TLSOTMTKOGAYWHTDI Chapter 41

Chapter 40: Film it all in Yellow

The morning mist hadn’t fully dissipated when Zhuo Huaimo woke up to find the other side of the bed empty.

“Knowing to leave early shows some sense of propriety!”

Zhuo Huaimo muttered to himself. As soon as he turned over, he felt like his whole body was about to fall apart.

“Hiss—”

The two had been together for some time, and the frequency was alarming, but he clearly hadn’t gotten used to this intensity, or perhaps it was because Qi Yanwang was simply too physically strong.

Zhuo Huaimo couldn’t help but complain,

“That little wolf cub must have been a starving ghost in his past life!”

The next three days were the recording of the final episode of “Recreating Life.”

After a quick clean-up, Zhuo Huaimo prepared to go out and coordinate with the crew before officially starting the day’s filming.

As soon as he lifted the tent flap, he saw a familiar figure standing with his back to him, squatting by the campfire, frying eggs.

The crisp sound of the metal spatula colliding with the iron pan startled the early-rising birds in the forest.

For a moment, Zhuo Huaimo thought he was seeing things.

That person, no matter how bold, shouldn’t be so rampant… right?

Zhuo Huaimo wasn’t so sure anymore.

When the figure wearing the same style of windbreaker as him turned around, the heart hanging in Zhuo Huaimo’s chest finally died!

[Clang—]

The thermos in his hand landed steadily on the pebbles.

“Good morning, Teacher Zhuo!”

Qi Yanwang tapped the iron pan with the spatula, a smirk playing on his lips.

Zhuo Huaimo froze on the spot, unmoving.

Qi Yanwang, seeing his ashen face, walked towards him holding a plate with two fried eggs, completely serious,

“Teacher Zhuo, eat eggs, replenish protein, you need it!”

The cameraman thirty meters away immediately zoomed in.

Zhuo Huaimo’s back molars tightened, his knuckles turned white as he bent down to pick up the thermos. Avoiding the camera, he gritted his teeth and said,

“Qi Yanwang! Don’t push it too far!”

Qi Yanwang continued as if he hadn’t heard, found the right camera angle, and continued,

“Teacher Zhuo, really not going to eat? In this mountain, plus last night…”

“Okay, thank you, Teacher Qi!”

Zhuo Huaimo quickly handed the thermos to him and took the plate from his hand.

Qi Yanwang took the thermos, shook it, and said playfully to the camera,

“What’s Teacher Zhuo soaking in this thermos? It couldn’t be wolfberries, could it?”

“Pfft—”

Zhuo Huaimo was speechless, almost choking on his own breath!

The comments section went wild:

“Help! Qi Yanwang frying eggs in the morning? Husband vibes max!”

“Wolfberries in a thermos… forgive me for being a little dirty-minded!”

“Why does that windbreaker look like a couple outfit on them? I think I’m starting to ship them!”

“Qi Yanwang’s grin is practically splitting his face. Did he drink fake alcohol?”

Zhuo Huaimo forked an egg into his mouth, using the chewing motion to hide his twitching lips.

Qi Yanwang suddenly leaned in close to his ear, the microphone picking up his breathy voice,

“CEO Zhuo, your legs are still shaking? Looks like you haven’t been trained enough!”

The egg instantly went down the wrong pipe. Zhuo Huaimo coughed violently, his reddened eyes shimmering in the morning light.

Qi Yanwang took the opportunity to pat him on the back, his fingertips ambiguously tracing the hollow of his spine, and the comments section exploded like fireworks.

“Teacher Qi!”

Zhuo Huaimo grabbed onto the tree trunk, his face turning green with anger, and gritted his teeth,

“Shouldn’t you be on the set of your new drama right now?”

Qi Yanwang shook the program crew’s work pass, his fox eyes filled with innocence,

“The title sponsor of ‘Recreating Life’ suddenly changed to a brand under Xingyue, as a spokesperson, of course, I have to save the day.”

He turned sideways to block the camera, his fingertips seemingly caressing the back of Zhuo Huaimo’s hand,

“CEO Zhuo, are you not cherishing what you’ve got now that you have it? Don’t you even look at your own artists’ schedules and notices?”

The comments section exploded:

“Help, what are they saying? Did I just see Top-Tier Zhuo’s Adam’s apple move?”

“Upstairs, are you watching with 8x magnification?”

“But what is Qi Yanwang hiding? What’s something we VIPs can’t hear? I’ll pay extra!”

