Running Man: Female MC causing trouble? I don't take the pressure!

"Hahaha, they're just selling things they don't even have."

Zheng Kai laughed heartily.

Bai Lu is now in a dilemma. She doesn't want to drink lemon juice that's so sour it'll make your teeth ache, nor does she want to lose face in front of Chen Mo.

"Director, there's more in the bucket. Don't stare at the cup in Bai Lu's hand."

Chen Mo glanced at Yao Yitian and complained, "If you want a drink, go get one yourself."

Yao Yitian: [...]

"I drank it!"

Bai Lu was determined to put on a big show for Chen Mo.

She pinched her nose, sipped the glass, and gulped down the entire glass of lemon juice.

"Ugh, this lemon juice tastes like Chinese medicine." Sha Yi's mouth really started to ache from looking at it.

Zheng Kai pursed his lips: "Seeing this makes me afraid to drink it."

at last.

Bai Lu drank all the lemon juice in her glass.

She grimaced and stuck out her tongue, looking as if she had aged twenty years in an instant, her eyeshadow almost melting from the tears that welled up in her eyes.

"hiss--"

Bai Lu took a deep breath of cold air, suddenly collapsed to the ground convulsing, and then pretended to faint.

"Hahaha, it's really going to mutate." Zheng Kai laughed heartily.

"Huh?!"

Chen Mo looked up at the director and asked, "Director, what did you put in Bai Lu's lemonade?"

Yao Yitian: [?]

"Hahahaha, Bailu is so sour she's fainted." Li Chen laughed and chimed in.

Sha Yi waved her hand and said, "It's alright, Xiao Mo, we don't need to help her up, she'll get up by herself."

Chen Mo smiled and said, "I wasn't planning on helping anyway."

"Tsk!"

Bai Lu couldn't continue acting, so she stood up and stared at Chen Mo.

Chen Mo quickly retreated to Song Yuqi's side and asked, "How is it? Does it taste sour?"

Bai Lu stubbornly insisted, "It's not sour at all."

"Okay, this is true love for drinking."

Chen Mo gave a thumbs-up and smiled, "Want another drink?"

"No way!"

Bai Lu almost threw the cup away herself before turning around and hurriedly returning to her seat.

Song Yuqi punched Chen Mo's chest. "You're so mean."

Chen Mo: "Did you used to like drinking lemon juice?"

Song Yuqi shook her head: "I wouldn't say I like drinking it."

Chen Mo scrutinized her and pressed, "Then why are you so fair-skinned?"

"Tsk!"

Song Yuqi nudged his arm and looked away irritably.

Smooth-talking.

Chen Mo discovered that praising Song Yuqi would trigger her special CG.

"I drank it."

Zheng Kai picked up his glass of lemonade and drank it down crisply.

The other MCs didn't hesitate; they just wanted a quick victory, believing that a short, sharp pain was better than a long, drawn-out one.

"Sis, is it sour?"

Li Yunrui was so drunk that half of his face was out of control, but he still didn't forget to check on Jin Jing's condition.

Jin Jing was already feeling envious, but after hearing Li Yunrui's words, she hurriedly told him, "Don't turn your head, I want to watch you drink it, you look so sweet."

"puff."

Li Yunrui was lucky not to spray out the lemon juice in his glass.

The Chen-Song delegation may now come up to collect the clues to your credentials.

While the others were still enduring the torment of lemon juice, Chen Mo and Song Yuqi stepped forward to receive the clues to the national document.

——【V-Max】

"Hmm? Angkor language?"

Chen Mo and Song Yuqi exchanged a glance, both of them stunned.

Is this envoy from the west?

But the problem is.

Both of them were fluent in English and neither of them understood what V-Max meant.

"Could this 'V' be a Roman numeral?" Chen Mo boldly speculated.

"If it's a Roman numeral, then it's five. Does 'Max' mean 'limit'?"

Song Yuqi followed Chen Mo's line of reasoning and continued to speculate.

Fifth, the limit.

Does it mean that the maximum limit for something or a rule is five?

"So, have you figured out what the clues are?"

Zheng Kai, holding a cup, asked the two of them.

"No."

Song Yuqi shook her head, pouting as if she had truly gained nothing.

After everyone had finished their lemonade, Yao announced that they would be heading to the next game location.

..........

My ears.............

Walking on the bustling pedestrian street, Lin Xiaohe followed behind Chen Mo, holding a small fan and blowing it on him.

The roadside was packed with Running Man fans, their screams echoing around in a 3D surround sound.

She used to only learn about other people's fangirling on Douyin, so she didn't find it strange at all.

Now that I'm there in person, I realize how awe-inspiring it is.

If it weren't for security guards maintaining order, they probably would have been overwhelmed by fans.

"You'll get used to it eventually."

Chen Mo noticed Lin Xiaohe's restraint and gently comforted her.

"Yes, don't worry, Mr. Chen, I'm very adaptable."

Lin Xiaohe smiled gently.

Turning off the pedestrian street and onto the relatively wide main road, you'll find a considerable number of fans still gathered there.

Some people held up signs, some cheering for Bai Lu, some for Zhang Zhenyuan, and some for Qi Mo.

While greeting the fans, Chen Mo asked Lin Xiaohe, "How's the work coordination with Xiyin going?"

"Oh! The coordination is all done. Manager Sun is quite nice; she pointed out anything I didn't understand."

Lin Xiaohe couldn't help but admire Chen Mo's popularity; apart from a few oddballs, most of the people associated with him were quite friendly.

"That's good. You'll be dealing with each other frequently from now on, and a good relationship will make things easier."

Chen Mo stretched slightly. After the business was completed, he could hand over most of the work to Lin Xiaohe and focus on the entertainment industry.

Lin Xiaohe nodded and smiled, then suddenly remembered something and asked Chen Mo with a somewhat subtle expression, "Mr. Chen, can I ask you something?"

Chen Mo slowed his pace: "Ask away."

Lin Xiaohe glanced at Song Yuqi in front of her, moved her lips a few times, and tentatively asked, "Do you have a girlfriend?"

"Um???"

Chen Mo glanced at Song Yuqi subconsciously, then looked at Lin Xiaohe with a puzzled expression: "Why are you asking about this?"

"Just asking," Lin Xiaohe said with a nonchalant smile, "to avoid causing any trouble later."

Judging from her expression, Chen Mo roughly guessed what was going on: "Are you afraid that people will spread rumors about us?"

"Pretty much, pretty much."

Lin Xiaohe didn't expect Chen Mo to give her an excuse.

Chen Mo's expression gradually calmed down: "I don't have a girlfriend. If anyone spreads rumors about you and me, tell me and I'll handle it."

"Do you have someone you like?"

Lin Xiaohe asked with a smile.

"Of course there are." Chen Mo shrugged, neither confirming nor denying.

Lin Xiaohe subconsciously leaned closer: "Is that Sister Yuqi?"

Chen Mo pushed her face away: "Why are you asking so many questions?"

"Oh~~~ Why ask so many questions~~~"

Lin Xiaohe turned her head with a strange cry and rubbed her face.

At the same time, the unfamiliar number that had sent Chen Mo the message "Baby" a few hours earlier involuntarily came to mind.

"Who exactly is that person?"

If the other person is neither Chen Mo's girlfriend nor someone Chen Mo likes, then it can only be a fan.

How did the other party get Chen Mo's private phone number?

Is there a mole within the company?