A Top-Tier Green Tea Actress Enters a Dating Reality Show - Chapter 35

Meng Ziqing, originally thinking they were going on a trip nearby, had packed small, elegant, and casual dresses. But now…

They were going straight to Tibet.

None of the clothes she prepared would work.

Crossing half of the entire ‘Flower Country’ China, going from a hot and blindingly sunny temperate zone directly to a plateau.

Meng Ziqing thought of the huge diurnal temperature variation in Tibet, the sudden increase in altitude, and the resulting high-altitude sickness…

She pressed her forehead, her fair, delicate wrist resting against the corner of the nearby table, subtly receiving a heavy blow from the production team.

Internal injuries, all internal injuries.

“Are we really going to Tibet?” Meng Ziqing asked, still unwilling to give up, posing dramatically with a hand to her chest, as if a confirmation from the production team would cause her to faint on the spot in the next second.

Qin Yue quickly reached out to support her, preventing her from actually falling.

“Yes…” The production team staff member nodded affirmatively, the smile on her face not diminishing because of Meng Ziqing’s pitiful state. She explained, “The location for the upcoming short holiday trip arranged by the production team is Tibet.”

Meng Ziqing only felt the world go dark and collapsed into Qin Yue’s embrace.

“There, there…” Qin Yue soothingly rubbed Meng Ziqing’s head. “Tibet will be a lot of fun.”

The new day begins with Meng Fairy clutching her chest dramatically.

Hahaha, it’s obvious that Meng Fairy is very resistant to going to Tibet.

After all, Meng Fairy is physically weak. The cool and aloof older sister goes for a morning run every day, and she’s still not awake yet.

Meng Fairy, what are you doing? Are you the dominant one (gong)? Being so delicate and burying your face in her chest in front of everyone—we’ll be jealous.

Hiss—A sickly dominant is still a dominant. I believe Meng Fairy can do it.

Why did the commenter above suddenly bring up dominant/submissive (gong/shou)? I also ship Fairy Meng as the dominant one.

The live stream chat went crazy because of Meng Ziqing’s actions.

The production team staff also tried to persuade her, “Fairy Meng, don’t worry, our director will arrange everything. You can just relax and enjoy yourself.”

Meng Ziqing raised her teary eyes, looked again at the guide sign printed with “Tibet Five Days and Four Nights Tour,” and nodded with a huge determination. “Mmm…”

She glanced at the live stream comments that had become lively due to her actions, and rolled her eyes slightly in a place the camera couldn’t capture.

Not wanting to go to Tibet was true; the production team giving her such a huge surprise all at once was a bit much to handle.

However, the essence of a dating show is still variety entertainment. She didn’t mind exaggerating her behavior a bit to create some buzz for the show.

Since there was no script, if she didn’t provide some drama, the show wouldn’t be far from bankruptcy.

The system’s task for her was to find her CP by the end of the dating show, and if the dating show went bankrupt…

She wouldn’t get her one hundred billion.

Thinking of this, Meng Ziqing let out a heartfelt sigh.

“What’s wrong? Why the long face so early in the morning?”

A confused female voice came from upstairs.

Meng Ziqing subconsciously looked up. Su An’an was coming down the stairs and asking.

She also knew they were going on a trip today. She wore an off-white dress perfect for spring and summer, and her medium-length hair was tied into two fluffy braids, giving her a youthful, girlish look.

Meng Ziqing woke up early today. When they got downstairs, the others were still asleep. So she and Qin Yue were the first to know the holiday travel destination.

Su An’an’s outfit would be suitable anywhere, just not for going to Tibet.

“You’ll know when you come down.” Meng Ziqing looked up and smiled at Su An’an. Her overly gentle appearance instinctively made Su An’an feel a chill down her spine.

“Why don’t you just tell me?” Su An’an frowned tightly, but she knew there was no hope of getting Meng Ziqing to speak directly, so she could only quicken her pace down the stairs.

Because the staircase was spiral, from upstairs, she could only see Meng Ziqing’s wronged little face and hadn’t noticed the guide sign in the center of the living room.

