CH 75

In the past and in the present, both the blue and red guests have kept their words and actions within the boundaries of friendship and love.

His feelings were so different that before he was unaware of them, now he had to analyse even the slightest expression for half a day, and all that had changed was his state of mind and perspective.

He is now a bird of prey. He cannot think that Hu Ying and Duan Yihua like him just because they say something or give him a look.

Maybe it's just scaring yourself.

He couldn't decide for a moment which was more frightening, being the love interest of the Red Square guest or being the fan of a million people.

It was at this point that Guo Bing suddenly came up to us.

He sat down with his Lei Feng hat on and his coat wrapped around him and said, "Shall we divide the house now?"

The eight men looked straight at him, "Now?"

Huo Cheng: "Director, can you wait for us to finish eating, how can we eat with this?"

Guo Bing said, "You'll all have to go back and change later, right? The show starts at seven o'clock, first the regular theatre performance, which is an hour, and you'll be on at eight o'clock, so with eight people playing, it'll be half an hour, so that's eight thirty. If you have to pack and move afterwards, it's going to be late, and it's going to be a lot of trouble to move at night."

"So you do realise that your arrangements are very unreasonable, don't you?" Duan Yihua said.

Guo Bing smiled and said, "So for now, let's all divide up the house so we can get your big bags there first, and it'll be quicker for you to pack the rest of the bits."

"How do we divide it?" Hu Ying asked.

Yan Zhi and Pei Xu both put down their chopsticks, Yan Zhi tugging at his collar and Pei Xu shoving both hands into his pockets.

All eight men were apprehensive.

Yan Zhi, Pei Xu, Huo Cheng and Hu Ying are all eager to share a room with Di Xingchen.

Wen Nuo is hope.

Duan Yihua is torn and wants to share a room with Di Xingchen.

Lin Qingning was also nervous, but he was nervous because he was afraid that he would be sharing a room with Pei Xu.

But none of them are as nervous as Di Xingchen.

Guo Bing smiled and said, "We had a very exciting house split this time. It's also fair."

"It's not another lottery, is it?" Hu Ying asked.

"It's as fair as drawing lots." Guo Bing said, "We're going to perform later, so let's discuss and decide on the order of appearance, we'll use the order of appearance to divide the houses ...... In fact, our pre-determined plan is not to tell everyone about the house division, but just let everyone freely decide on the order of performance, and then after the performance, we'll tell After the show was over, we would tell everyone that we were dividing the houses in the order of the show, so that we could do it in a surprising and unexpected way. But after thinking about it for a while, we thought that would be too unfair, so we told everyone in advance and let them decide freely!"

The crew didn't think that was fair enough, they thought it wasn't exciting enough, right?

If they are not informed, the guests are passive.

He's nervous enough as it is, can the show stop messing around!

Di Xingchen immediately looked around at the others.

"Order of appearance set for the house?"

Guo Bing nodded, "One room for number one and two, one room for number three and four. And so on."

When he finished the cameramen came around, all the machines turned on and all aimed at their facial expressions.

It's true, the showrunners are intent on seeing the show in action.

Everyone looked serious because the cameras were rolling, and they still had to be more or less restrained in front of them.

"Is it live?" Hu Ying asks.

"Not yet, it will be live before the show." Guo Bing said.

After a moment of silence, Duan Yihua spoke first: "Then let's start to set the order."

Di Xingchen Steady your mind.

Each of their next speeches must have been full of their own little thoughts about who wanted a room with whom, who was friends with whom and who was a love interest, and it should have been possible to pick up clues from their respective speeches.

Immediately, he gave it his full attention.

"I think Hu Ying should be the first one." Huo Cheng was the first to speak.

Everyone looks to Huo Cheng.

The corners of Hu Ying's mouth grinned slightly, with a trifle of hostility again, "Why?"

"Because your show is the most combustible, it's suitable for opening. We're not only performing for a live audience, but also live, and I think the first show should both heat up the venue and calm everyone down, and it's most suitable for you to open the show."

Di Xingchen thinks Huo Cheng's comment seems a bit selfish, but it makes sense.

Yan Zhi then chimed in, "I agree with Brother Huo's view."

Pei Xu also nodded a little.

Hu Ying saw that most people seemed to agree and those who didn't were silent, so he asked, "Who is second then? I think Xingchen can come second."

Di Xingchen: "......"

He is now just like he was before when he asked Pei Xu to play the piano.

Once again, the suspicions of the heart are verified!

Kam.

He pursed his lips for a moment, words failing him.

"Xingchen's 'Love Song' is similar to your style, and his piano piece is burning, didn't you hear it this afternoon?" Pei Xu said lightly.

Di Xingchen: "......"

Pei Xu was smart enough to say only half of what he said, and not that the two shows would be better separated.

Although Pei Xu's remark sounds as objective and sensible as Huo Cheng's earlier remark.

But he feels that Pei Xu just doesn't want him and Hu Ying to be together.

Then why did he want to separate Hu Ying from him?

Isn't that because Hu Ying might like herself too?

Validating his suspicions once again!

Di Xingchen pursed his lips and his tiny throat moved a little.

Huo Cheng immediately follows: "If the style is the same, it's best to separate the two crews. Maybe one head and one tail."

One head and one tail?

Why don't you use the galaxy to separate us!

Hu Ying laughs coldly: "Then we can also do it in a depressing way, with Xingchen and I coming last and bringing the whole show to a climax. I think my show is more suitable for the finale. I'm confident that I can make the best of it."

"Since it's a discussion, let's all vote on it." Huo Cheng said.

