I'm Crushing on Gorgeous Faces in Variety Shows!-Chapter 407: The Most Colorful Idiom Starting With "Color
The turn came so suddenly that everyone was still in a fog when the director announced that the next card drawer was Wei Yi.
"Rock-paper-scissors loser: Wei Yi."
Mu Qiu looked at him with concern: "Sorry, Wei Yi, I was actually forced into this.
Li Yang and Sister Shu Ran insisted I do it, and Brother Huai heard it and said it was a good idea and wanted to see the effect. Honestly, my conscience feels deeply blamed."
Li Yang: "???"
Shu Ran: "???"
Shi Yuhuai: "What nonsense are you talking?"
Jiang Lu burst out laughing.
"Is the world of the young so much fun now? Qiu Shuang, those veins on the back of your hand look quite nice."
Qiu Shuang laughed with his hands behind his back: "Mr. Jiang Lu, I’ve learned from the past, I won’t fall for it."
Jiang Lu regretfully let him go.
Poor Wei Yi stood bewildered in the middle, looking back at Mu Qiu who was smiling sincerely.
"Sister Mu Qiu, doesn’t your conscience hurt when you deceive newcomers?"
"You can just assume my conscience was eaten by Sister Guan Yu."
Guan Yu: "??? What does this have to do with an old person like me who’s left the stage?!"
Mu Qiu pretended not to hear, and smiled kindly at Wei Yi: "It’s okay, just pick, sooner or later you have to pick."
Wei Yi closed his eyes with a grievance, reaching into the card drawer box.
He had a fair, delicate look, well-behaved and thin, with a comic book hairstyle, a typical creamy young idol appearance.
Mu Qiu concluded in her heart: Like a "shou".
Though it’s probably not good to judge a boy like this, most "shou" in boy’s love novels are like this, a bit androgynous and slightly delicate.
The key is he’s also tall and can look aggrieved.
He’s so endearing, if she were a man she would love this kind of young boy.
Wei Yi took as long to pick a command card as Mu Qiu took to watch him.
Long enough that even Cheng Zhirang, all the way over from the other side, noticed.
This episode, he was as usual not very talkative, speaking only a couple of sentences at the beginning and then staying silent.
He wasn’t always staring at Mu Qiu, but spent a bit more time looking at her when he glanced around at others.
The main reason was because this wine-red crinoline dress was truly tempting.
Cheng Zhirang lightly coughed with his hand against his lips.
Mu Qiu’s gaze automatically withdrew from Wei Yi, and she glanced down at her own dress hem.
Li Yang, caught in the middle, felt like this cough was some kind of signal. But after the cough, the two people next to him made no moves.
He glanced briefly at the two of them, didn’t dare linger, and lifted his head to look at Wei Yi intently.
Wei Yi drew a command card and read it to them.
"Please construct a sentence using an idiom that features the most abundant color with the first word, and use this sentence to communicate with the guest who has the highest status in the room."
After reading it, he was even more dumbfounded.
"What, what color is the most abundant?"
Li Yang felt like pulling his hair: "Why do I feel like I don’t even understand the question?!"
Mu Qiu couldn’t immediately think of it either, and the others around appeared thoughtful.
Then amused laughter came from beside them, curtain call princess Makabaka, Meng Lu’s Tears, Guan let out a dismissive laugh.
"So simple, I’ve already thought of it. You people with your humanities education even can’t match me, Makabaka?"
The director started counting down.
"One minute countdown begins! Fifty-nine, fifty-eight, fifty-seven..."
Wei Yi panicked instantly, looked around swiftly at everyone, then rushed in front of the tallest person, muttering.
"What to do, what to do?! Which word’s color is the richest? Does pink count? It can be a mix of white and a little red! Brother Huai... what do you think?"
Shi Yuhuai looked down at him, making a "can’t help" expression.
"No cheating."
Mu Qiu: "If cheating were allowed, Brother Huai, could you think of it?"
Shi Yuhuai glanced expressionlessly at her.
Mu Qiu proactively shut up, miming a zipper action across her lips.
The countdown reached twenty-something seconds, and Wei Yi, sweating on his forehead, still couldn’t come up with an answer, starting to throw out random guesses like a blind cat catching a dead mouse.
"Pink... pink... so pinky! Brother Huai, your... your future daughter will definitely be pinky!"
Shi Yuhuai: "...How are you so sure I’ll have a daughter?"
Wei Yi was so anxious, he stammered his response: "I mean... but that’s all I can think of!"
The director continued leisurely timing: "Ten, nine, eight..."
"Ahhh, I can’t think of it! What’s another rich color? Black? Black can be all mixed together!"
"Four, three, two..."
Wei Yi: "Black, black, black, Brother Huai, what are you doing in the pitch dark?!"
[Hahaha Brother Huai, what are you doing in the pitch dark?! Speak up, if you don’t explain clearly, don’t think about getting on my bed today!]
[Wei Yi got all tongue-tied haha]
[Brother Huai’s face says, "What are you talking about, little biscuit?"]
[The tallest in the room, Shi Yuhuai, the coldest in the room, Shi Yuhuai, the hardest to communicate in the room, Shi Yuhuai]
[Well, if Wei Yi hadn’t given two examples, I wouldn’t have understood the question at all]
[I don’t think this answer is right either]
[As someone about to take the college entrance exam, I was equally at a loss when the question came up...]
[I bet Guan Yu didn’t think of it at all, and is just pretending to trick them/half-smile]
[Wei Yi is such an innocent little thing, that suit doesn’t even fit him]
[As someone who’s read the original, this question is really different from the book]
[The richest color—I’m also just thinking of black]
![As soon as the countdown started, I was sweating nervously too, breaking out in a full sweat in an air-conditioned room]
[Sorry Wei, mommy can’t help you, mommy is just a cultureless college student boohoo]
[I feel like Mu Qiu might have figured it out]
[Brother Huai’s frustration is showing on his face haha]
[The thought of Brother Huai having a daughter... it’s unimaginable, can the little baby grow up normally and healthily?]
[After relentless Baidu searches, I finally found the richest color in the world!]
[It’s colorful, sisters! Color is the richest!]
[Oh my god, I really want to rush in and tell them the answer, shake Wei Yi by the shoulders and loudly tell him, it’s colorful! Colorful!]
[And then? Color what?]
[Hmmm... colored pencils?]
[Color... candy?]
[Can it be flower thief? Okay, maybe not]
[This is insane, this question is too hard, poor Wei Yi, you should go trouble Mu Qiu]
[As always, the program’s grouping and random eye-signs rock-paper-scissors method is careless and arbitrary, not nice for honest folks]
[Li Yang, hurry up! Brother Cheng has his hands behind his back, that’s surely a "paper"! Quickly do "scissors"!]
[I feel like Jiang Lu is about to realize the "essence" of this program, and is going to apply what he’s learned, he’s been observing all along]
[Jiang Lu’s eyes, even a glance is like a fragrant breeze passing]
[Why are Brother Cheng and Mu Qiu not interacting at all?]
[Jiang Lu is just too enchanting]
[It looks like Mu Qiu wasn’t injured yesterday]
