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Chapter 447 - 446: Your Brother Cheng Is Hard to Invite

Speaking of the cp of various guests in the show, those who often surf the Internet became interested.

Nowadays, as long as there hasn’t been any discord or the guests don’t explicitly dislike each other, the cp stories formed due to dramas or shows can normally be discussed, especially those cp that are bound to be impossible.

Moreover, some people are particularly keen on talking about such matters.

For example, Guan Yu.

"Actually, I have a very cult-like cp," Guan Yu comfortably took a sip of the soup and ate some food, saying, "The fans named it the ’Autumn Saury cp.’

Mu Qiu’s movement of eating paused.

No need to say who the cp is with, you can tell just from the name. Everyone’s gaze focused on Guan Yu and Mu Qiu.

Wei Yi got choked directly, coughing violently.

Sister Shu Ran, who had been drinking soup, said upon hearing this: "Why not call it ’Lie cp’?"

Li Yang: "Or ’Deception cp’ would work."

Shi Yuhuai: "’Chatterbox cp.’

Mu Qiu & Guan Yu: "......"

Mu Qiu coughed twice, put down the bowl seriously, and said: "If that’s the case, I also saw an even better one, which is the combination of Sister Guan Yu and Sister Shu Ran."

"?" Guan Yu was shocked, "I can even have a cp with Shu Ran?"

"Why are you so shocked?" Shu Ran frowned her delicate brows into a knot, "I’m the one who should be shocked. How could I have a cp with her? Is everyone crazy?"

The last two sentences were aimed at Mu Qiu.

Mu Qiu shrugged, expressing innocence: "I don’t know if they’re crazy, but according to the principle that everything can become cp, this is normal. Why don’t you guess the cp name?"

Li Yang was the first to speak up, quickly and quietly saying: "Guan Shu cp?"

"Such lack of innovation, if all netizens were like you, Weibo would be a stagnant pool." She commented.

Li Yang pursed his lips and retreated, gnawing on his large bone.

Qiu Shuang thought for a moment, then guessed: "Canopy (Shu Guan) cp?"

"Innovative, but still wrong."

The names of these two people are hard to find homophonic words for a cp name.

Guan Yu, one of the subjects, joined in, looking up and pondering for a while, asking: "Guan Guan Sniper Shu cp? ’Sniper’ represents my sniping Shu Ran."

Shu Ran, inexplicably sniped: "...... Shut up, what is this nonsense."

Mu Qiu gave Guan Yu a thumbs-up: "Young man, good idea, even the netizens can’t think of that."

That was also incorrect, Guan Yu clicked her tongue, "Then what is it? Our names really lack cp vibes."

Just as she was about to reveal the answer, Shi Yuhuai suddenly spoke up with a few cp names.

"Can’t run combo, Bad singing combo, Mute and lame combo."

After speaking, he displayed a look of "pick one" as he glanced at everyone.

Guan Yu and Shu Ran’s expressions turned dark and speechless.

Mu Qiu held back and held back, but finally couldn’t help laughing.

"I think these three are quite good, very recognizable."

Shu Ran: "Shut up!!!"

The atmosphere at the table became lively, Li Yang was laughing while gnawing on his big bone.

Shi Yuhuai quietly closed his mouth, calmly eating his food, ignoring the sharp looks from Guan Yu and Shu Ran.

After laughing enough, Mu Qiu finally revealed the fan-given duo name: "This one is really hard to think of, it’s called ’Yu You Ran cp.’"

Li Yang made a long, meaningful sound: "Eh——"

The two subjects: "What is this???"

"Guan Yu’s ’Yu’, You, Shu Ran’s ’Ran’, Yu You Ran."

Guan Yu’s face scrunched up like a cloth that hasn’t been smoothed in thirty years.

"What kind of duo name is this, I suspect you’re challenging the broadcast bottom line of our show."

"I’m just an ordinary cp name transporter, just surfing the internet a bit more than you guys." Mu Qiu said.

"Is this why you’re not properly writing your book? Your readers are chasing updates to the show’s official Weibo account."

Mu Qiu’s smile froze.

"As long as you don’t talk about this, we’re still good sisters with different fathers and mothers."

The conversation made Jiang Lu across the table laugh happily.

"When I watched the edited version of the first three episodes, I saw your readers on the bullet screen."

Upon joining the group chat, Guan Yu, who was frowning just now, suddenly brightened up: "Brother Jiang Lu, you watch shows with the bullet screen on too? What a coincidence, me too."

Such a corny way to strike a conversation.

Mu Qiu couldn’t help but quip: "Then did you two lock it down? I’ll say on behalf of the fans: you’re dreaming."

Jiang Lu’s smile grew more charming, his baritone laughter resonated with a tingling sensation in his chest cavity.

"Everyone is so fun, isn’t Brother Cheng Zhirang a bit out of place?"

The others quickly waved their hands: "No, no, no, Brother Cheng blends in very well."

"Brother Cheng serves a purpose, he’s our anchor, with him around, we don’t get chaotic."

"The parental figure in the show, very important role!"

Cheng Zhirang pressed a tissue to his lips to wipe his mouth and then said warmly, "I also think I blend in pretty well."

Jiang Lu raised an eyebrow, noncommittal, saying to him: "Speaking of which, when I found out you were going to be a regular guest on a variety show, I thought you either ran out of roles or were in urgent need of money, I even thought of supporting you a bit."

"Aren’t you filming? There’s internet signal in the deep mountains?"

Jiang Lu chuckled: "No need to go online for that, the girls in the crew were all discussing it, when the pilot was released, the entire crew heard screams."

Cheng Zhirang’s eyebrows didn’t move upon hearing this, he said calmly: "Then your good intentions were wasted."

"No worries, if you’re really out of money, let me know, although by then, I’ll probably be out of money too."

"Then what would we talk about? Trading insights on being broke?"

"Cheng Zhirang, you never used to talk like this."

Jiang Lu leaned back, draping his left hand over the chair casually, his fox-like eyes smiling at him.

He had been "infected," his manner of speaking was different from before.

Cheng Zhirang: "Is that so?"

He didn’t seem to care, saying a sentence before continuing to eat seriously.

Qiu Shuang looked at them, smiling and asking: "Is it that Brother Jiang Lu and Brother Cheng keep in touch quite often privately?"

"It’s okay, we occasionally meet for a meal. Your Brother Cheng is very busy when he’s working, when he’s not busy, he stays home and doesn’t go out, hard to schedule a meeting."

Speaking as if he often invited Cheng Zhirang for dinner but got declined.

Cheng Zhirang glanced at him, saying: "I don’t see you twice a year, so who’s really busy?"

"Not seeing me doesn’t matter, as long as you can see your girlfriend."

The atmosphere at the table grew slightly subtle.

Li Yang, gnawing on his big bone, lowered his eyes, glancing at the group next to him, exchanging a gossiping look.

The girlfriend herself paused for a moment, then concealed it by continuing to drink soup, she was nearly full just from the soup.

However, Cheng Zhirang showed no sign of restraint or embarrassment, responded naturally: "Makes sense."