This is the entertainment industry! No tantrums or shouting allowed!

The comments section was filled with people laughing along with Gu Yan.

[It made me laugh as soon as I opened the live stream.]

Please understand, even if Maluo Ge is very intelligent, he's still just a Maluo.

Goodness, Lu Amber is more refined than me, a woman! I still haven't learned how to apply eyeliner!

...

After his outburst during his confrontation with Lin Xinwei, Lu Anbo's popularity actually rose, and with the support of his fans, public opinion quickly shifted.

What did our Amber do wrong? He's just too dedicated to his work!

[Appearance management is the most basic respect for fans. LOL, who would want to be a fan of a disheveled homeless man?]

Why doesn't Gu Yan reflect on himself? Where is his love for his fans? Where is his professional ethics? Where is his reverence for the idol industry?

...

But as the two stepped out of the tent, the fans who had been jumping the loudest suddenly fell silent—

There was only one fixed camera position in the tent, and the lighting and angle were poor, so the audience could only get a general view.

But under natural light, the audience was finally able to see the two male guests in their entirety.

Lu Anbo wore standard idol makeup, glamorous and exquisite.

Her eye makeup, in particular, was exceptionally meticulous.

The eyeliner is thin and long, and the eyeshadow is shimmering.

Under the stage lights, it would surely shimmer like fragments of a galaxy.

But he overlooked one thing.

Under natural light, heavy contouring can make the face look dirty, and glitter can make pores appear larger.

In the natural environment of a deserted island, Lu Anbo's fashionable and trendy clothing, as if he were about to go on stage to perform or walk the runway, creates a sense of incongruity.

But Gu Yan was completely different—

He washed his face early in the morning and casually ran his fingers through his hair; his hairstyle was only slightly better than a bird's nest.

Even so, he still reached new heights of handsomeness.

He was dressed in a black windbreaker, looking clean and neat.

A breeze swept by, and the messy strands of hair became a tangible representation of languid freedom.

[Is this a case of Bai Zi... failing to outshine others and instead being outshone?]

To be fair, the inkstone is quite charming, and the cypress is rather anthropomorphic.

[The contrast between this innocent-looking guy and this seductive, shameless woman is just too stark!]

[Yanzi looks so realistic, her nose and eyes are so clear, Baizi... Baizi is a person too.]

[It turns out there really are people who don't need contouring or highlighting to have a clear and defined silhouette... even the mole on their nose seems like a masterpiece of nature! As long as the face is there, the world will be there; the inkstone may fade, but as long as this face exists, there will always be a place for them in the entertainment industry. /crying/crying]

...

Lu Anbo was completely unaware, thinking that the live stream was full of screams praising his handsomeness and calling him "husband".

“Gu Yan, we also need to be on camera, so we should pay attention to our appearance.” Lu Anbo spoke in a fatherly tone, “Idols exist to fulfill the dreams of their fans. How can you bear to disappoint those who love you?”

Gu Yan: "So what happened?"

Lu Anbo: "Don't you understand? An idol's appearance is the glory of their fans!"

Gu Yan: "So what happened?"

Lu Anbo: "A man's prime is very short. If you don't cherish it, it will be too late to regret it later!"

This time, Gu Yan didn't use his all-purpose language to brush off Lu Anbo. Instead, he looked Lu Anbo up and down, rubbing his hands together with a lecherous grin and smacking his lips greasyly.

"Dude, you smell so good."

Lu Anbo's eyes instantly turned to terror.

"Your hands are so small, let's compare their sizes."

Lu Anbo retreated repeatedly as if facing a formidable enemy.

"Your Adam's apple is moving, I've never seen it before, can I touch it, buddy?"

Lu Anbo's face was contorted with pain: "Aaaaaah, don't come any closer! Get out of here!!!"

The viewers in the live stream were practically laughing out loud.

[Defeat magic with magic!]

[How did Brother Maluo come up with such a wicked idea, hahaha]

[“You smell so good,” “Your hands are so small,” “Can I touch your Adam’s apple?” Wow, even a mama is better at flirting than me!]

...

the other side.

Wen Yao and Gu Zhu found 0 treasure chests.

Gu Zhu was extremely anxious.

Before her rebirth, she was criticized by the entire internet on this live variety show, and she claimed to have a deep understanding of the audience's admiration for the strong.

But now she hasn't found a single treasure chest, and who knows how much the viewers in the live stream will criticize her.

She pondered how to salvage the situation.

Wen Yao saw her eyes darting around and knew that Gu Zhu was about to use her limited brain again.

as predicted.

Gu Zhu smoothed her hair, her fingertips seemingly unintentionally brushing against the pink enamel hair clip on her head:

"This is a hair clip that my brother bought for me at the amusement park for my birthday last time. I only glanced at it, but my brother bought it for me as a gift."

The audience was invigorated.

The brother she was talking about, isn't that Gu Yan?

Wen Yao: "And then?"

Gu Zhu tried her best to make her presence known:

"Ah, there's a rabbit over there. I also encountered a little rabbit when my brother and I were on a family vacation in Northern Europe."

Wen Yao: "And then?"

Gu Zhu, completely unaware that something was amiss, continued speaking fluently:

"Yaoyao, look at that plant. Doesn't it look like the potted plant my brother gave me for Chinese New Year? Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot you weren't here for Chinese New Year..."

His words were a blatant and subtle dig at Wen Yao.

The onlookers came running as soon as they smelled it!

Gu Zhu is truly the apple of the Gu family's eye!

[So envious! Gu Zhu is clearly the darling of the family.]

[Birthdays, vacations, Chinese New Year... Gu Zhu has it all, but Wen Yao isn't even familiar with Gu Yan. It's obvious who's being genuine.]

So what's Wen Yao, this fake heiress, doing all this time? She stole someone else's spot on a variety show and has been occupying it for so long, shouldn't she give it back?

...

Many viewers in the live stream made rather sharp comments.

Some people even started spamming the chat with messages like "Get out of the live stream, fake heiress!"

Gu Zhu's throat was dry from talking. Seeing that Wen Yao had picked some fruit, she asked, "What are these?"

Wen Yao: "Fruit."

The wild berries looked vibrant in color and juicy; Gu Zhu swallowed hard.

"Yaoyao, you've been on the desert island for two days. You must have a lot of experience in wilderness survival."

Wen Yao nodded.

Gu Zhu couldn't help but say, "Let me try it."

A moment later, Gu Zhu vomited violently, loudly accusing, "Wen Yao! You did this on purpose! This fruit... it's... poisonous... it's..."

Wen Yao: "I said it was fruit, but I didn't say it was edible fruit."

Gu Zhu: ?

"Didn't you say you had wilderness survival experience?"

"I didn't say it was a successful experience."

Gu Zhu: ? ? ?

Gu Zhu, out.

Girl, do you think you're Uncle Fu with maxed-out poison resistance?

Although what Wen Yao did was quite unkind, I couldn't help but laugh. Sorry, I'm just that rude.

After Gu Zhu finished vomiting, her expression changed drastically again.

"Besides vomiting, does this fruit have any other side effects? Like... for example..." She found it difficult to say.

Wen Yao shrugged: "Don't ask, the answer is I didn't bring any tissues."