"The ’break ti activity’ quickly ended, and the director announced through a loudspeaker, ’The third ga of Guan Yu’s team is starting! The electronic wristbands are activated!’
Shi Yuhuai, positioned first, awkwardly accepted the tablet handed by the staff.
The task description on it had quite a few words and was in dialog format.
[Xiao Hua: Have you already fallen in love with her?!
Tie Dan: No! The one I have always loved is you, Xiao Cao!
Xiao Hua couldn’t believe it, was heartbroken, had a heart attack, and fell to the ground.]
Shi Yuhuai: "......"
He felt like falling to the ground right then and there.
The staff mber beside him was holding back laughter, shaking continuously, and Shi Yuhuai could almost hear the vibration in his chest cavity.
"Ready, Brother Huai?"
Shi Yuhuai stuffed the tablet back into his hand, with an expression of "I wish I hadn’t seen this annoying thing."
But the show doesn’t wait. As soon as he returned the tablet, the partition door on the left opened, and Shu Ran leaned a bit towards him, seriously asking, "I’m ready, Brother Huai."
They had an alliance, scoring not too well in the first ga and feeling awful. This ti they have to succeed. Otherwise, both teams allied could lose to Mu Qiu’s solo, which would be horribly embarrassing, especially after boasting at the start.
So, this round, they had to be serious.
They’d already planned it out: Guan Yu’s team would go for unconventional tactics where three would try making Mu Qiu’s team violate rules for deduction points, while Cheng Zhirang, Jiang Lu, and her focused on maintaining the accuracy of task transmission.
Seeing her so serious, Shi Yuhuai stiffened even more, and his actions were as rigid as if his limbs had been poisoned.
Shu Ran urged anxiously, "Brother Huai, just act it out!"
Fine, action it is.
With the suspenseful resolve akin to burning bridges, his first action was squatting down, extending two fingers to seemingly pick sothing off the ground, then blowing it.
Shu Ran observed and nodded, described in verbal language, "Squat down, picked... picked a flower... a blowable flower... dandelion! He picked a dandelion!"
Normally, mid-transmission, verbal descriptions might be used, but not this loudly.
Since none of her statents were correct, the staff didn’t see a need to stop her.
So they let her continue her effort.
Shu Ran, never stopped, started getting confused.
Shi Yuhuai picked the dandelion and blew on it, then rolled his eyes, indicating that’s not what he ant, and slapped the dandelion onto his chest?
Shi Yuhuai: ... My intention is this flower, it’s my na, and I’m about to perform Xiao Hua’s role.
He motioned several actions, trying to make Shu Ran comprehend him.
Shu Ran intensely watched, hesitated at his questioning expression, and nodded: "This flower, it’s yours? Could it be..."
Today’s episode is supposedly literary, aside from the odd gas of Mu Qiu’s team; from the start to now, there’s quite a literary touch—so, a flower, pointing at people, puts it in a literary context—
"’Ho flowers are not as fragrant as wild ones’?"
Shi Yuhuai: "......" He’s about to lose it.
Having heard Shu Ran’s various real-ti descriptions, Shi Yuhuai lost his last bit of patience and the idea of correcting it and directly ignored Shu Ran’s perplexed look, pressing fast-forward for himself.
He squatted, picked a flower, pointed to himself, indicating he was the flower now, then shockedly pointed sowhere, "questioning" so creature there, gestured between them, with a facial expression of deep sorrow.
Then, he stood to the direction he pointed, gestured a circle representing Tie Dan, and as Tie Dan, shook his head forcefully......
"Wait," Shu Ran’s mind couldn’t keep up with her eyes, remaining clueless the whole ti, "Brother Huai, is this difficult? Quite long?"
Shi Yuhuai nodded heavily, proceeding with the final act, returning to the beginning position, rolling his eyes, trembling fingers, collapsed on the couch.
Shu Ran’s gaze settled on the couch following his motion, monts later, she looked toward the director.
"Director, can anyone guess this correctly without knowing beforehand?"
Director: "Our staff managed to guess it right."
Then why can’t she even comprehend it?!
"How about this, Brother Huai, can you perform it again?"
Still lying on the couch, clutching a cushion, Shi Yuhuai t her gaze with an expressionless face, motioning an ’X’ with his hands.
From his very depths, from feet up, rejecting the option of "performing a second ti."
Actors indeed have skills, managing to execute slightly... (fill in) scenes normally without discomfort.
Clearly, a vast gap exists between models and actors. He’d better not attempt crossing over to acting.
Seeing his unsurprising refusal expression, Shu Ran helplessly said, "Brother Huai—this is your team’s ga; if I can’t understand and pass it on like this, it’s difficult to ensure correctness."
Shi Yuhuai waved: Go ahead.
Shu Ran: "......"
On the right, an unwilling mute actor, on the left, a hearing-impaired person—she’s stuck in between, holding a pen she won’t put down.
The more she recalled Shi Yuhuai’s performance, the more confused she was. The act was overly complex.
The beginning was understandable; by the ti he pointed at people, she felt like it was so ti-travel drama script, especially accompanied by muteness, who the heck knew what was being said.
She took a deep breath, sighed heavily, resembling an anxious eunuch while the emperor remained unconcerned. Despite the alliance, within her own team, as long as no points were deducted, winning or losing didn’t impact.
"Knock-knock—" the neighboring Cheng Zhirang had waited long, knocked to ask, "Is it ready?"
Shu Ran now had to pick up her pen to write.
"Almost, Brother Cheng, I’m just... polishing."
The caraman suppressed his laughter, adjusted the focus towards the blank paper.
[He squatted to pick a flower, stood up pointing at himself, then expression abruptly changed, unbelievingly looked towards a direction, blinking madly, likely questioning soone there...
Then he drew a circle, becoming the questioned person, shook his head, then again beca the flower, clutching his chest, fell unconscious from anger.]
"After writing so extensively," Shu Ran’s hands were stiff, with the last two lines ssy.
"Honestly, I feel this is still lacking. I don’t know the length of the phrase; Brother Huai perford many details I haven’t captured."
She spoke to the cara while unfortunately right as Shi Yuhuai overheard, furrowed his brows in confusion.
Did his performance have details?
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