The Hypocrite's Act and the Cold Mountain

Only now did Sha Chuan realize there was a camera filming from across the stream. Damn it, didn't that mean his pathetic state just now had been completely captured!

Thinking of this, Sha Chuan instantly felt his breathing grow even more labored.

Ignoring the others' inquiries about what was wrong with him, he dragged his weak, limp legs to the screen. Once he saw that the viewers had already come up with a reason for him, he let out a sigh of relief and slumped down again.

Then, right on cue, he put on a lonely, melancholic, and sorrowful expression.

This wasn't his first time using his deceased girlfriend to build a devoted boyfriend persona; by now, he could do it with absolute mastery.

The camera captured his expression with precision, and the netizens immediately began discussing it even more fervently.

Because of those deeply emotional edited videos, the number of netizens who genuinely pitied Sha Chuan instantly multiplied, and they spoke up in his defense in the comments section.

After the medical staff checked Sha Chuan, and since Sha Chuan insisted on continuing the shoot, the crew had him change into clean clothes, and the filming resumed.

When Tong An asked him why he had jumped into the water, Sha Chuan tilted his head slightly, showing off his proud jawline. He lowered his eyes, looking desolate: "I'm sorry. I saw someone very important to me in the water... I know she's gone, but I just miss her so much."

Tearing up at the mention of his girlfriend had become muscle memory for Sha Chuan, and this time was no exception.

Tong An had vaguely heard that Sha Chuan had a loving girlfriend, so he merely patted his shoulder in comfort.

Qi Gu, however, was baffled upon hearing this, his brow furrowing. "Judging by your physiognomy, you are not a loyal person in relationships."

Moreover, he was currently dealing with at least three romantic entanglements at the same time.

Sha Chuan choked for a moment but quickly countered, "Physiognomy isn't necessarily accurate, is it? Aren't there people with fierce looks who do a lot of good deeds?"

Qi Gu: "The situation you mentioned does exist, but that's actually due to laymen's misunderstanding of physiognomy. Physiognomy isn't based on analyzing individual facial features in isolation; rather, they must be analyzed together to see the most accurate and complete fate. For example, a person might have a nose shape that indicates financial loss, but if their earlobes are large, it proves they have good fortune that can compensate for that loss."

Sha Chuan knew that if he remained silent now, there would be plenty of reasons for Qi Gu to be criticized. Thus, he simply lowered his head, staring desolately at the trickling stream.

The anti-fans had expected Qi Gu to check the comments after eating and get riled up by the screen. At this thought, they couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction.

But Qi Gu seemed to know what they were thinking. He deliberately kept his head down, nudging Lin Han Zhi, who was sitting below him, with his elbow: "Spicy strips."

Lin Han Zhi understood and pulled a packet of spicy strips from his pocket to hand to him.

Thus, to the anti-fans' dismay, Qi Gu ate packet after packet, unable to stop.

From their initial high expectations to complete numbness, their minds were filled with the thought: just how much food did this idiot bring, and why isn't he finished eating yet?

Just as Qi Gu finally wiped his hands with a wet wipe and showed signs of looking up, the anti-fans' eyes lit up with anticipation, only to hear Tong An's voice: "It's getting late. Everyone clean up your trash, we're moving out."

Anti-fans: ???

Anti-fans: What!

They had waited half the day just to see Qi Gu get hurt by the comments. To achieve this goal, they had repeatedly typed malicious comments for half an hour until their fingers went numb, only to be shown this!!!

How could Tong An, with his normal body temperature, utter such cold words?

To their dismay, the small comment screen was taken away by the staff again, keeping its distance from Qi Gu.

It was now seven in the evening. Darkness enveloped the mountain forest. The swaying branches looked like countless spectral arms reaching out, while the silent trees stood like quiet ghosts looking down at them.

The cries of birds and beasts grew even more desolate and eerie in the darkness. Occasional sounds resembled a baby's whimpering or a woman's sharp shriek, enough to give anyone goosebumps.

What was worse, the temperature on the mountain began to drop.

Naturally, the higher the altitude, the lower the temperature. Since it was already night, the temperature on Qingji Mountain dường như giảm xuống đột ngột, rất nhanh khiến mọi người phải lấy áo khoác giữ nhiệt mà đoàn đạo diễn chuẩn bị trong ba lô ra mặc vào người.