A Heart-Fluttering Test? The Villain's Terminal Embarrassment!

At eight o'clock in the evening, the night breeze on the island finally dispelled the heat of the day.

In the spacious and bright living room of the Heartbeat House, all the guests had finished washing up and changed into comfortable casual clothes, and were sitting in a semi-circle around the large leather sofa.

After the magical beach volleyball match during the day, everyone's expressions now showed a mix of preoccupations.

Zhou Yuxuan, in particular, took a shower for almost two hours, trying to wash away the sand and humiliation on his body.

At this moment, he changed into a well-tailored, six-figure dark black casual suit, and his hair was sprayed with a thick layer of styling gel, with the direction of every single strand carefully calculated.

He is trying his best to regain his dignity as a top male idol.

On the single sofa diagonally opposite him, Lin Mo still maintained the same unchanging demeanor of a retired old cadre.

He was wearing a soft, white cotton T-shirt and loose gray shorts.

Holding the dented stainless steel thermos in his hands, he stared blankly at the chandelier on the ceiling, not even sparing anyone else present.

Just then, several staff members wearing white gloves carefully carried two sophisticated, technologically advanced instruments into the living room.

Both machines are pure white, covered with complex buttons and flashing electronic screens, and connected to several metal wires with suction cups.

This is not an ordinary plastic prop used in variety shows, but a medical-grade electrocardiogram monitor actually used in the ICU wards of top-tier hospitals!

The cold, rigorous feel of scientific instruments creates a stark contrast with the romantic, bubbly atmosphere of this reality show.

Attention, distinguished guests!

Director Wang, carrying his signature megaphone, walked out from behind the camera with a sly, fox-like smile on his face.

"They say dating is an art, and you can never guess what a woman is thinking. But today, we're going to use the most rigorous science to tear away all the pretenses!"

Director Wang patted the expensive instrument next to him and loudly announced the special rules for tonight.

"This machine can monitor the most subtle changes in human physiological indicators in real time with high precision."

"The next segment is called 'Heartbeat Executioner.' We will invite the female guests to wear monitoring patches."

"The male guests, on the other hand, have a full minute to use any reasonable and compliant language, eye contact, or actions to flirt with the female guests opposite them."

Director Wang paused deliberately, his gaze sweeping over the men present, and emphasized his tone.

"If you can get the female guest's heart rate above 120 within 60 seconds, you've succeeded in the challenge! The winner will gain the highest-level dating option tomorrow!"

These words instantly ignited the atmosphere in the living room.

Lin Chacha excitedly covered her mouth, her eyes constantly glancing at Zhou Yuxuan, clearly eager to be flirted with.

The live chat also reached its first peak of the night.

Holy crap! Is the production team going all out? Using hardcore equipment like a lie detector?!

[When people lie, their words can deceive them, but their heart rate and blood pressure never lie! This trick is ruthless!]

[Scientific debunking is the most devastating! This isn't a love test, it's a revealing glimpse into the true nature of a player!]

After hearing the rules, Zhou Yuxuan's previously gloomy eyes suddenly lit up.

He lost to Lin Mo physically during the day because he was careless and didn't expect that kid to be a trained fighter.

But when it comes to flirting, being affectionate, and creating an ambiguous atmosphere, how could this top male lead who has starred in countless S-class idol dramas possibly lose?!

This was practically tailor-made for him to make a comeback and be re-deified!

"Director Wang, since it's a challenge, let's start with the most difficult one."

Zhou Yuxuan didn't give anyone else a chance to react and stood up from the sofa.

He put one hand in his suit trouser pocket, striking what he considered a perfect profile, his gaze passing straight across the coffee table and locking onto Jiang Ruoyun.

"I choose Ruoyun."

A confident smile curved at the corners of Zhou Yuxuan's lips.

In his view, although Jiang Ruoyun was close to Lin Mo during the day, it was just that she was a rich heiress who wanted something new and wanted to experience the fun of poverty alleviation.

Women may say no, but their bodies are the most honest indicator of their actions.

As long as he uses his signature deep gaze and adds a few highly effective lines, he can definitely make this ice queen's heart race instantly!

