Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
“Help me investigate someone.” After a pause, Wen Shihao said in a low voice, “Rock ‘n’ roll singer Jiang Jiusheng.”
Filming began promptly at 2:00 p.m. One of the guest celebrities came late. Who else could it have been if not Jiang Jiusheng’s rival?
“Hello everybody, I am Liu Xu. It’s my first time on this program, and there are many things I don’t know, so I’ll have to trouble all my seniors to guide me along.”
Liu Xu was dressed in a modest dress and obediently greeted everybody one by one.
Perhaps because they were keeping Jiang Jiusheng’s presence in mind, the staff members in the makeup room were neither hot nor cold toward Liu Xu. Liu Xu didn’t flare up either. She apologized profusely and said that she was late because of a traffic jam. In order to get there on time, she had done her makeup in the car. In any case, she had taken care of everything.
Su Qing approached Jiang Jiusheng and showed no intention of lowering her volume. “Hey, here comes another hypocrite,” she said.
Liu Xu had already walked over. Her hands were clasped as she said timidly, “Shengsheng, long time no see.”
F*ck! With such acting skills, why is she a singer? Su Qing rolled her eyes.
On the other hand, Jiang Jiusheng was totally undisturbed. She replied calmly, “Everybody here knows that we don’t get along. You don’t have to continue acting.”
Liu Xu’s face instantly darkened. Su Qing and the others were speechless.
As expected, Sheng Ye was Sheng Ye; she was different from the pretentious b*tches in the entertainment circle.
Three minutes later, the deputy director of the program got ready to start broadcasting at the hotel and informed all the cameramen to get ready.
Mad Dash was an outdoor sports reality show. In this episode, the director had invited five celebrity guests to work with seven fixed main characters, and they had been “randomly” sorted into four groups.
Jiang Jiusheng was usually very lowkey and didn’t interact much with the people within her industry. She didn’t have much to say to the other celebrities other than for Su Qing. It was probably also because they had arranged for the most active MC on the program, Zhang Zaihe, to be on her and Su Qing’s team.
Zhang Zaihe had debuted as a comedian. He was over 30 years old and had been in the industry for many years. It was obvious that Zhang Zaihe was maneuvering the atmosphere the entire time. The results, however, were not as obvious.
The three of them sat in the car heading toward the game venue. Zhang Zaihe was driving, and he didn’t forget to try to liven up the atmosphere.
“Shengsheng,” he said. “You don’t usually appear on variety shows, right? Is this your first?”
Jiang Jiusheng was sitting in the backseat. “Yes.”
“You chose our program, Running, for your first variety show. Looks like Shengsheng has a special fondness for our show.” Zhang Zaihe smiled widely. He turned his head and looked at Jiang Jiusheng expectantly.
Hurry up and praise our program! Praise our program as hard as you can!
“No,” Jiang Jiusheng replied. “My manager agreed to this.”
Zhang Zaihe was speechless. There was no need to be so honest. He changed the topic to a simpler one. “Shengsheng, have you ever watched our program?”
Jiang Jiusheng had to answer the question. “No.”
She killed the conversation again—she should’ve answered by saying that she has watched our program! After all, our program is so popular! Why isn’t she doing what she’s supposed to do? I’ll just talk about games instead.
Zhang Zaihe tried his best to curl his stiff lips. “Shengsheng, who do you think is most likely to be the traitor?”
In order to make things interesting, the program had arranged for someone to be a “traitor.” Before the start of the game, they had arranged a warm-up session for the traitor to blend in. However… Jiang Jiusheng had been disqualified in the first round.
“I don’t know,” replied Jiang Jiusheng lazily.
Zhang Zaihe changed his demeanor. “Then who do you think is least likely to be the traitor?”
Jiang Jiusheng thought about it. “Su Qing, I guess.”
Su Qing, who was sitting off to the side, immediately asked Jiang Jiusheng, “Why me?”
Jiang Jiusheng looked out of the window, evidently lacking interest in this sort of variety show. Still, she tried her best to give a serious reply.
“Your acting skills are terrible, and your face is an open book,” she said. “There’s no way the production unit would choose you to be the traitor.”