Chapter 9

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Despite everything, however, the production crew still explained the rules of the game to Ma Yunyun.

Ma Yunyun cursed Gu Ran ten thousand times in her heart, but she still put on a coquettish front for the camera. “Don’t take pictures of a girl when she wakes up! And with only half an hour to spare — how would anyone have time to finish anything!”

Gu Ran cast an indifferent look towards Ma Yunyun, and interrupted rather coldly, “Five minutes have passed, by the way. You only have twenty-five minutes left.”

Ma Yunyun: “…”

“Gu Ran, couldn’t you just help me pick someone? I really am short of time!”

Gu Ran spared her a side glance and remained unmoved. Left with no choice, Ma Yunyun could only coquette with the film crew until they brought out the lottery box in front of her. After she had drawn her number, she pulled Gu Ran behind the camera, and gave the table-tennis ball to her.

“Yunyun has drawn Feng Cheng’s room. Please just do us a favor and wake him. Otherwise the program can’t continue — the plane isn’t going to wait for us.”

Gu Ran, who had wanted to reject the offer, paused upon hearing Feng Cheng’s name. Her lips lifted into a ghost of a smirk. “Sure.”

Feng Cheng’s room was at 1059. It was diagonally across from where they were, and very close.

Gu Ran strode out of the room in quick steps. Just before she reached the door, however, she cut into the bathroom, and carried out a basin full of water.

The production team looked at each other in bewilderment. They did not know what Gu Ran was going to do with the water, but they decided not to stop her. The worst situation for their program to be found in was to have no topic to show the audience!

Gu Ran held the basin in one hand and used her other hand to swipe the key card on the door.

Feng Cheng slept so soundly that even the sound of multiple people entering the room wasn’t enough to wake him.

Gu Ran walked to his bedside expressionlessly and enunciated slowly, “Get up.”

A Feng Cheng drunk on sleep had no clue what was happening around him. He only vaguely heard some sound calling for him, and furrowed his brows in irritation. ‘So annoying! Just let me sleep for a while longer — just let the production crew wait.’

The production team :”…”

Gu Ran sneered. With a flick of her wrist, a large basin of cold water was poured down.

The photographer was dumbfounded!

The only person to dare splash water onto someone else during a live stream program! This female celebrity was truly a first!

“F*ck! Who is it? Are you tired of living?”

Feng Cheng, who was suddenly awoken by the water, was furious, and shot out from the bed. When he saw his room full of people and cameras, he gradually suppressed his anger and regained his rationality.

His lips twitched stiffly. “What… what is this?”

Gu Ran turned on the light with a click. Her cold face was exposed under the light, and Feng Cheng’s eyes bulged.

“Gu… Gu Ran! How are you here?!”

Shouldn’t she be with Director Li…

Feng Cheng realized that he had misspoken as he finished his sentence. He quickly opened his mouth, and laughed dumbly into the camera. “Ah… I mean, you are also here to participate in this program! Long time no see.”

Feng Cheng debuted at Lan Yun Entertainment . Gu Ran and he basically shared a senior and junior relationship. It was normal for them to know each other.

No one present realized that something was amiss. Only Gu Ran knew that Feng Cheng did not expect to see her in such a perfect state!

“8: 30 am, gather downstairs. No one will wait for you if you’re late.”

With that, Gu Ran left the room without looking back. The production team immediately called for the cameras to follow her and planned to leave the rest for Gu Ran to wake up.

She’d only woken up two people so far, but the program’s views were shooting up exponentially. Already, they had reached 800,000 views!.

It originally started as an overdone game, but Gu Ran’s unpredictable performance had suddenly made it so interesting.

It was only after Gu Ran had awoken the fourth person and the whole entourage were making their way to the last room, did the photographer remember something important. “Ms Gu, did you misspeak just now? Our gathering time is at 7:30 am, why did you tell Mr Feng that it was at 8:30 am?”