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In the following days, the production team certainly didn’t just let them enjoy the leisurely German lifestyle so easily.
Since the groups had been formed, there naturally was competition between them. From simple activities like running on a pressure pad, weight-bearing marching, and pull-ups, to cleaning the house, cooking, leveling up in challenges, dance-offs and battling for the microphone—the variety was endless.
Of course, the production crew wasn’t running a sports competition, and the activities were more about participation, which the guests were aware of. Of course, they still had to act as if they were very competitive in front of the camera, outdoing each other. There were trips and misdirections.
Although everyone was a celebrity and very used to posturing in front of the camera, it was feasible to fake it for a one or two-hour show with post-editing. But overseas, unfamiliar with the surroundings and without assistants or managers to oversee them, every aspect of their daily lives, including eating and going to the bathroom, had to be exposed to the camera. Even if one could pretend for a day, it was impossible over the twenty days.
Especially, since this was a live broadcast program.
All those viewers watching the live streams every day had nothing better to do but to nitpick. Everyone wished they had an 8x scope to scrutinize any subtle expressions they might show. It could be a single sentence, an eye roll, or a disdainful sneer—the audience would pounce on it in an instant.
For instance, Li Yiru, who started by flattering Bo Yan and later constantly tried to steal the spotlight, was the least favorite among viewers, who criticized her from start to finish.
For instance, Hu Juyue, whose control over the scene was alright, but talked too much, sometimes preventing others from getting a word in edgeways when they tried to interject.
If the talkative were criticized, what about the quiet ones? Shang Feifei and Zhou Weiwei, one was accused by viewers of “standing by idly,” while the other was called “scheming.” Xia Siyu had swapped her Taormina working spot with her, but she was unwilling to exchange it for a bus shift in Heidelberg.
However, Zhou Weiwei was ultimately transparent, and even Xia Siyu didn’t care, so after a few critical posts, no one criticized her anymore and shifted their attention to others.
And flying guests were inevitably caught in the crossfire. There was Wu Di previously, and others in Germany. Those who diligently worked were criticized for being stale, while those who talked too much were accused of hogging the spotlight. The audience these days was indeed hard to please.
Even Xia Siyu, who had gained the most followers, was criticized.
They said she was domineering, with a loud voice and no consideration for others, and lacked intelligence… Apart from the last point being a matter of fact, the rest were just idle netizens nitpicking, scrutinizing the footage with a microscope and always finding faults one way or another.
Of course, Bo Yan’s fans and Xia Siyu’s fans were still at each other’s throats, just not as fervently as at the beginning.
But whether it was Bo Yan’s fans or Xia Siyu’s fans, they agreed on one point: Bo Yan and Xia Siyu, the two main characters, had no romantic tension and could not possibly be a couple.
However, as heated as the fan battles were, no one considered another possibility: their discord might stem from a deeper grudge.
Anyway, amid the bickering and clamor, today was their last day in Heidelberg, and the penultimate day of this live broadcast program.
It also meant that Xia Siyu and Bo Yan’s cohabitation for over a dozen days was coming to an end tonight.
Waking up early, Xia Siyu was especially happy, “Tomorrow I won’t have to share a room with you anymore.”
Bo Yan gave her a faint look and chuckled.