Chapter 428: Absolute Beauty Lead Vocalist & Cool Guy Rapper 13

Valuri Ren Pingsheng V: The weekend's big surprise, amazing.

Valuri Song Xing V: What a coincidence, next time we go out for a meal, maybe it'll still be the specially prepared seafood feast~

Valuri Captain Wen Yu V: Thank you all for caring about Yaoer; Jin Chen is currently out of shock danger. Regarding this live‑stream variety show, none of us received any prior notice, and we didn't know the black box would contain such a dangerous creature, nor why it happened to be Jin Chen's allergen—maybe it's all just a coincidence.

Wen Yu's explanation wasn't so sharp, but the three pictures he attached are quite thought‑provoking.

He uploaded the doctor's written precautions, deliberately marking in red that one must not touch the surface of any mucus‑covered sea creature.

And screenshots of the plush toys inside the black box when other label artists played the game, plus a silhouette of Yu Jinzhou keeping watch in the ward.

Netizens are sharp too; having seen such explosive events online, they immediately grasped what Wen Yu wanted to express.

And their bold, explosive remarks are also what netizens find shocking.

"Mom, they've gone crazy—there's actually a live person in domestic entertainment!"

"As long as they're okay!!! Such a severe allergy could really be life‑threatening—I have no idea what Song Xing Entertainment is up to!!"

"Song Xing Entertainment is really targeting Valuri, otherwise why would they suddenly use such a living creature for the game?"

"Exactly, it's just too coincidental—how could it happen to be the very thing Jin Chen is allergic to! It's terrifying when you think about it, family!"

But aside from fans and passersby, the incessantly foot‑tapping nitpicking haters remain active in the topic square.

"He's willing to play the game—what's it to the company? If he didn't want to play, would they really hold a knife to his throat?!!"

"Exactly, don't be two‑faced—maybe it's all just hype."

"A team that's been obscure for almost a year can, thanks to a teammate's poisonous allergy, land two hot‑search topics in a day—no wonder they're raking it in, I say."

As for such comments, Wen Yu and the others just pretended not to see them; after all, even if they explained, the haters could always find another angle to nitpick.

Those who refuse to hear the truth and truly want to smear others will never care what the facts are.

They only listen to what they want to hear.

But Wen Yu and the others can't control it—naturally someone will step in.

For example, a certain System 0731 that finally found its place to shine in this world.

It posted using a private account with extremely high weight in the topic square, attaching pictures of the comments from those accounts that had urged Jin Chen to thrust his hand in, along with the IP addresses of the people behind those accounts.

And it turned out to have an astonishing overlap rate with the IPs of several minor accounts that had been stomping their feet most aggressively in the square earlier.

The final picture shows the source of all those alternate accounts' disguises: the Light fan group.

After this Weibo post appeared in the hot topics, it instantly set the onlookers and fans ablaze.

Light's anti‑black team didn't even get a chance to rebut; in the end they just said, "Fan behavior has nothing to do with the Light group as a whole."

After the PR department of Song Xing Entertainment, which constantly monitors public opinion, discovered this post, no amount of reporting helped—it could only be escalated to Gou Siwen.

The internet world may be in an uproar, but it hardly affects the quiet outside the ward at this moment.

Wen Yu looked at his two low‑spirited teammates, sighed, and comforted them: "Yaoer has recovered; just be careful from now on, and you guys cheer up."

Usually the most energetic Song Xing had no mood to echo; he lowered his head, his voice more despondent than ever.

"I just feel that Boss Gou's intention with this variety show is to target us—if Yaoer hadn't had an incident in the first episode, who would be next?"

"If it weren't for his decent family background, which makes Boss Gou wary, today's incident might have been suppressed."

After saying that, he muttered and shrank his shoulders, feeling utterly wronged.

"I'm most afraid of the dark—if next time we go into a haunted house or play some courage‑testing game, I'll definitely break down."

Wen Yu lowered his eyes, put an arm around him and rubbed his shoulder a few times: "Come on, don't be so pessimistic—Boss Gou is already wary because of Yaoer's status, so he definitely won't do this again."

Ren Pingsheng sat in silence, after a while shifted his position to lean against Wen Yu, his fingers tapping the phone screen intermittently.

Meanwhile, inside the ward.

Yu Jinzhou sat beside the bed, gazing at Jin Chen's peaceful sleeping face, feeling a bit dazed.

He suddenly felt that Jin Chen resembled the little dog he had secretly raised in the Fuliyuan when he was young.

The stray dog had wandered for a long time, wary of everyone, yet it liked to cling to him alone.

Even if back then he only gave it a few scraps each day—leftover cold buns and steamed bread from the meals—it didn't matter.

But later that dog was beaten to death by someone; he secretly grieved for a long time, dug up its corpse, buried it in a pit, and laid it just outside where he slept.

After that, for many years he never again felt the sense of being deeply needed, unique, and irreplaceable.

As he gradually grew up, he realized this mindset was somewhat pathological, and he learned to conceal it.

But Jin Chen seemed to give him that feeling again.

His thoughts grew ever more tangled; Yu Jinzhou lowered his eyes and let his fingertips rest on Jin Chen's wrist at the bedside.

He felt the strong pulse beating at the wrist, and only then did he gradually emerge from the memory of that little dog.

In the next instant, Jin Chen reversed his grip on his fingers and rubbed them a few times.

Yu Jinzhou looked up in surprise, and saw Jin Chen slowly open his eyes; at the moment their gazes met, he clearly saw the smile and reliance in Jin Chen's eyes.

【Villain Heartthrob Value +15 detected, total 35!】

"How did you wake up so fast?"

Yu Jinzhou somewhat flustered, averted his gaze, feeling his heart suddenly pound violently—Jin Chen's earlier stare had been too scorching, as if it could see straight into his thoughts.

"I've rested enough, and… I dreamed that Zhouzhou was secretly feeling sad."

Jin Chen hooked his finger, his low, slightly hoarse teenage voice tinged with a smile: "So I wanted to see if you were really feeling sad."

"How could anything in a dream be real?"

Yu Jinzhou helplessly retorted, feeling his fingers get a little itchy, and involuntarily curled them, wanting to pull away.

As if sensing his movement, Jin Chen gently grasped his wrist again, his peach‑blossom eyes glistening, and said, "Zhouzhou, I want to go back."

"I'll have the doctor come check again; if there's no problem, can we head back to the dorm?"

Faced with such a pleading gaze, Yu Jinzhou felt his soft‑heartedness, with no power to resist.