CH 11.2

The following day, all the guests were gathered in the hall to begin the day’s recording.

Yesterday, everyone had already introduced themselves and got to know each other to a certain extent.

Today’s task was simple. Each group randomly drew a task card and went to a nearby orchard to pick fruits and vegetables in pairs. They can choose their own means of transport.

Wen Zhi picked the hawthorn tree, and held Si Mingchen’s hand and asked, “Si Si, how should we go?”

Si Mingchen replied, “It’s 6 kilometers away, let’s take bicycles.”

Wen Zhi nodded, but before they could leave, they were stopped by Qin Yushen behind them.

“President Si, my name is Qin Yushen. I’ve done design work for Si Sheng’s administrative building before. I don’t know if you remember me.”

Si Mingchen said politely, “Yes, I do.”

Qin Yushen stepped forward and said, “We are also here to pick hawthorns. Let’s go together.”

Si Mingchen knew that Wen Zhi did not like Gu Chengfeng and swept a glance at the people behind Qin Yushen, “The transport is different and will delay the trip, so it is better to split up.”

Qin Yushen nodded his head, “Okay.”

After Si Mingchen and Wen Zhi left, Gu Chengfeng’s face turned dark. If it weren’t for the cameras, he would have left Qin Yushen alone and walked away.

Although Qin Yushen was just his partner, they were still associated. How could he go and lick Si Mingchen’s ass? Won’t he lose his face?

Qin Yushen didn’t know why Gu Chengfeng had suddenly turned cold, but he didn’t dare to talk to him and stayed quietly by his side.

On the grass by the roadside, green shoots were already appearing.

Si Mingchen was riding a white bicycle with Wen Zhi sitting behind him.

Wen Zhi was in a relaxed mood against the wind. He quietly looked at the crossbar of the bicycle and wanted to sit there, so that he could lean into Si Mingchen’s chest.

“Sisi, can I sit in the front?”

Si Mingchen glanced down at the crossbar of the bicycle and said, “The front side is not safe.”

Wen Zhi tilted his head, “I think it’s fine.”

Si Mingchen: “We’re almost there.”

Wen Zhi sighed and put his arms around Si Mingchen’s waist, pressing his face against the top.

The results will be announced tomorrow night, but for now the voting links in the live stream are open so viewers can check the vote-count in real time.

Wen Zhi and Si Mingchen were still at the bottom of the poll, with no surprises. Qin Yushen and Gu Chengfeng were second from bottom.

When they arrived at the hawthorn garden, Wen Zhi picked up his bamboo basket and prepared to pick. Because the hawthorns were raised in a greenhouse, the fresh hawthorns were still available in early spring.

Their task was to pick 10 catties, not too much and not too little. But the temperature inside the greenhouse was very high, so it was too hot to move around for a long time.

Si Mingchen was very quick and was able to pick a lot of hawthorns in just a few minutes.

Wenzhi looked at him from afar, his eyebrows slightly furrowed. Although they had a task at hand, the show also required them to show affection towards each other.

Si Mingchen is doing great.

He’s quick as a tiger while picking the hawthorns.

They were ranked at the bottom of the voting list.

Wen Zhi decided to be proactive: “Brother, I want to pick the hawthorns at the top, but I can’t reach them.”

Sure enough, Si Mingchen walked over when he heard her. He looked at the hawthorn tree next to Wenzhi and said in a low voice, “You can pick the lower ones first.”

Wen Zhi began to pout, “The ones on the top are exposed to more sunlight, making them more red.”

Si Mingchen didn’t say much and walked over to help Wen Zhi pick the hawthorns with a hook.

Wen Zhi was eager to try, “I want to try it too.”

Si Mingchen took a visual check of the distance, “You can’t reach it.”

Wen Zhi: “If you hold me, I will be able to reach it.”

[Hahaha, so cheesy.]

[Wen Zhi’s family could open a sugar factory. They are all industrial sweeteners.]

[How old is Wen Zhi? Why does his persona look like a high school student?]

[ He’s so mischievous, I like it.]

Facing Wen Zhi’s hot and honest eyes, Si Mingchen still did not agree: “We have enough hawthorns.”

Wen Zhi had no choice but to turn around with the bamboo basket on his back, “Fine, throw in the one you have.”

