CHAPTER 82: CHAPTER 82: LUXURIOUS PEONY ULTRAMAN

After the class reshuffle, today’s recording ended.

The next day was the theme song adaptation, and this time the filming location was quite interesting, on the lawn at the base.

The weather was nice, and the refreshing breeze put everyone in a good mood.

Everyone sat around like they were playing a game, like grandpas and grandmas soaking up the sun in winter.

"We’ve cleared the place for you, it seems this adaptation is going to be spectacular?" Yu Kuang asked.

Everyone was laughing so hard they could hardly sit straight, but no one said a word.

Yu Xia’s interest was piqued, she asked, "There are four adaptation types, which one is going first?"

Many people shouted loudly, "Square dance group!"

"Let the square dance go first!"

"The square dance group’s costumes could kill us with laughter!"

Shu Ran: "Then the square dance group should go prepare first."

A group of over thirty people stood up with a clatter.

Yu Xia looked around, "Wow, that’s a lot of people?"

Wei Yaoyao was the happiest, running at the front, bursting into laughter before even performing.

Xie Qingci and Song Xi walked in the middle; compared to others who were chattering and full of energy, the two of them looked a bit more serious.

Their steps seemed heavy, appearing somewhat unwilling to participate in this performance.

Yu Xia was even more eager now, impatient to see Xie Qingci dance the square dance, curious how he would move.

Dare she imagine him strutting out in a large floral jacket, sashaying like a model? She couldn’t imagine it, nor visualize Xie Qingci in such a state.

She was eagerly watching the exit from the dressing area, and as soon as the curtain lifted, a crowd rushed out.

Yu Xia’s eyes hurt, experiencing a sign of imminent blindness.

She quickly turned her head, resting it on her knees, unwilling to lift it again.

"Oh help, don’t ruin my childhood! Hurry back inside!"

Beside her, He Mingjie spewed water with a "puff," coughing thunderously, while Yu Kuang laughed uproariously, dropping the microphone.

"Hahahahahaha, you guys are something else!"

What kind of group were they?

It’s said that at midnight, a bunch of lunatics would come out to summon their kind.

In the rain, they’d kneel pleading for a UFO’s response, pounding their chests uttering incomprehensible languages.

The rain was heavy, heavier than the day Yiping went to the Lu family to borrow money, extinguishing any last possibility of their surviving on Earth.

Ultraman wearing floral leather pants really shouldn’t exist in this world!

The number of comments on the screen skyrocketed.

[What the hell did I just see? Diga, is it you Diga? Are you poisoned?!]

[This kind of Ultraman can’t fight monsters, I’d knock it down with one punch]

[LMAO Hahahahahaha, echoing from outer space.jpg]

[I crown this the best fashion outfit of the year]

[Even with a thousand-degree glasses I can’t block this physical attack, I declare you win, leave quickly]

[Help me, help me, offering a fortune for a pair of eyes untouched by these Ultramen]

[I can’t take it anymore, laughed until I have no strength, hahahahahaha!]

[Did someone give my ancestral peony bedsheet to Ultraman for a costume? International exchanges are going well]

[This is an exchange between the human world and the underworld, folks]

[Hahahahahahahahaha, laughed until my dog resonated]

[...]

Yu Xia’s gaze was dazed, like a ghost who hadn’t slept for days, watching them standing in the middle of the lawn.

"...Are these really the leather pants and Ultraman we should have in this world? How did the production team come up with these costumes?!"

Wei Yaoyao wore a green Ultraman costume with red flowers, the leather pants made his butt look perky and firm, he was a gem in the Ultraman world, except there was a rugged vibe when he spoke.

"These are custom-made by the production team for us, don’t they look good?"

"...How can you want me to say they look good with a straight face?"

"Hahahahahahaha, too eye-popping!"

"Can’t handle it! Every time I look, I laugh again!"

"It’s thunderous laughter, folks!"

The others couldn’t hold back, tears of laughter streaming down their faces.

As if looking at cut onions, Yu Xia glanced at everyone, almost in tears.

Seeing Xie Qingci and Song Xi hidden in the middle, she clapped her hands and pointed at them: "What are those two doing in the middle? What are you hiding from? Your performance is at the level of not living on Earth anymore, hiding is useless."

Soon others pushed the two of them to the front.

Compared to the eye-popping leather-pants Ultramen, the two were among the few monsters.

Except...perhaps to save material, the monsters only had upper bodies and no legs, their legs protruded from holes, rolling up the pant legs looked like they weren’t wearing pants at all.

Someone teasingly went to yank their pants.

Xie Qingci’s expression was one of unyielding defiance, he kept retreating, the monster tail sweeping against the opulent large-peony Ultraman behind him, almost knocking himself over.

The performance hadn’t even started, the scene was already slightly out of control, the booming sound of thigh-slapping laughter was dizzying.

The show’s staff couldn’t hold back their laughter either, the camera shook wildly.

Finally managing to regain control, Shu Ran let them start the performance.

Most reckless, Wei Yaoyao stood at the front as the lead dancer, snapping his fingers, calling to the music operator: "Daya! Music!"

Yu Xia followed his gaze.

The pink floral Ultraman in deck shoes had impressively sculpted chest muscles.

Is this Daya? This should be Dazhuang!

...This is terrifying, terrifying, she wanted to leave this purgatory.

"Bold to ask," she said trembling, "Wei Yaoyao, what’s your flowery nickname?"

Wei Yaoyao pressed a button on his headgear, the Ultraman’s head started to emit dazzling lights, like at a club.

"Our codenames are based on our outfits."

"So?"

"I’m called Flower and Willow Colors."

She then pointed at Ning Yunchao, "What about him?"

"Obviously, Spectrum Colors."

"What about Xie Qingci?"

"They, the monster duo, have special names, just made-up names."

Pausing here, he laughed answering to Xie Qingci’s distraught head-turn: "So, he’s called Little Sweet."

Yu Xia: "...Pfft."

She didn’t hold back her shock at the name, laughing uncontrollably, making Xie Qingci’s ears and neck turn red.

Amidst the raucous laughter, their performance finally began, the adapted theme song’s intro extended, with the indispensable element of square dance music—DJ added.

Following along, they moved left cha-cha, right cha-cha, swaying hips forward and back, the moves were simple but catchy.

And also quite eye-popping.

Never did Yu Xia think, that one day she’d be watching such bizarre Ultramen doing square dance on a lawn.

These maniacs even wanted to drag her in to dance!

Mid-jump, Wei Yaoyao came over to pull her in, but as his hands were about to touch her, she shrieked, dodging away.

"Don’t pull me! Don’t pull me! Even mutated, the Ultramen I knew shouldn’t be like this!"

Wei Yaoyao: "It’s called Flower and Willow Colors! I haven’t mutated!"

"You’re not mutated, you’re twisted!"