with everyone just a little bit.

Mocked to the point of myocardial infarction, Li Yang slung his bag behind him, "I’ve already mastered this expression, hurry, get in the elevator, go up, draw lots!"

The pace picked up, and the bullied him couldn’t wait to see everyone else besides him draw lots to climb the stairs!

Everyone got on the elevator, pressing all the floors mentioned by the director. Guan Yu was squeezed to the front, hugging her backpack to her chest, taking deep breaths, staring intently at the ascending floor numbers. Mu Qiu was right behind her, her heart racing wildly with those ever-increasing numbers.

Soon they reached the third floor.

The elevator doors opened, and a group of people screamed and dashed out, "Quick, draw lots! Only one minute!"