Upon hearing her name, Jiang Ruoyun's exquisite face remained completely expressionless.

She didn't even glance at Zhou Yuxuan, but subconsciously turned her head and looked at Lin Mo sitting in the corner.

Lin Mo was slowly unscrewing the thermos and blowing on the plump goji berries floating on the surface of the water.

Noticing the young lady's gaze, he raised an eyebrow dismissively and silently mouthed two words: "Overtime."

The meaning was clear: hurry up and cooperate with the production team to go through the motions, finish the test as soon as possible, and everyone can go back to their rooms to sleep.

Jiang Ruoyun understood his meaning, and her initial displeasure was inexplicably soothed.

Like an extremely obedient child, she stood up obediently and sat down on the high stool in the center of the living room.

The accompanying medical professionals immediately stepped forward and carefully placed several cool sensor patches on Jiang Ruoyun's fair wrists and below her collarbone.

"drop--"

With a crisp electronic beep, the instrument screen lit up instantly.

A smooth, regular green wavy line slowly moves across the black screen.

In the upper right corner of the screen, a red number jumped twice before finally settling steadily at a single value.

72 BPM.

This is the normal baseline heart rate for a healthy adult in a completely calm state.

It was so calm that it was like a stagnant pool of water without a ripple.

"Start the timer!" Director Wang pressed the stopwatch.

The lights in the room dimmed instantly, leaving only a warm, ambiguous yellow spotlight shining on the two people in the center of the living room.

Zhou Yuxuan took a deep breath and quickly adjusted his facial muscles.

He strode forward, his long legs clicking rhythmically on the floor, one step, two steps, slowly but firmly walking towards Jiang Ruoyun.

His eyes held three parts mockery, three parts indifference, and four parts nonchalance, perfectly replicating the classic pie chart of a domineering CEO.

Zhou Yuxuan did not stop when he reached the bar stool.

He suddenly leaned down and placed one hand on the back of the chair behind Jiang Ruoyun, forming a very imposing "mid-air wall slam" posture.

The distance between the two was instantly reduced to less than half a meter.

The fans in the live stream immediately erupted in a barrage of piercing screams.

[Ahhh! That look is killer! My brother is so good at it!]

[At such close range, who could withstand it! If it were me, my heart would have raced and I'd be in the emergency room by now!]

[Young lady, stay calm! Don't let this vixen be bewitched you!]

Zhou Yuxuan was very satisfied with the sense of oppression he felt.

He deliberately lowered his voice, using a deep, slightly bubbly tone that he had practiced in the recording studio, and slowly began to speak.

"Ruoyun, do you know...?"

Zhou Yuxuan's gaze lingered tenderly on Jiang Ruoyun's features.

"The moonlight on the island is beautiful tonight, but unfortunately, all of it combined is not as bright as your eyes."

This extremely old-fashioned, cheesy pick-up line, so corny it could be used to stir-fry a dish, was uttered.

The director filming behind the monitor couldn't help but shiver, feeling goosebumps all over his arms.

However, Zhou Yuxuan remained immersed in his heartfelt performance.

He confidently glanced at the heart rate monitor next to him out of the corner of his eye.

In his envisioned scenario, the number representing the heartbeat on the machine's screen should be skyrocketing, breaking the hundred mark right now!

but.

The moment his gaze fell on the screen, he froze completely.

"Drip... drip... drip..."

The machine's sound remained at a steady, unhurried pace.

The bright red number in the upper right corner of the screen did not soar as he had expected.

Instead, it dropped steadily by one point, much like a stock market crash.

71 BPM!

Zhou Yuxuan's pupils suddenly contracted, and his mind went blank for a moment.

Impossible! Absolutely impossible!

This is his foolproof, foolproof technique; how could it not react?!

"Maybe the distance wasn't close enough, and the stimulation wasn't strong enough," Zhou Yuxuan tried desperately to justify to himself.

Undeterred, he leaned forward again, almost spraying his breath onto the other person's cheek.

"Ruoyun, from the first moment I saw you, I felt like we'd met somewhere before..."

