Transmigrated into the body of a tycoon's son's ex-boyfriend

The production team acted quickly.

The blurry photos taken by passersby were posted online for less than three hours before the official Weibo account seized the opportunity to release nine high-resolution photos taken during the day.

A silhouette of someone carrying water in the morning light, a candid shot of someone carrying a chicken through a fence, a profile of someone flipping a wok in front of the stove, and a high-definition close-up of a plate of garlic on a small stool.

Caption: This final episode is absolutely packed with good stuff.

The comments section was filled with excited shouts, and #LoveObservationRoomFinalRecording# immediately climbed into the top three of the trending topics.

[Official Weibo account, you really know how to market! The candid photos taken by passersby just went viral, and now high-resolution images are here.]

[So that little stool was for counting garlic! Lu Yu wouldn't even let President Song peel the garlic.]

[This is the first time I've seen four couples together in a Reuters photo; each one seems quite interesting.]

The four couples of guests at the farm had been busy all day. They got up too early in the morning, and by the time they finished eating and cleaning up, it was almost nine o'clock. All they wanted to do was lie down and sleep.

As a result, the director picked up the megaphone again.

"Guests, don't rush to sleep yet. Tonight, we'll be choosing our rooms through a challenge."

The courtyard was immediately filled with wails.

Tang Simian's shoulders slumped. "Director, please stop mistreating the elderly. Old Wen can't take it anymore."

Upon hearing the word "elderly," Gu Zhixing's expression became somewhat unnatural, as he was the oldest among the four pairs of guests.

He was also the only guest over forty years old.

Jiang Yunyun and Guan Shuwei are former athletes. Although they retired a couple of years ago, they still exercise every day and seem to be in good shape.

Lu Yu and Song Xijin are still able to hold on.

"Next up is the tacit understanding quiz." Ignoring their reactions, the director held up the task cards and said, "Couples and lovers will answer the questions back to back. Each person will answer ten questions. If the answers match or the other person agrees, you get one point. In the end, we will rank them according to their tacit understanding. The guests with higher rankings will choose their rooms first."

Tang Simian wailed the loudest: "Director! Our hands are sore from catching chickens all day, and we still have exams at night!"

"Ten questions will be quick," the director said with a smile. "Just a heads up, the four rooms vary greatly in condition. The best one has a private bathroom and air conditioning, while the worst one..."

He pointed to a corner of the yard.

"Next to the chicken coop."

The four pairs of guests instantly perked up.

The first pair to perform were Jiang Yunyun and Guan Shuwei.

The couple sat back to back, picked up the question boards, and their competitive spirit was written all over their faces.

The first few questions went smoothly.

The other person's favorite dish was listed as braised pork ribs by both of them.

The place where we first met was always listed as the provincial team training hall.

There's another question: What is the most prestigious honor the other person has ever received?

Everyone thought this question was easy.

As a result, Guan Shuwei wrote about Jiang Yunyun's first Olympic gold medal, while Jiang Yunyun wrote about Guan Shuwei winning the National Games.

"I've counted all your Olympic gold medals, why do you write 'National Games' when I'm the only one you've ever won?" Guan Shuwei protested.

"When you won the Olympic gold medal, everyone said you were a sure thing." Jiang Yunyun looked at him. "But you told me that the time you were under the most pressure and had the most trouble sleeping was the National Games. At that time, you were plagued by injuries, and you won by fighting against yourself."

Guan Shuwei opened his mouth but couldn't say anything, and scratched his head.

"That's not the same," he muttered. "The rules are different. I thought the Olympics were more important, as everyone knows."

That's what he said, but the tips of his ears secretly turned red.

It turns out that Jiang Yunyun remembered every single word he had ever said.

After the last ten questions, Jiang Yunyun and Guan Shuwei had completed seven.

The second group consisted of Wen Xuyan and Tang Simian.

Everyone thought this pair would be at the bottom, since one was steady and the other was unconventional, and they didn't seem to be on the same wavelength at all.

As a result, I got eight out of the first ten questions right.

Tang Simian's biggest fear was heights, and both of them wrote that they were afraid of heights.

Wen Xuyan's sleeping habits are described in terms of always having to hug a guitar-shaped pillow. When it comes to who gives in first during an argument, Tang Simian wrote about him, and Wen Xuyan wrote about me, which is quite a match.

The two questions were wrong. One was about "a song that Wen Xuyan has been listening to on repeat recently".

Tang Simian wrote: His newly written poem.

Wen Xuyan wrote: The theme song for Tang Simian's new drama.

The question board lit up, and Tang Simian was a little taken aback. She pointed at Wen Xuyan, her voice almost cracking, "You're actually listening to my song on repeat?! Didn't you say I'm tone-deaf and have a 'spicy strip voice'?"

Wen Xuyan pushed up his glasses: "I mainly wanted to help you find the problem."

Tang Simian pounced on him and tickled him, "Last time you said this song was just so-so!"

"The writing is indeed mediocre," Wen Xuyan said while dodging the question. "You sang well; you saved the song."

The whole room erupted in cheers, and Tang Simian blushed deeply.

