After a long time, someone finally came to and sent a comment:
[What bare skin, obviously she's wearing makeup, sneaky fake bare skin look! Don't be fooled, she's just relying on the blurry live streaming camera!]
[Crafty as ever, she's likely watched the stream early and changed after seeing Zhong Yulu praised for wearing long pants!]
[Copycat get out of the show! Every time she's clinging to Zhong Yulu like gum on her shoe!]
Ji Xizhi was the last to walk up to the show crew, while the other guests who arrived early had already gotten acquainted.
In the industry, Ji Xizhi's reputation isn't exactly great; as soon as she arrived, only Zhong Yulu greeted her.
Ji Xizhi felt indifferent toward female lead Zhong Yulu. Her original team used Zhong Yulu for hype, but Zhong Yulu's team also frequently stepped over Ji Xizhi, so technically, they don't owe each other anything.
Ji Xizhi was about to retire from the circle, so she wasn't interested in forging relationships with the guests. She politely returned the greeting and then sat on a nearby seat to review the study videos from last night.
The series of actions flowed naturally, even leaving Zhong Yulu a bit puzzled.
Normally, Ji Xizhi enjoyed calling Zhong Yulu "sis" and "dear," riding on Zhong Yulu's popularity, yet this time, she greeted and sat alone.
Zhong Yulu was also bewildered, but with Ji Xizhi not looking for her, she was relieved instead.
Beside them, Zhu Xiu'an was annoyed.
Zhu Xiu'an was known for being ruthless with words and was privately a die-hard fan of Zhong Yulu. Seeing Ji Xizhi dismissing Zhong Yulu's warm greetings, he rolled his eyes on the spot.
Zhu Xiu'an: "It's one thing to be late; everyone else is standing, yet you're the only one who finds it okay to sit!"
Ji Xizhi hadn't reviewed even a few minutes of her video before glancing up.
She asked: "Did you open this airport?"
Zhu Xiu'an was choked up by the question, but when he lowered his head and saw Ji Xizhi's genuinely inquiring expression, he replied: "Nope!"
Ji Xizhi: "Then why are you meddling?"
Ji Xizhi was sharp-tongued, completely indifferent to offending others.
Zhu Xiu'an got flushed with anger: "You—!"
Ji Xizhi: "I'm really busy, why not patrol the Pacific Ocean, your country needs you!"
Zhu Xiu'an: "..."
"Being kind only to be treated like garbage!"
Zhu Xiu'an was stifled to the point of speechlessness, eventually storming off away from Ji Xizhi in frustration.
The audience who lingered in Ji Xizhi's live chat intended to watch her mess up but didn't expect Zhu Xiu'an's combat prowess to be so weak, shooed away with just two sentences.
[What's going on with Zhu Xiu'an, wasn't he supposed to be an internet verbal champion?]
[His combat effectiveness seems lacking; how could he not be as good as Ji Xizhi?]
[That Pacific patrol bit killed me, Ji Xizhi is full of banter, is she completely carefree now fighting with Hangxing Entertainment?]
[Hangxing Entertainment released a statement in the wee hours saying everything is legally contracted, they're not afraid of lawsuits! Ji Xizhi's lying, you all believe it? I'll just watch for her new tricks in court!]
...
Half an hour later, after the show crew confiscated all the guests' wallets per regulation, the plane began boarding.
The show booked business class, two seats per row, but didn't specify which guest would sit where, leaving it completely to free pairing.
Ji Fengyuan was the first to board the plane, heading straight to an aisle seat, leaving the window seat on the inside for someone else.
Zhu Xiu'an did the same.
Qin Yutian stood in the aisle waiting for the ladies to choose their seats first.
Fang Zhuyue moved quickly; she glanced at the inner seat by Ji Fengyuan—though she wanted it, her manager had firmly advised her not to provoke Ji Fengyuan before coming to the show.
So she took a step back and approached Qin Yutian, inviting him to sit together.
That left only Ji Xizhi and Zhong Yulu.
Zhong Yulu walked ahead but didn't rush to choose a seat; instead, she stepped aside to let Ji Xizhi have a go.
"Xi Zhi, you go ahead!" Zhong Yulu's voice was soft and accommodating, earning her quite a few fans in the live feed.
[Lu Lu is too nice, but Ji Xizhi's not worth it! I'm done!]
[Ji Xizhi's definitely picking Ji Fengyuan, no question, just imagining this scenario makes me unable to continue watching!]
[Good heavens, no wonder Ji Xizhi argued with Zhu Xiu'an earlier, her excuse lined up! Just argued with Zhu Xiu'an, doesn't want to sit with him, so logically, she can only choose Ji Fengyuan!]
Ji Xizhi didn't push or pull with Zhong Yulu; the plane was about to take off, and going back and forth would only trouble the flight attendants.
She walked past Zhong Yulu, heading forward.
Ji Fengyuan was seated in a frontward position.
Zhong Yulu watched Ji Xizhi's advancing steps, her breath momentarily halted.
Her team had set her image as gentle and knowledgeable.
She believed as long as she let Ji Xizhi choose first, Ji Xizhi likely wouldn't pick Ji Fengyuan's spot, thus leaving it as the last available choice for herself.
Yet now, Ji Xizhi was actually heading for Ji Fengyuan's spot?
For a moment, Zhong Yulu's heart felt uncomfortable.
Nonetheless, she displayed no emotion on her face, gracefully curving her lips while following Ji Xizhi closely, nonchalantly glancing towards Ji Fengyuan's seat.
At the moment she saw Ji Fengyuan's expression, she breathed a sigh of relief too.
Ji Fengyuan wouldn't let Ji Xizhi sit there.
With this thought, Zhong Yulu's smile on her face grew even more relaxed.
However, the fans in the live chat were getting increasingly upset, watching Ji Xizhi getting closer to Ji Fengyuan like a ticking bomb.
[Ji Xizhi really has a face thick as city walls! How dare she!!!]
[What hasn't this green tea done? She has no shame at all, right?!]
[My CP breaker must die!!!]
The live chat was in a state of fury.
But just as Ji Xizhi reached Ji Fengyuan's seat, while Ji Fengyuan maintained a stern face, upon seeing Ji Xizhi, he unsurprisingly, just as Zhong Yulu imagined, stretched his long legs forward, raised his eyes coldly saying: "You—"
Before he could finish, Ji Xizhi walked swiftly past him without a glance, two steps forward, stretched out her long legs, stepped beside the program crew's seat in the very front, and sat down comfortably.
A series of actions flowed seamlessly, leaving Ji Fengyuan caught in the wind.
Ji Fengyuan: "…?"
Zhong Yulu: "…?!"
Live-streaming audience: "???" This can happen?!