Chapter 57: Heroes of the World Are as Numerous as Carp Crossing the River (Request Follows, Request Monthly Votes)

After the "Unmoved Challenge" game, Bai Liang and Na Zha had fully delivered the CP experience to the audience.

Unmoved by any other beauties, only his heart raced wildly when facing you—expressing his feelings under the "scientific" proof.

This was damn romantic.

Bai Liang: That thing wasn't scientific at all.

He was just emotionally stable enough, and Na Zha was clearly cheating! She cheated!

But faced with the collective auntie smiles, Bai Liang gave up on explaining.

After all, it wasn't easy to explain—could he tell everyone: I once broke down completely at her place because of her unwashed silk stockings, so I had a stress reaction this time?

At her place? Unwashed silk stockings?

If those two things got out, they might top tomorrow's headlines.

Meanwhile, Na Zha would probably blush to explosion right on the spot~

Bai Liang wouldn't dare do something like that.

Originally, Na Zha thought she'd caught Bai Liang's weak spot, accurately pinpointing his XP—but upon deeper thought, she couldn't help suspecting he'd done it on purpose.

What if it was purely for show effect?

That possibility was very high!

From confidence to self-doubt, these matters between men and women always churn the heart up and down, leaving it restless.

Yet it was precisely this bittersweet flavor that made one unable to resist, drawn helplessly into it.

The rest of the recording went smoothly; the production team did give Bai Liang and Na Zha slightly more camera time as a CP.

He He He He Laoshi kept steering the conversation toward them.

But not excessively—after all, the main stars were Lin Yue'er and Lin Gengxin; everything had to revolve around them.

After the game segment ended, it was time for the guests' talent performances.

With this sea of beautiful girls, each possessing some talent, it was naturally their moment to shine.

Mostly singing and dancing.

Lin Yue'er, who had performed poorly earlier due to language issues, finally returned to her "home turf."

As for "useless" people like Bai Liang and Lin Gengxin, they naturally became obedient audience members, clapping for the girls.

Lin Gengxin had no talent—he couldn't just bring a computer onstage to perform last-hitting in the tower.

It was said his admission to the Acting Academy was much like Huang Jiaozhu's—purely based on his looks.

Bai Liang's teasing made Lin Gengxin protest: he claimed he could twirl a handkerchief.

Brilliant!

"Then go up and twirl one."

Lin Gengxin scratched his head: "But I don't have a handkerchief~"

"I can go out and buy you one right now."

"Master, spare me—I'm sorry!"

After all, Bai Liang was the kind of ruthless guy who'd enter the national exam just to win first place—Lin Gengxin truly didn't dare mess with him over such nonsense.

After dropping the nonsense, the two focused on watching the girls dance.

Even more intently than during the games!

And they clapped loudly for Lin Yue'er—sure enough, it had to be a girl group dancing.

Na Zha had also performed a dance from Xinjiang—it was quite beautiful, but its visual impact was definitely inferior to Korean girl groups.

Very real!

So sexy and fiery.

According to some unreliable rumor: the main purpose of many Korean girl group choreographies is to make viewers want to sleep with them.

After all, most of them have great figures, wear revealing outfits, and perfectly embody the lowbrow erotic dance elements men fantasize about.

This view objectified them somewhat; Bai Liang offered no personal opinion—he'd merely heard it secondhand.

But he'd once seen Jin Cheng dance at the set.

Though she seemed like a crazy woman on the surface, she was a graduate of Beijing Dance Academy and had competed in the Taoli Cup—a professional dancer.

Even then, in the gym, she wore little, yet her movements were simple yet powerful, graceful as a startled swan, flowing effortlessly with her will.

Beyond mere physical beauty, the slow, controlled expansion of muscular power gave a completely different kind of visual impact.

"Hey! It's all art—why rank them? If you like it, watch more!"

"What are you crazy about?" Lin Gengxin said, dumbfounded.

"I was just expressing my homesickness..."

When the recording ended, it was nearly midnight; Bai Liang had no idea how much of these four or five hours of variety content would remain after editing.

Fortunately, he didn't care much about his own screen time—he just felt the experience was decent.

He could play games, watch performances, and since he naturally had high energy, while others were all drooping, he remained fully alert.

But today he met a kindred spirit—He He He He Laoshi showed no change in his energy either.

He'd been smiling earlier, and now he was much the same—but today, he spoke more than anyone else.

It was said he only needed three hours of sleep per day... though he himself had "denied" this claim.

"What's that? In our entertainment circle, there are people who go three months without sleep, then sleep for eighteen days straight," Lin Gengxin yawned, offering trivia.

"Really?"

Bai Liang was stunned—heroes of the world were as numerous as carp crossing a river...

He thought he was already "not human," but there were still higher-level masters?!

"Don't listen to him—he's just joking," He He He He Laoshi laughed, explaining. "Let's go have some late-night snacks. Eat well, then rest properly."

Hearing this, Bai Liang turned his head to glance at Na Zha, for they had previously agreed to eat hot pot together.

He always remembered such "promises" particularly clearly.

Na Zha shot him a glare, then quickly agreed to He He He He Laoshi.

A senior with such a stellar reputation in the industry is inviting you to dinner—how could you possibly refuse?

Na Zha: Obviously, I'm indispensable!

That night's meal had few people dining together.

Lin Yue'er still had to catch a flight late at night; she had a schedule the next morning, but given how famous she was, it was certainly plausible.

Others also had matters to attend to and bid farewell and left first.

Fortunately, the Happy Family had all shown up together—surely enough to fill a table.

Meng Zi Yi quietly followed along; she naturally had nothing else to do, but her mood was poor.

The young girl wasn't good at hiding her feelings—they were all written on her face.

But this gathering was organized by He He He He Laoshi, whose emotional intelligence was truly exceptional; after arriving at the restaurant, a few words sufficed to warm the entire table's atmosphere.

He successfully diverted Meng Zi Yi's attention.

After all, a senior so renowned in the industry cared about her fledgling acting career—Meng Zi Yi had no heart left to dwell on that earlier "unmoved challenge."

At first she was cautious, then gradually loosened up.

Her slightly playful way of speaking quickly bonded her with the Happy Family's hosts, who were accustomed to flamboyant styles.

After "calming" Meng Zi Yi, He He He He Laoshi turned his curious gaze toward Bai Liang.

"Xiao Bai, I feel you're quite unique—welcome to visit Mango TV more often in the future."

Bai Liang: "Not that unique—just luckier than most."

"He He He He Laoshi, you're spot on! I call him the Great Immortal." Lin Gengxin didn't care—he'd definitely take the opportunity to undermine him now.

"A nickname? There are no wrong nicknames, only wrong names. I won't dig deeper today, but we'll surely have many chances to interact later—congratulations on your new drama's huge success and skyrocketing popularity!"

"Cheers~"