Chapter 8 Can You Be More Generous and Let Me Touch It?

Chapter 8 Can You Be More Generous and Let Me Touch It?

Being continuously confronted made Lu Yuanhang hesitant to speak again.

Before the variety show, his agent had repeatedly warned him, "The audience in the live stream isn't Mr. Lu; they aren't that easy to fool. If you slip up, you'll be heavily criticized."

Though he found this advice dismissible, he knew that overly playing the victim on camera could backfire, so he chose to temporarily hold back.

After all, there was no rush. Those who offended him would eventually face severe consequences!

With a resentful glare at Luo Xiaohong, Lu Yuanhang then stood awkwardly to the side.

By now, the staff had already finished checking the luggage of veteran action star Shi Huayi and Zhou Nan.

Their items were simple, requiring little effort and generating no spike in viewership.

The only one left was the young idol who had recently risen to fame through a web drama—Yuan Feng.

"Please open your suitcase," the staff reminded him when he hesitated.

A peculiar expression flashed across his sunny and handsome face before he smiled brightly, "It's just some clothes, nothing important. There’s no need to check it, right?"

"If you insist on checking, I’ll hand everything over now,"

"Then there’s no need to open it... "

Seeing this, fans in the live stream started typing furiously,

"No way, no way! Why does Brother Feng look so guilty? What’s in his suitcase? The more he acts like this, the more curious I am!"

"Please! Brother Feng is so innocent, don’t let him fall from grace! My life will be in darkness if he does! I won’t love anyone else!"

"Don’t spread rumors. I believe in Brother Feng! It’s not easy being an idol, especially in such a harsh foreign environment! How hard it is for him to stay cheerful and bright! No one can defame him!"

"..."

While the comments continued to argue, Yuan Feng was pressing down on his suitcase.

His strength was so great that several staff members couldn’t lift it.

Thus, the scene became oddly frozen.

Jian Li, the only one who partially understood the plot, slowly curled his lips into a smile.

This guy definitely didn’t dare to open the suitcase.

Because his character, like Luo Xiaohong’s, was special.

He was an intern with a mobile task force, participating in the show undercover to gather evidence of criminal activities within the entertainment industry.

Once he found the evidence, he could smoothly become a full member.

And his work ID, placed there out of habit, was inside the suitcase.

If it were exposed on camera,

his undercover mission would fail completely.

Realizing this now was too late...

"Damn it! I’m going for it!"

A sudden low growl interrupted Jian Li’s thoughts about the plot.

Glancing over, he saw Yuan Feng suddenly push away the staff, grab the suitcase, and run off.

His speed was comparable to that of a sprint hurdler.

Everyone on set was caught off guard, even the cameraman froze, forgetting to chase after him until the director’s roar came through the earpiece,

"What are you waiting for? Get Yuan Feng back!"

"He broke the rules right from the start?! How much does he want to pay?!"

"When we catch him, I’ll make him parade naked in public!"

"Aaaaaah—"

The director shook with anger as he held the walkie-talkie.

He knew this season’s guests were all oddly inserted, and he had prepared himself for difficulties,

but never expected them to be this difficult,

crying and whining,

killing and robbing,

openly dissing,

and now running around the island with a suitcase...

Should we rename ‘Solo Hero’ to ‘Oddball Talk’?

None of them are normal!

—

Yuan Feng, likely a former athlete, excelled in short-distance, long-distance, and obstacle running. He far outpaced everyone, circled the area, and returned to his starting point without even panting.

He stood there, his movements flowing like water as he opened the suitcase. "Let's check it now."

He looked completely at ease, as if nothing had happened just moments ago.

The exhausted staff and photographers: "...Huh, already cleaned up the evidence?!"

Seeing the suspicious and hostile looks, Yuan Feng flashed a handsome smile and, without a word, took off his shirt. "Relax, I don't have anything hidden. If taking off my shirt isn't enough proof, I can take off my pants too..."

Perhaps because he had just finished running, a thin layer of sweat covered his muscles, making his upper body lines appear even more fluid and perfect. The V-lines on his waist were prominently visible, exuding a sense of raw masculinity.

"Damn! Give me some tissues, my nose is bleeding! Isn't this a male deity?! Keep going, don't stop!"

"I knew Yuan Feng had a good figure, but not this good. How long did he train for? Can I touch him?!"

"Regardless of what was in the suitcase, the show has already given us a treat. Whatever it was, I can forgive it!"

"Is this all planned by the production team? I suspect the director has ulterior motives! Well, I eat this up. More of this, please!"

The increase in viewers calmed the director down considerably. He picked up the walkie-talkie and said, "The luggage inspection is over. Let's start assigning dormitories."

Thus, the guests began walking towards the island.

Jian Li casually moved closer to Yuan Feng, a smirk playing on his lips. "Stomach hurting? Did you eat something bad?"

Yuan Feng immediately dropped his hand from his stomach, his tone somewhat nervous. "N-no, no!"

Yuan Feng looked over guiltily,

You're actually quite nice, caring about me.

Seeing this, Jian Li's smile widened. Just as he was about to speak, a sinister voice interrupted from beside them.

"Seducing others behind my brother's back? You're disgusting!"

Anyone could guess who this troublemaker was. Jian Li didn't even bother rolling his eyes, but someone else reacted more strongly. "I think you're the one who's disgusting."

"What?" Lu Yuanhang doubted he heard correctly and asked in surprise.

Isn't Yuan Feng under my brother's management?

Shouldn't he be on my side?

Why is he speaking up for Jian Li?!

"I said, you're the most disgusting!" Yuan Feng turned around, ignoring the cameraman nearby, his face serious. "This cliché line is unbearable. Yuck—"

As he spoke, he hurriedly covered his mouth, genuinely afraid he might vomit.

The comments exploded, especially those hired by Lu Siqi.

"Yuan Feng actually called Hanger disgusting?! That's too much!"

"Why are they all against Hanger? Are they being paid to do this?"

"That's right. Lu Siqi is Jian Li's benefactor. It's normal for him to be jealous of Hanger, but don't gang up on him. After all, Hanger is innocent!"

"Always bringing up the benefactor. Did you see it with your own eyes?"

"..."

Before the comments could settle, Yuan Feng mumbled through his hand, "I'm leaving first, feeling nauseous."

Without another word, he pulled his suitcase and quickly disappeared from the camera's view.

If he waited any longer, he really feared he might vomit his work ID...