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I'm Crushing on Gorgeous Faces in Variety Shows!-Chapter 298: Loves Eating, Roasted Garlic...???
This is no joke, the show crew’s setting for each episode perfectly avoided the content she wrote.
She had no way around it.
Tang Zi exclaimed, "Really? Is the show crew that tricky?"
Mu Qiu replied with a polite smile.
Tang Zi wanted to speak, but Shu Ran spoke first.
"I guess the show crew is definitely going for something big. Every episode’s theme is reflected in the tasks. This time it’s about sect rivalry, but why come to the seaside?"
"Because..." Guan Yu’s eyes lit up, "There’s a swimming sect?"
Mu Qiu said seriously, "Like wearing swimming trunks to catch fish in the sea?"
Li Yang: "...Hahaha, catch fish in the sea? We’re at a sect rivalry, why catching fish?! Survival conflict isn’t about competing for food supplies!"
The director’s smile became subtly complex.
Ten minutes later.
Li Yang looked expressionless, "Damn, it really is about competing for food supplies."
Time rewinds to when the director announced the rules for this episode.
"Everyone’s imagination is very rich, but none is close to the mark."
The others: "..."
"Did everyone see those black objects around when you came?"
Everyone looked in unison towards the tall object on the left, covered with a black curtain and resembling a highway billboard.
The staff, like a flag-raising hand at Tiananmen, solemnly lifted the black curtain.
A large display screen was revealed, thicker than the handheld thin model from the last show, more like a normal modern computer in thickness.
Li Yang was shocked, "Another one of these things?!"
Guan Yu’s mouth dropped open, "What high-tech exam product is this again?"
"...Exam???!"
The three new guests exclaimed in shock.
Ye Mian looked around, took a step forward, and said, "Didn’t we already have an exam segment in last week’s show? Why repeat it this week?"
Mu Qiu looked at the big screen and shook her head, "It shouldn’t be. According to the show’s style, there must be another more exaggerated purpose."
Ye Mian was taken aback, "Something more exaggerated than an exam?"
Mu Qiu looked at her with sympathy and comfort, "You’ll find out soon."
The big screen was like half of a laptop screen, magnified many times, standing in a metal frame groove on the beach.
As the curtain was drawn open, it automatically turned on, with blue shimmering dots jumping from a corner of the screen to form a sentence in the middle quickly.
"Different Variety Show is the best!"
Guan Yu, "This startup is quite dramatic."
Li Yang, "Quite the bootlicking."
Mu Qiu rested her chin on her hand, "This isn’t bootlicking; it’s clearly fatherly encouragement."
Cheng Zhirang turned to glance at her.
After the bootlick... Oops, the benefactor’s encouraging words for the son ended, options appeared on the screen, one by one, a total of three frames.
The sound was crisp, identical to the warning popup sound on a computer.
A crowd tiptoed forward to see.
The sun was too bright, so Mu Qiu shaded her eyes with her hand, squinting to take a look.
"...Loves roasted garlic?"
"Really loves roasted garlic and... absolutely loves roasted garlic?"
Just reading the words, Mu Qiu felt she could smell it.
The salty sea breeze suddenly mixed with an indescribably terrible smell.
The director clapped his hands, drawing everyone’s attention back to him.
Mu Qiu deliberately avoided looking at the group of floral headscarves, straining her ears to listen intently.
"In our original author’s book, there’s a novel world set as a fantasy sect story. There are many sects, each with a special place to issue tasks for disciples. Disciples can choose tasks to gain experience or exchange for currency."
"Nine guests will voluntarily divide into three groups, each representing different factions within the sect. Usually, they are divided and look down on each other. But now the sect is facing a survival crisis that requires everyone to contribute."
"This crisis is that the sect only has food in the mission pavilion now. You must exchange for supplies by completing tasks to sustain life."
"This is the mission selection area in the pavilion. You take different value and level tasks as needed to exchange for different foods. The food will be cooked by the show on a beach BBQ tonight for those who complete the tasks."
"Additionally, because Brother Huai won first place in last week’s individual challenge, he’ll have a perk this episode to exchange the easiest task for the most expensive food three times."
"Guan Yu, who came in last, will be demoted to a roaming NPC, with locked mission options, losing the right to choose autonomously."
"The step we’re moving to is a small task to help you proactively form groups. The rules are finished; anyone has questions?"
"Yes."
The first to speak up was Shi Yuhuai.
He looked at the director, frowning tightly, and asked, "What does this small task have to do with loving garlic?"
This is what everyone wanted to ask, as for those who don’t like it, roasted garlic just sounds like a life-endangering ordeal.
Li Yang quickly echoed, "Yeah! I wanted to ask that too; director, don’t tell us we are being grouped by eating garlic?!"
Director: "Smart, you guessed it right."
"...It’s really roasted garlic?! I refuse!" A shrill scream echoed along the seashore.
Mu Qiu backed away, "Me neither! I don’t want to eat roasted garlic!"
"Neither do I!"
"Absolutely not! Garlic can go into hotpot seasoning, but I can’t tolerate garlic otherwise!"
"How can anyone eat roasted garlic directly?! Isn’t seafood better?!"
The remaining people quickly raised their hands to refuse, indicating they wouldn’t eat such a strong-flavored thing as roasted garlic either!
Especially those whose expressions had already changed; though they didn’t say they wouldn’t eat, the hand-raising showed their strong resistance.
What kind of show makes guests eat roasted garlic for team formation?!
The director gently persuaded, "Actually, you can give it a try. Garlic is very beneficial to human health. And while many hate the smell of raw garlic, lots of people enjoy roasted garlic, and it doesn’t have that taste."
"That’s demonic!"
"I can hardly imagine what roasted garlic would taste like!" 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢
"Director, why don’t you eat a few skewers first?"
"Well," Mu Qiu took a deep breath, directly hitting another speechless point,
"Suggesting roasted garlic is one thing, but why are all three options about loving, especially loving, and super absolutely loving it? Couldn’t there be an option for not loving it?"
Director: "We did some preliminary research, and if we had a ’do not love’ category, it would be overcrowded."
"...So you did research and still want us to eat roasted garlic?!"
The director showed a kindly smile.
"It’s not about eating roasted garlic, it’s about choosing how much roasted garlic to eat based on your situation."
In short—you’re going to eat roasted garlic.







