Chapter 334: The Thirteenth Day in the Entertainment World

Chapter 334 Day Thirteen in the Entertainment World

Yu Ziyun unconsciously clicked open the bullet comments, and seeing the wild praise for An Yi's looks, along with all sorts of fan shipping comments, his face grew even darker, as if it could drip water.

Especially when he saw people discussing An Yi and Cang Xingjin together, calling them "the peak of handsomeness among the company's senior and junior," he nearly felt the urge to turn off the livestream.

And... that wasn't all—there were also slanderous comments about An Yi in the chat.

What were these people saying about a kid like him?!

He muttered under his breath, his voice cold and harsh, yet laced with bitterness.

He looked at the livestream interface, then set his phone face-down on the desk, trying to focus on the paperwork in front of him.

However, the image of An Yi in his heart-rate band, smiling quietly, along with the looks other guests cast his way, was burned into his mind, impossible to shake.

He took a deep breath, picked up his phone again, and opened the chat with An Yi. His finger hovered over the chat box for a long time, wanting to say something.

Should he ask why he joined this kind of show? Remind him to watch his boundaries? Or... as a friend, express his disapproval?

It wasn't his place.

In the end, he just sent a seemingly casual greeting: [Busy? How's today going?]

After sending it, he got a little distracted, his eyes kept flicking to the phone screen.

He knew that An Yi was recording the show right now and wouldn't have time to reply.

When he replies... he told himself, it's just concern as a friend.

If... if An Yi really showed more than just friendly interest in someone on the show, or if any romantic spark appeared, he would definitely... definitely, as a friend, give his honest opinion.

Yes, that's right.

Yu Ziyun tried to convince himself with logic, yet ignored the feelings of concern and bitterness churning inside him.

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The self-introduction round ended, and the production team didn't give everyone much time to adjust. The voice-over came on again, with a hint of mischievous amusement:

"Dear guests, since you've just met, you probably have some first impressions of each other. Now, the staff will hand out the 'First Impression Cards' to everyone."

A staff member stepped forward, handing each guest a plain white card and a pen.

"Next, please write down the name of the guest you're most interested in today, or would most like to get to know better."

The director added: "Tonight, we will announce the results. If a mutual match occurs, the two matched guests will get first pick for their date tomorrow."

Once the rules were announced, a few small gasps and low chuckles went through the living room.

This segment was quick and to the point, instantly ramping up the competitive and romantic tension of the dating show.

Whether it was scripted or not, at least everyone seemed pretty into it.

"Here we go! The classic first impression choice!"

"So exciting! I wonder who Xingxing will pick?"

"Who will Sister Bingxuan pick? I'm so nervous!"

"Who will An Yi pick? I'm dying to know!"

"Don't pick anyone! Hubby! Don't pick a single one!!"

"Lin Yan and Bo Yangxia will probably pick each other, right? I saw them exchange glances a few times earlier—they already knew each other."

"Not necessarily. That An Yi guy's looks are way too lethal. I saw Lin Yan sneak a few glances at him!"

"Heart rate! Don't forget the heart rate! Bingxuan's heart rate spiked when she saw An Yi!"

"Hao Yangyang and Yu Tongxin are both staring at our Xingxing—they've got no shame!"

"Tsk... that fake Best Actor's fans are so annoying."

"..."

The bullet comments exploded instantly, with all sorts of guesses and analyses zooming past.

The guests' expressions varied.

Cang Xingjin took the card, his face showing little emotion, like he already knew his answer.

Ruan Bingxuan held her card tightly, her cheeks slightly flushed, looking a bit flustered.

Yu Tongxin, as a popular young actress, handled it more gracefully, smiling as she picked up her pen, like she'd already made up her mind.

Lin Yan and Hao Yangyang leaned in together, whispering.

Among the male guests, Miao Bin flipped his signature silver hair, flashing a bright smile. His gaze swept over the female guests, but finally lingered briefly on An Yi's calm profile as he sat quietly, eyes downcast.

Bo Yangxia, meanwhile, looked a bit nervous, secretly observing everyone else's reactions.

An Yi held the thin card and pen, his expression still calm. He twirled the pen casually between his fingers, the motion smooth and fluid.

Miao Bin was drawn by his movements, his gaze eventually settling on An Yi's fingertips as they spun the pen.

"Everyone has one hour to think and write. After an hour, we'll collect the cards. Please note, your answers will be kept confidential."

The director added: "For the rest of today, your time is free. The second floor of the villa is for the male guests, the third floor for the female guests—one room each. You can go ahead and drop off your luggage and get familiar with the place. Also, the production team won't provide meals. For lunch and dinner, you'll need to work together using the funds provided on the table."

With that, the production team temporarily retreated behind the scenes, leaving the space entirely to the guests.

"Let's pick rooms first?" Miao Bin took the lead, breaking the brief silence with his infectious smile. "We've been in the car for a while—might as well drop off our luggage."

Everyone agreed, and the group headed upstairs with their suitcases.

The male guests took over the female guests' luggage, helping carry them to the third floor first.

An Yi carried the female lead's luggage, with Ruan Bingxuan walking beside him, saying, "Thank you."

An Yi smiled at her. "You're welcome. Is it okay to leave it here?"

Ruan Bingxuan was momentarily dazzled by his smile, then smiled back. "Sure."

Comments section:

"Ohhhh! I'm buying this ship! He's the best-looking one!!"

"I'm not so sure. He seems to have the lowest status here. Usually the male lead wouldn't be set up like that, right?"

"Why not? Let's climb to the top together!"

"..."

The second-floor hallway was spacious, with several bedrooms lined up side by side, each door bearing a temporary nameplate. Once you picked one, you could write your name on it.

The rooms were similar in size and layout, decorated in a simple, comfortable style.

"An Yi, which room are you taking?" Miao Bin naturally walked over to An Yi's side, casually slinging an arm over his shoulder like it was no big deal. "We're both singers—maybe we can swap some music tips tonight. How about I take the room next to yours?"

The unexpected touch made An Yi glance over at him.

An Yi's eyes crinkled into a smile that wasn't warm, but it still seemed to shine in a way that drew people in. "Sure," he agreed readily, his voice gentle.

Miao Bin, looking at the smile so close before him, felt his heart skip a beat. His grin only grew wider, but he kept his arm right where it was.