Chapter 154: Recording "Silver Medal"

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The upbeat rhythm of live music filled the air as Deng Xin stepped out from the group, calling out, "Go! Go! Go! Let’s get moving!"

Deng Xin sang the first line: "How intense is the flavor of black coffee?"
Li You followed: "I only want the ease of a soda."
...
Wang Fengwan sang passionately: "I just want to hold your hand and wait for the rainbow in the rain."
Jiang Yun took Wang Fengwan’s hand: "You say I am your superhero, though occasionally I’m just your punching bag..."

The recording of the fifth episode of the first season of *Run, Friend* had just concluded. Everyone returned to the hotel, and Jiang Yun collapsed onto his bed the moment he entered his room.

He stretched languidly. "Finally, I can get some real rest. It’s been a long day, so tiring!"

After resting for a while, Jiang Yun rallied his energy to serialize his latest novel chapter. Having finished recording *Run, Friend* today, he had *Silver Medal vs. Silver Medal* to record tomorrow!

Once he finished uploading the chapter, Jiang Yun drank a glass of warm milk and fell fast asleep.

*Silver Medal vs. Silver Medal* was also being filmed in Zhijiang and was produced by the same Blue Network, though this time it was a studio-based recording rather than an outdoor variety show. Jiang Yun and the others decided to stay at the hotel instead of heading home. Word had it that the cast of *Soul Continent* would also be participating in tomorrow’s recording.

Early the next morning, Jiang Yun rose and headed to the hotel restaurant for breakfast.

"Morning, Brother Xin!" Jiang Yun greeted him politely.
"Morning, Jiang Yun!"
"Brother Xin, are you all leaving later today?" Jiang Yun asked.
"Yeah," Deng Xin nodded. "I heard you, Fengwan, and the others have another show to record?"
Jiang Yun nodded in confirmation.

After breakfast, Jiang Yun went to Li Mengya’s room.
"Knock, knock, knock!"
"Door's unlocked, come in!"

Jiang Yun pushed the door open to find Wang Fengwan and Li Mengya lounging on the bed, chatting.
Jiang Yun paused, surprised. "Wang Fengwan, why are you here?"
Wang Fengwan shot him a look, which made Jiang Yun’s heart skip a beat.
"Why can’t Fengwan be here? She stayed over in my room last night!"

Jiang Yun rubbed his nose. "I’m just saying, could you two be a little more image-conscious? You’re lying on the bed with your long legs exposed—aren't you worried someone else might have walked in?"
"Hmph!" Wang Fengwan huffed and sat up, smoothing her skirt. Li Mengya also sat up and grabbed a jacket to put on.
"Mengya, I’m heading out! We have to record the show this afternoon!" Wang Fengwan said.
"Alright!"

As Wang Fengwan passed Jiang Yun, she gave him a shove. "Move it, you’re in the way!"
Jiang Yun rubbed his nose again, deciding not to take it to heart. Once she was gone, he sat down on a chair. "Have you had breakfast yet?"

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"I ate ages ago." Li Mengya flopped back onto the bed.
"Was it boring watching us record the show yesterday?" Jiang Yun asked.
"Not at all, it was quite interesting. It actually made me want to participate myself!" Li Mengya replied.
"That’s great. Next time, I’ll bring you along to record a show!"
"No thanks, I’d rather not be tricked by you!"

Jiang Yun rolled his eyes. "How are you still holding onto that?"
Li Mengya sat up. "What? You think you’re in the right for lying to people? If you ever try to trick me, I’ll scratch your face up and see how you manage to sing, act in movies, or record shows after that!"
Jiang Yun was speechless—it seemed she was even more fiery than Wang Fengwan!

At noon, Jiang Yun joined Li Mengya and Wang Fengwan for lunch. By two o'clock, the transport for *Silver Medal vs. Silver Medal* arrived to take them to the studio. Upon arrival, the host, Shen Lang, was already waiting.

