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

The hotel corridor was quiet, and the doors to the luxury suites were ajar.

Chen Ye grabbed Wang Zhengyu's arm and forcibly dragged him toward the balcony.

Wang Zhengyu clutched the program script tightly in his arms.

"Yezi, what are you doing!"

Wang Zhengyu lowered his voice, his face full of vigilance.

"Tell me honestly, are you trying to pull strings again? Let me tell you, today's holiday is a perk, tomorrow's going to be even better. Don't expect to get any special treatment!"

Chen Ye laughed in exasperation.

He let go.

"Old Wang, your paranoia is getting worse. Do you think I'd even bother looking at your lousy notebook?"

Chen Ye raised his chin.

"I have important business to attend to."

Wang Zhengyu straightened his wrinkled clothes with a mixture of disbelief and skepticism.

The sliding glass door of the suite was opened.

Deng Chao and Chen He came out one after the other.

The two people each held a disposable paper cup containing grapes that had just been rinsed with cold water.

The balcony door was closed again.

The four men huddled together by the railing, forming an impenetrable formation.

A night breeze blew, and the atmosphere inexplicably became serious.

"What on earth is causing all this strange behavior?" Wang Zhengyu picked up a grape and popped it into his mouth.

Chen Ye leaned against the railing, his hands in his pockets.

"Old Wang." Chen Ye stared at him.

"You've been watching the monitors all day, didn't you notice anything amiss?"

Wang Zhengyu was stunned.

Who got close to it?

"Who messed up? That's impossible! I watched the entire live stream today, the traffic was great, everything was normal!"

Chen He spat out a grape skin with disgust.

"Old Wang, with your level of observation skills, you only became the chief director because these sugar daddies are blind."

Chen He nudged Wang Zhengyu with his shoulder and gestured with his chin toward the house.

"Think about it from the perspective of the little deer."

Wang Zhengyu began frantically searching his mind for Lu Han's performance today.

Roller skating.

Falling flat on the ground.

Tie the shoelaces.

Sing "To My Beloved" a cappella.

The images flashed by frame by frame.

"Little deer?" Wang Zhengyu frowned.

"He's in great shape today, he's trending on social media a few times... wait a minute!"

Wang Zhengyu stopped chewing.

"I'm in!" Wang Zhengyu said, looking at the three of them.

"Him and Dilraba?!"

Chen Ye, Chen He, and Deng Chao all nodded in unison.

He revealed a relieved smile, as if he had finally seen the light in the end.

Wang Zhengyu was completely devastated.

This scandal caused a huge uproar online back then, and today, right under his nose, their old flame has rekindled.

"It's not that we're big mouths, Lao Wang," Chen Ye explained.

"This application was submitted by Xiaolu himself. He's shy and didn't want to tell you directly, so he insisted that we do it for him."

Chen Ye raised an eyebrow.

"What he meant was that for the rest of the filming, there would be any group competitions or double tasks."

"As the director, could you perhaps use a little bit of behind-the-scenes influence to put him and Dilraba in the same group more often?"

Wang Zhengyu's professional directorial instincts instantly kicked in.

"No problem! What's the big deal!"

Wang Zhengyu slapped his thigh in excitement.

"Holy crap! This is unprecedented exclusive traffic! Should I make a contingency plan immediately?"

Old Wang started spinning in circles.

"Last time, Yezi's confession was too rushed. This time, we have to go all out. I'm going to call the title sponsor right now to get more sponsorship! We absolutely have to make it an epic, romantic spectacle!"

Chen He was so shocked that he couldn't even swallow the grapes.

"Stop, stop, stop!" Chen He stretched out his fat hand and covered Old Wang's mouth.

"Stop acting crazy!"

Chen Ye was speechless.

"Old Wang, calm down."

Chen Ye slapped Lao Wang's hand away.

"Are you filming the finale of an idol drama?"

"Are you blind? That silly roe deer doesn't even have a title yet. This is a one-sided, desperate courtship phase filled with unrequited love and extreme tug-of-war!"

"Dilraba doesn't even reply to his WeChat messages, and you're talking about an epic romantic scene!"

"Do you want him to die even faster, or do you want tomorrow's headlines to be 'Former top idol uses capital to pressure and force a popular actress to reconcile'?"

Wang Zhengyu was stunned by the barrage of criticism.

"Oh..." Old Wang scratched the edge of his bald spot.

"So, you mean we just need to secretly create some alone time for them, right?"

"That's right." Deng Chao patted Old Wang on the shoulder, smiling kindly.

"That's called secretly helping someone out."

Wang Zhengyu was completely relieved.

As long as it wasn't a broadcasting accident, it's fine.

He was more than happy to act as matchmaker for Lu Han, not only because it was a convenient way to do her a favor, but also because it would generate plenty of buzz.

Chen Ye stretched.

"So, now that we've laid everything out in the open, you can drink as much as you want with us tonight, right?"

Wang Zhengyu's eyes lit up.

"I have to drink it!" He turned and walked into the house.

"Wait for me for five minutes!"

Less than five minutes.

Wang Zhengyu used a walkie-talkie to call over three staff members from the equipment team.

Under the watchful eyes of Chen Ye and the others, the three young men wearing baseball caps worked with remarkable speed, dismantling the hidden cameras and microphones in the suite completely.

They even spared the backup positions for the ventilation vents.

When these people get drunk, they'll be talking about absolutely explosive topics. To keep our jobs, cutting off all recording devices is the wisest choice.

The staff carried a pile of equipment out of the room.