“Did I enter the wrong channel? I thought I was here to watch a wilderness survival show? Why is the comment section acting like this?”

“Don’t be annoying, people in the livestream! They’re both from the same company, and Old Zhuo is his boss. What’s wrong with them interacting more?”

“Exactly! Shipping everything will only hurt you. Our Old Qi is a straight man! Pure straight!”

Zhuo Huaimo couldn’t help but laugh when he saw this comment during a break.

Ha, straight man?

Pure straight? Yeah, probably only he knew how straight that thing could be when Qi Yanwang was in heat!!!

Damn it!

His waist was still aching!

“Attention, all guests!”

The director cut into the shot with a loudspeaker,

“This episode will feature a survival supplies competition. Please draw lots to form teams.”

Qi Yanwang took a long stride and stood behind Zhuo Huaimo, his chest pressed against his back as he reached for the drawing box.

Hot breath tickled his ear, “CEO Zhuo, is your heart beating so fast because you’re afraid of being on a team with me… or afraid of not being on a team with me?”

“Damn! What is this wall-pinning drawing position!”

“CEO Zhuo’s ears are bleeding!”

“I bet five mao that the program crew has a script. It’s just industrial sugar.”

“Upstairs, are you blind? The veins on CEO Zhuo’s hand are popping as he grabs the lot!”

The unfolded slip of paper stunned everyone—the bright red words “Opponent” pierced through the morning mist.

“Damn it! Boss becomes opponent, director team, you know how to stir up trouble!”

“Do you think Brother Qi will go easy on him?”

“CEO Zhuo’s smile is off. He looks like a fox who stole a chicken! He’s going to cause trouble!”

Sure enough, Zhuo Huaimo waved the bright red “Opponent” slip and suddenly locked Qi Yanwang’s climbing buckle onto a tree trunk.

“Teacher Qi, I’ll take my leave first!”

“Zhuo Huaimo, you son of a bitch!”

Qi Yanwang was locked to the tree trunk and tripped instantly!

“Holy shit! CEO Zhuo’s groin kick!”

“What happened to the gentle movie star? These are wild moves!”

“Top-Tier Qi’s ears are red! He’s anxious, he’s anxious!”

“Laughing to death, elementary school chickens pecking at each other!”

“CEO Zhuo’s hand speed for unclipping Brother Qi’s backpack strap is amazing!”

“Is this the revenge of a top-tier star? I love it, I love it!”

The director team’s loudspeaker rang out, “The team that finishes eating the food in the supplies box at the bottom of the cliff first gets priority for dinner. Special note—each supplies box requires two people to open it together!”

Zhuo Huaimo spun around and kicked off the cliff wall, using the momentum to slide down twenty meters in an instant.

Amidst the sound of the vibrating steel cable, Qi Yanwang’s tactical glove brushed past his waist, accurately hooking away the hydraulic pliers from his equipment bag.

“Thanks for the sponsorship!”

Qi Yanwang shook the spoils of war and accelerated his descent, “Without this, you can’t open the titanium alloy lock.”

“These moves are 666!”

“CEO Zhuo’s face is dark! Hahaha!”

“Does this count as revenge for being locked up by CEO Zhuo just now?”

“Teacher Zhuo, do you need a lock-picking tool?”

The female guest, Su Ying, threw a spare key from the side peak.

Qi Yanwang raised his hand and threw a pine cone, and the key drew an arc in the air and fell into the rock crevice entwined with deep vines.

Taking advantage of his distraction, Zhuo Huaimo tore off the spare rope around his waist and wrapped it around a protruding rock.

The rough hemp rope rubbed his palms red, and he used the force to swing to the bottom of the cliff. The old-fashioned copper lock glowed greenish in the morning light.

“The key was already hidden by the program team in…”

Qi Yanwang’s voice stopped abruptly when he landed with a flying descent—

Zhuo Huaimo unhurriedly pulled another spare key from his short boots.

He hooked his fox-like beautiful eyes and smiled triumphantly,

“I told you, I always have a Plan B!”

“Hahaha, CEO Zhuo’s Plan B is amazing!”

“Brother Qi’s pupils are shaking! Hahaha!”

“When did CEO Zhuo put the spare key in? It seems that old ginger is still spicier, your boss is still your boss!”

Zhuo Huaimo quickly opened the supplies box, took the toast inside and held it in his mouth, pulled out the signal flare,

“Director, is it judged as successful?”

