vstars Chapter 67 Goodness, I like them all!
Chapter 67 Goodness, I like them all!
As the elevator reached the fifteenth floor and the doors opened, a salty, damp sea breeze rushed in.
The observation deck has no solid walls; it's all transparent glass curtain walls, offering a panoramic view of the harbor at night.
As soon as everyone stepped out of the elevator, they were amazed by the sight before them; being there felt like being in the middle of the ocean.
However, they didn't have time to savor the spaciousness, as the butler was already waiting in the center of the hall.
"Distinguished guests, please find a seat first. We'll briefly explain the upcoming itinerary," the butler said gently, gesturing to the sofa area.
It's almost 10 o'clock, and barring any unforeseen circumstances, we'll have to work overtime today.
Everyone took their seats as instructed. The sofas were soft and comfortable, facing the glass curtain wall, where they could see the lights of the city and the shimmering waves of the sea in the distance.
Once everyone was seated, the butler continued, "The program is now more than halfway through. For the next four days and three nights on the cruise, we will be focusing on the 'confirmation of attraction' mission."
As he spoke, he gestured to the staff to distribute the items, and each person received an extra blank postcard and a pen.
The postcard has a simple design, with a silhouette of a cruise ship and the sea printed on the front and a blank writing area on the back.
"This is the first part of this cruise mission: anonymous messages of affection," the butler explained. "Everyone can write a message on a postcard to the guest they are interested in. No need to sign your name, the content is unlimited—casual conversation, reflections, or even a direct confession are all acceptable."
As soon as he finished speaking, the scene fell silent for a moment. Many people glanced at each other subtly, some with conflicted feelings and others with confusion.
Jiang Yichen looked down at the postcard in his hand, his fingertips tightening slightly.
"After writing the postcard, we put it in the mailbox on the door of the recipient's room. We also put a name tag on each guest's door to make sure no one mails it to the wrong person."
Then, the butler added the rules, "The person who receives the postcard has two options: one is to request to know the sender's name. Once the request is made, the two will be automatically matched as a fixed partner for this cruise ship."
"Secondly, refusing to reply means politely declining the other party's offer."
"Can't we change it after matching?" Ji Chengyu asked.
"It's possible to switch partners. If someone wants to replace their partner during the process, then you'll need to use your own abilities to negotiate and invite them."
"You can take turns several times before we arrive in Kagoshima," the butler said.
Everyone was stunned for a moment, and quickly realized that something was wrong. In that case, was this matching mechanism necessary?
Because someone might end up alone, right?
Chen Yuan, an observer with a clearer perspective, suddenly realized that this wasn't about matching people, but about identifying those who were "interested" in someone.
The show has been running for half a month now, but no one has actually confessed their feelings or revealed their true emotions.
The production team is in a panic!
Huh? How come I can see it so clearly? Chen Yuan was surprised that he was able to see through the program team's intentions at a glance. It seems that he has improved recently.
"Now everyone is free to find a place to write letters. We will stop writing at 10 o'clock sharp, and then mail them out in shifts," the butler said.
As soon as the butler finished speaking, everyone stood up and found a corner to sit down.
Some people chose to lean against the glass curtain wall and write by the light from outside the window, while others went to the rest area on the other side of the observation deck to avoid being seen by others.
Chen Yuan found a relatively quiet single sofa to sit down and laid the postcard flat on the sofa armrest.
He paused, the pen tip hovering above the paper, without immediately putting pen to paper.
Rather than saying he started writing, it's more accurate to say who he was writing to.
In the past two weeks, have I liked or had feelings for anyone?
Fragments of his time with everyone flashed through Chen Yuan's mind: Zhang Jianjian, Xu Zhiyi, Su Qingyuan, Meng Shuran, Lin Wanxing...
Wow, they like them all!
He was originally planning to make money. If he could win them over, he would make a fortune; if he couldn't, he wouldn't lose anything. They were all so outstanding; any man would like them!
"Snapped!"
The next moment, a folded note landed in front of him.
Chen Yuan froze, a bad premonition creeping over him!
He completely forgot there was a director who liked to create drama...
Chen Yuan looked around, then picked up the note and opened it. After reading its contents, he felt despair.
"A prize of 18? Wow!!"
"There's still a chance to salvage it," Chen Yuan muttered to himself. Money talks, and he planned to find some time after the show ended to help the director put a sack over his head.
Soon, amidst whispering, Chen Yuan lowered his head, the tip of his pen fell, and neat handwriting spread across the paper.
Confess your feelings! If you want him to confess, then of course you should ask his old partner. I believe his old partner won't ask for his real name.
Meanwhile, the others were also deep in thought.
Is it casual conversation, a moment of reflection, or perhaps a confession?
Lin Wanxing sat by the window, resting her elbows on the windowsill and thinking for a long time.
As time ticked by, she let out a heavy sigh, then began to write, her expression serious.
Jiang Yichen sat not far from Lin Wanxing, his gaze unconsciously drifting towards her.
He wrote slowly, carefully considering his words from time to time.
Su Qingyuan and Zhang Jianjian stood close together, occasionally stealing glances at each other, each wanting to peek secretly.
At this moment, all was quiet, except for the scratching sound of the pen tip gliding across the paper.
The sea breeze blew in through the glass, ruffling everyone's hair, and the camera captured the expressions of each guest.
Soon, the clock on the wall pointed to ten o'clock.
The butler announced, "Time's up, everyone stop writing."
Upon hearing this, everyone put down their pens, folded the postcards in half, and carefully put them away.
The housekeeper confirmed with everyone and then said, "Now, male guests, please go to the thirteenth floor to deliver your packages. After you've delivered them, please go back to your rooms to rest. Once all the male guests have returned to their rooms, the female guests can then go and deliver their packages."
Upon hearing this, Chen Yuan got up and walked towards the elevator with Jiang Yichen, Lu Zeyan, and the others.
As the elevator descended, no one spoke, and the atmosphere became somewhat awkward.
Upon arriving at the thirteenth floor, the group headed towards their respective target rooms. The corridor was dimly lit, and they appeared somewhat hurried in the footage.
Especially when both of them were about to deliver something to the same female guest, all that remained in their eyes was awkwardness.
The process wasn't long, but it felt like an eternity. After delivering the package, Chen Yuan glanced at the others and then returned to his room.
Shortly after, the female guests also took the elevator to the thirteenth floor and quietly completed their deliveries.
The whole process was orderly and there was no unnecessary communication. There were only light footsteps in the corridor, but the male guests inside the room could not hear the footsteps outside the door.
Chen Yuan returned to his room, washed up, and lay down on the bed.
The lights of the sea city outside the window were still bright, and the sea breeze gently pattered against the ship's hull, making a rhythmic sound.
Half an hour later, everyone in the room received an announcement from the captain that the Starship was about to set sail.
So, not long after, the horn of the Starship sounded that day, and their voyage officially began.
Chen Yuan lay on the bed, not feeling the ship moving, but as time passed, the view from the balcony changed, and the night view of the sea city gradually disappeared.
In a daze, Chen Yuan fell asleep.
As night deepened and the moon rose over the sea, the hundreds-of-meters-long Tianxing (Heavenly Star) sailed out of the harbor and into the darkness. It was scheduled to arrive in the island nation of Kagoshima around Friday evening.