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

Wang Zhengyu stood in the corridor, holding a megaphone, and shouted, "Dismissed, everyone, take a shower!"

Everyone left quickly.

There's nothing else to it, but the smell of this herring is just too intoxicating; it feels like your skin is fermenting when it gets on your clothes.

As a girl, Baby definitely shouldn't go to the men's room to shower.

She was covered in moisture and smelled bad, so Wang Zhengyu quickly asked the logistics department to prepare a separate new room for her to wash up.

Chen Ye led Song Yuqi back to their room on the second floor as if they were fleeing for their lives.

As soon as she opened the door, Song Yuqi rushed into the bathroom like a vicious dog pouncing on its prey, without even taking off her shoes.

The glass door was locked with a "bang".

"Honey, let me wash first! I need to scrub this layer of skin off!"

Chen Ye shook his head.

He walked to the sofa, slumped down in a starfish position, and took out his phone to start scrolling through short videos.

Taking a bath is a mystery for girls.

Makeup remover, facial cleanser, shampoo, conditioner, shower gel, body lotion.

A single combo can take at least an hour to execute.

Chen Ye was already used to this long wait.

The hotel's WiFi signal was excellent, and he swiped the screen rapidly with his fingertips.

After a morning of live streaming chaos, the entire short video platform is now flooded with posts about the water gun battle featuring Wuha.

A quick scroll through the search results revealed seven or eight related terms trending on the hot search list.

"Chen Ye, the Great Demon King, slaughters the entire map!"

"Wang Zulan was brutally shot in the head by the villain Lao Liu!"

"Old Deng is livestreaming himself eating shit!"

Chen Ye lay on the sofa, laughing so hard his stomach cramped, watching the meme on the screen of Deng Chao swallowing a herring dumpling and rolling his eyes.

I gave this video clip a big thumbs up.

He commented, "This is what happens when you're stubborn."

Time passed second by second.

The clock on the wall went around in a circle.

It took more than an hour before the sound of running water in the bathroom finally stopped.

The door hinge rotates.

Song Yuqi came out wearing a loose white T-shirt and shorts.

Her originally sticky hair was wrapped in a towel, and her fair cheeks were flushed from the steam.

She finally recovered from her refugee state and became a glamorous woman.

She plopped down in front of the vanity, opened her makeup bag, and began to rummage through her bottles and jars, preparing to put on some light makeup.

"It's finally my turn." Chen Ye pulled a black short-sleeved shirt and a pair of athletic shorts from his suitcase, turned around and went into the steamy bathroom.

Men's tactical showering has always emphasized efficiency.

Wet it, apply shower gel and shampoo, then rinse.

The entire set of movements was fluid and seamless, performed in one go.

Chen Ye stood under the shower with his eyes closed, feeling the warm water washing over his tired muscles.

In a great mood, he used the small showerhead as a microphone and started a personal concert in the cramped bathroom.

He was humming a divine song he had just copied... just "created".

The entire shower process took only five or six minutes at most before the showerhead was turned off with a "click".

Chen Ye grabbed a large bath towel and hastily dried his body.

She had only loosely wrapped a towel around her waist and walked to the bathroom mirror with her upper body bare.

He reached out and wiped away the condensation on the mirror.

A visually striking body came into view.

Broad shoulders, a perfect inverted triangle silhouette, and full but not exaggerated pectoral muscles.

The most lethal feature is the eight sculpted abdominal muscles and the sharp lines that blend into the edge of the towel along the V-line.

This is not something a normal person can achieve in a gym.

"Wonderful!"

Chen Ye raised an eyebrow at himself in the mirror and touched his abs.

This system deserves a thumbs up.

The God-Level Body Shaping Card is truly a miraculous item.

There wasn't an ounce of excess fat, and every muscle was positioned in a way that perfectly matched the limits of human aesthetics.

If this were posted online, the comment section would probably be flooded with a bunch of crazy female fans calling him "husband."

Of course, it's better to save such a good thing for your wife to enjoy slowly.

Chen Ye spun around twice in front of the mirror, admiring his body from every angle.

Only then did he leisurely grab the hairdryer, casually ruffle his hair a couple of times, put on the black short-sleeved shirt, and go out.

The outer room.

Song Yuqi had just applied nude lipstick to her lips and turned to smile at Chen Ye.

"Let's go, honey, I'm starving."

The two held hands, pushed open the door, and strolled to the rooftop terrace on the second floor where they had dinner and drinks the night before.

As soon as Chen Ye stepped onto the wooden floor of the rooftop, he saw a large group of starving ghosts already sitting around the big solid wood table.

