Chapter 547: Chapter 546: My Ribs Are Poking into My Body

Han Xizheng squatted down, covering his face with laughter to the point he couldn’t speak.

Li Yang opened his mouth and managed to comment just before bursting into laughter, "Who knew Sister Shu Ran could run so fast without a skirt on."

After a brief silence.

"Hahahahahahahahahahaha!"

"Hahahahahahahahaha!"

"I’ve never seen Shu Ran like this hahahahaha!"

The three men were crouching down, pounding the ground with laughter.

The laughter drowned out Shu Ran’s scream, which calmed her down slightly after she ran a distance away.

Consuming too much energy as soon as she entered, Shu Ran’s expression and movements were quite uneasy when she walked back.

"What was that just now? How could it look so real?!"

Li Yang was still laughing, "I asked the same question! It’s just a dummy!"

Shu Ran’s eyes teared up as she wiped the corners of her eyes, still scared, "A dummy? Such a realistic dummy, are we doing a horror episode this time?!"

"I think it’s possible," Guo Yin said, "We all guessed wrong."

"I’m ready with money, borrowed it from my assistant," Li Yang said.

Shu Ran patted her chest. Though still a bit scared, she remembered to introduce the guests to the camera, which made her stand out as a host.

"Come on, both of you, say hi to everyone."

The two, whose faces were flushed from laughing, waved to the camera to greet.

Guo Yin even tried to bow, but before he could bend down, strange noises came from the entrance again.

"Rumbling——"

They instinctively looked up.

They saw a ramshackle diesel tricycle wobble over on the bumpy road, causing the faces of the people in the cargo bed to jiggle with it.

The old driver, smoking a pipe, stopped at the spot and cheerfully waved goodbye to the "passengers" behind.

Mu Qiu jumped down and turned to help the "frail" Guan Yu.

Li Yang moved close to them, looking at the smoke-belching diesel tricycle driving away, he turned and opened his mouth wide to ask, "...Where did you find that vehicle?!"

"There’s actually a vehicle?!" Shu Ran, who had been walking impatiently, raised her voice, "No one told us there’s a car! We’ve been walking for so long!"

Wearing a white dress, Guan Yu leaned unsteadily on Mu Qiu, saying in a "weak" voice, "As long as your mind doesn’t falter, the solution is always more than the problem."

"...What’s with you? Car sick?"

Guan Yu feebly raised her hand, and Mu Qiu kindly answered for her, "The biggest issue with that vehicle isn’t car sickness, it’s losing your soul. See, a wisp of smoke just floated out from above her head."

Shu Ran: "...You’re just talking nonsense."

"How is this nonsense?! Try sitting on it; I feel like it’s going to dislocate my jawbone with all the shaking!"

Guan Yu: "That’s nothing; my ribs are about to poke into my sternum!"

Guo Yin: "...Is it really, that severe?"

Han Xizheng: "Sorry, I really can’t hold it anymore, let me laugh for a bit."

He laughed so hard his shoulders shook.

Zhao Yu and Chu Qiu followed behind, waiting for Guan Yu to regain her balance and walk normally before they came out from behind and followed Shu Ran’s cues to greet the camera.

Mu Qiu and Guan Yu introduced from the side.

"Hello everyone, this is my friend, Zhao Yu."

"Hello everyone, this is my friend, the comedian Chu Qiu. ’Qiu’ as in ’calculative’ Qiu."

Zhao Yu bowed to greet, giving the camera a sweet smile.

Thinking to herself, her colleagues are probably contributing to the barrage with their comments by now.

Meanwhile on the barrage.

[Guan Yu! Guan Yu are you okay]

[Guan Yu looks like she hasn’t been much affected]

[So is the depression real or not?]

[Wuuu, before when she was funny, I thought she was super funny, now when she’s funny, I feel bad]

[Hmm??? Why does this person have the same name and looks as my colleague?]

[Same name and looks, ask if she has a clone already]

[Hahahahahahaha what the heck is ribs poking into the sternum]

[If I’m not mistaken, just now on that bouncy car, Mu Qiu’s chest was bouncing up and down...]

[Their clothes are all different, eh]

[Guan Yu is wearing a skirt!!]

[To the one in front, on this bumpy car, if her chest doesn’t bounce up and down, that’d be scary]

[I’ve seen Chu Qiu’s comedy movie!]

[It’s Han Xizheng! My crush! Brother Zheng, you actually came at Shu Ran’s invitation!]

[Early this morning, someone told me, my brother came! Where’s Han Xizheng?!]

[Guo Yin, stay in there a bit! Let sister see if your school uniform’s on properly!]

[Damn, Mu Qiu and her friends are in work pants and crop tops, that waist is just amazing]

[With makeup on, Mu Qiu and her friend look so alike]

[But different, her friend’s chest isn’t as big/sorry for the offense]

[#My colleague went on the show behind our office’s back#]

[Qiuqiu, you’re so pretty!]

[Placing a butt here, just to take up space and prompt an update]

[...]

The barrage was bustling; the gossip about Guan Yu was quickly pushed to the forefront by various screams and laughter from behind.

Though public opinion is favorable to Guan Yu now, most netizens are sympathetic and concerned for her.

But in the show’s live stream, when there’s too much talk of #Guan Yu’s depression#, it tends to annoy the audience, making them feel all of Guan Yu’s humor is forced or faked.

This is detrimental to the show.

So the show didn’t respond to the leaks but had many people monitoring the barrage.

If a considerable amount of discussion about the leaks appeared, they’d immediately overlay fiction discussions or laughter comments. This serves to guide the barrage’s content to some extent.

The director overseeing the scene watched the endless barrage, feeling cheerful, fanning the main cameraman beside him.

Meanwhile, in front of the camera, the group finally noticed the different outfits of each team.

Li Yang and Guo Yin were wearing high school summer uniforms, while Shu Ran and Han Xizheng were dressed as bank employees, in pants, each with a Bright Bank name badge on their chests; one had a bun, and the other’s hair was gelled.

Mu Qiu and Zhao Yu were in black work pants and crop tops, sporting long ponytails. Guan Yu and Chu Qiu were more unique, one in a simple white dress, the other in a chef’s apron with a chef’s hat on top.

"Each set of clothes is different, should correspond to an identity, right?" Guo Yin leaned forward to say.

Shu Ran nodded, "We’re bank staff."

Li Yang: "Then we must be students. Mu Qiu, are you guys spies?"

"Do spies wear crop tops nowadays?" Mu Qiu tugged her shirt down a bit, "I think it’s hard to guess; many girls like dressing like this."

"It really doesn’t seem like something a spy would wear," Zhao Yu’s voice sounded strange as she tugged at Mu Qiu’s hand, holding her breath,

"I have to keep sucking in my stomach to keep looking somewhat imposing; I’m about to give out."

"..."