Due to the earlier shock, the unpacking segment was skipped, and the artists were simply told to hand over any unimportant items.
Falling Stone Company had originally spent a fortune to buy inside information about the unpacking, but with Xiao Sese stirring the pot, the secret schemes of Song Beichen and Shi Youran were dead on arrival.
Song Beichen glared coldly at Xiao Sese, unfortunately for him, he was caught red-handed by the person in question.
Xiao Sese asked, "Why are you glaring at me?"
"Hmph, I just can't stand how you smear other people."
Xiao Sese picked at her ear with an indifferent expression. "Sigh, life is so dull, and yet here we have a toad critiquing humanity."
"What do you mean by that? Is it because I ended our contract that you’re smearing me like this?"
"What's the matter? Didn't I always prepare Qiwei Dihuang Pills for you back when we went on business trips? You used to crunch them like candy every single time, and now you’re going to deny it?"
"That’s impossible! That stuff is bitter as hell; how could I possibly chew it..."
"Ohhh," Xiao Sese drew out the syllable intentionally. "I guess I remembered wrong, then. You must have taken them with water."
[No way! Is this guy actually suffering from kidney deficiency?!!!]
[He looks so strong and healthy; he doesn't look like it!]
[Ahhhhhh!!! That little trash is deliberately setting a trap for Beichen! Beichen walked right into it!!]
[Listen, that is the sound of fans' hearts shattering.]
Realizing he had said the wrong thing, Song Beichen stood there, his face deathly pale.
Xiao Sese packed up her case, walked past him, and floated a sentence his way: "Sometimes I find it hard to imagine that there is actually a brain tucked between your two ears."
She then swaggered off with the staff.
Shi Youran, who had been left out in the cold, looked at her retreating figure and then back at Song Beichen’s liver-colored face, her own expression turning sullen.
...
Once everyone gathered in a pavilion in the fishing village, Director Wang began to explain the task.
"Next, we’ll play a little ice-breaker game to help everyone get closer. Whoever the spun glass bottle points to will be the one initiating the challenge. They can choose any artist to accept either a Truth or a Dare. We will then rank everyone based on how well they complete their tasks."
The seven of them sat in a circle, observing each other's expressions—some were nervous, some composed, and some... excited.
Make no mistake, the excited one was none other than Xiao Sese herself; she was practically drooling!
The glass bottle spun, the sound came to a sudden halt, and the neck pointed toward Guan Ying. She scanned the group briefly before ultimately landing her gaze on Xiao Sese.
"Uh... I’ve had some contact with the others, but this is my first time meeting you, so I’ll choose Truth. I heard you’re returning to the entertainment industry; do you find it difficult?"
[Guan Ying is so kind~ asking a question that helps her get more exposure!]
[Don't! Catch the opportunity to ask her some gossip!]
Xiao Sese stared at the gentle-looking Guan Ying and shrugged nonchalantly.
"It’s hard to say, but I feel that as long as I persist a little longer, every difficulty will be able to conquer me."
"Okay, good luck... wait, what?"
Guan Ying, who had just processed the answer, looked a bit stunned.
"In other words, nothing in the world is difficult, provided you are willing to give up. Perhaps the gears of fate haven't even started turning yet, and the chain of my life has already fallen off~"
"Pfft—hahahaha!!!" Wang Qiang was the first to lose it, slapping his thigh and laughing hysterically.
"Sister Xiao, you’re really funny. Can I use your words in a song?"
"Sister is tired of being indifferent, she is a sentimental rose. Remember to pay me the publishing fees, um... they might be a bit expensive, skr~"
[Great rhymes, but maybe don't rhyme next time.]
[To make such a deathly sound while rapping, is there a fan installed in her throat or something?]
[To the person above, let’s keep it civilized.]
[Sister Xiao, please don't start performing; we're on the same team.]
The second round began, and the bottle pointed at Shi Youran. Unsurprisingly, she chose Song Beichen.
"I choose Truth. Beichen, you’ve recently experienced being smeared and having your contract terminated. I know you must have been under a lot of pressure. Is there anything you want to say to the netizens?"
Hearing this, Song Beichen looked at the camera with a soulful and firm gaze.
"I want to say, thank you to my fans for your continued support. I will persist for your sake. Time will restore my innocence. Whatever doesn't kill me will only make me stronger!"
[Song Beichen has a strong heart!!!]
[She's here, she's here, she's brought the ship with her!]
