My cousin asked me to go to Wuha, and Hanikezi stuck to me.

Chen Yi reached out and took the contract, the paper making a crisp sound in his hand.

Chen He grabbed his arm and pulled Chen Yi into the living room.

A young girl was sitting on the sofa in the living room.

Short hair, holding a tablet computer in her arms.

When the girl saw the two of them come out, she immediately stood up.

"Hello, Brother Yi. I'm Brother He's temporary manager, Xiao Fang."

Xiao Fang bowed.

Chen Yi walked to the sofa, sat down, and spread the contract on the coffee table.

"I won't sign this contract."

Chen Yi pointed to the third page.

"A mere 20,000 for the appearance fee, but a 5 million penalty for breach of contract! Are you asking me to save the day, or are you trying to extort money from me?"

Chen He walked over and slammed his hand on the table.

"This is an industry standard contract! For a complete novice like you, Old Wang is already making an exception by offering you 20,000!"

Chen Yi leaned back on the sofa.

"I did the math. Taking three days off will deduct from your full attendance bonus, plus the taxi fare to and from the airport, after taxes, I'll actually have to pay you back for that 20,000 yuan."

Chen He got anxious.

"Food, lodging, and airfare all included! You don't have to spend a single penny!"

Chen Yi remained unmoved.

"What if I break my leg on the show? Does this cover workers' compensation?"

Xiao Fang quickly handed him a pen.

"Brother Yi, the production team has purchased high-value accident insurance. Director Wang is urging us to sign it first. If there are any business collaborations later, we can discuss the revenue sharing ratio."

Chen Yi did not take the pen.

"Making empty promises doesn't work on me; I'm only recording this one episode."

"You even dared to write down a penalty of five million; how could I dare to sign it without reading it carefully?"

Chen Yi read on, word by word.

"Unconditional use of portrait rights? No, it can only be used for the promotion of this episode."

"Cooperate with the show's hype? No way, I sell my art, not my body."

Chen He couldn't listen anymore.

"Who would want to create hype for someone like you who doesn't even have a Baidu Baike (Chinese Wikipedia) entry!"

Chen Yi picked up his pen.

"Just in case a female celebrity takes a liking to me."

Chen He rolled his eyes.

Chen Yi signed his name at the end of the contract and threw the pen back onto the coffee table.

Xiao Fang put away the contract and picked up two shopping bags from the side.

"Brother Yi, these are the outfits for tomorrow's recording. Please try them on and see if they fit."

Chen Yi took the bag and took out a piece of clothing.

The color is glaring; it's a highly saturated fluorescent green.

Chen Yi threw the clothes back into the bag.

"Are you planning to have me direct traffic?"

Chen He picked up the clothes and stuffed them into Chen Yi's arms.

"This is sponsored by our big spender! Everyone has to wear it! Go change now!"

Chen Yi took the clothes and went into the guest room.

Five minutes later, the guest room door opened.

Chen Yi walked out wearing that fluorescent green tracksuit.

Chen He was sitting on the sofa drinking water.

The moment she saw Chen Yi, she spat out a mouthful of water all over the carpet.

Xiao Fang's eyes lit up.

The same unattractive fluorescent green looks like a green steamed bun on Chen He, but on Chen Yi, it somehow manages to look like a male model on the runway.

Broad shoulders, narrow waist, long legs.

Chen He put down his water glass and circled around Chen Yi twice.

"Xiao Fang, did you get the wrong size? Why aren't his pants dragging on the ground?"

Xiao Fang coughed.

"Brother He, this is one size fits all."

Chen He pointed to his leg.

"Then why do I have to roll up the cuffs of my pants twice when I wear this outfit?!"

Chen Yi straightened his collar.

"Because your chassis is low and your center of gravity is stable."

Chen He was so angry he jumped up and down.

"Don't get cocky! Being handsome is useless on variety shows! Being funny is what matters!"

Chen He pointed to the sofa.

"Sit down! I'll give you some exam preparation now!"

Chen Yi sat back down on the sofa.

Chen He cleared his throat and struck a pose befitting a senior figure.

"When you get to the site tomorrow, remember these three things."

"First, you need to react when the camera zooms in; you can't just stand there like a wooden statue."

"Secondly, you have to catch the jokes that Chao Ge and Xiao Lu throw out."

"Third, and most importantly, don't you dare steal my thunder!"

In Chen Yi's mind, a mechanical, emotionless voice rang out.

"Ding!"

"[Variety Show Perception Lv3] triggered."