Jiang Wenjun nodded in agreement: "That's why I think highly of this couple. They seem worlds apart, but they actually care deeply about everything that happens to each other."

It was Gu Zhixing and Bai Lu's turn.

A model couple married for ten years, they were the obvious choice, and everyone thought they would win first place.

As a result, I failed the first question.

"Where does Bailu most want to travel to?"

Gu Zhixing wrote: Switzerland.

Bai Lu wrote: Iceland.

The two of them turned around and looked at each other's question boards, and both were stunned for a moment.

Gu Zhixing frowned. "Didn't you always say you wanted to go to Switzerland to see the snow-capped mountains?"

"That was said five years ago," Bai Lu said helplessly, wiping the answer sheet clean. "I've wanted to go to Iceland to see the Northern Lights for the past two years, and I've mentioned it to you several times."

Gu Zhixing opened his mouth, but no words came out.

After answering the last nine questions, I only got five right. Two of them were only correct because the production team let me off easy.

The entire room fell silent; no one spoke at that moment.

The last question was "What is the one thing you most want to say to the other person right now?"

Gu Zhixing thought for a long time and wrote: You've worked hard all these years.

Bai Lu wrote: It's okay.

Bai Lu stared at those three words for a long while before whispering, "You see, you've always felt indebted to me."

Gu Zhixing also looked at her whiteboard: "You always tell me it's okay."

Bai Lu smiled, a slightly bitter smile, "We've been being polite to each other for ten years."

Mu Qing hit the nail on the head: "These two are too respectable. So respectable that they never ask the other for anything, and never say what they really want. For ten years, they have been loving each other based on their imagination."

Jiang Wenjun sighed: "The most terrible thing in marriage is not arguing, but being too polite."

Looking at the score of five, Gu Zhixing shook his head with a wry smile: "Ten years have passed, and I still don't really understand you. From now on, I will focus more on my family."

Bai Lu reached out and quietly squeezed his hand.

This action was captured entirely by the camera.

The last group consisted of Lu Yu and Song Xijin, who sat back to back as the staff handed out answer boards.

Question 1: What is the vegetable that Song Xijin hates the most?

Both question boards were opened at the same time: both contained okra.

Question 2: One thing Lu Yu must do before going to sleep.

Lu Yu wrote: Checking my phone alarm.

Song Xijin wrote: Checking my phone alarm clock.

Question 3: What is Lu Yu's phone screen saver?

Song Xijin wrote: My sleeping face.

Lu Yu wrote: His sleeping face.

As soon as the question board was lit up, the whole room erupted in cheers.

Question 4: Who apologizes first when arguing?

This question doesn't have a fixed answer; both of us wrote "me".

The two answers are different, but both receive the same score.

The production team themselves laughed, as this rule was unexpected: both individuals felt they were the ones who apologized first, thus their answers were considered consistent.

Next is the thing that bothers the other person the most.

Lu Yu wrote: He has too many meetings and can't sleep well.

Song Xijin wrote: His work schedule was too full and he was too tired.

That's consistent.

The things that both of them are bothering them are all about each other.

Second to last question: Why did Song Xijin get angry the most recent time?

Lu Yu wrote: I was filming a night scene and didn't reply to his messages.

Song Xijin wrote: He didn't reply to my messages while filming a night scene.

Last question: If you could, what would you most like to do with the other person?

The two question boards were flipped over.

Lu Yu wrote: Vacation.

Song Xijin wrote: Vacation.

He got almost all ten questions right.

Tang Simian jumped up, her face full of indignation and envy: "Impossible! Absolutely impossible! Director, did you leak the questions?!"

Jiang Wenjun couldn't help but speak up on the spot, she was genuinely surprised: "I've recorded three seasons of this show, and my record is eight questions."

Lu Yu and President Song actually got all ten questions right. My first thought was that the show had leaked the questions.

The director, holding a megaphone, protested, "Really, no! The questions were printed just before we boarded the bus!"

Song Xijin sat there and slowly asked, "Does this require leaking the questions?"

He turned his head to look at Lu Yu, his tone matter-of-fact.

"We're together every day, there's nothing the other doesn't know."

Lu Yulian told him her biggest secret; there were no secrets between them.

After he said that, even Jiang Wenjun was speechless.

The rankings are out: Lu Yu and Song Xijin are first, Wen Xuyan and Tang Simian are second, Jiang Yunyun and Guan Shuwei are third, and Gu Zhixing and Bai Lu are at the bottom.

The house selection process has begun.

Lu Yu was the first to choose.

He didn't want Song Xijin to be wronged, so even though everyone present was his senior, he didn't show any humility and pointed to the double room with a private bathroom and air conditioning.

Song Xijin stood to the side, very satisfied with the result.

This is the only room that's barely habitable.

Of course, no matter which one Lu Yu chooses, he will not show his dissatisfaction in public. Back when Lu Yu was filming "Addiction," he was able to stay in such poor conditions on the border.

He could tolerate living with Lu Yu as long as it meant he could stay with her.

Tang Simian and Wen Xuyan came in second and chose a south-facing standard room. The two of them happily gave each other a high five.

