I'm Crushing on Gorgeous Faces in Variety Shows!

The lively BBQ party didn’t end until half past nine.

Everyone was still buzzing with excitement, chatting about the recent scenes as they wrapped up. The lawn was filled with the aroma of BBQ.

Mu Qiu was still quite energetic, though calling out had left her parched and sweaty.

The director informed them to freshen up and regroup at the rooftop garden at ten o’clock.

After helping tidy up a bit, Mu Qiu leaned on Guan Yu’s shoulder, who in turn leaned on Shu Ran’s back. The three of them slowly climbed the stairs like a train, sluggish and sticky.

Shu Ran wore an expression of disdain, and her tone matched, but she didn’t push them away.

"Guan Yu, you’re really heavy, you’re about to crush my arm!"

"Mu Qiu, why are you shoving? When you shove, she shoves too!"

"Be careful! Watch out! You’re going to fall!"

"You’re all sweaty, I’m getting dizzy from your smell!"

Cheng Zhirang and the others were still tidying up below, and some had to stay for additional footage, while the girls, taking longer, headed upstairs first. So, it was just the three of them, crawling up the stairs.

Mu Qiu dragged out her words lazily, "I really am a bit tired."

Guan Yu: "You’re tired? I’m even more tired, okay?"

Shu Ran: "And whose fault is that? Running around, shouting and laughing. Guan Yu, get off me! Your head is rubbing against my face, and I’m still wearing makeup!"

Guan Yu replied dismissively, "Oh, Mu Qiu, you’re covered in BBQ smell. Did you have cocktails too?"

Mu Qiu: "I did, didn’t everyone? Sister Shu Ran, do you have any detox enzyme tea I could borrow? Tonight’s food was a bit greasy and salty."

Shu Ran: "Just knock on my door. Guan Yu, where are you touching?!"

Guan Yu laughed, "Hehehehehehe."

Step by step, they finally reached the second floor. Shu Ran backed them up against the wall and quickly pulled away.

"Did they roast your bones too? Stand up straight and hurry back to your rooms to freshen up."

Mu Qiu & Guan Yu: "Okay."

Three room doors opened and closed, the camera switched to the lawn below.

Sweaty Cheng Zhirang and Shi Yuhuai sat directly on the two-step platform, not caring about the dirt. Li Yang scrounged the remaining cans of soda from the drinks table, tossing two to Cheng Zhirang and Shi Yuhuai, wiped his sweat with the collar, and opened a can with one hand.

"Pss—"

Holding the drink, he sat beside Cheng Zhirang, tilting back to gulp down a couple of quick sips.

"Ah—satisfying."

Cheng Zhirang’s collar and back were drenched, his thin shirt clinging to his body, revealing a hint of muscle tone.

Three pairs of long legs sprawled on the lawn, Shi Yuhuai leaned back on his elbows gazing at the sky, while Cheng Zhirang wiped his sweat with his eyes closed and Li Yang kept drinking his soda.

"Finished all the BBQ, that was nice," said Cheng Zhirang.

Li Yang chimed in, "We didn’t bring much, so it figures. Sister Guan Yu and Mu Qiu sneaked some BBQ from the crew too."

Cheng Zhirang chuckled, "She brought me a skewer to try, their grilled squid was delicious."

Shi Yuhuai sighed, "All I ate were a few skewers of ready-to-eat chicken breast, the ungrilled kind."

Li Yang turned to look at him, "Turns out only work really pushes you to lose weight. I’m so envious of Mu Qiu, she seems to eat without gaining a pound."

"Not exactly," Cheng Zhirang shook his head, "she’s also controlling her diet lately. But she doesn’t need to slim down quickly, so she just avoids snacks and greasy, salty foods, cutting back on staples, but otherwise eats normally. She’ll probably have tea later to cut the grease."

"But she eats a lot, yet doesn’t seem to gain weight. People who can’t eat are always jealous of those who eat more without gaining."

Cheng Zhirang surveyed his figure, "You’re thin enough, considering how much energy performing takes, dietary restrictions aren’t the best approach."

"I know, but... that’s the market, right? Still need to slim down a bit. Brother Huai is also dieting— Oh, Brother Huai is right to watch his diet. I haven’t met another male artist who loves snacking so much. If it were me, my manager would be camping at my house overseeing me."

Upon this, Shi Yuhuai got a bit gloomier, but he still defended, "I’m not addicted to snacks, it’s mostly my assistant buys them for me, not eating would be wasteful. Plus, I hardly ever eat them, models have strict body standards. And again, I’m not a snack lover."

Cheng Zhirang: "So you don’t like mango sago or peach tower ice cream either?"

Li Yang: "Hahaha, hitting a nerve!"

The three of them, with Li Yang slimming for the stage, Shi Yuhuai reducing fat to maintain a model’s physique for catwalks and brand apparel fit, and Cheng Zhirang managing weight and building muscles for filming, had endless conversations on maintaining their figure.

After finishing their drinks, Cheng Zhirang crushed the can, tossed it softly into the bin with a "thud."

"Let’s go, wash up and head to the rooftop."

They cleaned up quickly, taking a shower before heading to the rooftop, noticing the ladies hadn’t moved yet.

The rooftop garden served as an afternoon tea spot, equipped with sofas, deck chairs, a glass table, and a swing, with plants lining the walls.

Stylish little night lights glowed beside them, with a vast starry sky above. From the walls, one could gaze at the bustling city center, skyscrapers, and magnificent lights reflected on the sea surface.

Li Yang, in shorts and a tee, plopped into the sofa, hugging a cushion and letting out a satisfied moan.

"There’s a breeze up here, feels great."

Shi Yuhuai and Cheng Zhirang had also changed into shorts—this being Cheng Zhirang’s first time wearing shorts above the knee on the show.

The clothes were from Mu Qiu, considering he’d already changed twice today, needing another outfit for tomorrow, sleepwear wasn’t ideal, so she grabbed him a pair of the last sporty shorts, gray, soft and comfortable.

As someone without wardrobe privileges, there’s little option to refuse, so he just wore them for the shoot.

"They’re still getting ready?" Shi Yuhuai frowned.

Li Yang glanced at the night sky, saying, "It’s girls, managing long hair alone takes time. Plus, their freshening up processes are double ours."

Shi Yuhuai, puzzled, asked, "Which extra steps are those?"

"... I’m not too sure, better ask Brother Cheng."

Both turned to Cheng Zhirang.

Cheng Zhirang: "... Maybe more skincare steps? And scrubs, body lotion, hair masks, essential oils, kind of time-consuming as well."

Li Yang "Oh~" with a look that said "Who knew Brother Cheng understood Mu Qiu’s freshening up routine so well?"

Shi Yuhuai remarked, "Sounds complicated."

"What’s so complicated?"

Three women walked out with black facial masks, startling Li Yang when he looked over.

"Black-faced god of evil!"

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