[The two of them left a black-hearted boss and are facing difficulties together. What kind of tragic romance protagonists are they? I’m tearing up... (biting handkerchief)]
[Lock "The Hour Has Come" in forever!]
Just as Song Beichen and Shi Youran were gazing affectionately at each other, a loud "tch" interrupted them.
Song Beichen frowned. "Xiao Sese, what do you mean by that?"
"Nothing special. You act so tough, but I didn't expect you to be just a paper tiger. Why don't you go hang yourself and complete the 'pathetic' look?"
"You!"
Song Beichen was furious, and even Shi Youran looked displeased. "Xiao Sese, it’s not your turn yet."
"It’s about to be!"
As soon as Xiao Sese finished speaking, the staff spun the bottle, and it pointed directly at her.
In that instant, everyone at the scene looked at Xiao Sese with a trace of shock.
[Not to mention anything else, this lady definitely has some metaphysical powers!]
[Don't forget, she’s a woman who pokes voodoo dolls.]
[It seems I need to be more cautious when bashing her in the future.]
Xiao Sese clapped her hands, leaned forward, and pointed straight at Song Beichen.
"Dare. 100 push-ups."
"100?!" Song Beichen stood up, pouting. "You’re doing this on purpose!"
"What? Afraid that everyone will find out you’re kidney-deficient?"
Song Beichen's face turned so dark it was practically dripping. She was doing this on purpose; she knew he hated working out and still gave him such a difficult task.
"How about this? Do as many as you can. A man shouldn't say he can't, right?"
Xiao Sese wiggled her index finger, provoking Song Beichen so much that he ripped off his suit jacket and started clanking away.
Unfortunately, after barely 7 or 8, Song Beichen's arms began to shake violently.
Xiao Sese wore an expression of someone watching a show. "Sigh, the oxen and horses rise and fall, but the collapse is eternal. You've only done a few, and your arms are flapping like wings. You know, it’s actually quite breezy."
[Is she sick? Who can do 100 push-ups normally?!]
[But... Song Beichen hasn't even done 10 yet, has he?]
[I’ll say this quietly, I can sit on my boyfriend and make him do 30 push-ups.]
[To the person above, can you explain how exactly you sat on him?]
[I saw some material before; Song Beichen couldn't lift a... 80-pound actress while filming...]
[Who taught you to punctuate like that?]
In an instant, #SongBeichenKidneyDeficiencyConfirmed#, #SongBeichenCantLift#, and #KidneyDeficientManFlappingArms# trended on the hot search, and the heat remained high.
Song Beichen gave it his all to reach 11, then slumped onto the ground, looking dejected.
At this moment, the spinning bottle stopped, pointing at Song Beichen, who was panting like an old-fashioned fan.
Xiao Sese rubbed her forehead and smiled bitterly (accidentally revealing an incredibly sharp jawline).
"I knew that as soon as I got happy, all the world's crap would come kissing up to me."
Song Beichen didn't speak; he just pointed at Xiao Sese, gasping for air.
"Fine! Very well! My dare for Xiao Sese: I want her to apologize in front of the whole internet!"
Xiao Sese arched a brow, brushed some non-existent dust off her clothes, and spoke faintly, her words sharp as knives.
"The sky has cleared, the rain has stopped, and you think you can do it again?"
"Cut the crap. If you don't apologize, you fail the task!"
"Fine, I’ll apologize."
Xiao Sese stood straight and even gave a formal salute to the camera.
"I solemnly apologize to the camera. I apologize to his grandfather’s coat, his grandmother’s jacket, his sixth uncle’s pants, his mother’s feet, his sister’s cantaloupe, and his brother’s mantis shrimp. I promise! From now on, I will only answer and not argue, apologize whenever, laugh when asked, pee if asked again, not spray high, but plenty saucy, saucy check it out!"
This time, not only did Wang Qiang burst into laughter, but even Li Shuer, who had barely spoken, let out a "pfft" before hurriedly covering her mouth.
The rampaging Song Beichen yelled, "You... is this your apology?"
The composed Xiao Sese (looking innocent) replied, "Well... why wouldn't it be?"
[What a beautiful state of mind, what elegant Chinese.]
[Focusing on replying to whatever was read.]
[It doesn't count! Xiao Trash is using a bait-and-switch; Beichen wanted her to apologize to *him*!]
[To the one above, just tell me, did she apologize or not!]
[Focusing on sincerity; not only did she apologize, she apologized to his entire family.]