On New Year’s Eve, the program <Wanna Get Off Work> arranged a special live broadcast event for all the previous flight guests and members to celebrate the New Year with netizens.
Director Cui suggested live streaming from the team leader’s luxurious mansion, and Song Jianchu prepared the largest property in advance to accommodate the guests.
On New Year’s Day, Song Jianchu went to the house alone and didn’t leave with Mu Ye.
Even though netizens had seen this billion-dollar property a few times in vlogs, they were still excited when the live broadcast started.
In the live footage, Song Jianchu was alone, preparing to receive guests.
Next to the flower-covered Nakashima table, the guys wore simple and casual long-sleeved t-shirts and loose shorts, giving a cozy and homely vibe. They picked up flowers one by one, trimmed the long branches and excess leaves, put them in vases, and arranged them on the dining table and around the house.
After setting up the environment, Song Jianchu went to the kitchen to prepare meals for the friends.
[“I’m sorry, I haven’t seen the world, sob sob, isn’t this my dream home?”]
[“You’d need at least a hundred thousand to spend a night in this house, right?”]
[“My son is really capable. Whoever marries my son will have accumulated blessings from eight thousand lifetimes.”]
[“Ha-ha, I don’t want a son anymore. I want a husband like this.”]
[“Sister up front, you’re going too far. Except for Teacher Mu, no one is allowed to covet my son.”]
After dark, friends arrived one by one with gifts.
“Oh my, did you do all of this by yourself?” Pei Shinian put down the fine wine he brought and sincerely asked while looking at the exquisite food on the table, “Jianchu, do you need a roommate? I can play games with you every day and help clean your room. You just need to feed me.”
Mu Ye helped Song Jianchu pull out a chair and said softly, “Stop dreaming.”
Song Jianchu sat down next to Mu Ye and said, “I did most of it myself, but for some complicated dishes, I hired a chef.”
Qin Fang also sincerely praised, “Impressive, you’ve got some skills. You’re ready for marriage.”
Mu Ye drifted over ambiguously and said, “Indeed.”
Song Jianchu skillfully blocked someone’s signal, his ears slightly red, and looked coldly at Qin Fang. “Who told you to come?”
Qin Fang smiled, “The director asked me to come, it’s in the official announcement.”
Song Jianchu ground his teeth.
Bai Xingyu sighed, “You’ve worked hard. This must have taken a lot of time.”
Kun Yu’an clasped his hands together and skillfully praised, “The store manager’s cooking skills are really amazing. I can have a New Year’s Eve dinner here.”
[“Long time no see, Rainbow Sis.”]
[“Kun Yu’an’s rainbow praise, still the same taste, ha-ha-ha.”]
Pei Shinian sat next to Kun Yu’an and nervously turned his head, saying, “Actually, I can cook too. I’ll invite you guys to my place another day.”
Kun Yu’an laughed, “Teacher Pei can cook too? No wonder you’re part of the male god squad. Everyone is so talented.”
Pei Shinian’s gaze went blank, his heart beating faster. He cleared his throat and was about to show off in front of the goddess.
Qin Fang, playing with his phone, mocked, “Cut it out. Are we having luxury instant noodles? I’m tired of them.”
Mu Ye lazily said, “A frozen food feast? I’m not going.”
Bai Xingyu said, “Add me to the list.”
Lu Shen said, “Don’t bother me.”
Pei Shinian: “…”
[“Hahaha, a pretentious scene.”]
[“Poor idol.”]
[“Oh no, what tripped me? Oh, it’s Teacher Pei’s baggage.”]
“Whether you guys want to come or not, I’m inviting Jianchu and Yu’an,” Pei Shinian said, “Jianchu, the lobster instant noodles cooked by your brother are delicious. They’re tired of them, but you and Yu’an must try them. How about the day after tomorrow?”
“I’ll check my schedule.” Song Jianchu naturally picked up his phone and said, “Sorry, it seems I don’t have time.”
Kun Yu’an looked hesitant, “I’m sorry, Teacher Pei. I think I have a schedule the day after tomorrow.”
Pei Shinian’s face turned wooden, “…Alright then.”
Everyone struggled to hold back their laughter.
[“Hahaha, these people are so funny.”]
[“The Weibo richest man is also very busy, huh?”]
[“Yeah, the Weibo richest man is busy spending money.”]
After enjoying a sumptuous New Year’s Eve dinner, everyone moved to the living room to drink and chat.
