Chapter 186: Preparing for the Show

There was nothing much to see. It didn’t matter since Yan Bao wasn’t in front of me; I couldn’t touch him anyway.

Upon arriving at the destination, Yan Chuan noticed that most of the other contestants had already settled in with minimal luggage. They only brought a suitcase of clothes, while other necessities were provided by the event organizers.

Settling in the contestants meant arranging their accommodations. According to past arrangements, to create some drama, contestants were usually required to stay in the same villa. However, this year was evidently different.

Yan Chuan glanced at the room number given to him by the staff, then looked at the contestants heading in another direction, feeling a bit confused as he asked, “Aren’t we supposed to stay in the same villa with them?”

It didn’t make sense to arrange for him to stay in a different villa when everyone else was supposed to be together. Feeling a bit lost, Yan Chuan noticed the masked staff member shaking their head, saying, “This is the arrangement for the event.”

After the staff left, Yan Chuan walked into the villa in a daze. The villa was simply decorated and didn’t have anything extravagant. The corners had cameras set up, with only the washrooms being camera-free.

The doors on the second floor had nameplates hanging on them. Yan Chuan walked to his room, the last one in the corridor. He glanced at the other rooms, noticing the numbers ranging from one to five, which likely belonged to Qi Yan and the others.

Looking out the window at the villa opposite, he saw contestants of various styles coming and going. Meanwhile, he and his five “boyfriends” were settled here.

Remembering Qi Yan’s words on the way about how the placements had already been arranged, Yan Chuan figured they were given a villa just for themselves. He let out a small sigh of relief in the empty corridor. If he had to stay with pairs of contestants, just opening the door to see his partners… that would have been a bit much.

About an hour later, the contestants and photographers were ready, and the live broadcast of the semi-finals officially began.

At the start, following tradition, contestants needed to draw paper slips from a box covered with black cloth, revealing what the next activity would be. Yan Chuan watched as contestants took turns going on stage, and when it was their team’s turn, he instinctively glanced at Qi Yan.

Qi Yan walked up, his long fingers retrieving a slip of paper.

[I’ve seen my wife! She looks even more beautiful today!]
[My wife didn’t come with the main group, who brought her? Her face is so red, sob sob sob.]
[I’m crying; my wish to have a wife has completely fallen through.]
[Is my wife going to stay with them? Hehehe, every day opening a different room.]
[What activities will there be this time? I really want to know! Will there be that sort of thing?]

The contents of the slips were quickly revealed. Their team had drawn “Costume Change—You Don’t Know Him/Her,” while the other contestants had drawn “Chemistry—Him/Her When Unseen,” and “Exchange—Do You Like Him/Her?”

In the competition that followed, these activities would be the main focus. It wasn’t too outrageous. Yan Chuan glanced at the slip again, then at Qi Yan, feeling that it was indeed a good decision not to participate in the draw.

However, for the specific content during the live broadcast, they were still going to receive reminders from the event organizers.

Costume change… What kind of outfit would the organizers arrange for them?

Lost in thought about this, he didn’t notice when the photographer following him entered the villa behind him. He noticed the box placed on the table, accompanied by desserts on a tray.

There was also a note attached to the box. Turning it over revealed a very clear sentence.
“Contestants, please change into outfits and present your sweet gift to your boyfriend/girlfriend~”

Yan Chuan opened the box and fell silent upon seeing the clothes inside.

The camera promptly zoomed in, capturing the outfit in the box for the live audience.
[What is this! It’s my wife! Give her a kiss! It’s my wife! Give her a kiss!]
[Inside the box is a qipao!!! Wife, hurry and put it on so I can see if it’s a short high-slit one!!!]
[My God, whose wife is this! It’s my beautiful wife in the qipao!]
[I’m jealous, who is fortunate enough to have such a beautiful wife!]
[The organizers really know how to play; they’ve arranged beautiful clothing for the wives, sob sob sob.]

Yan Chuan silently unfolded the clothes in the box. Perhaps considering that he was a cross-dressing streamer, the outfit was a brightly colored qipao that looked quite fitting.

However, this was a relatively short qipao with an altered design. The hem reached up to his thighs with a bit of a slit, dangerously high, nearly up to his knees.

It was a short qipao adorned with dark floral patterns. There was no way to avoid wearing such a garment.

Yet the live broadcast was ongoing, and Yan Chuan couldn’t ask the staff member behind him why it was such a dress.

He could only press his lips together, signaling to the photographer that he would be changing clothes.

The photographer politely stepped back, giving the streamer some space. After a while, the beautiful little streamer emerged from the changing room.

He was a bit uncomfortable, tugging at the hem of the qipao, trying to pull it down a bit. But the hem was still quite short, revealing his snowy white, slender legs, with hints of rosy color at the joints.

His dark, soft hair hung down, pushed slightly behind his ear, revealing a beautiful, pale face.

His delicate brows were slightly furrowed, revealing a touch of displeasure. His luminous, dark eyes appeared to hold a pool of water; with just a glance, one could see the glimmer in them.

The camera zoomed in just at the right moment, capturing his hesitant yet beautiful little face clearly on the live stream.

Soon, the beautiful little streamer was holding a tray, going off to find his “boyfriend” as per the note’s request.