Hu Ying: "......" "I think it could be arranged like this," says Yan Zhi, who always likes to take the lead: "Hu Ying I think we can rank them like this," says Yan Zhi, who always likes to take the lead. "Hu Ying takes the lead because his show is hot enough to heat up the room. Qingning is second, because his 'Twilight' is more sedate, and there is a big contrast between the two, so it's not easy to compare them."

Lin Qingning nodded at his words.

Yan Zhi continues, " Brother Huo could come in third, his show should be more funny in effect and also in a different style."

Huo Cheng: "......"

"Go on." Duan Yihua stroked the back of his hand nervously.

" Brother Duan could be ranked fourth, and Oceanic is great for coming out in the middle and later stages. Wen Nuo's Martial Arts can be ranked next."

Hu Ying felt that Yan Zhi's mind was almost straightforward, so he sneered and asked, "What about the three of you? Pei Xu, then you, then Xingchen, right?"

Heh heh heh.

Huo Cheng said, "...... is not a good arrangement, is it?"

"I could come in behind Wen Nuo and let Pei Xu and Xingchen take the finale." Yan Zhi said.

Hu Ying and Huo Cheng both froze for a moment.

Pei Xu also froze for a moment.

Even Di Xingchen herself was stunned.

Yan Zhi didn't even put him with himself!

When Lin Qingning saw that no one was talking, he said, "But I think it would make more sense for Pei Xu to follow Wen Nuo's Martial Arts and then Yan Zhi's Magic to follow Xingchen's Love Song. This way the two piano pieces are also staggered."

When Lin Qingning said this, Hu Ying and Huo Cheng seemed to have an instant understanding of what Yan Zhi was thinking.

The first half is justified, but the arrangement of the two piano pieces together at the end makes too much sense. Ohhhh, I can't believe they are playing the lustful game!

Hu Ying instantly recalled Huo Cheng's lustful approach the last time they shook the dice.

Two heart attacks!

"So is Yan Zhi still sharing a room with Xingchen?" Hu Ying said. Hu Ying said, "I think it's better for everyone to break up this time, so we don't have two people in the same room all the time."

Di Xingchen purses his lips.

My God, are they fighting for the chance to live with themselves now?

He just hated that he hadn't even noticed it in the old days when the lights were on! His eyes skimmed over the seven remaining guests one by one.

It finally fell to Lin Qingning.

Lin Qingning likes Pei Xu, which is still pretty obvious, right?

He couldn't possibly like himself, could he?

Lin Qingning was the safest choice after a lot of searching and searching.

He couldn't really live with anyone else right now, he was so confused, he had taken in so many messages that had shaken him to the core in just under an hour, he needed time to gather his thoughts.

He had to take the initiative.

"I think I could switch with Hu Ying," he says. He says, "Hu Ying's show is definitely the most explosive, and it's better for him to play at the end rather than at the beginning, to bring the whole show to a climax and for me to warm up the stage. I switched with him so that I was separated from Pei Xu for the two piano pieces."

"That's good, that's good." Lin Qingning said.

He's very Buddhist now, he'll live with anyone, as long as it's not Pei Xu.

Pei Xu pursed his lips for a moment without speaking.

To be fair, Di Xingchen's allocation is more reasonable than Yan Zhi's.

"So now the order is, Xingchen 'Love Song', then Qingning's 'Twilight Stand', then Brother Huo's dance, then Brother Duan's 'Ocean', then Wen Nuo's martial arts, Yan Zhi's magic, then my 'Fire'?" Hu Ying sorted it out. He thinks it's okay.

He always wanted the finale to come.

He could see from earlier that with all the infighting between him and Huo Cheng and the others, none of them were going to be able to separate themselves from Di Xingchen. Lin Qingning liked Pei Xu and it was common knowledge that he was indeed the safest choice.

Huo Cheng thought the same thing, that it was better to be Lin Qingning than Yan Zhi.

"I don't have a problem with that." He said.

Hu Ying said, "That's fine with me."

This proposal was unanimously approved and it was indeed the most well thought out and reasonable arrangement.

Di Xingchen Kudos for being a clever little brain!

With a long sigh of relief, he looked over at Lin Qingning and smiled at him.

Palms are sweaty.

"It's set, isn't it?" Guo Bing asked.

Everyone nodded, "It's set."

Guo Bing took a look at their allocation.

It doesn't really matter who lives with whom, the house is just a place to sleep, they're recording a show and it's not like two guests are going to see eye to eye and have sex while they're living together.

So how they split it is far better to see the result than the score coming out.

This dark and tumultuous scene is very satisfying for Guo Bing.

After they finished eating, the crew brought all their costumes for the show, and they went backstage to change. Because it was a bit cold in the small theatre, the crew turned on several heat lamps for them in the changing room, which were golden and a bit blindingly yellow. As they didn't need to get naked, they were all men and there were a bunch of staff, so they changed in one room. Di Xingchen went to the far corner and unzipped his down jacket with a chill.

Don't think much about it don't think much about it.

He unzipped his shirt, pursed his lips and pulled off both his down jacket and his jumper.

When he took off his jumper, it rolled up his T-shirt, revealing his lean, white waist, and for a moment the golden yellow turned to a hazy black as he pulled it off and shook his messy hair, suddenly meeting Hu Ying's gaze.

Hu Ying pursed his lips, suddenly avoiding his gaze, with a smile that he had seen on Huo Cheng's face.

The kind of big, breezy person who suddenly smiles shyly and sizzlingly.

Di Xingchen, stripped down to his T-shirt and snug-fitting autumn trousers, his long, graceful body on display, his broad shoulders, narrow waist and shapely hips, he didn't look at anyone, he felt like anyone might be looking at him.

He was tired of saying the word "God".