A person in Wuha: The whole internet is urging me to get back together with my ex!

The phone went dead.

Chen Ye took the phone away from his ear and stared at the screen for two seconds.

He's dead already?

There's really no way to deal with these working-class people; they have even bigger tempers than him.

He casually tossed his phone onto the bedside table and turned to look at Song Yuqi, who was sleeping soundly beside him.

Song Yuqi was wrapped tightly in the blanket, with only half of her head showing.

"Wake up, the sun's already high in the sky."

Chen Ye reached out and pinched Song Yuqi's nose.

Song Yuqi was struggling to breathe, her brows furrowed in a frown.

She opened her mouth to breathe and groggily opened one eye.

"What are you doing...?"

Her voice was thick with a nasal tone.

"Sister Qian called."

Chen Ye patted her face.

"The production crew will be here in two hours."

Upon hearing the words "production team," Song Yuqi's previously malfunctioning brain instantly restarted.

She opened her eyes wide and jumped right out of bed.

"What?!"

Song Yuqi threw off the blanket, her tuft of hair sticking up in all directions.

"Weren't you supposed to record this afternoon? Why are you here now?!"

"They want to film a pilot episode to document the guests' daily lives."

Chen Ye got out of bed slowly and stretched.

Upon hearing this, Song Yuqi stamped her feet in frustration.

Can female celebrities in the Chinese entertainment industry just show their bare faces to anyone?

Even if she has a great foundation, she still needs to apply a base and a BB cream under ultra-high-definition cameras!

"I'm going to die! I'm going to die!"

Song Yuqi rushed to the bathroom barefoot.

Why didn't you wake me up sooner!

Chen Ye watched her hurried and flustered figure and couldn't help but laugh.

"Didn't I just finish a phone call and then call you?"

The buzzing of an electric toothbrush came from the bathroom, mixed with Song Yuqi's indistinct urging.

"Go check if Lu Ge is awake yet!!"

Chen Ye responded and slipped out of the guest room in his slippers.

Upon entering the living room, it was eerily quiet.

The heavy blackout curtains completely blocked out the room, preventing any light from getting in.

Chen Ye walked to the door of Lu Han's master bedroom in the dark and pushed it open.

On the large bed, a figure was raised by the thick winter quilt, breathing very steadily.

He was sleeping so soundly.

Chen Ye walked to the bedside and, without any politeness, kicked the edge of the bed.

The bed shook.

Lu hummed incoherently, turned over, and continued sleeping.

Hey, this sleep quality is something else!

Chen Ye reached out and grabbed the tuft of hair on Lu Han's head.

Pull it up forcefully.

"Aww!"

Lu Han winced in pain and sat bolt upright.

He stared with his eyes half-open, his face contorted with pain and confusion, at the dark figures looming around the bed.

"Damn it..."

Before Lu Han could even process what was happening, he had already started talking.

"What's wrong with you so early in the morning, Yezi?"

Chen Ye crossed his arms and looked down at him.

"You can continue sleeping."

Chen Ye's tone was extremely calm.

"Anyway, in a little while, the crew of the 'Divas Hit the Road' program from Mango TV will come in with their cameras and microphones."

"At that time, the whole country will be able to see that the top celebrity in the Chinese entertainment industry not only snores when he sleeps, but also drools."

This statement is extremely damaging.

Lu Han paused for two seconds, then suddenly lowered her head and wiped the corner of her mouth.

Damn it, this bastard tricked me.

But this time he was fully awake.

"Why are they here so early?!"

Lu Han couldn't hold back any longer. Without even putting on her shoes, she ran outside barefoot.

"Holy crap, I drank last night, my face must be swollen!"

Chen Ye looked at his panicked and haphazard manner and shook his head with a smile.

More than two hours later.

The three of them finally gathered in the living room.

Chen Ye gave himself an extremely neat three-seven side back.

In December, it was already cold outside in Beijing.

He pulled out a high-quality black cashmere coat, paired with a turtleneck sweater underneath, looking both warm and stylish.

On the sofa next to me.

Song Yuqi has already created an extremely perfect "no-makeup makeup" look.

She wore a loose camel-colored knit sweater, her long hair casually draped over her shoulders, looking both languid and sophisticated.

