Chapter 10: He Likes Diamonds?!

Chapter 10 He Likes Diamond-Studded Ones?!

"Just a passerby here, I want to ask, is he always this arrogant?"

"That's what my Brother Wang calls confidence, okay!"

"Although I can't stand his attitude either, I have to admit, he's really a well-rounded fighter. One drama, one award—he excels at everything."

"All in all, he's better-looking, richer, and more capable than us, and he works harder too."

"Alright, stop it. I shouldn't have asked."

Gu Sai was staring at the barrage on the big screen when Pigu suddenly sighed and said, "Although the Best Actor is indeed outstanding in every way, he didn't have the happiest family growing up."

Gu Sai: Huh? How do you know that?

Pigu: "Adiao told me! We talk about everything, and he's told me all about his master's business. Master, do you want me to give you the details?"

Gu Sai: No need. Don't pry into other people's family matters. Respect people's privacy, got it?

Gu Yunlang said what made him stand out was his strength—he could lift over 160 pounds with one arm.

Guan Yujia said he didn't have any special talents and just hoped everyone would go easy on him.

Finally, it was Gu Sai's turn. He thought for a moment and said, "I've got a high pain tolerance."

Back when he was a kid, his foster dad beat him so bad his head was bleeding, and he never cried.

Netizen: "I gotta respect people with high pain tolerance, 'cause I'll cry for half an hour just from stubbing my toe."

"Ngl, people who can handle pain are perfect for childbirth, fr."

Chen Wang's eyes widened slightly: He said he's not afraid of pain—is he trying to hint at something? That's way too direct!

He couldn't stop himself from picturing Gu Sai lying in bed, softly whispering to him, "Go ahead, I'm not afraid of pain"...

Wait, hold up.

Chen Wang looked at Gu Sai, his expression shifting from shock to heartbreak. How much pain did he have to go through to say something like that?

Next, Director Ma asked a few more casual questions to lighten the mood.

The guests gradually relaxed, and the chat was going wild.

With about twenty minutes left, the director said they'd play a quick game to end the stream.

The first game was the familiar "Charades."

The guests split themselves into two teams, and whichever team guessed the most words in the time limit would get a privilege card they could use when tomorrow's livestream starts.

They all knew how important the privilege card was—it could save their asses at a critical moment—so everyone was hyped to compete.

Lan Miaomiao said to Gu Sai, "Wanna team up?"

Gu Sai nodded. "Sure."

Guan Yujia looked at Chen Wang. "Brother Wang..."

Chen Wang: "I'm teaming with Gu Sai. We're full."

Gu Sai: Huh?

Guan Yujia: ...

He pouted and stood next to Gu Yunlang and Xie Yang, looking all reluctant.

He'd worshipped Chen Wang since he was a kid, always trailing behind him like a little shadow. His dad saved Chen Wang's life, so Chen Wang's father had always told him to look after Guan Yujia well.

But Chen Wang never seemed willing. Even after Guan Yujia entered the entertainment industry and fought tooth and nail to stand by Chen Wang's side, Chen Wang still didn't have eyes for him.

Instead, he stuck so close to some no-name actor.

Guan Yujia looked at Gu Sai again, a hint of hatred creeping into his eyes. Hmph, just playing dumb—he doesn't deserve Brother Wang at all!

Meanwhile, Xie Yang stepped up again to be the center of attention.

He said to the director, "Director Ma, can we weed out some really trashy words? Last time we played this game, words like Pinduoduo, Mixue Ice City, and Shaxian Snacks—only broke people know those. I'm a Beijing dude; my world has no room for such low-class stuff."

Director Ma: ...

What a try-hard. If the investor hadn't insisted on keeping Xie Yang, he'd have kicked him out ages ago.

"Ohhh, 'Beijing dude'~ Like, what's so special about that? I'm a Shanghai bro sipping Mixue under the Oriental Pearl Tower, so what?"

"Exactly! Is 'Beijing dude' some noble title? Doesn't every province have their own nickname? I'm a Guangxi girl—am I bragging about it?"

"Yeah, I'm a Yunnan grandma."

"I'm... a Shandong egg?"

"I'm an old Sichuan dude spying on other people's happiness from the sewer."

"Then I'm the real deal—I'm an Anhui lord!"

Xie Yang saw people cursing him in the chat, and it was getting a lot of buzz. He wasn't angry at all—instead, he smugly raised an eyebrow and swaggered off to get ready.

Gu Sai scratched his head, utterly confused. This was the first time he'd seen someone so happy about getting roasted in the chat.

But before he could think about it further, Chen Wang called him over.

The first group was Chen Wang, Gu Sai, and Lan Miaomiao. Gu Sai would act them out, and Chen Wang and Lan Miaomiao would guess.

The first word: sunglasses.

Gu Sai thought: This is easy. Free points.

"Teacher Chen, you've got one of these—lots of people do. I've seen yours. Some are big, some are small. Yours is kinda small."

On set, whenever the camera wasn't rolling, Chen Wang would wear sunglasses to look cool. Gu Sai remembered he often wore a pair with relatively small lenses.

Chen Wang: ???

Small?

Chen Wang's face turned grim, and the corner of his mouth twitched a few times.

Seeing that he couldn't guess, Gu Sai added, "Oh right, some people even put diamonds on them."

Chen Wang: Holy crap!!! He likes diamond-studded ones? Wait, has he seen diamond-studded ones before? Who the hell showed him diamond-studded ones? Do I need to get diamonds on mine too?

His face had gone beyond green. Gu Sai stopped holding out hope for him and turned to Lan Miaomiao, saying, "The stronger the sun, the more people want to use them."

Lan Miaomiao: "Sunglasses!"

Director Ma: "Correct, one point!"

Chen Wang: ...

Second question: Street vendor.

Seeing the prompt, Gu Sai crouched down, pretending to tidy up the stall in front of him, and called out skillfully, "Come on, come on, from the south to the north, from Russia to right here, folks who've worked and folks who've been laid off, team leads and shift bosses, check out this primo merchandise! You don't need it today, but you'll need it tomorrow. Grab it now and you're saving big!"

"Street vendor!"

This time, both Chen Wang and Lan Miaomiao answered simultaneously.

Gu Sai high-fived them both, grinning, and secretly let out a sigh of relief: Heh, who knew the spiel I picked up as a kid at my mom's stall would still pay off now?

"Wait, how does Gu Sai know this vendor pitch so well? That's hilarious!"

"Gu Sai's such a pro, it's like he's actually done it before. Haha, what an actor—he really commits to every role."

"I've actually set up a stall before, and I've shouted exactly like that, word for word. Why did I get beaten up by passersby?"

"What were you selling?"

"Ghost money."

"Yeah, you had that coming."