As he deliberately approached, an extremely strong scent, a mixture of hairspray and haute couture men's cologne, swept over Jiang Ruoyun without any resistance.

At this moment, scientific instruments revealed their cold and ruthless side.

The green wavy lines on the screen did not become more rapid as the distance decreased.

Instead, it was as if it had been hypnotized, becoming more gentle and longer.

The numbers in the upper right corner were under the watchful eyes of 80 million viewers across the entire internet.

Without any mercy or utter mockery, the number of words jumped down two more times!

68 BPM!

Looking at this heart rate, which is even lower than that of a normal conscious state.

The entire live stream fell into a deathly silence for three seconds.

Then, the barrage of comments exploded like a burst dam!

[Hahaha! Help! I can't take it anymore, my stomach is cramping from laughing!]

[As long as I'm not embarrassed, the one who's embarrassed is the top star! This scientific slap in the face is more painful than killing him!]

[My heart is racing! My heart rate is dropping so low I'm almost falling asleep!]

[Miss Jiang's body language is too honest! This shows that Zhou Yuxuan's cheesy lines had a perfect calming and hypnotic effect on her!]

[A medical miracle! We strongly recommend that hospitals bring in Zhou Yuxuan, who specializes in reading sweet nothings to insomnia patients; it's definitely more effective than sleeping pills!]

Just as Zhou Yuxuan, with a stiff smile, was trying to continue to forcefully display his domineering CEO charm,

Jiang Ruoyun, sitting on a high stool, finally couldn't take it anymore.

This usually aloof and dignified young lady made no attempt to hide the look of disdain on her face.

She suddenly leaned back, almost shrinking into a ball, and distanced herself from Zhou Yuxuan as if she were a snake.

"Teacher Zhou, could you please stand a little further back?"

Jiang Ruoyun stretched out her fair fingers and pinched her nose with extreme disgust, her brows furrowing tightly.

"The smell of your perfume mixed with hairspray is really pungent."

Her beautiful peach blossom eyes were filled with genuine distress and a hint of displeasure at being disturbed from her peaceful slumber.

"The smell is making me dizzy and nauseous, and my heart is beating a beat slower. If you come any closer, I might really fall asleep."

This was a completely unexpected physical attack, delivered without even a hint of profanity.

Like a resounding slap, it struck Zhou Yuxuan's face hard, from every angle.

In that instant, Zhou Yuxuan felt as if his soul had been drained away.

He remained in that wall-slamming pose, one hand supporting himself on the back of the chair, frozen in place like a cheap plaster statue.

The color of his face changed from pale to bright red at a visible speed, and finally turned into an extremely ugly purplish-red.

It resembles a piece of dried pig liver.

"Beep—Time's up!"

Director Wang timed it perfectly, ruthlessly pressing the stopwatch to end this horrific clown performance.

"Unfortunately, Zhou Yuxuan's challenge failed. Jiang Ruoyun's final heart rate not only failed to break 120, but also set a new record for the lowest heart rate in this program, at 68."

The living room was eerily quiet.

Zhao Kuo stood to the side, wanting to laugh but not daring to, his shoulders twitching from holding it in.

Lin Chacha lowered her head awkwardly, not daring to look at Zhou Yuxuan's distorted face.

An extreme sense of humiliation gnawed at Zhou Yuxuan's remaining sanity like a venomous snake.

He can accept losing, but he absolutely cannot accept losing like a laughingstock!

Especially when his peripheral vision swept into the corner.

The man in the baggy shorts was holding a thermos and watching the show with great interest.

The string in Zhou Yuxuan's heart snapped completely.

He suddenly turned his head, his eyes bloodshot, staring intently at Lin Mo, who was drinking water, like a mad beast.

The vicious finger jabbed directly at Lin Mo.

"I don't believe this broken machine isn't malfunctioning! How could someone's heart rate drop when they're being provoked?!"

Zhou Yuxuan roared in a fit of rage, his voice becoming sharp and shrill due to extreme anger.

"Let Lin Mo try! If he can get Ruoyun's heart rate above 70..."

Zhou Yuxuan gritted his teeth and uttered the most deadly oath of the night.

"I'll eat this machine right here and now!"