In order to avoid the two people over there, Yan Mofei deliberately ate slower. Only when there was no more sound over there did he finally feel at ease to continue eating.

Yang Xiaoli burped and happily took off the paper ball.

"Boss, the food here is really good. Can we come back next time?"

Yan Mofei nodded. He had just paid the bill and was about to leave when he was suddenly bumped into by someone from behind, and then he felt his clothes being pulled.

When he turned around, he saw Lu Zeyang pulling at his clothes, lying on his back with drunken eyes, looking very comfortable, and even smacking his lips.

A strong smell of alcohol gushed out of the other person's mouth. Yan Mofei frowned in disgust and covered his mouth and nose with his hands.

Yang Xiaoli was also caught off guard by this and it took him two seconds to react.

"What the hell, you dare to lie on my boss's back!"

I've never even crawled on my knees, you're so brave. She reached out and tore the man off, only then did she see the face clearly.

"This, he is not!"

"Shh." A hissing sound came over. Yang Xiaoli looked over and saw a person next to him paying the bill and then supporting Lu Zeyang.

"Don't tell anyone, little sister. His identity cannot be revealed outside."

Yang Xiaoli's eyes widened even more when he heard the voice. He looked at Yan Mofei, then at the man who was talking to him.

Only after the man half-carried Lu Zeyang away did Yang Xiaoli speak up: "Boss, that person's voice just now sounded similar to yours. I thought it was you who made the noise."

"After taking a closer look, that person's face looks a bit like yours. Could he be your relative?"

The man's mouth and nose were indeed somewhat similar to Yan Mofei's, but Yan Mofei's were deeper and more three-dimensional, while the other's were rounder.

The man had a round body, but his eyes were long and sharp, and coupled with his sword-like eyebrows, he looked quite aggressive.

When two men were together, Yang Xiaoli would have no doubt that the man above was the one.

Yan Mofei reached out and patted her forehead: "This person's nose and mouth are artificial, but the eyes are original."

"Ah? So it's a plastic surgery." It's not only a low-profile version, it's also a counterfeit.

Yang Xiaoli lost interest instantly. She took out her cell phone and secretly took a few photos of Yan Mofei.

[My boss is still the most handsome and good-looking. ]

Seeing Yan Mofei looking at her, she immediately put away her phone and laughed as if nothing had happened.

Because this variety show is filmed every other day and the accommodation arranged is good, Yan Mofei did not look for other accommodations, but took the two of them to stay in the hotel arranged by the program crew.

But I didn't expect that as soon as I returned to the hotel, I met someone I didn't want to meet.

The man half-carried Lu Zeyang out. Although Lu Zeyang looked thin, he also had some weight, so he didn't just give him a princess hug.

When passing by Yan Mofei, Lu Zeyang suddenly raised his head and gave Yan Mofei a shy smile.

Yan Mofei instantly felt a chill run down his spine. This time, his smile was undisguised, truly shy. Add to that the alcohol still lingering on his face, and the blush was even more noticeable.

Because of this smile, the man instantly looked towards Yan Mofei with an unhappy expression.

After glaring at Yan Mofei, he carried Lu Zeyang into the elevator.

Yan Mofei was affected for no reason and was glared at. How could he tolerate this?

He immediately took out his cell phone and took a picture of the two of them.

Then he took a look at the floor and found that he was only one floor away from him.

He is upstairs and the other person is downstairs.

Just then, the elevator on the other side arrived. Yan Mofei took Yang Xiaoli in quickly, but instead of pressing the button for their own floor, they pressed the button for the next floor.

Yang Xiaoli was still thinking about what happened to the two people just now, while Lao Song was watching the situation closely. He has never been a nosy person and just focused on doing his own thing.

The elevator door opened and Yang Xiaoli was about to walk out, but was stopped by Yan Mofei.

"I pressed the wrong floor. You and Lao Song go back to the room and help me get some hot water. I have some things to buy."

Yang Xiaoli nodded obediently and watched the elevator close in front of her.

Yan Mofei turned quickly and saw the man holding Lu Zeyang. Lu Zeyang had the room card in his hand, but he couldn't find the door.

Yan Mofei silently took out his cell phone, hid in the corner, and took a few pictures over there.

The man probably couldn't wait any longer, so he grabbed Lu Zeyang's hand and swiped it towards the door.

Not only could he not wait with his hands, he couldn't wait with his mouth either, and he moved closer to Lu Zeyang.

Yan Mofei's eyes widened, his phone activated continuous shooting mode, and he covered his eyes. He didn't remove his hand until he heard the door close.

"I see. But why is he smiling at me? Is it because I look a bit like him, or because of my voice?"

He got goosebumps again, then quickly pressed the elevator button and went upstairs.

Anyway, don't provoke him, or he will explode.

That evening, a special staff member delivered the script.

"Me, playing a sheep?"

Yan Mofei took a look at the script. The general meaning was that they were a group of sheep, and a wolf sneaked in among the sheep. The wolf killed a sheep, and everyone needed to find the wolf hiding in the flock.

In the middle, they also set up roles for everyone and made up a story. It was very long and looked quite impressive. Yan Mofei glanced at it and roughly memorized it.

Then I saw the end: You are the wolf hiding among the flock of sheep, please hide until the end and don’t be discovered.

This is obviously the work of the director. The screenwriter certainly did not target him in this way. Only Director Wang, who firmly believes that he is a genius in reasoning, would deliberately give him this title.

Yan Mofei sighed. He had offended someone. If he hadn't killed all but one of them in the last round, wouldn't he have been dead if the other party had voted?

Then he smiled at the mirror, revealing a very gentle smile.

Then he turned around and asked Yang Xiaoli, who was helping him prepare milk, "Do I look like a sheep to you?"

Yang Xiaoli also answered truthfully: "Boss, you don't look like a sheep at all, you look more like a handsome wolf."

Yan Mofei sighed. Very good. Fortunately, his assistant did not participate in this variety show, otherwise he would have seen through it in a second.

The next day, everyone wore sheepskin and had two horns on their heads.

It was still the same makeup artist from yesterday. She tried her best to make Yan Mofei look like a sheep.

This time, Lu Zeyang arrived late. When he walked, his feet were staggering and it looked like his buttocks were seriously injured.

Even his face turned a little pale.

When he saw everyone, he still tried hard to put on a smile and said, "Good morning, everyone."

The voice is also a little hoarse.