Chapter 259 Three People Can’t Make Up One Brain

[The actor even thought of such details. I am even more certain that the actor has definitely discovered the identity of Sister Song's murderer, and the actor deliberately did not expose it. This is so sweet.]

[As expected of a tyrant emperor, Movie King, you can pamper Sister Song as much as you want.]

"Since the members failed to vote, the remaining tickets will be invalidated." Ma Tao took out a pair of scissors and pretended to destroy the tickets.

Cheng Yuhan quickly stopped Ma Tao's action, "Director, it would be a shame to scrap it like this."

Cheng Yuhan took the opportunity to snatch the scissors from Ma Tao's hand.

"Director, we can buy it with money." Song Zhiwei put his hands in his pockets and looked at the director expectantly. He absolutely would not let his sister go on a cruise alone.

Ma Tao had a backup plan.

Ma Tao then said, "If you want to join the cruise, it's not completely impossible."

Hearing the light coming out of the dark, Lin Yu'an's eyes sparkled as he asked, "What do you mean?"

Zhou Qingli leaned back in his chair and snorted coldly, "It's just a cruise. We don't really want to go."

Lin Yu'an quickly retorted, "Sister Qingli doesn't want to go, but we still want to go. Sister Qingli, don't lump everyone in the same boat."

"Director, just tell me directly how to get the tickets." Song Zhiwei had known Ma Tao's thoughts for a long time, otherwise Ma Tao would not have bought so many tickets. Even if he could predict that the detective would win, he only needed to buy nine tickets.

With Ma Tao's stingy personality, he would never waste so much money.

Now that Song Zhiwei had exposed him, Ma Tao no longer tried to hide his intentions and announced, "Everyone, as long as you can harvest 100 kilograms of cotton tomorrow, you will receive tickets for a two-day cruise."

“Due to our limited funds, the production team was limited in purchasing luxury boat tickets.

The program team bought a total of four luxury accommodation tickets, two of which were given to our winners. Now there are two luxury tickets left, four king-size bed room tickets, and three ordinary private rooms on the first floor.

"The director always uses this excuse. Is there any other reason? My ears are getting calluses from hearing it so often." Lin Yu'an couldn't help but pick his ears.

Ma Tao has attracted so much investment, including Zhou Qingli, who brought in money. Ma Tao, I want to ask you, where is the money? Where did it all go?

How to get the show's guests to work hard without creating class distinctions.

"We work in the township all day, so how can we have that much money? Even if we have investment, it will all be used to pay your wages."

Lin Yu'an had just said something when Ma Tao started complaining. Lin Yu'an quickly interrupted, "Director, I want to know how to get a luxury boat ticket."

Ma Tao announced, "Aside from the 200 kilograms each of you needs to harvest, the top two members with the most cotton harvests will receive luxury tickets on our cruise ship. The next two second-class tickets will also be awarded based on the ranking of everyone's harvested cotton."

Ma Tao is indeed a dog.

As long as they want the luxury ticket, they will keep rolling until they win.

It rained for two days and two nights in a row, and then the sky gradually cleared up. After the recording, the guests had nothing to do and gathered together to chat and play games.

Bai Qing, Chen Zhe and Shen Jingmo went to the kitchen to prepare dinner, while Zhang Rong took the rest of the people to play hopscotch in the living room.

Song Zhiyuan sat on the edge of the sofa, holding her phone and replying to messages in the work group.

After the round ended, Zhou Qingli glanced at Song Zhiyuan and asked, "Professor Song, do you want to join us?"

"You guys have fun, I still have some work to do." Song Zhiyuan politely declined Zhou Qingli's invitation.

Zhou Qingli said sarcastically, "Professor Song, do you have work to do, or do you simply not want to play with us?"

Song Zhiyuan, who had already walked out of the living room, suddenly stopped after hearing this. "If you think it's that, then it's that, right?"

After saying this, Song Zhiyuan went straight upstairs to take care of his work.

Zhou Qingli turned around after being choked, but saw that no one paid any attention to her.

Zhou Qingli was just sitting there with nothing to do, so she assumed everyone was like her.

In the evening, everyone ate according to their groups. Zhou Qingli's entire group was playing games and no one was cooking, so they could only go to the store to buy some instant noodles. The other two groups had a relatively rich dinner, and the two groups even got together.

Zhou Qingli and the other two sat in a corner eating instant noodles. Seeing the others eating pork ribs and chicken wings, they were so greedy that their saliva started watering.

The production team must have put a lot of effort into bringing these three talented people together.

[Three people put together, none of them have a brain, but they have eight hundred ways to be lazy. No one wants to go into the kitchen. Now others can only envy them while they eat delicious food.]

After taking medicine for a whole day, Song Zhiyuan's mild cold has improved a lot.

"Illness comes like a mountain falling, and goes like a thread being pulled out. Yuanyuan, eat more good nourishing food." Chen Jingmo used a serving chopstick to pick up cola chicken wings and fried crispy pork and put them in Song Zhiyuan's bowl.

"Thank you, Jing Mo, you don't have to worry about me. You've been tired all night, so eat more."

"Yes, you should eat more. My sister doesn't need your care." Song Zhiwei said and put various dishes directly into the bowl in front of his sister.

Song Zhiyuan raised her chopsticks and hit Song Zhiwei's chopsticks, "Stop picking up food. Your sister is not a pig. She can't eat so much."

"Sister, you have just recovered from your illness and need to replenish your body. Eat as much as you can. I will help you finish the food you cannot finish." Song Zhiwei put all the dishes that Chen Jingmo had put into his sister's bowl into his own bowl.

[The top star had demolished the Yue Lao Temple in his previous life, so he couldn't retaliate by demolishing his sister's red thread as well.]

After dinner, Song Zhiyuan, who had not participated in cooking, took the initiative to help clean up the dishes. Just as she had stacked the dishes together, Song Zhiwei hurried over and said, "Sister, you are not fully recovered yet. Let me take care of these things. You should go back and rest."

"Are you sure you don't need it?" Song Zhiyuan asked suspiciously.

"Sure." Song Zhiwei had already picked up the dishes and walked towards the kitchen, where Shen Jingmo was washing dishes.

Song Zhiyuan didn't bother to be polite with her brother. After confirming that her help was not needed, Song Zhiyuan went straight back to her room to deal with the work accumulated yesterday.

The sun was particularly bright in the early morning after the rain. The soil was filled with a faint scent of grass under the sun. The geese raised in the yard were crying out of hunger.

The program staff played loud music in the yard, and the members were woken up one after another.

Ma Tao sat under the ginkgo tree, waiting for everyone to gather. When everyone arrived, Ma Tao announced, "Since our cotton harvest is in the next town, the journey is quite far, so we need to set off early."

The members boarded the program bus one after another.

The sky was blue and the sun was shining brightly. Everyone got up too early and several members began to doze off after getting in the car.

Ma Tao stood in the middle of the carriage, turned on the loudspeaker in his hand, and coughed lightly. "I'll take advantage of this free time to announce the rules of today's game."