"Brother Shen Lang, could you please arrange a seat for Mengya in the audience section?"
Shen Lang smiled, surprised by Jiang Yun’s friendliness. He felt honored that Jiang Yun would address him as "brother." "Isn't Mengya recording the show?"
Jiang Yun shook his head. "She isn't."
"She could if she wanted to," Shen Lang chuckled.
"No need," Li Mengya interjected.
"Alright then," Shen Lang said. "How about the guest area instead?"
Jiang Yun thought for a moment. "That works too."

Jiang Yun made this request because Li Mengya had mentioned wanting to participate; placing her in the guest area would give her a chance to be on camera.
"Fine, Mengya can just sit in the guest area," Shen Lang agreed.
"Got it," Jiang Yun nodded.

He headed to the dressing room to get ready. A short while later, Shen Luo came rushing in. "Jiang Yun, you’re finally here!"
"Brother Shen!" Jiang Yun greeted him. "Where’s Sister Ling?"
"She’s getting her makeup done!"
"Oh, I see!"
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"Clap!" The live audience broke into enthusiastic applause.

Shen Lang stood on stage, with Jiang Yun’s cast on his left and the *Soul Continent* cast on his right.
"Today, we have a showdown between *Fighting Horse* and *Soul Continent*!" Shen Lang announced into his microphone.
"For the *Fighting Horse* cast, we have leads Jiang Yun and Fengwan, along with Ren Xing, Zhu Yin, Wei He, and Zhou Yu!"
"For *Soul Continent*, we have leads Xiao Zhan and Yang Mi, joined by Zhang Feng, Jiang Yi, Cai Kun, and Zhang Shan."
"Senior Jiang Yun, we meet again!" Cai Kun, Zhang Shan, Zhang Feng, and Jiang Yi greeted him.

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Yang Mi also waved a greeting to Jiang Yun. He smiled and responded to everyone in turn.

Shen Lang raised his microphone again. "Now, let’s welcome our *Silver Medal* family to the stage!"
"Please welcome the King of Comedy, Shen Luo!"
"Clap, clap, clap!" The audience cheered.
"The nation’s sweetheart, Guan Tong!"
"The musical genius, Hua Yu!"
"And our ray of sunshine, Zheng Ling!"

Shen Luo, Zheng Ling, and the others walked onto the stage to the opening music.
"Our Ace Family is splitting up today. You four will divide into two groups to lead your respective teams to victory. Do you understand?"
The four nodded.
"Now, let’s draw lots!"
"I got number one!" Zheng Ling exclaimed, her plump figure adding a comedic touch.
"I got number one, too!" Shen Luo added.
Shen Lang announced, "Number one represents the *Fighting Horse* team!"
"So that means we must be number two?" Guan Tong asked.
"Perhaps number three!" Shen Lang joked.
Guan Tong checked her number—it was actually a three.
"Shen Lang, what’s going on? There are only two teams, where did a three come from?" Zheng Ling asked.
Shen Lang laughed. "The director just added it for comedic effect, don't overthink it!"
"Oh!"
"Audience, Shen Luo and Zheng Ling will lead the *Fighting Horse* team, while Guan Tong and Hua Yu will lead the *Soul Continent* team! Let’s hear your slogans!"

Jiang Yun’s team shouted, "Fighting Horse, Fighting Horse, dismount everyone!"
Guan Tong’s side wasn't about to lose. "Soul Continent, Soul Continent, leave you soulless!"
The audience was stunned. What kind of lines were those?
"Hahaha!"
"Giggle!"
Jiang Yun and the others laughed too. "What on earth is 'leave you soulless'?"
Shen Lang chuckled. "Without further ado, let’s begin our first round: The Line Relay!"

The group moved to the guest area, where Li Mengya was already waiting. Jiang Yun and the others sat down beside her.
Shen Lang asked, "Which team would like to go first?"
"We’ll go first!" Zheng Ling raised her hand.
"Very well, let’s have the *Fighting Horse* team start us off!"