“It can’t be successful!”

Qi Yanwang suddenly grabbed his wrist and bit the other side of the bread, the tip of his nose brushing against the face covered in grass clippings.

Zhuo Huaimo’s pupils were shocked. When he retreated, he stepped on moss and was dragged into the other’s arms by a safety rope.

Qi Yanwang’s palm protected the back of his head from hitting the rock wall, his Adam’s apple rolled as he swallowed the food, and his tongue swept across the remaining crumbs. The crumbs fell rustling onto the entangled clothes with the vibration.

He brushed his fingertips across the corner of his mouth and smiled slyly,

“It seems that Teacher Zhuo didn’t listen carefully to the rules. It takes two people to eat it together!”

Zhuo Huaimo was pressed against the stone wall by him, and the movements of the two were too ambiguous.

“Cough cough—”

The PD next to him reminded, “That… Teacher Qi, it only takes two people to open it together, not, two people to eat it together!”

“Oh, really?”

Qi Yanwang reacted and pretended to be innocent, “Did I misunderstand?”

The live broadcast room went crazy:

“Is this eating bread or eating people!”

“Screenshot! Qi Dog’s hand on his waist is popping with veins!”

“This toast must be framed in the Civil Affairs Bureau!”

“Brother Qi, just based on your acting skills, I will definitely vote for you as the Movie Emperor this year!”

“I declare that Brother Qi’s best acting skills in this life have been directly contributed to ‘Recreating Life’!”

Zhuo Huaimo pushed him away and warned, covering the microphone,

“We’re filming a show, restrain yourself!”

Qi Yanwang spread his hands innocently and followed behind, shouting loudly,

“Teacher Zhuo, I’ve already said I didn’t mean it! I’ll let you have it next time at most!”

“Wait a minute…”

The PD raised the loudspeaker tremblingly, “There is also a task card in the supplies box!”

The ignored bottom of the box quietly lay with a gilded envelope, “The winner has the right to designate the opponent to accept the punishment—please go to the hot spring area for a thirty-second underwater breath-holding challenge”

Ripples rippled in the white mist-steaming spring pool, and Zhuo Huaimo heard the sound of water behind him as soon as he soaked to the collarbone.

Qi Yanwang pushed aside the mist and came up, his well-trained arms horizontally blocking him in front of his waist,

“Teacher Zhuo, if you admit defeat now, you can still keep a dry bath towel.”

“Teacher Qi, you should save these words for yourself!”

Qi Yanwang leaned over and approached his ear, whispering provocatively,

“Don’t you remember how wet you get every time?”

Zhuo Huaimo backhanded his wrist and pressed the timer, and the misty water vapor blurred the noses of the two, which were only half a palm apart.

The barrage went crazy,

“I died at this slow-motion shot of entering the water!”

“Are the legs intertwined under the surface of the water?!”

“What did Top-Tier Qi say just now? I feel like CEO Zhuo is almost cooked!”

Qi Yanwang suddenly leaned forward, the water surface rippled with his low, hoarse voice,

“Why are you shaking?”

His palm slid down Zhuo Huaimo’s spine to his tailbone, lightly pinching at the dead corner of the camera, “Wasn’t it pretty good in the tent last night…”

“Shut up!”

Zhuo Huaimo suddenly dragged him underwater, and the surging bubbles covered the suddenly overlapping figures.

Through the shaking turquoise waves, 80,000 viewers saw Qi Yanwang’s hand stuck on the other’s tight waistline, his thumb stroking the faint red fingerprints left last night.

At 25 seconds, Zhuo Huaimo’s oxygen-deficient, reddened eyes swept across the camera, and suddenly bit Qi Yanwang’s shoulder to leverage himself up.

When the entangled black hair emerged from the water, there was a silver, bright waterline hanging between the lips of the two, and Qi Yanwang’s wet white shirt clung to the lines of his pectoral muscles,

“Teacher Zhuo fouled, from my mouth…”

The PD’s face turned green, and he interrupted and announced, tearing his throat,

“The thirty-second challenge is successful!”

“What happened to Teacher Zhuo from Brother Qi’s mouth? Did they kiss? That PD, let my brother finish his sentence!!”

“What can’t our VIPs finish listening to?! I’ll recharge for ten years!”

“Sisters, I don’t care, I’m going to start shipping!”

“Haters, don’t cause trouble! I’m going to stand for CP!”

“Regardless of whether it’s black or red, film it all in yellow!”