TRYMBPIETM 12: The Ancient Tree’s Deep Shade(6)part 1

Even in travel-based variety shows, the audience still loves a good bit of chaos.

Whether it’s the production team or the guests creating the chaos, as long as it’s entertaining, the audience will respond enthusiastically.

In such an atmosphere, the production team is quite bold. They even added a small window in the post-production, focusing the camera on the director and placing a large “I’m wronged” effect above his head.

The “hahaha” sounds in the live-stream chat increased.

Audience members, who were completely unaware of what had happened, were surprised to find that Chi Qingzhou wasn’t as bad as rumored.

[I feel like his personality is actually quite nice. His smile is so sweet, and he doesn’t seem crazy at all.]

[Forget everything else, just his strength and quick thinking make me think CQZ is way better than some artists out there.]

[I just took a screenshot and looked closely, Chi Qingzhou’s muscles were definitely working when he lifted the car, it’s clear he wasn’t acting; he was really putting in the effort.]

[Whoa, he’s amazing! Has there been a really impressive fighter in the industry for a while?]

[Did you see the cameraman’s expression just now? As a professional, I’ve studied microexpressions, and I swear his shock was real, not fake.]

[How can Chi Qingzhou be from a top-tier university? I thought he was from some unknown school. I’d heard rumors saying he wasn’t professional.]

The typical admiration for good students runs deep in every Chinese person’s bones. Sure enough, when the audience learned about Chi Qingzhou’s educational background, many were less opposed to him.

Chi Qingning’s fans were furious. Even though they had hired online commenters, they couldn’t stand to see the situation turning in Chi Qingzhou’s favor.

They immediately began to question the show’s integrity.

[The production team is boosting CQZ by stepping on other guests. Doesn’t the director feel guilty?]

[How long has the show been on, and CQZ is already establishing his persona? It’s so annoying.]

[Again, he’s both a strongman and a genius scholar? Is he trying to do it all?]

They rarely mentioned the other guests, only repeatedly bringing up Chi Qingzhou’s name in an attempt to make viewers dislike him.

A strong and unseen malice spread, and Chi Qingzhou casually glanced at the live-stream camera. His hazy peach blossom eyes reflected the daylight, giving off an almost inhuman coldness.

Had he not encountered Zhu Yantong, he might have indulged in gathering emotions and allowing a little malice to slide by. But now things were different.

He was focused on Zhu Yantong, confirming the details of his ghost-taming abilities. If he could catch a few more, even better. There was no room for distraction.

The shadow beneath his feet flickered, and his other half of the soul slowly rose. His peach blossom eyes opened.

The inverted pupils flickered with a hint of viciousness, and his slightly raised lips hinted at a dense, ominous aura.

Many people, typing furiously, suddenly felt the room become eerily cold.

Some even felt as if something was watching them. When they quickly turned around, they only saw the bare walls and familiar decorations.

Xing Shuangzhan noticed the change in Chi Qingzhou and quickly extended his hand from the shadows, pressing Chi Qingzhou’s other half of the soul into his arms.

“Calm down.” He gazed at Chi Qingzhou, his tone gentle as he soothed him. “My injury isn’t urgent. Little contractor, don’t let yourself lose control.”

His voice carried a hint of pleasure, clearly enjoying how much attention Chi Qingzhou was giving him.

Not wanting to show signs in front of others, he gently stroked the back of Chi Qingzhou’s other half of the soul, patiently calming his emotions.

Chi Qingzhou’s expression softened. In a voice only he could hear, he replied, “I understand. I know my limits. Don’t worry.”

Xing Shuangzhan smiled, his crimson eyes narrowing as he embraced Chi Qingzhou’s other half of the soul and sank into the depths of the shadows.

Before leaving, he cast a quick glance at the anxious and wary Zhu Yantong, quietly releasing a wisp of his own ghostly aura.

“This person carries the same kind of yin energy as I do. Qingzhou, if you plan to take action, call me.”

Chi Qingzhou nodded and glanced at the live-stream camera again before shifting his attention back to the other guests.

The guests had already discussed the order for pushing the tree-weeled car, with the four male guests, aside from the two ladies and the local guest, all participating.

Chi Qingzhou was last in line. He had the strength, and his quick thinking made him perfect for the final push.

If the production team came up with any new tricks, he’d have the best chance of handling them.

Zhu Yantong, looking awkward, was helped onto the cart, his troubled face even more melancholic.

He seemed unused to being treated so politely, and his whole demeanor was uneasy.

He seemed unused to being treated so politely, and his whole demeanor was uneasy.

Chi Qingzhou sat across from Zhu Yantong, his sweet and obedient smile unchanged.

He stared at Zhu Yantong, who was surrounded by the ghostly energy left by Xing Shuangzhan. His forehead gradually developed a faint grayish-blue hue, as if dust had settled on him, though he remained completely unaware, only instinctively feeling unease, his eyes betraying a slight satisfaction.

This was good.

Double protection, safer.

Liang Ji, Chi Qingning, and Tang Qichen managed to push the cart a fair distance, each of them breathing heavily and covered in sweat.

They didn’t even bother with their images; once done, they collapsed back onto the tricycle, not wanting to move at all.

The director, in a mischievous mood, waved his hand and gave each of them a close-up shot.

The live-stream audience laughed while understanding.

[After all, with so many people, even if they’re light, that’s still a few hundred pounds. They must be tired.]

[And all that luggage too.]

Chi Qingzhou got off the cart amidst the chatter and easily grabbed the handle, pushing forward with ease.