The most amazing thing was Lu Han, who not only took a cold shower to reduce the swelling.

He also styled his hair in an extremely flowing way and even applied a thin layer of foundation.

Her face was so fair and smooth that you could almost squeeze water out of it; there was no trace of a hangover or staying up all night.

"Your idol image is practically welded to you, isn't it?"

Looking at Lu Han's delicate features, Chen Ye couldn't help but make a sarcastic remark.

Lu Han straightened her bangs while looking at her phone screen.

"What do you know? This is called being responsible to the audience."

Just then, Lu Han's phone, which she had tossed on the coffee table, suddenly lit up.

The caller ID shows it's from the main gate security office.

Lu Han answered the phone.

"Mr. Lu, there are a few people at the main gate who claim to be from a TV program crew. They say they want to come up and see you."

The voice of a security guard dutifully came from the other end of the phone.

"Yes, yes, I'm the one who called them here."

Lu Han quickly spoke up.

"Let them through, let them come up directly."

After hanging up the phone, Lu Han cleared her throat.

"They're here."

Chen Ye leaned back on the sofa and crossed his legs.

"Come on then, don't make it sound like we're going to war."

Ten minutes later.

Doorbell rang.

Lu Han quickly ran over to open the door.

The door opened.

Three burly men carrying professional cameras filmed him directly in the face.

Standing next to him was a female director wearing black-rimmed glasses and a big smile on her face.

"Good afternoon, Teacher Lu!"

The female director had a clear, bright voice and a cheerful expression.

"You've started recording so early?"

Although Lu Han was cursing inwardly, she still wore an extremely professional, silly smile on her face.

Yes, yes.

The female director nodded and peeked into the room.

"Did Teacher Chen and Teacher Song rest here last night?"

"Yes, yes."

Lu Han turned his body to the side.

"Please come in, it must be cold outside."

The female director led the cameraman into the entrance hall.

As soon as the crew entered, their eyes started darting around.

This panoramic floor-to-ceiling window penthouse exudes an air of ostentatious wealth, both in its location and its decor.

The female director was speechless with astonishment.

I'd heard long ago that this top celebrity had a solid foundation, but this isn't just a solid foundation, it's a gold mine!

And the thought of two incredibly famous figures sitting inside the room is quite something.

She was also a little apprehensive.

What if they have a bad temper and are difficult to please?

The female director and three cameramen obediently changed into shoe covers and followed Lu Han into the living room.

I had just turned past the entrance hall.

Then I saw Chen Ye and Song Yuqi sitting side by side on that huge leather sofa.

The two smiled at the camera in a very friendly manner.

Good afternoon, everyone.

Chen Ye took the initiative to greet him, showing absolutely no airs of a superstar.

Have you eaten yet?

"I've eaten."

The female director quickly responded, nodding repeatedly.

Teacher Chen looks quite fierce, but I didn't expect him to be so down-to-earth in private!

Lu Han gestured for the female director to sit down on the single sofa next to her.

The three cameramen immediately dispersed, found good positions, and locked their lenses onto the three top celebrities on the sofa.

The female director opened her notebook, her smile fading as she adopted a businesslike expression.

"Teachers, our journey officially begins now."

Chen Ye and the other two nodded in agreement.

The female director pulled three exquisite envelopes out of her bag.

She stood up and handed them to Chen Ye, Lu Han, and Song Yuqi respectively.

"This is our mission card for this stop."

Song Yuqi held the envelope, deftly tore open the seal, and pulled out a card from inside.

She cleared her throat and began reading the contents of the card.

"Welcome to all the members of the 'Divas Hit the Road' group!"

"You are about to embark on your journey in 'Divas Hit the Road: Silk Road Season'."

"This is a study tour that spans three countries. You will need to complete all the required courses within the specified time."

As she read this, Song Yuqi looked up at Chen Ye.

"This wording sounds rather official."

Chen Ye didn't speak, gesturing for her to continue.

"The first country you are going to is the S-Te Camel Country."

"To help everyone better understand the Camel Country, we have specially invited the Cultural Counselor of the Camel Country in China to give you the first lesson of your study tour."