"Analyzing the target's statements: The other party is trying to limit your screen time and ensure their own screen time."

"Provide the optimal solution: ask a direct question, creating a logical paradox."

Chen Yi looked at Chen He.

"If I'm going to catch Chao Ge's joke, does that mean I stole your thunder?"

Chen He was stunned.

"Of course it counts!"

"Then I won't answer."

Chen Yi spread his hands.

"No way! If you don't answer, it'll create an awkward silence! And if it's awkward, Old Wang will start yelling!"

Chen He shouted.

"If I accept, I'll steal your thunder; if I don't, Old Wang will curse me."

Chen Yi countered with a question.

"Chen He, are you planning to make me stand there as a background character tomorrow, and also take the blame for it?"

Chen He was so speechless that he couldn't say a word.

Xiao Fang was trying her best to suppress her laughter, her shoulders twitching.

Chen He glared at Xiao Fang.

"What are you laughing at!"

Xiao Fang quickly looked down at the tablet.

Chen He looked at Chen Yi again.

"Okay, you're good with words, but tomorrow is the real test. Just talking back won't do you any good."

Chen He took out a process sheet.

"Tomorrow is the men's vs. women's competition."

Chen Yi raised an eyebrow.

"A clash between men and women? You bunch of grown men are bullying the female guests?"

"It's still uncertain who's bullying whom!"

Chen He opened the process sheet.

"This episode's guest star is Hanikezi."

Upon hearing this name, Chen Yi's heart rate instantly increased.

A line of red text popped up on the system panel: Abnormal fluctuations in host heart rate detected.

Chen Yi immediately closed the system panel.

He turned to look out the window, trying to hide his reaction.

Hanikezi.

The Xinjiang girl who danced the Dunhuang flying apsaras dance.

Chen He keenly noticed Chen Yi's movements.

"Ouch?"

Chen He leaned closer and stared at Chen Yi's profile.

Why are you hiding?

Chen Yi turned around.

"I didn't hide, I just felt the name sounded familiar."

Stop pretending!

Chen He slapped Chen Yi on the shoulder.

"You don't usually watch variety shows, but you're always scrolling through short videos, right? Her dance went viral online, how could you not have seen it?"

Chen Yi remained silent.

Chen He lowered his voice, his tone carrying a warning.

"Let me give you a heads-up: she's a popular young actress with tens of millions of fans."

"You better tone it down tomorrow and stop staring at people."

"If you dare to cause any scandals on the show, Old Wang will skin me alive, and your aunt will break your legs!"

Chen Yi slapped Chen He's hand away.

"Is there anything else in your mind besides scandals?"

"I'm just a temporary worker who gets paid 20,000 yuan for each appearance."

Chen Yi stood up and walked towards the guest room.

"My only task tomorrow is to finish recording as soon as possible, get paid, and leave."

Chen Yi closed the guest room door, and the room became quiet. He lay down on the bed and took out his phone.

I typed four characters into the search box: Hanikezi.

Countless videos immediately popped up on the screen.

The one with the most views is the famous Dunhuang Flying Apsaras Dance.

Chen Yi clicked on the video.

The girl on the screen wore a veil, her eyes were lively, and her figure was supple.

Every movement was precisely timed.

Chen Yi stared at the screen, his heart rate starting to spike.

He's an ordinary person who's never been on TV before, and tomorrow he'll be sharing the stage with celebrities of this caliber, and even having to compete and interact with them.

The pressure came crashing down on us.

In my mind, the system alarm sounded again.

"Ding!"

"An abnormal heart rate was detected in the host, and the host is in a state of tension."

"It is recommended to use the [Camera Sensitivity Lv2] passive skill immediately for mental adjustment."

Chen Yi silently recited in his mind: Use.

A wonderful feeling of coolness instantly spread from my brain to my whole body.

My racing heart gradually calmed down, and my tense muscles completely relaxed.

The fear of facing the unknown that I had just felt was replaced by an absolute calmness.

Chen Yi put down his phone.

A WeChat notification sound plays.

Chen He sent me a message.

"We'll be leaving at six tomorrow morning. Don't be nervous when we get to the recording location; I'll be with you."

Then another message came in.

"By the way, you're so handsome, don't steal my thunder."

Chen Yi looked at the words on the screen, tapped his fingers on the keyboard, and sent an eye-rolling emoji.

He locked his phone screen.

The room was plunged into darkness.

tomorrow.

Old Wang, Chen He, and that dancing girl.

Chen Yi closed his eyes, a smile playing on his lips.

The day that will change your life is almost here!