The older woman, carrying her bag, said earnestly, "We've been searching all morning for nothing. This time, we must succeed on our first try and get the client to film satisfactory footage."
The girl, still shaken, said as she ate a steamed bun in her school uniform: "Yes, yes, I can't have come all this way for nothing again."
Recalling the twists and turns of today, several of them almost burst into tears.
They are a group of low-level extras who usually make a living by taking orders and selling alcohol. Yesterday, someone asked them to pretend to be a man's ex-girlfriend. For this, the eldest sister carefully divided their personalities and made various costumes, trying to portray the eight wives vividly.
Who knew that after arriving in high spirits in the morning, I couldn't find the person I was looking for no matter what I did.
The employer said they would all meet at the main gate, but where are they?
After they bought their own tickets and entered the amusement park, they finally managed to contact their employer, but he was in a hurry and hung up after only a few words. From what the employer said, the eight wives understood that the target was late and they should look for him in the park.
Where can I find this?!
Such a big place, so many people!
The eight people had to divide the work and find the person by using the keywords "photo" and "following the camera". They searched from 7 a.m. to 2 p.m. without even having lunch, and finally found the person under the Ferris wheel.
It's too hard.
They couldn't figure out where their target had been playing before.
"In short, watch my signal." The leopard-print lady said, "I'll send a message, and everyone will go in in order. Remember to act out our script, and don't go in too early or too late."
"I've got it!" the eight wives declared excitedly.
***
The open space under the Ferris wheel is quite large. In addition to the queue area, there is a ring of stalls selling various drinks and snacks.
To make it easier for couples to take photos, a large lawn has been built nearby, with a red heart sculpture in the center of the lawn, attracting a constant stream of pedestrians.
Bei Sining, who was about to get serious, took off her hat, stood under the red sculpture, and finally smiled, asking a passing girl, "Do you like the planetarium? Take a picture and have a look, there's a performance tonight."
girl:"……"
The girl's boyfriend: "..."
Both of their faces turned red.
"Um, could I have one too?" her boyfriend said.
Bei Sining smiled: "Of course, no problem."
The cat spirit's charm is a nuclear-level weapon; even when he has a stern face, he can crash servers, let alone when he smiles seriously, revealing a small tiger tooth that makes passersby swoon.
And so, one by one they looked at the sculptures, and a commotion arose beneath them.
Those who had taken the flyers refused to leave, and those behind wanted more, so the crowd kept gathering on the lawn, quickly surrounding the sculpture. Wen Zheng, who was originally standing a few meters away, was swept away by the crowd and disappeared.
"What's going on?" "Security! Security!" "I can't get out—" "I'm being crushed! Don't, don't step on my feet—"
Within five minutes, an alarm sounded in the park's control room.
An emergency announcement was made, reminding visitors near the Ferris wheel not to crowd, and all park staff were instructed to maintain order...
Under the Ferris wheel, eight wives who didn't utter a single line of dialogue—
“z, glug glug glug…”
"Husband, uh-huh..."
"My honey, you stepped on my foot!"
"Baby, baby... hiccup."
...
The crowd was quickly dispersed, and the women sat on the grass, their faces pale, their hair disheveled, their clothes and shoes covered in footprints, looking utterly lost and distraught.
"Big sister," the woman in the baseball jersey choked out, "did we lose them again...?"
The leopard-print lady was also heartbroken, but she was the pillar of all the wives, so how could she give up so easily?
"No, let's keep looking. They can't have gone far!"
Rekindled with fighting spirit, the eight dispersed to nearby stalls, showing the photos to stall owners and passersby to ask if they had seen the two people. Persistence pays off, and this time, they got a new clue in less than half an hour.
"An old man said he saw the two of them go to the restroom at point F!"
"Alright, go and keep watch there!"
"This time, you absolutely must perform the script perfectly. Remember, don't arrive too early or too late..."
"Okay, okay."
…………
"Where are you?" Wen Zheng asked, panting, as he stood in a souvenir shop and called Bei Sining.
The signal was bad; it kept cutting out before, but I finally got through.
Bei Sining said on the other end of the phone, "I don't know either, but it's still near the Ferris wheel."
His tone was indifferent, revealing neither joy nor anger. Wen Zheng judged that he was in a good mood, so he smiled slightly and said, "Put your hat on properly, go find a sign, and wait for me at the F-point restroom."
The paparazzi had been swept away, leaving Wen Zheng with a rare moment of freedom. He glanced at the map and chose a side path to reach the agreed-upon restroom.
Point f is near the planetarium, but it's some distance from here.
He took a very remote route, passing two power distribution rooms with few people around and a very narrow passageway.
When Wen Zheng saw Bai Shuang and Deng Puyue, he was startled and subconsciously lowered his breathing, hiding in a corner where he couldn't be seen.
