I'm crazy, don't mess with me. I just love to pretend to be crazy, remember that.

The van charged up the steep slope like a runaway horse.

Inside the car, a chorus of "ah"s could be heard.

Seeing the black man's calm demeanor, Si Qian still held a sliver of hope, thinking that perhaps the other man was a highly skilled driver.

"Master! Aren't you afraid of dying?"

Her voice was broken by the wind blowing in from outside the window.

The guy chuckled and said, "What are you talking about? I died ten years ago."

Si Qian: "??"

Suddenly, a feeling of weightlessness washed over me.

The crowd felt as if they were sitting on the top of a roller coaster, suddenly plunging downwards at high speed, as if they had been thrown into heaven and then plummeting down.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

Screams echoed throughout the carriage.

The young man gripped the steering wheel with one hand and slammed his prosthetic leg against the brakes with the other.

Sparks flew as the wheels rubbed against the ground.

Chi-

The rubber tires scraped against the ground, emitting a foul and pungent smell, and finally slid down the steep slope for hundreds of meters before finally coming to a stop.

When everyone got out of the car, the tires were still smoking.

Wow, the buff is stacked to the maximum!

The smiles won't disappear; they'll simply shift from the people on the bus to the faces of netizens.

[Guest: Master, aren't you afraid of dying doing this? Master: Afraid of dying? Only a living person can die!]

After getting off the bus, everyone ran to the roadside and vomited against the wall, feeling extremely nauseous.

Si Qian leaned against the wall, feeling dizzy, when suddenly a fair and slender hand reached out from her side, with a tissue between its fingertips.

She slowly raised her head and saw that the boss was looking at her with concern.

Pei Li: "Are you alright?"

Si Qian: "It's nothing, so how about Liuliumei?"

Pei Li: "What Liuliu Plum?"

Si Qian: "Haven't you heard of eating Liuliumei all the time?"

"..."

I eat Liuliumei whenever I have free time

This is the first time I've seen someone trying to boost the King of Hell's performance.

This is a dating reality show, not a comedy sketch.

A real-life version of "I'll Love You Till I Die".

The eight guests had just arrived in Country M when they encountered such a thrilling and exciting event.

Once everyone had calmed down, another problem arose with the Black guy.

"The car seems to be broken!"

Someone in the crowd shouted first.

Does anyone know how to fix cars?

No one answered. They're all celebrities, always looking glamorous in front of the camera, who would know how to fix a car?

Suddenly, everyone's eyes turned to Si Qian.

"Teacher Strong, can you fix cars?"

Mu Weiyue asked the question sincerely.

Si Qian, who was not far away, heard that the car had broken down and immediately rolled up her sleeves and walked over, asking questions as she went to check what was wrong.

"It's a piece of cake, fixing a car is obviously something I can do... I can do my ass!"

After seeing the shattered remains of the vehicle, its head and tail separated, Si Qian fell silent.

She's a mechanic, not a mule.

She smoothly retracted the leg that had been stepped forward and calmly spoke.

"Professional matters should be left to professionals. I'm an idiot, I won't do it."

That's when Brother Dong arrived.

The clueless Sheng Chi stepped forward and said, "I've played a car mechanic before, so I spent a few months in a car dealership. I should be able to give it a try."

Then, without saying a word, he walked to the front of the car and raised his hand to open the hood.

A hand gently lifted it—

Clang!

After a loud bang, the car hood shattered into pieces like instant noodles.

Sheng Chi still had a piece of the vehicle's skin lying in his hand.

He was too shocked to notice, because he discovered that the hood was indeed made of instant noodles.

Lifting the hood, it was full of instant noodle crumbs.

[There are many hidden talents among ordinary people; instant noodles can cure all kinds of ailments.]

[If my wife doesn't find out I hid the money this time~]

I'll buy a pack of good cigarettes, take a picture, and post it on my WeChat Moments.

I got hungry halfway through the drive, so I pried open the front of the car and started eating. [facepalm]

[A car accident happened, leaving other people with shattered pieces, and this is a pile of instant noodles [laughing and crying emoji]]

Si Qian laughed at the sight of instant noodles scattered on the ground. She hadn't felt this absurd in a long time: "Designers only live 363 days a year."

Pei Li: "What do you mean?"

Si Qian said expressionlessly, "There is no Father's Day or Mother's Day."

In short, orphaned.

The production team arrived late in a comfortable open-top tricycle, which angered the other guests.

Suddenly, Li Chuanze felt a dark shadow dart out in front of him.

Mu Weiyue: "Where did this big black rat come from?"

Liu Ye: "That looks like... Si Qian?!"

Director Zheng had just gotten out of the car when he confidently waved to everyone.

"Dear guests—"

boom!

Boom!

Director Zheng, who had taken a solid left hook from Si Qian, fell straight down.

"Help! Director Zheng has fainted!"

Director Wu crowed like a rooster, and a group of staff members gathered around.

Si Qian raised a middle finger: "Serves you right!"

They're about to lose their own lives, but they're enjoying themselves first.

This woman is easy to get along with; she's really there for you when you need her.

To be honest, Director Zheng's beating wasn't for nothing; it really scared me to death.

[My teacher is too kind. If it were me, I would have riddled the director with bullets and then tried to extort money for emotional distress.]

Finally, Si Qian stole Director Zheng's three-wheeled rickshaw and headed to their destination.

After being kicked out of the car by Si Qian, Assistant Director Wu watched the group's departing figures and, in anger, elbowed Director Zheng.

"It's all your fault!"

Director Zheng: "..." Waaaaaaah!

damned!

Who exactly put Si Qian in here?!

Assistant Director Wu, hands on his hips, asked, "How do we get there now?"

The other staff members were also sighing.

Just then, Si Qian called.

Director Zheng, filled with grief and indignation and with nowhere to vent, immediately answered the call and roared:

"Si Qian, do you know that this is a foul? Waaaaaah (choking up)... Why did you hit me but not Mei Qian? (sobbing)... Waaaaaah..."

At this moment, the elderly Director Zheng was crying his eyes out.

Assistant Director Wu couldn't bear to watch: "Old Zheng, you're such a disgrace!"

Director Zheng (choking back tears): "What can I do? I can't hold back my tears!"

At that moment, Si Qian's comforting voice came from the other end of the receiver—

"Tear incontinence is okay, as long as it's not urinary incontinence. Otherwise, you might get beaten up by caregivers when you get old."

"..."

Director Zheng cried even harder.

When passing a scenic spot, Sheng Chi needed to get out of the car to use the restroom, so Si Qian parked the car in an open-air parking lot.

In no time, the area was filled with cars, and a foreigner with tattooed arms was apparently arguing with someone over parking.

Pei Li brought over a bottle of water, opened it for Si Qian, and handed it to her.

"Hey, Plankton is actually pretty thoughtful."

Si Qian smiled and took the water. Li Chuanze watched the two of them exchanging glances, and for some reason, he felt very uncomfortable and inexplicably uneasy.

At this moment, the others who had finished shopping returned, and Si Qian got out of the car.

Li Chuanze: "Where are you going?"

Si Qian ignored him and walked straight to a car, knocking on the window of the tattooed man across the street.

The camera was focused on Si Qian, and her voice was transmitted completely through the microphone into the live broadcast room.

"Want me to park? 30 yuan will do."

The tattooed foreigner, still annoyed from arguing about parking, readily pulled out a bill and handed it to Si Qian, speaking in broken Chinese:

"hurry up!"

Si Qian took the money, turned around, got into her car, and vacated her parking space for the other person.

Then, to the astonishment of the foreigners, she drove off.