Director Cui said, “There’s still half an hour until New Year’s, let’s interact with the audience. Each person randomly selects a barrage and answers the questions.”
“Okay.” Pei Shining agreed.
Bai Xingyu took the phone handed to him by the screenwriter and said, “The barrage is too fast, I can’t read it clearly. How do we slow it down?”
The director said, “Each person randomly screenshots and answers the first barrage question on the screen.”
“Who’s going first?” Bai Xingyu asked.
Director Cui replied, “You guys decide.”
[“Ahhh”]
[“Request for divine possession, let me have a close conversation with the male god!”]
[“This is great!! Director, you have a conscience!”]
[“Okay, the chosen one’s magic circle is ready.”]
[“gkdgkd!!”]
Mu Ye and Song Jianchu sat on a sofa, holding a glass of red wine, lazily propping up their legs. When they turned their heads, they saw the person beside them squinting their eyes.
[“Stinky treasure, wake up, Mom wants to talk to you!”]
[“Teacher Mu, can you please say thank you?”]
Song Jianchu had never hosted so many guests before, and it was refreshing and interesting, but also a bit tiring. He quietly listened to everyone’s conversation and was about to zone out for a while when a faint aroma of red wine wafted by his face.
Mu Ye leaned closer and asked softly, “Tired?”
Song Jianchu naturally moved away a bit, saying, “Not really.”
Staring at the almost empty wine glass in Mu Ye’s hand, Song Jianchu furrowed his eyebrows slightly and asked in a low voice, “Which glass is this?”
Mu Ye raised an eyebrow, his gaze wandering curiously on the serious expression of the young man. He had indeed had a couple of extra glasses tonight, but these few glasses of wine were nothing to him.
Mu Ye smiled and said, “The last one.”
Song Jianchu felt relieved and said, “Okay.”
Mu Ye finished the last sip of his drink and put down the glass.
[“Hahaha, the top singer is being tightly controlled by his younger fans.”]
[“Hehehe, has the relationship between Stinky Treasure and Teacher Mu progressed to this stage?”]
Starting from Bai Xingyu, they began answering questions.
Bai Xingyu took a screenshot, squinted his eyes, and read out the selected barrage question, “I heard that Teacher Lu was hospitalized for a year because you broke his ribs. Is that true? Dog head, please spare me…”
Pei Shinian looked surprised and glanced at Lu Shen in a hurry.
Very few people know about this matter. How did these netizens find out?
[“Hahaha, who asked that question? Obviously impossible.”]
[“Unbelievable, there are people who actually believe such nonsense from marketing accounts?”]
[“And there’s a marketing account claiming that Bai Xingyu and Lu Shen were in a relationship. I couldn’t help but laugh.”]
[“These two are definitely the best comrades in the industry!”]
After a long silence from Bai Xingyu, Lu Shen spoke up, “This is a rumor…”
Bai Xingyu resignedly closed his eyes and said, “Yes, it was me who did it.”
The barrage paused for a moment.
[“????”]
[“What the hell?”]
[“Huh? Is it true?”]
[“Why was Lu Shen beaten? Is there a problem between them?”]
Song Jianchu paused in his action of twisting the bottle cap, surprised by the sound. He looked up.
Mu Ye comfortingly embraced his shoulder, smiled, and gestured for him not to panic, that everything was fine.
Making Bai Xingyu lie was harder than asking him to use a body double. Lu Shen pressed his temples with his hand.
Bai Xingyu sighed, leaned back on the single sofa, exuding a nonchalant air, and confessed, “But it’s not what you guys think. It was a stupid accident.”
Pei Shining couldn’t hold back his laughter and turned his face away in advance.
The few uninformed people present had curious expressions on their faces but didn’t dare to speak up.
“On that night, this dog… person had nothing better to do and insisted that I was all talk. He asked me to punch him in the chest to prove it.” Bai Xingyu paused. “At first, I playfully threw a punch, but he kept provoking me, mocking me if I hadn’t eaten, telling me to put some effort into it. So I used a bit more force and punched him again, just a little bit stronger…”
Song Jianchu looked at the face of Lu Shen opposite, expressionless, and his eyes were complicated.
Bai Xingyu cleared his throat, feeling a bit guilty as he glanced at Lu Shen. His voice became softer. “A week later, he told me his chest was hurting, so I accompanied him to the hospital… The doctor said he had two broken ribs, and he was admitted to the hospital that same day.”
