Chapter 15: I Know, But I Won’t Tell You~

At the same time, the group who had just settled into their seats on the plane received the questions and began writing their answers on the provided boards.

Lin Xingmian clenched his palm, hesitating to put pen to paper.

Even though he had meticulously crafted a love story for the two of them, he had never imagined these specific details.

There were five questions in total, and he hadn’t discussed a single one with Jiang Zijin!

Lin Xingmian exhaled deeply. Now, he could only answer these questions from Jiang Zijin’s perspective.

Black ink spread across the paper as neat and deliberate strokes gradually formed words.

Ji Ansheng, bored and idle, watched them answer. Compared to the other two male guests, Lin Xingmian’s writing speed was noticeably slower.

It seemed as though he was either carefully writing or deeply thinking.

What was he pondering? These questions shouldn’t have been difficult for him.

Ji Ansheng’s eyes flickered, and a wild thought suddenly crossed his mind.

Ji Ansheng collected the answer boards from the two guests, and the show’s assistants led them behind the camera to measure their body measurements in real-time.

Ji Ansheng lingered beside Lin Xingmian, murmuring softly, “Teacher Lin, what are you writing? Why so slow?”

Although his voice was quiet, his microphone clearly picked it up, broadcasting it to the live stream.

The fans in the live stream were also curious. While the other guests had finished their answers quickly, why was Lin Xingmian taking so long?

The camera shifted, scanning Lin Xingmian’s answer board.

The board was filled with densely written words, showing that he had answered with great care.

“Sorry to keep you waiting,” Lin Xingmian said, stopping his writing and handing the whiteboard to Ji Ansheng.

The man stood up, his tone calm. “Excuse me, I’ll go to the back to get my measurements taken.”

Lin Xingmian stood a full head taller than Ji Ansheng, instantly overpowering him in presence.

Officially 181 cm tall, Lin Xingmian not only dominated in height and aura but also held up better under the camera’s scrutiny.

Lin Xingmian’s features were more refined, exuding a cold and sophisticated air when expressionless. His phoenix eyes swept past Ji Ansheng, as if no one could catch his attention.

Ji Ansheng’s face couldn’t withstand close inspection. The more it was magnified, the less it resembled Lin Xingmian’s.

While beautiful, it lacked the vitality an actor should possess.

Ji Ansheng froze, his expression stiffening as he stepped aside to let Lin Xingmian pass.

Behind the curtain, the staff’s excited chatter could be heard. Ji Ansheng clenched his hand hidden behind his back.

No rush, one day all of this would be his!

——

Two minutes passed, and the answering time was up.

The male guests in the waiting room stopped writing, awaiting the announcement of the results.

The camera panned across the row of guests, each with a different expression.

The youngest, Jiang Zijin, looked calm and confident, while Lu Yu’an seemed uneasy, repeatedly checking his answer sheet.

The oldest, He Yuean, looked pale, his pen cap still off.

Netizens watching the trio couldn’t help but laugh.

【Oh no, I already know the answer.】

【He Yuean, go home and kneel on the washboard, bye~】

【If they get even one question wrong, it’ll not only affect their relationship but also give the entire nation something to gossip about. Director Wu, you’re ruthless!】

【Hahaha, what a vicious director, I love it!】

【Be kinder to the elderly, they’ve been married for over seven years.】

【Jiang Zijin seems blindly confident. I bet that kid won’t get many answers right either.】

【Looking at his carefree demeanor, I guess Jiang Zijin can only get one or two questions right.】

【With that said, the only ones likely to get a free trip are the Yu-Yan couple.】

Director Wu, never one to miss a chance to stir the pot, directly called out, “Ahem, ahem, let’s first invite our senior who’s been married for 7 years to set an example!”

“Wait! I haven’t finished writing yet, let… Lu Yuan go first!” He Yuean hurriedly spoke up, trying to buy some more time.

Director Wu raised an eyebrow and looked at Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan had no objections and nodded in agreement.

Flipping over the answer sheet, the large screen nearby simultaneously displayed all the answers.

Upon closer inspection, questions 1, 3, and 4 were correct.

It was the hair-washing question and the measurements question that were way off.

The error in the measurements question was within Lu Yuan’s expectations,

but the answer to “washing hair once every 4 days (reason: too busy, has volumizing spray)” truly shocked him.

He shares a bed with Shen Yan every day, and sometimes he can indeed smell something.

He had asked Shen Yan before, and Shen Yan always said he washed his hair either yesterday or the day before.

In the end, he had been deceived.

The expression on Lu Yuan’s face was a sight to behold, transitioning from “shock” to quick acceptance in just two seconds.

【True love indeed, not noticing that he hasn’t washed his hair for 4 days, hahaha.】

【Yan Yan said that Lu Yuan usually takes care of the household chores because he’s a neat freak.】

【Who would have thought that the neat freak Lu Shen is now with the messy Shen Yan.】

【The Yu-Yan couple is definitely sweet! Pass, next!】

Director Wu waved his hand, “Alright, pass! Next, He Yuean, can you go?”