Jiang Yunyun and Guan Shuwei chose the room closest to the lotus pond.

Gu Zhixing and Bai Lu exchanged a glance, their faces full of helplessness, and walked together toward the shed next to the chicken coop.

Gu Zhixing joked to himself, "We've been a model couple for ten years, and tonight I'm going to sleep with a chicken."

Bai Lu took his arm: "Learn from this lesson."

Everyone laughed so hard they almost fell over. The elderly couple, because of their last-place finish, actually seemed to share both joy and sorrow.

Back in the room, Song Xijin sat down on a chair next to her. "Go take a shower first. You've been working hard all day."

Today, Lu Yu was busy carrying water, pushing a cart, catching chickens and catching fish, and even cooking two meals. He did all the cooking seriously, not just going through the motions.

Even the strongest person gets tired eventually.

Lu Yu stood there watching him.

"Together." He said, reaching out to pull the person up. "Actually, it's not too bad, not as intense as filming."

He pulled Song Xijin a couple of steps toward the bathroom, but she stopped at the door, her ears turning slightly red.

"They're outside." He lowered his voice. "Be careful, the soundproofing here is probably terrible, and there might be cameras recording outside."

Seeing Song Xijin's expression, Lu Yu knew he was overthinking things, so she reached out and pinched his earlobe.

"What are you thinking?" he chuckled. "Let's shower together quickly so we can go to bed earlier. Who knows what tricks the production team might have up their sleeves for us tomorrow morning."

Song Xijin: "..."

You can't blame him for overthinking.

In truth, nothing innocent has ever happened between the two of them whenever they go into the bathroom together these days.

However, today Lu Yu probably just wanted him to finish washing up and go to bed early.

In the bathroom, Song Xijin leaned closer to Lu Yu while washing, resting her head on Lu Yu's shoulder and humming softly with her eyes closed.

"Tired?"

"Yeah, it's even more tiring than going to work." Song Xijin said with his eyes half-closed, even though he hadn't done anything.

"It'll be ready soon."

Lu Yu gently rinsed the foam off his hair, wrapped him in a towel to dry him, carried him out, put on his pajamas, and tucked him into bed.

The air conditioning was set a bit too low, so Lu Yu got dressed and crawled inside, reaching out to pull the other person into his arms.

The next morning at 6:30, shortly after dawn, the loudspeaker in the courtyard blared.

"Teachers! Wake up! Today's tasks are about to begin!"

One sound after another, a deafening cacophony.

Song Xijin was awakened by the sound of the horn. Her brows furrowed involuntarily, and she snuggled into Lu Yu's arms unhappily, burying her face in the crook of his neck and turning the back of her head toward the window.

Lu Yu opened her eyes and instinctively reached out to cover his ears.

The loudspeaker was still blaring, and the staff kept shouting.

"Xi Jin." He lowered his head and kissed Song Xi Jin on the top of her head. "It's time to get up."

The person in my arms didn't move; they were playing dead.

"We still have tasks to complete today," Lu Yu coaxed him. "If you get up late, there might not be any meat for lunch."

Song Xijin snorted but didn't move.

Lu Yu chuckled, and without saying a word, lifted the blanket, picked the person up horizontally, and carried them directly into the bathroom.

Once inside the restroom, he realized he hadn't given Song Xijin shoes. He placed him in front of the sink and put his feet on the disposable slippers on Song Xijin's feet.

After squeezing out the toothpaste, he handed the toothbrush to Song Xijin.

Song Xijin brushed her teeth with her eyes closed, relying on muscle memory.

As she brushed her hair, she gradually leaned her head against Lu Yu's shoulder.

"Xi Jin".

"……Um."

Toothpaste foam is dripping onto my clothes.

Song Xijin barely opened her eyes, her body leaning entirely on Lu Yu's arms.

The cameraman, carrying his equipment, confirmed with Lu Yu that both of them were wearing pajamas before quietly entering and recording the entire process of them brushing their teeth.

The director stood behind, covering his mouth, his eyes shining brightly.

The material library for this final episode is probably going to be overflowing.

On the same morning, chaos erupted in other corners of the farm.

In the henhouse next to the chicken coop, Gu Zhixing and Bai Lu were woken up by the rooster at 5:30.

The couple came out of the house with dark circles under their eyes, and they didn't look too good.

This room was not only noisy, but it also smelled terrible, like chicken manure.

In the south-facing standard room, Tang Simian covered her head with the blanket and pretended to be dead. Wen Xuyan tried to pull her three times but couldn't budge her. Finally, he used his trump card.

"The director said that the last person to arrive at the meeting point would only have plain porridge for breakfast today."

The blanket twitched slightly, but still showed no sign of rising.

"If you don't get up, I'm going to play your unedited a cappella recording."

Tang Simian let out a scream from under the covers, which was heard throughout the entire corridor.

The one by the lotus pond is the most worry-free.

Jiang Yunyun and Guan Shuwei woke up at five o'clock and had already run three laps around the yard. When they came back, they even helped the staff set up the tables and chairs.