"We will depart at 2 p.m. today and arrive at the Cultural Office of the Camel Kingdom in China before 3 p.m. sharp."

Chen Ye checked the time and found it was only a little past one, almost two o'clock, so there was no rush.

All of the above is nonsense.

Chen Ye mentally filtered out the useless information and waited for the main event.

Song Yuqi flipped the card over and read the last paragraph.

"Next, we will proceed with the application for transportation expenses in order of distance from farthest to closest."

"Now."

Song Yuqi paused for a moment, her eyes widening slightly.

Please share the NT$150 transportation fee and make your own way to the destination.

The living room fell silent.

Lu Han blinked and turned to look at the female director.

Chen Ye was so angry he laughed.

"How much?"

Chen Ye looked at the female director and asked a question in return.

"150 yuan."

The female director repeated it without blushing or skipping a beat, with absolute certainty.

"Our focus this season is budget travel."

Budget travel?

Chen Ye's lips curled into a smile.

150 yuan, in a place like Beijing, and it would take ten people to relay it?

Is this a journey to the Western Paradise to obtain Buddhist scriptures or a survival adventure in the wilderness?

The subway is too crowded, and the bus is too slow.

With a bunch of cameras and luggage to carry, taking a taxi would cost 150 yuan, barely enough to cover the starting fare and congestion fee.

"That thing."

Song Yuqi turned to look at Lu Han.

"Brother Lu, how far is your home from that cultural affairs office?"

Lu Han scratched her carefully styled hair.

"I don't know."

Lu Han looked completely bewildered.

"I usually have a driver when I go out, and I don't remember the way."

The female director interjected at the opportune moment, with a standard professional smile on her face.

"Teacher Lu, your place isn't far from the Cultural Affairs Bureau, only a little over three kilometers away."

More than three kilometers.

Chen Ye considered it in his mind.

The distance isn't far.

Normally, these three kilometers would be just a matter of stepping on the gas.

"Wait a minute."

Chen Ye looked at the female director.

"You mean, for the ten of us, the total cost for travel expenses is only 150 yuan?"

The female director nodded earnestly.

"Yes, Teacher Chen, and the meaning of 'relay' is that if others spend more, you will have less money left."

"The three of you live relatively close by, but the other teachers live farther away. What if they run out of money..."

The female director deliberately left the story in suspense and didn't continue.

Isn't this clearly an attempt to cause trouble?

The production team hoped that this impoverished situation would create conflict and laughs.

If those celebrities were to lower themselves and haggle with people on the street for just a few dollars...

This ratings are absolutely going to explode.

pity.

They encountered Chen Ye.

Want to see him have some fun?

No way.

"Understood."

Chen Ye nodded.

"Shall we drive our own car then?"

Chen Ye pointed in the direction of the underground parking garage.

"Brother Lu has a car, and we both have cars too. It'll be free. Can we drive there ourselves?"

The female director immediately stopped it.

"No, Teacher Chen."

The female director refused righteously and firmly.

"The rules are very clear: you have to pay and choose your mode of transportation."

"Your car is your own property, this constitutes cheating."

They won't let you drive your own car.

It costs money.

Choose your mode of transportation.

These three key pieces of information went through Chen Ye's mind.

A brilliant idea took shape.

Chen Ye stroked his chin and smiled.

Song Yuqi knows that smile all too well.

Whenever Chen Ye showed this expression, it meant someone was about to be in trouble.

as predicted.

Chen Ye leaned forward and stared at the female director.

"So, what you mean is..."

Chen Ye slowed down his speech.

"We can drive if we want."

"But you absolutely can't drive your own car; it has to be a 'rented' car, right?"

The female director stood there, stunned, staring at Chen Ye.

Rent a car?

The total budget is 150 yuan, and we still don't know how much the people before us spent.

With this amount of money, let alone renting a car, it would be difficult to even rent an elderly mobility scooter.

She thought Chen Ye was making a death throes.

The female director nodded firmly.

"Yes, as long as you can use the remaining funds to rent a car, that's perfectly fine."

Chen Ye's eyes lit up.

That's it.

They've fallen for it.

Sitting next to Chen Ye, Lu Han, seeing his confident demeanor, also had her own guesses.