Having completed their task, the two of them were ready to return home.

Before leaving, Si Mingchen washed his hands and handed Wen Zhi two tissues, “Wipe the sweat from your forehead.”

Wen Zhi did as he was told, and followed Si Mingchen hopping along.

This time, he was a little faster and tried to sit on the crossbar of the bicycle.

Si Mingchen saw through his little scheme and blocked the crossbar before he could sit: “Sit at the back.”

Wen Zhi gave him an unhappy look but continued to bury his face in Si Mingchen’s back, rubbing against it mischievously.

[Hahahaha, am I a bit bad? I like to see the way Wen Zhi is rejected by Si Mingchen.]

[It’s funny how they get along with each other hhh.]

[Although it’s not really true, Wen Zhi is so dedicated, always showcasing their affection to gather votes.]

[Si Mingchen has never participated in this kind of programme before, so he might not be used to it.]

[I wonder what it would be like if Si Mingchen talked about love.]

When they returned to their place, the other guests had already returned and were preparing a barbecue on the largest terrace.

Today’s dinner was hosted by the program team, with a self-service barbecue that gave everyone a chance to get to know each other.

Wen Zhi sat down with Si Mingchen and noticed that the other guests were watching the real-time vote count.

He asked Xie Jing, “May I ask how many votes we have currently?”

Xie Jing’s profession was dancing, and he dressed in a hip-hop style, with a relatively easy-going personality. He handed the count to Wen Zhi, “Last place.”

Wen Zhi saw that they were still far behind Gu Chengfeng’s vote count and guessed that they would be in last place again tomorrow. He had no appetite during the meal.

Si Mingchen noticed that he had lost interest in the pork belly and steak and asked, “Are you feeling unwell?”

Wen Zhi sighed: “No.”

After dinner, the guests drank and chatted together. Suddenly, fireworks were set off in the sky, catching everyone’s attention.

However, the fireworks were far away, hidden by a building, and could be only seen by standing on the chair.

Wen Zhi noticed that the other two couples were cuddling and whispering to each other.

Although Qin Yushen and Gu Chengfeng were not as intimate, they were also playing games together.

He and Si Mingchen were the only ones who were not interacting sweetly at all.

Wen Zhi looked increasingly lonely and walked to the fence, drooping his head in disappointment.

At this moment, Si Mingchen walked over and asked, “What’s wrong?”

Wen Zhi murmured, “I looked at our votes, and we’ll probably be at the bottom again tomorrow. If that’s the case, will we be eliminated?”

Si Mingchen’s voice was soft, “The director said if you’re eliminated you can still come back.”

Wen Zhi muttered, “But I don’t want to be in the bottom all the time, I want to be at first too.”

With a bang, the fireworks exploded into the air, and Xie Jing and Qin Yusen and the others all gathered to admire the fireworks in the distance.

Wen Zhi was the shortest here, although he was 180, he looked very thin thanks to his slender frame.

Just as Wen Zhi’s head was about to give up watching, he was suddenly pulled up and then sat on Si Mingchen’s shoulder, who was half crouching, and was slowly lifted up.

In an instant, Wen Zhi’s entire vision brightened up.

The people around him exclaimed, and his heart was pounding as he held Si Mingchen’s hand tightly and looked down at him.

Si Mingchen’s expression remained calm: “Look.”

It was like New Year’s Eve on the pop-up screen.

[Aaaaahhhh, Si Mingchen’s boyfriend power is max.]

[Fuck! President Si is so cool!!]

[ Although it’s fake, I love watching it!!!]

[Act for me quickly! I just love this kind of restrained, cold and domineering type!]

[Here’s my vote for you!!!]

Wen Zhi suppressed his unexplainable excitement, and his mind drifted back to the time when Si Mingchen took him to the night market to watch the fireworks show in his second year of high school.

At that time, Si Mingchen was the same as he is now, letting him have fun and taking care of him, but his expression was always so calm, never showing any emotion.

He thought to himself that Si Mingchen must like him. Otherwise, why would he treat him so well?

The surrounding gazes had already shifted away from them.

At this moment, Wen Zhi whispered, “Si Mingchen, do you know when I first started liking you?”