The staff handed over towels and warm water, and Qiao Yan raised her head and took a sip of water. Her slender neck was extremely eye-catching in front of the camera.

She wiped the sweat off her neck with a towel and held her chin high.

The dim streetlight shone on her face, illuminating her delicate profile very clearly.

The audience couldn't help but wonder how good-looking Qiao Yan was. Every shot of her drinking water was as beautiful as a mortal.

[Fuck! Why are there people who look so good-looking from the front and side? 】

[Is this young lady really an amateur? I wonder if she is an artist preparing to debut in some company.]

[I announce that I have successfully become a fan of Qiao Yan’s face!!!!]

[You all really follow your five senses in your outlook. Have you forgotten that Qiao Yan is the seamless fiancée of Yue Bao’s ex-boyfriend? 】

[The new girlfriend was announced less than a week after the breakup, saying that Qiao Yan was not a third party, even dogs would not believe it!]

Wen Qing also walked to the finish line leisurely, glanced at the embarrassed guests, and a trace of satisfaction flashed in her eyes.

But when her eyes touched Qiao Yan and An Ruo, Wen Qing's expression changed instantly.

"Qiao Yan and An Ruo both performed very well, but our competition system does not allow for a tie for first place, so you have to compete again. Do you two have any objections?"

Qiao Yan shook his head.

An Ruo asked, "What will happen if I have any objections?"

Wen Qing suddenly smiled and said, "If you have any opinions, I will reject them."

[Hahaha, Director Wen is still Director Wen. It seems that last season some guests also expressed their opinions, but they were ruthlessly dismissed. 】

[Director Wen: I’m just asking politely, why do you still take it seriously? 】

[An Ruo’s expression is so funny, and she looks so unhappy. I’m really afraid that Director Wen will be beaten up by a guest one day. 】

"Ahem, since you all have no objections, I'll tell you how to compete. It's very simple, just like push-ups, the one with the most numbers in one minute wins."

Qiao Yan raised his eyebrows, looking surprised.

Other guests and the audience in the live broadcast room found it unexpected. This is not Wen Qing's style.

Wen Qing added: "Of course, there is one more thing. Let your teammates count. Lie down and count~"

Okay, this is her style.

The staff laid out two plastic sheets, and Lin Huaixue and Chu Wanyue looked at each other.

Lin Huaixue's face looked okay, but she was just a little embarrassed.

Chu Wanyue was different. Her pale face was full of impatience, as if she was about to run away in the next second.

Wen Qing knew her bad temper and provoked her with a provocative tone: "Wan Yue, aren't you willing to count Qiao Yan? Are you afraid of embarrassment or something?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Chu Wanyue's anger began to rise.

"Afraid? What do I have to be afraid of? I'm not the one doing the wrong things!"

After saying that, she took a few steps to the plastic sheet and lay down straight on it.

Getting ready to start, Qiao Yan leaned over and placed his arms beside Chu Wanyue's ears.

She and Chu Wanyue were very close, so close that they could count each other's distinct eyelashes.

Qiao Yan was not nervous, his face was as usual, and his breathing was calm.

Chu Wanyue clutched her skirt tightly with both hands, her chest was rising and falling, and she felt uncomfortable all over.

"Get ready, start!"

Qiao Yan bent his arms to ninety degrees, and his face suddenly came closer. Chu Wanyue turned her head away and closed her eyes.

For a moment, the two of them breathed close to each other.

The next second, Qiao Yan left again.

Chu Wanyue couldn't catch her breath, and Qiao Yan approached her again.

Just like this, Chu Wanyue felt that her heart was also rising and falling.

Wen Qing shouted from the side: "Chu Wanyue, open your eyes and count the sounds."

Chu Wanyue opened her eyes and said in a tight voice: "5, 6, 7, 8..."
Chapter completed!