The doorbell rang for room service.

Several large carts of food were pushed in.

Crayfish, kebabs, braised dishes, beer, and baijiu (Chinese liquor) filled the oversized coffee table to the brim.

Everyone was starving, so without saying a word, they sat down and started eating.

For the first half hour, the only sounds in the room were chewing and peeling shrimp.

Once half the food on the table had been eaten, the alcohol began to take over.

The venue naturally split into two groups.

To the left of the sofa.

Song Yuqi, Dilraba, and Angelababy each held a can of chilled Corona.

They huddled together, whispering about skincare products and magazine covers, occasionally bursting into cheerful laughter.

On the right side of the coffee table, the men's battle was far more brutal.

Chen Ye skillfully unscrewed a bottle of 52-proof liquor.

Fill the glass to the brim, and give each person a 2.5-ounce serving glass.

Deng Chao, Chen He, Lu Han, Li Chen, Zheng Kai, Tao Zhe, Wang Mian, plus Lao Wang, none of them escaped.

After a few glasses of strong liquor, the men's faces immediately flushed red.

Chen Ye held his cup and glanced discreetly at Lu Han across from him.

Lu Han was looking down, mechanically gnawing on a duck neck.

His gaze kept drifting uncontrollably towards Dilraba on the sofa to his left.

Chen Ye withdrew his gaze and looked at Deng Chao and Chen He beside him, subtly raising his right eyebrow.

Signal transmission complete.

Chen He immediately picked up on the joke.

He threw the skewer in his hand onto the table.

"Brothers! Drinking alone is no fun!" Chen He roared.

"That's what drunkards do! We need to have some games to liven things up!"

Zheng Kai was fighting with a hairy crab when he heard this and looked up.

"What game? Rock-paper-scissors?"

"Too tacky!" Deng Chao waved his hand dismissively.

"Play Truth or Dare! The winner is determined by whether the answer is seven!"

Deng Chao directly stated the rules.

"Count clockwise from one to one hundred. When you reach seven or a multiple of seven, don't make a sound, just tap the table."

"Whoever doesn't react in time, or shouts it out immediately, loses!"

Chen Ye smiled and nodded.

"Agreed, simple and direct, Lu Ge, what do you think?"

Lu Han suddenly raised his head.

He looked at Chen Ye's ambiguous smile, then glanced at Deng Chao and Chen He, who were eager to try.

These three scoundrels have no good intentions.

But now they're in a bind; refusing would make them seem guilty.

"Sure, let's go." Lu Han forced a calm expression.

"Okay! I'll start!" Chen He rubbed his chubby hands together.

"one!"

"Two!" Deng Chao continued.

"Three!" Wang Zhengyu followed closely behind.

At first, everyone was relatively clear-headed.

After one round, it went smoothly.

As the speed increased, the rhythm began to get out of control.

The men's voices grew louder and louder.

"Thirteen!"

*Smack!* Zheng Kai slammed his fist on the table.

"Fifteen!" Li Chen shouted.

Chen Ye leaned back on the sofa cushions, shelling edamame while keeping his eyes fixed on the table.

The essence of this type of game, which relies on muscle memory, lies in the sense of pressure.

When the speed is so fast that the brain can't process the numbers, instinct takes over.

"Nineteen!" Tao Zhe.

"Twenty!" Wang Mian exclaimed.

*Smack!* Chen He slammed his fist on the table.

"Twenty-two!" Deng Chao exclaimed.

"Twenty-three!" Wang Zhengyu exclaimed.

"Twenty-four!" Li Chen exclaimed.

"Twenty-five!" Zheng Kai exclaimed.

"Twenty-six!"

Chen Ye's voice suddenly rose in pitch.

His speech was timed perfectly, just half a second before Lu Han was about to speak.

Everyone's movements froze instantly.

All the men's eyes were fixed on Lu Han.

The girls chatting on the sofa were also drawn to Chen Ye's shout.

Song Yuqi turned her head and nudged Dilraba's arm with her elbow.

Reba turned her head to the side, her cool gaze sweeping across half the living room before landing on Lu Han.

Just one glance.

The aftereffects of alcohol.

A brain shutdown.

And then there was the sudden glance from her sweetheart.

Lu Han's defense mechanism completely collapsed, and the rules of the game vanished instantly.

He opened his mouth.

"Twenty-seven!"

His pronunciation was clear and resonant, and his voice was incredibly loud.

The room fell into an eerie stillness for a second.

Followed by.

"Hahahahaha!"

Chen He burst into wild laughter, flipped over off the plastic stool, and rolled on the ground.

"Incredible! Absolutely incredible!" Deng Chao laughed until tears streamed down his face, frantically pounding on the glass edge of the coffee table.

"Twenty-seven! You actually called it twenty-seven! What kind of incredible math ability is this?!"

Zheng Kai and Li Chen laughed so hard they almost fell over.

Lu Han's face flushed bright red instantly.

Her face turned red all the way down to her neck.

He stood frozen in place, still holding the half-eaten duck neck in his hand, wishing he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Chen Ye smiled and pulled out two tissues to wipe the edamame juice off his fingers.

He leaned forward slightly.

Elbows resting on knees.

That cynical gaze was fixed on Lu Han, whose face was flushed.

"Brother Lu".

Chen Ye's voice wasn't loud, but it was exceptionally clear amidst the room's boisterous laughter.

"You have to accept the consequences of your bet."

Chen Ye raised one eyebrow and a smile curved his lips.

"So, truth or dare?"

The third house number is: 231, 908, 732