Romance Variety Show: Director, there's something wrong with my script!

Soon, the viewers understood the current situation through the narration in the live broadcast room.

After the five groups of guests separated, the live stream simultaneously displayed five screens, corresponding to the five groups of guests.

Each of the separate live stream rooms is independent, and at this moment, Zhang Jianjian and Chen Yuan's live stream room has the most viewers, and the number is constantly increasing.

This surprised the program's data monitoring staff. Although Zhang Jianjian is very popular, shouldn't pairing him with Chen Yuan be a side effect?

However, the countless question marks scrolling through the live stream had already explained everything.

Chen Yuan followed Zhang Jianjian out of the villa, and then the two walked towards the bamboo forest not far away. The entire resort was very large, and the area for activities was not limited to going up the mountain.

"Bamboo Garden?" Chen Yuan looked at the sign standing outside the bamboo forest with some surprise. Could there really be a tourist attraction in such a place?

"I've heard this place is quite famous, but we're not here to stroll around the park," Zhang Jianjian said, glancing at the map booklet in his hand.

Before long, the two passed through a lush bamboo forest and arrived at the door of several bamboo houses.

"That's right, this is it." Zhang Jianjian saw the beautiful bamboo houses and walked quickly towards them. There were already staff members waiting for them there.

Chen Yuan looked around, still unsure of what his group was supposed to do.

"Come get the tools." Zhang Jianjian waved to him from not far away.

"Tools?" Chen Yuan walked over and saw that the staff had already prepared several complete sets of drawing tools.

Outlining pens, watercolor pens, drawing boards, drawing paper, etc.

Seeing this, Chen Yuan realized what was happening and exclaimed in surprise, "We're going to paint today?"

Congratulations, you guessed right!

"But it's not us, it's you, I'm the model!"

"Aren't you happy? You had the chance to make what you said last night come true today." Zhang Jianjian smiled with her eyes crinkling. Heaven knows how happy she was to see such an easy task.

Today, we first sketched in the bamboo forest, then did some DIY activities around noon, and had photography in the evening.

All she needs to do today is look beautiful as a model.

"I'm going to change my clothes first," Zhang Jianjian said, heading to the fitting room with the staff.

"..."

Chen Yuan watched her cheerful figure as she walked away, then looked at the art supplies in front of him and began to select some.

Finally, he chose a set of sketching tools that suited him, carried the drawing board on his back, and waited for Zhang Jianjian to change clothes.

A dozen minutes later, there was a noise coming from the fitting room, and then Zhang Jianjian pushed the door open and came out.

For a moment, all the staff at the scenic spot looked on with envy at Zhang Jianjian, who seemed to have stepped out of a painting.

Chen Yuan looked at the old-fashioned Zhang Jianjian with a surprised expression.

"Not bad, right?" Zhang Jianjian smiled and stood on the steps of the bamboo house, looking down at his outfit and showing a satisfied smile.

Her upper body was a moon-white cross-collar ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress), with light blue bamboo leaves embroidered on the collar, and an outer layer of sky-blue gauze shawl that swayed in the wind.

She wore a jade-colored palace sash around her waist, with a small white jade pendant hanging from it.

Her thick, long hair was loosely tied up, adorned with a jade bamboo-shaped hairpin, and the stray hairs at her temples were tied back with a light blue ribbon.

For makeup, Zhang Jianjian's fair skin was complemented by a light, natural look, with eyebrows resembling distant mountains, lips painted in a light apricot color, and soft-soled white embroidered shoes.

As the largest resort in Licheng, this place offers a wide range of entertainment options, from mountain hikes to water activities, and the bamboo garden sketching area is even equipped with dozens of costumes.

The morning sun was gentle, and the bamboo grove swayed neatly in the wind, with scattered dappled sunlight illuminating Zhang Jianjian at that moment.

The photographer pointed the lens at them.

"Wow! Is this a graceful lady who stepped out of a painting?"

"It's so beautiful! I wore this outfit when I went to the bamboo garden last time. I looked like a maid in it, but my son looks like a princess!"

"It's so beautiful. Can that Chen Yuan capture the boy's spirit in his painting?"

"My little goddess looks so beautiful today!"

"It's time to test the male guest's drawing skills. Since he dared to choose this activity, he must be able to draw, right?"

"Unbelievably beautiful!"

"..."

The live stream chat was flooded with comments, including a lot of praise and occasionally some comments about Chen Yuan.

Before the first day of recording aired, the only person unfamiliar to the audience was Chen Yuan. Compared to Lu Zeyan, who was the vice president of an investment bank, Chen Yuan, who only had the title of creator, was unknown to anyone.

"Let's go." Zhang Jianjian had already gotten used to this outfit, so it wasn't anything new to her.

She is a film and television actress herself, and she has worn ancient style costumes a lot.

"Hmm." Chen Ye came back to his senses, nodded, and then the two of them set off with the photographer.

Before long, the two arrived at the first sketching spot in the bamboo garden, an open-air pavilion.

Surrounded by five types of bamboo, with a gently rippling lake behind.

"How am I supposed to cooperate?" Zhang Jianjian asked curiously, looking at Chen Yuan.

Earlier, Chen Yuan had regretted revealing his ability to draw, but now he wasn't so regretful.

A sketching model like this is something you can only dream of.

Since such an opportunity is rare, I naturally want to refresh my skills.

He put down his drawing board and other tools, and then looked at the scene before him.

From the vantage point, this place is beautiful, with bamboo leaves falling and a gentle breeze caressing your face.

Chen Yuan quickly came up with a plan and said, "Lean against the railing, turn to face me, and place your hands on the railing."

"Oh." Upon hearing this, Zhang Jianjian walked up to the pavilion, and as Chen Yuan had instructed, leaned against the wooden railing, then looked back at Chen Yuan.

"The wind is blowing in the wrong direction; we need to face the wind."

"Is it against the wind?" Zhang Jianjian sensed the direction of the wind, then turned around. The next moment, a gust of wind blew, and her hair swayed in the wind, her sky-blue gauze shawl swirling around her like flowing clouds.

"That's right, that's it!" Chen Yuan was a little excited; this was simply the perfect model for sketching.

With the composition in place, Chen Yuan didn't waste any time. He set up the easel, placed the brushes and other tools aside, and then began to adjust the starting position of the brushstrokes.

Soon, everything quieted down.

The sound of a gentle breeze, falling leaves, swaying bamboo, and rustling on drawing paper.

Zhang Jianjian looked at Chen Yuan, her thoughts already wandering far away. Daydreaming was one of her talents, especially when filming. While waiting, she would always like to stare blankly at something.

However, this time, she quickly came to her senses and looked at Chen Yuan, who was focused and occasionally looked up at her, and became slightly curious about this man.

This guy doesn't seem that bad, so how come he can't even write a single song?

Next time, I'll ask him for one of his older works to listen to.

Is he from southern Guangdong?

He's actually quite tall; it seems he's the tallest person besides Ji Chengyu.

Zhang Jianjian muttered to himself, and before he knew it, he seemed to have been in this position for quite some time.

Just as she was about to move, Chen Yuan suddenly stopped what he was doing and said, "That's enough. Next is coloring. You don't need to stand anymore."

"Oh?"

"Can I go and take a look?" Zhang Jianjian asked in surprise.

"Okay, sure." Chen Yuan nodded slightly, then began to select markers.