He Yuean steeled himself, closed his eyes, and flipped over his answer sheet.

The large screen simultaneously displayed the answers.

Except for the first question about the official date and the third question about the ice cream, which were freebies, everything else was wrong!

“He Yuean fails!” Director Wu said excitedly, “Please stay where you are and await punishment.”

He Yuean opened his eyes, looked at the answers on the screen, and said in disbelief, “When I was dating Qin Mu, he did wash his hair once a day!”

As if realizing he had spoken too loudly, He Yuean pursed his lips and murmured, “He used to love wearing pink, but has he switched to black recently because he’s gained weight?”

【Tsk tsk, his emotional intelligence is really something else.】

【Goodbye, big director, you’re sailing away tonight.】

【If my husband dared to make me wash my hair once a day, I’d kick him out of the planet immediately.】

【Do they really live together? He doesn’t even know what color Qin Mu usually wears.】

【Hahaha, Qin Mu over there has already broken two pens, scaring Mian Mian.】

【If Jiang Zijin gets it wrong, the scene would probably be even more intense.】

【Jiang Zijin is too young and impulsive, I doubt he pays attention to these details.】

【I’m just looking forward to seeing Mian Mian’s measurements, huff huff~】

“Last but not least, President Jiang! Are you confident you’ll get everything right?” Director Wu, skilled at stirring up emotions, said excitedly.

“Of course.” Jiang Zijin leaned back leisurely in his chair, crossing his long legs.

“Since Teacher Lin’s answers are too long, we’ll reveal the answers one by one.” Director Wu pressed the remote, and a long string of standard Chinese characters appeared on the large screen.

“For the first date, he wore a custom black suit from KITON, a custom gold-plated tie, Louis Vuitton glossy black patent leather shoes, mid-length white socks, and a Vacheron Constantin platinum collector’s watch on his wrist.”

This string of Chinese left the guests on the set completely baffled. No one expected someone to write in such detail.

How was anyone supposed to answer this?

Jiang Zijin calmly flipped open the first page of the answer sheet, revealing a full page of cursive English that was dizzying to look at.

The production team was momentarily stunned but quickly dispatched a staff member with overseas experience to manually translate it.

Netizens watching the live stream were frantic and immediately took screenshots to translate.

[Damn, it’s actually pretty close!]

[Let me tell you, as someone who passed the TEM-8! It’s word for word! The brands, colors, and styles are all the same!]

[Wow, did they bring secret communication devices or something?]

Jiang Zijin lowered his eyelashes slightly, hiding his accomplishment.

After all, he was the one who helped Lin Xingmian take off his clothes that night. How could he not remember?

“Ahem, next question,” Director Wu cleared his throat and pressed the remote.

Another long string of text appeared on the screen.

“Normal routine, basically every two days. If there’s hair styling for filming, it must be washed the same day. If there’s no schedule, it’s usually every three days.”

Director Wu frowned as he looked at the lengthy text. “This is a bit unfair. It’s hard to judge any of these answers!”

Jiang Zijin leisurely flipped to the next page, which was again filled with English.

This time, the staff behind the camera smoothly translated it, and the frequencies mentioned were similar to what Lin Xingmian had provided.

“Wow, you guys really…” Director Wu looked at him, utterly shocked, momentarily speechless.

The next question was a freebie, and both of their answers were concise, passing without issue.

So far, they had answered three questions correctly and had already passed the assessment, but the live stream’s popularity only increased. Everyone wanted to see just how well they knew each other, and Lin Xingmian’s fans had already received word from their group and were waiting for this final question.

“Fourth question, what color of clothing appears most frequently in daily life?” Director Wu pressed the remote.

An image appeared on the large screen behind him, clearly showing the words “white shirt” on a piece of paper, with a line of text crossed out below it.

“Hoodie and sweatpants.”

However, Jiang Zijin’s translated answer not only included the white shirt but also the deleted “hoodie and sweatpants.”

Jiang Zijin remained composed, hiding his accomplishment.

When he moved, he had specifically checked Lin Xingmian’s wardrobe. These were the clothes that filled it the most, so they were likely what he wore most often.

Director Wu furrowed his brows, his gaze toward Jiang Zijin shifting. “You! You’re really something!”

Jiang Zijin raised an eyebrow, neither confirming nor denying.

[Wow, they really are a newlywed couple. They even know the details so well.]

[Guess if he’ll get the next one right. So many couples have messed up here.]

[I don’t think so. Who usually measures their partner’s measurements? That’s just too weird.]

[He definitely knows! He must have a rough idea! After all, they’re newlyweds, all that passion~]

[Ahhh, here it comes!]

[Lin Xingmian fans, wake up! The good part’s here!]

The measurements of the guests wouldn’t be directly revealed, but based on the numbers provided by the male guests, a judgment of right or wrong would be made.

Director Wu crossed his arms, genuinely skeptical that he could come up with anything impressive.

Jiang Zijin leisurely flipped to the next page, and this time, the text on the paper was actually in Chinese.

The characters on the white paper were somewhat crooked, but when put together, they were still comprehensible.

“I know, but I won’t tell you~”