Chen He, Lu Han, Deng Chao, Li Chen, Tao Zhe, Wang Zulan, Wang Baoqiang, Wang Mian, Zheng Kai.

Nine grown men, dressed in clean casual clothes, were staring at the dozen or so local hearty dishes on the table, swallowing hard.

Just as Chen Ye and Song Yuqi pulled out their chairs and sat down, footsteps came from the stairwell.

Baby, who had changed into casual clothes, quickly walked over and sat down.

Everyone's here.

The group of people even skipped the pleasantries.

This morning, I was forced to turn on by Chen Ye's loudspeaker, which was comparable to an air raid siren. Before I could even drink a drop of water, Lao Wang dragged me to play a half-hour water gun battle with heavy firepower. My stamina bar was already completely depleted.

"Let's eat! Let's eat!" Deng Chao shouted.

The long table was instantly swept clean by a whirlwind.

Forget top idols, forget the original Running Man cast, they all transformed into hungry wolves at this moment.

Chen He's chubby hands swung the chopsticks, creating afterimages. He held a chicken leg in his left hand and a piece of braised pork in his right, his mouth dripping with oil.

Li Chen buried his head in his rice and finished the bowl of white rice in three bites.

Chen Ye was not to be outdone. He picked up a piece of pork rib and stuffed it into his mouth, while also serving his wife a piece of green vegetables.

These people ate in front of the camera without any regard for their image.

More than half an hour later.

The plates on the table were almost completely cleared out.

Chen He slumped back in his chair, his eyes staring unfocused at the ceiling.

He patted his round belly with both hands with satisfaction and let out an extremely comfortable sigh.

"Awesome! This meal saved my life, the food is so authentic."

Deng Chao rubbed his stomach and let out a long, satisfied burp.

"It really tastes good. Old Wang has finally become a decent human being."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Zhengyu's smiling face appeared on the stairs leading to the rooftop.

He held a walkie-talkie in his hand and scanned the group of well-fed young masters.

"Everyone, please go back to your rooms later and take your phones, chargers, and other personal belongings with you."

"The production team has designated personnel to handle the transport of large suitcases and changes of clothes."

Old Wang never speaks anything good.

It seems they're rushing to be reincarnated.

Chen Ye leaned back in his chair, picking his teeth with a toothpick.

He glanced at Wang Zhengyu sideways.

"Old Wang, which illegal brick kiln are you planning to take us to this time to sell us off?"

Wang Zhengyu grinned, his face full of mystery.

"This time it's definitely a welfare program. Our conditions have been upgraded. We won't be taking the Coaster anymore; four people will share a comfortable minivan."

Wang Zhengyu paused deliberately, staring intently at Deng Chao.

"As for our destination... let's go to Chao Ge's hometown, N Chang!"

The place name came out.

Deng Chao's eyes suddenly flashed with a terrifying light.

Just like an old tree that has been parched for a long time and then receives timely rain, he immediately jumped up from his chair.

His imposing manner made it seem as if the unfortunate fellow who had just been tormented by the herring dumplings was not him at all.

"Really?! To my hometown?!" Deng Chao danced wildly with joy, waving his hands excitedly in the air.

"Just as I expected! I knew your production team would have to come to my turf to pay their respects sooner or later!"

Overjoyed, Deng Chao turned around and shouted at all the brothers present.

"This is it, brothers! Once we're on my turf, the mixed rice noodles will be so good you'll be stuffed! Nobody's allowed to run away!"

Seeing Deng Chao like this, everyone burst into laughter.

"Hurry up! Stop dawdling! Pack up and go back inside to get the charger!"

"Following Old Deng means you'll get to eat meat! Let's go!"

Deng Chao kicked Chen He's chair leg and hurriedly started to shoo him away.

Everyone stood up lazily and slowly went downstairs back to their rooms.

Back inside, Chen Ye stuffed the two power banks into his pocket and picked up his phone.

A dozen minutes later, everyone strolled over and gathered in the courtyard downstairs at the villa.

Sure enough, three sleek, imposing black Buick minivans were parked at the entrance.

He changed his previous stingy and shabby style.

Without any hesitation, Chen Ye pulled Song Yuqi and climbed into the back seat of the first car.

Baby followed closely behind and got into the car as well.

The two girls naturally sat in the last row of seats.

Lu Han opened the car door and sat down in the middle single airline seat without saying a word.

Chen Ye raised an eyebrow and sat down in the seat next to Lu Han.

The remaining people were naturally dispersed.

Deng Chao forcibly shoved Chen He, Tao Zhe, and Wang Mian into the second car.

They formed a conspicuous array of bags, so noisy they could practically lift the roof off a car.

