Chapter 48: The Game of You Tell, I Guess

Memories and fatigue together lulled Fang Zhou to sleep.

When he opened his eyes again, it was already morning. Sunlight streamed through the window, filling the room with warmth and comfort.

However, after spending the past few days on the show, Fang Zhou knew that participating in this dating show was far from easy.

But he wasn’t one to be daunted by challenges; he would face whatever came his way.

After freshening up and having breakfast, everyone received a new task from the director’s team.

“Dear guests, today is your fourth day living together on the island. Tomorrow afternoon, you will leave this island.

To help you build rapport, the production team has prepared a small game called ‘You Tell, I Guess.'”

“The rules are simple: the five male guests will take turns drawing topics and giving hints, while the five female guests will guess and earn points. The two female guests with the highest points can choose two male guests to join them on a helicopter ride to enjoy the sea view.”

“The top scorer will also get to invite one male guest for a candlelight dinner in the evening.”

Everyone immediately understood the task.

‘You Tell, I Guess’ wasn’t a particularly difficult game. It mainly depended on the guesser’s quick thinking, knowledge, and intuition.

It had little to do with the person giving the hints.

Today, everyone gathered under the canopy set up yesterday, where a box of topics prepared by the production team awaited them.

The five female guests sat in a neat row, with a director acting as the host, ready to call on them to answer.

The five male guests took turns drawing topics, and each one had to give hints quickly without much time to think.

The first to draw a topic was Liu Hao. He glanced at the words on the paper and began, “This is a common item in a classroom, two words.”

The moment he finished speaking, Qin Yun raised her hand and answered, “Chalk.”

Liu Hao smiled appreciatively and confirmed her answer.

“Correct.”

“One point for Qin Yun.”

The other female guests were momentarily stunned, a bit surprised.

“That was spot on! I was thinking ‘blackboard.'”

“I was thinking ‘desk’ or ‘chair.'”

After a few sighs, they weren’t discouraged. It was only the first round, and they quickly moved on to the second round.

Holding his paper, Sun Haotian solemnly began, “A traditional cultural art form that’s about to disappear, three words.”

Everyone furrowed their brows, deep in thought. There were many types of traditional cultural arts; what could it be?

Fang Zhou also pondered. Was it puppet theater?

Just as the words crossed his mind, Chu Xinran raised her hand and answered.

“Puppet theater!”

Sun Haotian shook his head regretfully and denied, “No, very close though. Guess again.”

An idea struck Qiao Sisi, and she raised her hand, “Shadow puppetry!”

Sun Haotian laughed heartily, “Yes, that’s correct!”

The first two rounds went smoothly, but the live stream data wasn’t picking up. The production team decided to avoid giving the number of words as a hint and instead use verbal clues.

Next up was Fang Zhou. He frowned at the word on the paper: ‘black stockings.’ How was he supposed to hint at that?

The production team even gave a close-up shot, so the viewers saw the words clearly.

An uproar was about to start.

“Hahaha, I’m dying of laughter! Fang Zhou drew such an ambiguous word. If someone guesses it, won’t the female guests punch him?”

“Hahaha, it’s easy to guess, but he’ll have to take a beating. The production team really knows what viewers want to see. With this, they won’t worry about viewership!”

“Why so reserved on a dating show? Korean dating shows are way more daring. Hey, film more of this; we love watching!”

After much deliberation, Fang Zhou finally decided to speak up. The female guests across from him were getting impatient, almost urging him to hurry up.

“It’s something girls love to wear.”

Fang Zhou’s hint immediately led to wild guesses from the other guests.

Girls love to wear? There weren’t many options.

Perhaps thinking of something, Chu Xinran’s face turned red, her hand hesitating to raise.

In the crucial moment, it was the mature Qin Yun who answered first.

“Bra.”

She stared intently at Fang Zhou, as if trying to see through him.

Under such pressure, Fang Zhou shook his head, “No, guess again.”

Everyone fell silent for a moment. Tang Wan hesitated and asked, “Is it a camisole?”

Fang Zhou shook his head again, “No, it’s worn underneath.”

“Skirt.”

Han Xi replied bluntly, her aura back to that of a strong woman, looking at Fang Zhou without the softness of last night, as if it had all been a dream.

“No, it’s something close-fitting.”

Fang Zhou, under pressure, continued to give hints.

The girls exchanged puzzled glances, unsure of what it could be.

“Is it sleep shorts?”

Campus belle Chu Xinran finally got a chance to answer, but unfortunately, it was also incorrect.

Qin Yun answered again, “Black stockings.”

The simple two words were the correct answer.

As soon as she said them, Fang Zhou froze, and so did the other female guests.

“Huh?”

“Qin Yun is correct, one point, total score 2.”

The director announced the score in time, making the female guests tense up.

After only three rounds, Qin Yun had already scored two points, showing impressive strength.

In the following rounds, Chu Xinran also made a strong comeback, guessing three topics correctly, with Qiao Sisi close behind.

When it was Fang Zhou’s turn to draw again, he glanced at the paper: ‘ex-boyfriend.’

His face darkened. What was this?

Was the production team targeting him? Why did everyone else draw normal topics, but his were always so odd?

Fine, he thought. As an ex-boyfriend of four female guests here, he would give them a topic to guess himself, right?

They really knew how to play!

“Hurry up.”

Fang Zhou took too long to think, and someone was already getting impatient.

The viewers laughed and spammed the chat.

“I’m dying of laughter. Fang Zhou’s luck is really something.”

“Fang Zhou must be thinking: Am I the chosen one?”

With no other choice, Fang Zhou gave a hint.

“Someone most girls hate and would rather never see again.”

The girls’ expressions turned confused. Was this even a person?

While everyone hesitated, Tang Wan raised her hand and answered.

“Ex-boyfriend!”

Fang Zhou’s eyes lit up, “That’s right!”

However, their interaction immediately sparked dissatisfaction among the others, and the atmosphere grew tense.

Qiao Sisi pouted in protest, “What? I don’t hate my ex-boyfriend. Your hint was wrong.”

Qin Yun also smiled at Fang Zhou and said, “Yes, I don’t dislike my ex either, nor would I wish to never see him again.”

She clutched her clothes tightly, adding in her heart: On the contrary, I hope to always be with my ex-boyfriend, Fang Zhou.