[“Hahahaha, I can’t stop laughing!”]
[“Help!”]
[“Hahaha, this is too funny!”]
[“Oh, why do I suddenly feel that the two teachers have a good chemistry?”]
[“It’s a bit strange, but also a bit sweet (scratches head).”]
Pei Shinian had been wanting to ask and couldn’t help but finally ask, “Brother Lu, didn’t it hurt? It took a whole week for you to say something. How did you endure it??”
Everyone present looked at the victim, who still had a frozen expression on his face, showing no emotions.
Lu Shen and Bai Xingyu exchanged a glance, and the corners of their mouths lifted imperceptibly as Lu Shen calmly said, “It doesn’t hurt, I really don’t feel anything.”
Pei Shining looked at him with pity in his eyes, “…”
Mu Ye and Song Jianchu pressed their arms together, their lips almost touching his ear as Mu Ye whispered softly, “He’s used to being beaten, it’s really pitiful. It’s better when Chu Chu is nice to me.”
Song Jianchu: “…”
Can it be compared like this?
Lu Shen took the initiative to grab his phone and put an end to this topic, screenshotting a barrage comment, “Are the kissing scenes of Teacher Lu in the movie real?”
Bai Xingyu raised an eyebrow slowly, his tone chilly, “You’ve done kissing scenes too, but I don’t remember them.”
“This netizen must have remembered it wrong,” Lu Shen furrowed his brows, “I haven’t done any kissing scenes.”
Mu Ye, already half-leaning lazily against him, naturally placed a hand on his leg, pinching the fabric of his pants.
He turned his face and whispered, “He’s lying. He did a substitute kissing scene before his official debut, but that movie never got released.”
Speaking in such intimate whispers felt too close, and Song Jianchu’s ear tickled from the warmth.
Song Jianchu unconsciously glanced at the live camera but didn’t hide anymore, letting Mu Ye lean against him, calmly replying with a soft “Hmm.”
[“Ah ah ah, they’re leaning against each other!”]
[“Teacher Mu, have you had too much to drink?”]
[“Teacher Mu, your hands are a bit naughty. If you touch my son’s thigh, you have to take responsibility.”]
[“Hehehe, have some more drinks, quickly pour some for Teacher Mu.”]
[“A feeling of a couple spreading dog food at a gathering.”]
[“Damn it, turn up the volume, I can’t hear the whisper!”]
Next was Pei Shinian’s turn, and he screenshot a barrage comment, “If you were transported into a BL novel, would you consider yourself the seme or uke?”
“Why even ask?” Pei Shinian chuckled and rolled up his sleeves to show off his arm muscles. “Of course, I’d be the seme, and the top seme, at that!”
Hearing Kun Yu’an’s laughter, Pei Shinian immediately emphasized seriously, “I’m just joking. I’m a heterosexual guy, don’t spread rumors about me on the internet.”
[“Okay, okay, okay, you’re a heterosexual guy, inflexible.”]
[“Still claiming to be the top… Know yourself, Nian Nian. Even if you were the seme, you’d be a silly seme.”]
[“Except for your steel-like… you-know-what.”]
Mu Ye whispered to Song Jianchu’s ear again, “But he likes reading BL comics. If he didn’t blush at girls every day, I would have suspected something.”
Song Jianchu found it amusing and turned his head to ask something, but his nose accidentally brushed against Mu Ye’s, causing him to immediately turn back.
Mu Ye stared at the long lashes on the side of the boy’s face, his gaze lowered to his slightly pursed lips, and he quickly averted his eyes, suppressing the sudden urge to kiss him.
Kun Yu’an and Qin Fang answered questions, and then it was Mu Ye’s turn.
Mu Ye took the phone and screenshot a barrage comment, “Would you date a fan?”
Song Jianchu quickly glanced at it.
Although they were very close, he discreetly pricked up his ears.
For some reason, he felt a bit nervous, and his breathing slowed down. His fingers secretly picked at the sofa.
Mu Ye didn’t think much and replied, “Sure.”
The barrage suddenly started scrolling rapidly, much faster than before.
Song Jianchu kept his eyes lowered and didn’t look to the side, but his heart inexplicably started racing.
Mu Ye leaned against his arm and lightly pinched his thigh over his pants.
In his peripheral vision, Mu Ye seemed to glance at him ever so subtly.
Mu Ye slightly curled his lips and said, “If that fan is cute when drunk.”