Li Chen, Zheng Kai, Wang Zulan, and Wang Baoqiang, these four old buddies, tacitly booked the last car.

Everyone was seated.

Old Wang's instructions came through the walkie-talkie.

Three black minivans started up one after another and drove out of the resort in a grand manner, speeding directly onto the highway leading to Nchang.

The air conditioning in the carriage was on full blast.

In the last row of seats, Song Yuqi and Baby sat head to head.

The two girls were chatting about some juicy gossip in the Chinese entertainment industry, whispering to each other while covering their mouths the whole time.

Every now and then, she would burst into a suppressed giggle.

Chen Ye adjusted the seat back, comfortably stretched out his legs, and used the airline seat as a mobile bed.

He took out his phone and continued scrolling through the silly short videos he hadn't finished watching earlier.

As he was scrolling, Chen Ye turned his head.

He glanced at Lu Han beside him out of the corner of his eye.

He was staring intently at the shadows of trees rushing past the car window.

He had a U-shaped pillow around his neck, and he shrunk into the large leather seat like a deflated balloon.

The intense emotions of sorrow, despair, and unfulfilled longing that overflowed from the screen.

They could practically be made into an 80-episode melodramatic soap opera.

He's a perfect example of a wife-waiting stone, never receiving a reply from his wife.

Chen Ye rolled his eyes dramatically in his mind.

This guy is probably still depressed because his phone call was hung up on last night and he hasn't received a reply on WeChat yet.

With such a stubborn attitude, why did you ever think of going and making a public announcement with someone else to make Dilraba jealous back then?

What a terrible thing to do.

Chen Ye couldn't be bothered to offer any advice or comfort.

The pure-hearted warrior who is stuck in a dead end needs to break free of his cocoon and transform himself.

He simply watched coldly as the kid tormented himself repeatedly.

However, whether it's Lu Han, who's currently in a state of emo, or Chen Ye, who's given up and given up, it's all the same.

No one on the bus knew what tricks Wang Zhengyu was playing behind the scenes.

Just now.

Wang Zhengyu, sitting in the passenger seat of the lead car, was looking at his phone with a smile.

His WeChat screen was stuck in a group chat.

The message above was a confirmation from Dilraba's management team.

"The flight will land at N Chang Airport on time at 1 pm tomorrow. The filming will be completed, and I will definitely join the crew on time."

After reading the message, Lao Wang quickly locked his screen.

Put your phone in your pocket.

A cunning, sly smile appeared on his fat face.

The nuclear weapon of ratings is about to be airdropped tomorrow.

I'm going to blast you guys to a crisp this time.

More than three hours of high-speed racing.

The sky outside the car window changed from a dazzling bright white to a dim gray-blue.

The roadside scenery finally transformed into towering, dense buildings.

The neon lights in Nchang city stretched out dazzling light trails outside the car windows.

The convoy drove smoothly into the parking lot in front of a five-star hotel in the city center.

It was completely dark by then.

Everyone pushed open the car door, stretched, yawned, and got out of the car.

Feel the gentle evening breeze that is unique to this city at night.

As soon as Deng Chao got out of the car, he took a deep breath, opened his arms wide, and shouted with ecstasy, "N Chang! I'm back!"

Everyone ignored his neurotic outburst and headed towards the hotel lobby.

Just then.

Wang Zhengyu, holding that creepy megaphone, stood in front of the gate right on time.

"Thank you for your hard work, everyone. You've traveled for over three hours."

Wang Zhengyu's smile was more dazzling than the hotel lobby's glittering chandelier.

"All the rooms are ready. Everyone, please take your room keys and go upstairs to rest."

He paused deliberately.

Old Wang raised the loudspeaker, his tone unusually light and gentle.

"Most importantly, there are no games scheduled for tomorrow during the day!"

"Tomorrow is your free time! The whole day is off!"

"Everyone is free to go wherever they want, eat whatever they want. The cameras will just follow you from a distance and will absolutely not interfere with any of your actions!"

As soon as those words were spoken...

The group, who were about to move forward, froze in place.

Deng Chao, who had been so loud and boisterous just moments before, immediately shut his mouth.

A gust of wind blew through the room.

Chen Ye stared at Old Wang's smiling face and narrowed his eyes.

Something's fishy.

This is seriously suspicious.

Would someone like Lao Wang, the epitome of exploitative vampires, really be so kind as to give a guest a full-day paid leave?

This is even more unbelievable than a dog refusing to eat excrement.

Chen Ye sneered.

Something unusual must be going on.

This old bastard is definitely brewing a move that could shatter the heavens.