Bai Shuang had a cigarette in her mouth, and she was wearing the same camouflage pants as yesterday, with the cuffs rolled up.
In the dead of winter, he was still wearing a tank top, and Wen Zheng wanted to scold him for showing off.
Compared to him, Deng Puyue was much more obedient, wearing an orange jacket with the zipper all the way up, making it impossible to see her expression.
"Why?"
Deng Puyue's voice trembled slightly, but it was stubborn and lowered a little, sounding unfamiliar to Wen Zheng at first. Usually, when Xiaoyu was with him, she was always loud and enthusiastic, her youthful voice clear and energetic, and even when she was shy, it had a touch of endearing coquettishness.
Unlike now, it's as if a layer of sugar coating has been peeled off, revealing the bitterness inside.
"I'm not good enough for you." Bai Shuang said, a cigarette dangling from her lips, her voice muffled. "I came here to tell you not to waste your time on me."
Wen Zheng: "…………"
It's a bit exciting, and I really want to share it with someone.
So he took out his phone, put it on silent, secretly took a picture of the outside, and sent it to Bei Sining via WeChat.
[I am the King]: ?
[Wen Zheng]: The scene of a confession.
[I am the King]: !!!
Deng Puyue said with a gloomy face: "Don't you think it's too late to say such things now? You laughed at me when I was new, and then threw me away when you were done playing with me. Is this your style?"
"It's my fault, I'm a scumbag."
"..." Deng Puyue took a deep breath: "I won't allow you to talk about yourself like that..."
He couldn't hold back his sobs and cried for a while, hiccuping as he said, "You're not bad, you're perfect, it's my fault for liking you... hiccup... I just like you, you have no right to stop me from liking you... You're not a jerk, you're so good, waaaah..."
Bai Shuang stood there for a long time before finally stubbing out her cigarette, her voice hoarse: "Stop crying."
The other side just wouldn't stop. Bai Shuang clenched her fist: "Damn it, don't cry. I'm not scum, okay? Please."
There was a rustling sound coming from behind the wall. Wen Zheng didn't look back and focused on sending messages to Bei Sining.
[Wen Zheng]: Bai Shuang refused.
[I am the King]: Xiaoyu is good, very manly.
[Wen Zheng]: Hmm
[I am the King]: If you refuse, fine. Just find someone better.
After a long pause, Wen Zheng uttered an "Mmm."
He was affected by the situation, feeling sad and guilty towards Deng Puyue.
After all, they met through themselves.
Wen Zheng met Deng Puyue two years ago when he was trying to become a live streamer. In terms of experience as a live streamer, Deng Puyue was actually several levels above him at first and helped him a lot.
Later, because we lived in the same city, we happened to meet and our relationship grew better and better.
Wen Zheng said he had a bad personality and couldn't have deep conversations with introverted people. On the contrary, Xiao Yu, who was cheerful and loved to laugh, often said some ridiculous and sycophantic things that he couldn't refuse. Over time, they developed into the relationship they have today.
Wen Zheng couldn't remember when Bai Shuang and Deng Puyue first met. Sometimes they would eat and drink together, and their social circles inevitably overlapped. After a while, when Deng Puyue baked some cookies for him to take to Bai Shuang for the first time, Wen Zheng was quite shocked.
There's also a strange, incongruous feeling, like someone trying to steal your own cabbage from your own pig.
Fortunately, Deng Puyue only asked Wen Zheng to bring her things when she couldn't see Bai Shuang, and she didn't confide her love troubles to him every day.
Wen Zheng now wonders if he has been a terrible friend, only seeing the other person's happy side and constantly absorbing their positive energy, but failing to comfort them when they are troubled or sad.
He had never heard Deng Puyue speak in that tone or cry so bitterly before.
After reflecting on his actions, Wen Zheng felt a pang of regret. He knew he'd likely never see those two again, so he needed to be more mindful of the situation and prevent them from accidentally running into each other again… Ah.
What are they doing?
Depend on.
Wen Zheng peeked out, blushed, and looked away, gritting his teeth as he typed to Bei Sining.
[Wen Zheng]: They kissed.
[I am the King]: ? ? ?
...
The noises outside the corner grew increasingly incessant. Wen Zheng closed his eyes, thinking, "Is this what dating is like? Crying one minute and laughing the next, rejecting before kissing—what's going on?!"
You should explain yourselves clearly!
Is this a decision to end things or make up...?
Wen Zheng dared not listen any longer. He took a picture of the two of them from a distance and then took another route to leave, making a phone call to Bei Sining as he went.
Bei Sining was waiting at the men's restroom window for updates on his live stream when she suddenly received a call. Anxious, she asked, "Why?"