Romance Variety Show: Director, there's something wrong with my script!

Chapter 63 Alright, you can speak now!

As night deepened, the wind at Mingsha Mountain carried a slight chill, but it wasn't biting when it brushed against my cheeks.

Chen Yuan and Lin Wanxing rode camels back along the winding path between the sand dunes. The streetlights in the desert cast shadows on the sand, guiding their way.

The camel bells jingled softly, their gentle rhythm complementing the starlight in the night sky.

The campfire behind them had long since disappeared into the distance, leaving only the sounds of their breathing, the footsteps of camels, and the clear ringing of bells—a scene of tranquility and peace.

Oh, and there was a photographer too...

Chen Yuan looked back and sighed inwardly. The cameraman's skills were getting better and better. He found that he often forgot that he was actually in the midst of the show.

Is this what they call investment?

"What if they break up in the future? Will you be the one to take the blame?" Lin Wanxing suddenly asked.

"Huh?" Chen Yuan was taken aback and asked, puzzled, "What you mean has nothing to do with me, right?"

"How can it be okay? People say you shouldn't interfere when someone is confessing their feelings. They might not want to accept it, but under the hypnosis of your love song, they inexplicably accept it."

"Tsk tsk, you're guilty," Lin Wanxing said quietly.

Chen Yuan was stunned, then thought about it seriously and realized that Lin Wanxing's words made sense. He immediately put on a long face and asked, "If we really break up in the future, won't I be cyberbullied?"

"..."

"That's not the case at all, and I think they are truly in love," Lin Wanxing said.

Lin Wanxing sat on the camel, turned her head to look at Chen Yuan beside her, and then asked:

"Chen Yuan, why have you never sung that song before? It was so beautiful, more touching than many love songs on the market." Her voice was soft and gentle in the breeze.

Looking at Lin Wanxing's profile, Chen Yuan sighed that this guy was truly handsome from every angle.

Then, he turned his gaze to the distant sand dunes shrouded in starlight and said, "Because it wasn't finished back then, it's considered a half-finished product."

"Not finished writing?" Lin Wanxing was taken aback.

"Yes," Chen Yuan nodded, his tone calm. "I started writing this song a long time ago, but I got stuck halfway through. I couldn't find the right emotions and melody to finish it, so I just left it there."

"I suddenly had an inspiration tonight, so I quickly finished the part I hadn't written and then sang it out."

He spoke of it casually, as if creating a hit love song on the spot was an incredibly simple matter.

In reality, Chen Yuan felt helpless; possessing such a vast music library and not using it would be a sin.

But he always felt a little embarrassed when he made up excuses.

Lin Wanxing was stunned. She turned slightly to the side while sitting on the camel and looked at Chen Yuan intently.

At this moment, the viewers in the live broadcast room were utterly shocked.

From the initial emergence of fingerprints, to the viral sensation of Crescent Bay, and now tonight's improvised yet still deeply moving rendition of "I'm Really in Love with You".

In just half a month, Chen Yuan brought more and more surprises than ever before.

Lin Wanxing suddenly realized that the creative talent of this seemingly low-key and reserved boy in front of her might not be a fleeting flash of inspiration, but rather a volcano about to erupt completely.

Once he finds a suitable outlet, he may embark on an unstoppable creative path, creating a storm in the music scene.

The thought warmed Lin Wanxing's heart. She bit her lower lip, thought for a moment, and said, "Chen Yuan, I'm preparing to make my first solo album. Would you like to write one or two songs for me?"

"I plan to include the song 'Crescent Bay' in my debut album."

Lin Wanxing looked at Chen Ye. She attached great importance to her first album, and her focus for the second half of the year was on it. The company had arranged for her to be a top-notch songwriter.

Asking Chen Yuan to write a song would probably make most people think she's crazy, but if she said that before the show aired, it probably would have seemed crazy.

Now, Lin Wanxing feels that Chen Yuan has the qualifications and ability.

Upon hearing this, Chen Yuan's lips curled into a barely perceptible smile.

This was the moment he had been waiting for. Lin Wanxing's initiative to ask him to write a song showed that she had completely recognized his creative abilities, which was the perfect opportunity for him to extend an olive branch for collaboration.

He didn't agree immediately, but stopped the camel and said to Lin Wanxing, "Let's have a drink together tonight. It's such a nice night, it would be a shame not to have a drink."

Lin Wanxing blinked, looking very puzzled.

"Alright, keep going, little camel, hurry up!" Chen Yuan patted the camel's back and said with a smile.

Lin Wanxing sat on the camel, her eyes wide open, staring at Chen Yuan in disbelief. She opened her mouth, but couldn't utter a word for a long time.

"No, what about my suggestion?" she called from behind.

"Let me think about it. I'll give you my answer when we get back to the guesthouse," Chen Yuan said with a smile.

The two then chased after each other, one after the other.

The viewers in the live stream looked completely confused.

"Wait, are they going to whisper something?"

"Fine, so you're not going to let us hear it?"

"The photographer is making me work overtime tonight, so I'll get a chicken leg."

"The photographer should be sensible and sneak in."

"..."

The viewers in the live stream realized that Chen Yuan wanted to ask Lin Wanxing to whisper something to him, and they all protested in the live stream.

The sound of camel bells drifted into the distance.

After a while, the two crossed the sand dunes and arrived at a nearby town.

Here, the staff had already prepared the vehicle. Chen Yuan and Lin Wanxing handed the camel over to the staff, and then took the sand bottle from today and got into the vehicle to head back to the guesthouse.

It was already past nine o'clock at night.

Meanwhile, the other groups were also gradually returning home. After this heartwarming journey, everyone had experienced subtle changes in their feelings for each other.

Chen Yuan and Lin Wanxing returned to the guesthouse at 10 p.m., just as the live stream ended amidst the lamentations of tens of millions of viewers.

The once bustling courtyard is now quiet and still.

The two entered the living room, where only Lu Zeyan, Ji Chengyu, Su Qingyuan, and Meng Shuran were sitting.

"I'll go back and take a shower, then I'll come down to find you later," Lin Wanxing said, taking the sand bottle back to her room.

"What's going on?" The people in the living room were stunned, as if something big had happened.

Seeing the gossipy looks on their faces, Chen Yuan said speechlessly, "What could possibly be going on? It's just a few drinks." With that, he went back to his room to take a shower.

"Oh no, the two of them are having a few drinks. It seems we can't go back yet," Su Qingyuan muttered, then turned to get the wine from the refrigerator.

Before long, when Chen Yuan and Lin Wanxing came downstairs, they found canned cocktails and some snacks already laid out on the coffee table in the living room.

"....."

Chen Yuan rolled his eyes at them, then sat down on the sofa by the coffee table.

"What's going on? Did you guys prepare this?" Lin Wanxing asked in surprise, sitting with Su Qingyuan and Meng Shuran. "By the way, what were you going to say?" She remembered the important matter and asked.

"Wait, not everyone is here yet," Su Qingyuan said.

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Yichen came running down the street in his slippers.

"They're here, they're here."

Zhang Jianjian and Xu Zhiyi followed closely behind, and then Shen Zhici quietly arrived in the living room. In an instant, all ten people gathered in the living room, opened cocktails, cracked sunflower seeds, and stared longingly at Chen Yuan.

"Alright, you can talk now!" Su Qingyuan reminded him.