“Didn’t they say we were going on a trip today? We’re going out to have fun, so why the crying face…” Su An’an hadn’t finished her sentence when “Tibet Five Days and Four Nights Tour” appeared in her sight. The overly ‘pure and white lotus’ words caught in her throat.

“Tibet?!”

The guide sign for Tibet suddenly began to overlap with a memory deep inside her. Su An’an shook her head, forcing the memory out, and asked with similar disbelief, “Are we really going to Tibet?”

Staff member: “Yes, we are…”

Su An’an’s face instantly turned pale. She gave Meng Ziqing, who was beside Qin Yue, an unspeakable glare.

Half an hour later, the guests gathered on the sofas in the living room downstairs. Some were very excited, while others looked ill.

The excited ones included Zhang Ke, Qin Yue, Zhou Feng, and Jian Weilin. The ones looking ill were the three physically weak members: Meng Ziqing, Su An’an, and Wen Siliang.

They were all human, but the difference in certain aspects was considerable.

“It is said that travel is the best way to see a person’s character. With the long holiday stretch, why not go out and experience the magnificent mountains and rivers of our motherland? July and August are the perfect time to go out, and going out with someone you like is even more exciting.

As the triumphant return show of ‘Ninety Days of Love,’ we naturally want to create a memorable experience for our guests and viewers. Therefore, we have set our goal for this love mission on—Tibet!

This Week’s Love Mission: Let’s Travel Together!”

Zhang Ke was much more familiar with reading the mission card than a month ago, but she couldn’t contain her excitement about the upcoming trip. Her dramatic intonation sounded exactly like a primary school student giving a speech on stage.

“The flight is at 3:50 PM. Please ensure all guests are on the bus promptly at 11:00 AM,” Zhang Ke read seriously. “Guests, please use the morning to pack your luggage carefully.”

“P.S.: The production team suggests that due to the large diurnal temperature variation in Tibet, all guests should remember to bring a windbreaker, a light down jacket, and some medication. If you don’t have them, you can ask the director.

The most financially generous and extravagant dating show production team in history… left behind…”

As she read the end, Zhang Ke snapped out of her excitement about the trip and realized what cheesy thing she had just read. Her face instantly flushed deep red.

Damn, I forgot how cheesy the production team’s signature is.

“Pfft…” Meng Ziqing covered her mouth and chuckled softly.

She hadn’t read that part before, but there was always a silly one who fell for it.

Meng Ziqing was sitting next to Zhang Ke, so her snicker naturally didn’t escape Zhang Ke’s ears.

“Sister Qingqing, you actually…” Zhang Ke’s eyes became tearful like poached eggs. “Laughing at me…”

Hahaha, the production team’s signature is so cheesy.

No wonder the guests always pause when reading the mission card and then the signature they read is never the same.

That’s the truth. Because what the production team wrote is too cheesy, they have to make it up as they go. Hahaha.

The live stream chat burst into laughter.

Zhang Ke became even more upset. Meng Ziqing lowered her head, and her dark, curly hair fell from her shoulder, obscuring most of her eyes, but it didn’t hide the smile on her lips.

Seeing Meng Ziqing laugh, Qin Yue gently nudged her.

“Don’t laugh. She’s about to cry if you keep laughing.”

Meng Ziqing clicked her tongue and obediently nodded. “Okay, Older Sister.”

Zhang Ke puffed out her cheeks in anger and took a deep breath…

For some reason, she felt like an innocent single dog who was just walking along and suddenly got kicked.

“Alright, alright, time is tight, let’s hurry up and pack our luggage.” Wen Siliang stepped forward, his clear and resonant male voice speaking slowly. “The production team has also provided a reference list, which is quite comprehensive. Everyone should just follow that to pack. It’s 8:30 AM now, so we have two and a half hours to prepare.”

The time from 8:30 AM to 11:00 AM seemed like a lot, but after he calculated the specific time, it felt very pressing. The guests dispersed and quickly returned to their rooms to pack.

Before leaving, Zhang Ke looked back at Wen Siliang, holding a hint of girlish affection.

