After Going Viral on a Dating Show, I'm Pampered by All

Chapter 69: Chapter 69: Is the production team devilish? Having them dance the Money-grabbing Dance?

Sang Shen’s action undoubtedly brought Liang Mengyun to the peak of embarrassment, yet it wasn’t an act—he turned pale from all the vomiting.

“Sang Emperor, are you alright?” The director hurriedly fetched a bottle of mineral water and patted his back, the worry evident on his face.

“I’m fine, I’ll recover in a moment.” As the acid churned in his stomach, Sang Shen rinsed his mouth with the mineral water, which provided considerable relief.

He leaned weakly against the wall, his gaze drifting unconsciously toward Sang Qiao. Her eyes were clear, showing no concern, just calm.

Suddenly, Sang Shen felt a sourness at the tip of his nose, taking several big gulps of the mineral water.

“Sang Emperor probably ate something bad. Let’s continue,” the director said, saving face for Liang Mengyun.

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Liang Mengyun stood silently in the crowd, feeling unbearable inside. Did she truly disgust the Sang Emperor so much that he was driven to vomit…

[Who said they were real “boyfriend and girlfriend”? Now who has the face to say that? Brother Shen even vomits after barely touching lips with Liang Mengyun, it’s obvious there’s no affection.]

[…It’s really awkward, does Liang Mengyun have bad breath? Otherwise, why would Sang Emperor vomit like that?]

[Help me, I was really sad, but the comment above made me laugh my head off haha, what do you mean Liang Mengyun has bad breath? She didn’t even open her mouth, it was closed while holding the candy.]

[Seriously though, maybe he really just had a bad stomach, why are you guys making wild guesses?]

“Lin Weichen, you won’t look at my face and feel it’s ugly, and then throw up, will you?”

Meng Wangge pulled on the man’s sleeve as they moved forward, asking in a low voice out of concern.

If he really would vomit, she’d rather quit the challenge and do the Money-grabbing Dance in urea.

“No, you’re not ugly.” Lin Weichen moved his lips, answering sincerely from the heart.

Meng Wangge, indeed, wasn’t ugly and could even be considered attractive. Her face was rather round, and she had uneven eyelids, which made her distinctive in the entertainment industry filled with beauties, though slightly less stunning, but by no means could she be considered ugly.

“Alright, if you won’t vomit then I’m relieved.” Meng Wangge sighed in relief and started opening the candy bag.

Their movements were swift and decisive; each holding one end of the candy, their eyes fixed on each other, like they were standing face-to-face in military posture as demanded during military training, which almost made her want to laugh.

Meng Wangge tugged at her lips, desperately holding back laughter, afraid that the candy would break if she faltered.

The originally stern-faced Lin Weichen caught her look and began to smile himself.

The two spent the entire thirty seconds holding their breath and back their laughter until the director called out, “Pass!”

Meng Wangge spat out the candy, clutching her belly, and burst into roaring laughter, “Hahaha…”

[These two are going to kill me with laughter, what’s so funny about sharing a candy? Holding it in like that, their faces all red, anyone who didn’t know better might think they did something naughty.]

[First time seeing Lin Weichen smile, it feels like he’s becoming more and more human than before.]

[Lin Weichen: What are you saying? If I wasn’t human before, could I have been an animal or something?]

When it came time for the final pair to go on.

Yao Hui thought it would be simple, after all, the previous couples had an easy time assuming Sang Jiao wouldn’t hold him back.

He tore open the candy wrapper and stuffed half of it in his mouth, then approached her.

Although Sang Jiao wasn’t particularly fond of him, she couldn’t deny that Yao Hui’s looks were quite appealing, and seeing him up close was not distasteful.

When each bit into their end of the candy, they both awkwardly looked away, unable to make eye contact.

It was as if the air was filled with pink bubbles, but this atmosphere didn’t last long before Yao Hui began to feel a distressing soreness in his cheeks.

Due to the sourness of the candy, his tongue involuntarily began to secrete saliva.

His eyes glanced down at the timer, there were ten seconds left… before the thought had even surfaced in his mind, the saliva in his mouth followed the candy and flowed out.

Because of the difference in height, Sang Jiao was at a lower position, and the saliva flowed right to the edge of her mouth.

“Pass!” Thankfully, the timer had just jumped to thirty seconds.

Sang Jiao hurriedly spat out the candy and furiously wiped her mouth, striding toward the faucet feeling absolutely disgusted—his saliva had actually flowed onto her own mouth?

“Just now when the camera zoomed in I saw a shiny stream of water at the edge of Yao Hui’s mouth flowing onto Sang Jiao’s mouth. Is that… saliva?”

“Holy shit, look at Sang Jiao’s disgusted face, it’s pretty obvious, yeah!”

“Hiss… Sisters, I apologize but I’m going to throw up first in respect.”

“The two groups that failed to complete today’s task, go put on a urea sack and follow along with the dance video.”

Gu Nanmo’s group and Sang Shen’s group had no choice but to resign themselves to put those urea sacks on. The crew had specially cut large holes for the neck and arms, so there was no worry about fitting into them.

The word “urea” was so huge it covered the entire chest—a sight turning handsome men and beautiful women into complete fools.And the dance video that the staff turned on was even more outrageous—it was the Money-grabbing Dance that employees were made to dance at morning meetings in malls.

First, they would lift both hands and pinch the air twice on the right, then to the left, followed by clapping hands and twisting waists.

The four people in urea sacks: “…” @@novelbin@@

“Hurry up and follow along.” The director urged mercilessly, even pulling back the progress bar, not reducing a single second.

The four resigned themselves to making those ridiculous and funny movements with determination.

“Hahahaha… hahah.” Suddenly, the site was filled with uncontrollable laughter, clearly the kind that erupts after trying desperately not to.

“Help, I’m going to die of laughter, with so many good dances out there, why choose this one? Where in the world did the production team find such a demonically infectious dance?”

“Can I still look straight at Sang Emperor’s aloof image? I feel like he’s no different from Yao Hui right now hahahahahahahaha.”

“Shut up upstairs! You’re disturbing my eyes!”

“I still can’t kick the habit of feeling secondhand embarrassment for others, watching them dance makes me want to bury myself!”

As soon as the dance ended, the four immediately took off the urea sacks they were wearing.

“Hah… Let’s head off, hahaha, to our next destination.” The director was laughing so hard that his eyes were watering.

He thought the Money-grabbing Dance was quite normal, and he had no idea how they managed to make it look so hilarious.

“Alright.”

The group followed the director en masse, walking towards the vehicles outside.

On the way, they stopped at a club, seeing the sign above: XJ Club.

Sang Qiao’s fingers paused slightly as they gripped the car door handle, memories of the past surfacing in her mind—she was all too familiar with this place.

She had been here a few times, waiting outside for Sang Siyang so they could go home together; he had always promised to go home with her, to play video games with her, but he never kept his word.

Instead of going to the internet café with Sang Jiao, he would go out to eat with Sang Jiao and his teammates.

He never informed her when he ditched their plans, just letting her wait there foolishly.