Chapter 223 Bad News



Chapter 223 Bad News

"Where is my sister?" Song Zhiwei muttered.

[The top star can't leave his sister for even a moment.]

Cheng Yuhan noticed that Song Zhiyuan was in the direction of the studio. The three of them rushed to the studio and saw Song Zhiyuan controlling the drone, hovering in front of the windows on every floor of the small building.

The images captured by the drone are directly transmitted to the LCD screen nearby.

The drone can see the specific conditions on each floor of the guesthouse through the window.

When Zhang Rong and Zhou Qingli's team saw this, they immediately came over.

Seeing this scene, Ma Tao held his forehead helplessly.

Ma Tao took every precaution, but he couldn't prevent Sister Song from using a drone.

Ma Tao's speechless expression could be felt even through the screen. He had originally intended to trick a few groups of guests, but he didn't expect Sister Song to cheat.

[The only one who can subdue Ma Tao is Sister Song.]

According to the images transmitted back, it can be seen that the third floor of the guesthouse was almost used as a warehouse for storing materials.

The rooms on the second floor are mainly used for living. There is also a large open-air balcony at the back, which is full of flowers and overlooks the farm in the distance. As for the first floor, there are two rooms for rest, as well as a large living room and kitchen.

After using the drone to take in the entire guesthouse, Cheng Yuhan immediately shouted, "Choose the second floor."

Their group is not like Duoduo's group. They can live together. The rooms on the first floor are not enough. The second floor not only has a good environment and many rooms, but each of them can have an independent bedroom.

Although the third floor is not small, there are piles of things in every room, which need to be cleaned out if you want to live there.

Ma Tao clearly had a look of despair on his face.

Shen Jingmo's group chose the second floor, while Zhang Rong's group members chose the first floor because they didn't want to clean.

The last group was left with no choice but to use the warehouse filled with junk.

After each group of guests had chosen their rooms, Ma Tao immediately said, "I have good news and bad news. Which one do you want to hear first?"

[The good news Ma Tao said might not necessarily be good news, but the bad news must be bad news.]

[The bad news is that the guests won't have to cook for themselves again.]

[This isn't bad news, as they started the recording session without food.]

Zhou Qingli said nonchalantly, "Is there any news worse than us living in a storage warehouse?"

The other guests were relatively calm.

Song Zhiwei sat on a rattan chair, crossed his legs, and rocked the chair back and forth as his body swayed. "Let me hear the bad news first."

The other guests agreed with Song Zhiwei's suggestion.

"The bad news is that the production team has not prepared any meals for everyone in the next few days."

The moment Ma Tao finished speaking, Cheng Yuhan stood up nervously and said, "Director, we are not gods who only work and don't eat."

"If I had known, I would have stuffed more compressed biscuits in the suitcase when I came here." Cheng Yuhan spoke with a lack of confidence.

Song Zhiwei said calmly, "Why are you so anxious? He still has good news to share."

Seeing that he hadn't fooled anyone, Ma Tao continued, "The good news is that you can help the villagers raise animals in exchange for dinner tonight, but for the next few days, you'll be responsible for helping the villagers take care of the animals."

As soon as Ma Tao finished speaking, he heard the sounds of geese and pigs coming from outside the yard.

By the time everyone reacted, the villagers had already driven their animals into the yard, including two half-grown piglets, ten large white geese, and eight rabbits locked in cages.

The small animals occupied nearly half of the yard.

Following behind them were their owners, each carrying food they had prepared for several groups of keepers.

The big goose following its owner suddenly launched an attack, flapping its wings, stretching its neck, and running towards Zhou Qingli.

Zhou Qingli was so frightened that he dodged to the side. Unexpectedly, the goose ran towards Zhou Qingli precisely. Zhou Qingli hurriedly ran around the table, "What's going on? Why is this goose chasing me?"

"Maybe the big goose likes you more." Cheng Yuhan smiled as he watched Zhou Qingli running around the yard being chased by the goose.

Zhou Qingli was trapped in a corner by the goose. The goose then stretched out its neck and bit Zhou Qingli. Zhou Qingli pulled the goose's neck back and said, "Hurry up and help get this damn goose away."

[With so many people around, why did the goose only attack Zhou Qingli?]

[It's simple. The big geese all dislike Zhou Qingli.]

【Don't make it so obvious.】

Finally, the goose's owner stepped in, grabbed the goose's neck and dragged it back.

Zhou Qingli was frightened by the big goose and patted his chest. He didn't dare to get close to the big goose, so he went around and sat down at the position that was the farthest away from the big goose in a straight line.

Cheng Yuhan couldn't help but teased, "Sister Qingli, did you come to the wrong place? Your group is over there."

Cheng Yuhan also pointed to the location closest to the little animals.

Zhou Qingli gave him a cold look and Cheng Yuhan shut up instantly.

"The villagers of Baisi Village have prepared three kinds of animals for everyone: pigs, rabbits, and geese. The food behind each animal is different. Next, we will determine the ranking of each group based on the chicken and rabbit in the same cage."

"Director, can we change to some physical games? Isn't this kind of game that requires brains making things difficult for us?" Cheng Yuhan complained with an embarrassed look on his face.

[Hold your head, this is an elementary school question.]

[Instantly reveals his nine-leaky fish physique. 】

Zhang Rong retorted, "What are you worried about? At least you still have Yuanyuan in your group. Ours is the one that's transitioning from a senior group to a junior group."

After hearing Zhang Rong's words, Cheng Yuhan couldn't help but laugh, "I forgot that Sister Song and I are in the same group. Sister Song, this kind of question shouldn't be a difficult problem for you."

Song Zhiyuan joked, "Maybe I'll be promoted to junior high school too."

Cheng Yuhan breathed a sigh of relief. "That's better than us. My biggest headache at school was math problems. Ever since I stopped going to school, the only problems I can figure out are addition, subtraction, multiplication and division within 100."

[This newbie is expressing my true feelings. Since graduation, I've only learned math within 100, with addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division. Anything beyond 100 is considered disrespectful to 100.]

Lin Yuan couldn't even figure out addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division within a hundred, so he probably couldn't figure out even slightly more complicated math problems like this.

The program staff distributed answer boards to the three groups of members.

"There are 25 chickens and rabbits in a cage. They have 90 legs. How many chickens and rabbits are there in the cage?"

Everyone gathered in groups to make the calculations.

Song Zhiyuan picked up the answer sheet and began writing a formula to solve the problem. "Assuming they were all chickens, twenty-five times two equals fifty, and the total difference is ninety divided by fifty, which equals forty."

Chen Jingmo leaned over to Song Zhiyuan to help solve the problem, "Then the difference in each part is four minus two."

Song Zhiwei put his hands in his pockets and interrupted, "Rabbit is forty divided by two, and chicken is twenty-five divided by twenty."

Everyone was participating, except Cheng Yuhan, who was standing by and couldn't say a word.

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