Wen Siliang turned his head and smiled at Zhang Ke.

Zhang Ke’s breath hitched, and she quickly turned away like a thief.

All this happened within a few seconds, but Meng Ziqing saw it very clearly.

Or rather, she was already staring at Wen Siliang.

“Gu Yang is gone, and you’ll be soon too,” Meng Ziqing murmured, lowering her eyes.

“Meng Ziqing, pay attention.” Qin Yue noticed her zoning out for too long. She was sitting on the floor, looking down at her suitcase, not moving, holding two pairs of shoes for a long time without putting them into the suitcase, so she called out to her.

“Hmm?” Meng Ziqing snapped back. “I’m here, Older Sister.”

“What’s wrong with you lately?”

Meng Ziqing innocently shrugged. “Maybe I’m just tired. I’ve been busy with a contract recently, and working on the drafts has messed up my routine.”

Qin Yue nodded in understanding then.

Qin Yue didn’t ask further. Meng Ziqing continued to organize her luggage. She didn’t even notice that her eyes had darkened slightly.

She didn’t know why, but after sending Gu Yang to the psychiatric hospital, she kept… zoning out?

At 9:00 PM, the plane bound for Lhasa was about to land.

Meng Ziqing was dozing with her eyes closed when she was suddenly startled awake by the movement next to Qin Yue.

She opened her eyes and looked. Qin Yue was shaking her head constantly, as if going through a terrible ordeal. Sweat had already beaded on her forehead, strands of hair stuck to her jade-like forehead, her face was pale, and her lips were tightly pressed into a thin line, rosy red, showing how much force she was using.

“Older Sister, wake up?” Meng Ziqing gently shook her arm, furrowing her brows.

Why was she having a nightmare for no reason?

“Th-the third loop!”

Qin Yue woke up with a gasp from the nightmare, her cool, aloof eyes wide open, still containing a trace of fear and teary moisture.

She was breathing heavily, her head lowered in a distressed manner, clearly badly frightened.

“It’s okay, it’s okay,” Meng Ziqing patted her shoulder, embracing her and rubbing her back.

She twisted open a bottle of water for Qin Yue to drink, patiently soothing her emotions.

It took a while for Qin Yue to recover. She held Meng Ziqing’s arm tightly and said in a muffled voice, “You’re still alive. That’s great.”

“It was just a dream. Don’t be scared, Older Sister,” Meng Ziqing said gently.

She didn’t ask Qin Yue what she dreamed about. Soothing Qin Yue’s emotions was the most important thing right now, even though the nightmare was related to her.

After a while longer, Qin Yue’s mood finally stabilized completely. She looked listlessly at Meng Ziqing.

The plane landed, and the sound of the flight attendant announcing that passengers should disembark rang out. Passengers stood up and left the plane.

While Meng Ziqing was retrieving her luggage, Qin Yue, who hadn’t spoken for a long time, finally did. “Little one, I just dreamed you died.”

Meng Ziqing had a premonition. She picked up the luggage and pulled Qin Yue’s hand, sounding unconcerned. “It’s just a nightmare. It’s normal for a few people to die. Don’t be afraid, Older Sister, it’s all fake, fake.”

“No, just you and Gu Yang,” Qin Yue looked at her deeply, her voice flat and quiet, carrying a sense of despair from being unable to save them.

“You died three times.”

Meng Ziqing turned to look at her: “???”

Her tone was surprised: “Older Sister, why are you cursing me? Why would I die with that lunatic?”

Qin Yue shook her head, about to say something, when a greeting came from the front.

“Hey, hey, hey, Qin Yue and Meng Ziqing, keep up, don’t fall behind!” Su An’an turned around and called out.

Meng Ziqing pulled her luggage and shouted back to Qin Yue, “Coming!”

The five-day, four-night trip to Tibet had begun.

High mountains and flowing waters, divine mountains and sacred lakes, the golden peaks bathed in sunlight… Perhaps they, the participants of the dating show, do not believe in gods and Buddhas. But on that pilgrimage path, they must find some kind of faith of their own.