Chapter 55
The MC came out to smooth things over at the right time, targeting the more popular Lu Yan: "Did Teacher Lu know Teacher Xiao before?"
"I'm sure everyone has watched our hit drama "Maple Grove Evening," Lu Yan put his arm around Xiao Ziyu's neck and leaned in front of the live camera, "Teacher Xiao is Wei Qiao's stand-in."
In front of the camera, Xiao Ziyu couldn't push the person away, so he smiled casually: "Please give us your support."
After the fans had finished commenting, the MC handed the microphone to the two people in the east room: "What did you think when you found out that the door was locked?"
Eric was the first to approach the microphone: "Pick the lock."
Lu Yan gave him a thumbs up: "Great minds think alike."
MC remained on the spot: "The director team reminded you that the clue is in the musical instrument hanging on the wall. Have you ever thought about looking for the clue?"
"We looked for it, but neither of us knows how to play traditional instruments," Lu Yan admitted generously, "It's better to break in faster than that."
Lu Yan is an artist who turned from an idol. His family runs an agency and he is always outspoken. He has been popular since his debut. With him around, there is no need to worry about being a hot topic.
Fans of Lu Yan all say that he entered the entertainment industry just to entertain himself.
"This is the reason why we came to this show," Eric brought the topic back. "As a Sino-Russian joint venture, I am happy to spend more time to learn about China's traditional culture."
MC said: "Since you didn't complete the task, you can't get the corresponding exchange voucher. The program team will be responsible for the last dinner tonight. After that, you need to find a way to solve it yourself."
Because the program team had informed everyone in advance, everyone was mentally prepared for the issue of controlling spending. After dinner, they left the base camp and arrived at their accommodation.
Compared with the brick and tile painted courtyard of the base camp, the accommodation seemed much simpler. The house was the most rudimentary mud house, with a fence around it to serve as a patio. The stove was covered with dust, and the big iron pot was barely recognizable from its original appearance.
MC introduced: "This house is 500 years old. Don't be fooled by its simple appearance. It was considered a mansion at that time."
There are two rooms for people to live in, east and west. The four people were divided into two groups according to their arrival arrangements and moved in separately.
Eric counted on his fingers and said, "This house is older than my wife, my grandmother and I!"
The old house has a low entrance and one needs to bend over to enter. When Xiao Ziyu stepped into the room, the smell of fermented earth hit him in the face. He felt familiar with it. This was the kind of house he and his fellow brothers lived in when they were practicing in the Pear Garden.
The narrow doors and small windows result in poor air circulation and the bedding is often damp. The disciples were crowded into a large bunk bed. Since he was young, his senior brothers were afraid that he would be crushed, so they let him sleep on the outermost side so that he wouldn't feel too stuffy.
There were no cameras in the room, so Wen Ci relaxed: "I didn't expect that people could live in this kind of house."
Xiao Ziyu thought of the high-rise buildings in modern society. Yuan Heng's apartment was even a fully smart home. When people entered the door, everything from the room temperature to the air was automatically adjusted to the most suitable state. It didn't seem strange that modern people who grew up in a steel city would be scared by old houses.
He skillfully opened the window for ventilation: "You can sleep on the bed near the door. It won't be too stuffy."
Wen Ci nodded and hummed, a little absent-mindedly.
There are no entertainment facilities in the village, and no televisions or computers in the houses. After dark, the surroundings are inky black. A low-wattage yellow light bulb is on in the yard, and small insects are flying nearby.
With nothing to do, everyone moved their small stools to the yard to enjoy the cool air. Lu Yan brought a guitar and played a northern folk song. Eric became interested and picked up a broken gourd to serve as a tambourine to accompany him.
Xiao Ziyu had never listened to modern music before, but he was a little fascinated by it and subconsciously kept the beat with his footsteps.
After the song was over, it was considered a warm-up, and Eric took the initiative to bring up the topic: "I actually have a Chinese name, you can call me Li Pushen."
Lu Yan stared: "What's so outrageous?"
Eric shrugged, and said helplessly: "My Chinese name is a bit difficult to pronounce."
"You are a man of wealth and poverty, and the fisherman's song goes deep into the harbor." Xiao Ziyu whispered, "Your parents probably hope that you will be broad-minded and not be burdened by the secular world."
Eric was surprised and said, "My mother is Russian and doesn't understand these things. My father asked a namer on the street to give me my name. It actually has this meaning?"
Xiao Ziyu thought to himself, he actually has to charge for a name that he just made up. Wouldn't it be possible for him to make some extra money by going out on the street to give people names?
We chatted until around nine o'clock, and then the program team delivered the tasks for the next day. Lu Yan and Eric are going to learn pottery from a master, while Xiao Ziyu and Wen Ci are responsible for selling the local traditional food chili cakes on the street to earn food money for everyone.
After the meeting ended, Xiao Ziyu returned to his room. His phone was out of battery. After charging it, he checked Weibo and found that his Weibo messages and number of fans had increased a lot.
Although the main film has not been aired yet, the production team of "Xunsu" has been warming up and adhering to the gimmick of authenticity without any random editing, and will broadcast live to the audience for several hours every day.
Today, the session where they solve problems in the room has been broadcast live to the public.
The official Weibo account released promotional photos, revealed the identities of the guests, divided the four people into the "brain group" and the "power group", and posted a group photo.
Among the four people, Xiao Ziyu has the lowest status, but I didn’t expect that the top few hot comments were all discussing him.
"Didn't xzy really read the script in advance? How could he have chosen all the strings correctly? This classical music major only knows the most basic ones."
"I don't think so. Even if I've read the script, it's impossible for him to introduce the materials and principles of each type of string. He must have a solid foundation."
"You can tell he's an expert just by looking at his posture when playing the piano. The song 'Wind in the Pines' is very difficult, and it's obvious that the program crew deliberately made it difficult for him in order to attract more attention."
"The program crew made things really difficult for me. The brain group solved the problem in seconds, but the strength group just gave up and kicked the door hahahahaha"
"What's even funnier is that Eric didn't even know what his Chinese name meant, but Xiao Ziyu figured it out, hahahaha"
"Wen Ci has contributed neither his brain nor his strength, he should form a separate paddling group (dog head)"
Wen Ci's reaction was actually the most normal, but Xiao Ziyu's performance was so unrealistic that it made him look relatively mediocre.
Seeing their idol being belittled by passers-by, fans also became dissatisfied:
"It's obvious that someone brought money into the group. With such a status, he can get such resources. Who would believe him if he said he didn't have the capital to support him?"
"The resource guy is really arrogant. Wen Ci keeps praising him, but he doesn't even respond."
A passerby couldn't stand it: "How should I respond? Should I kowtow and kneel down to express my gratitude when my brother praises me? (Funny)"
Xiao Ziyu's fans are called "Little Goldfish". They are few in number but very loyal. Most of them are new fans who are chasing their idol for the first time. They are working hard to educate people: "Xiao Ziyu was recommended to join the group by casting director Huo Wenyi, and he did not miss any written tests or interviews."
"Everyone, stop arguing. They are a good partner in the show. Don't make the main characters embarrassed!"
Xiao Ziyu read through the comments one by one. He didn't expect that the comments on the first day of filming would be like this. Various details of his live broadcast were captured and interpreted with different meanings.
While I was looking at Weibo, my phone rang several times in succession.
The first one came from Luo Li: Brother Xiao, you don’t have to care about the comments online. Just perform according to your own level and the company will help you solve the rest.
Luo Li: Wen Ci is a popular star with strong following, his fans are very strong, don’t let it affect your relationship, otherwise it will seem unnatural.
Xiao Ziyu replied with an "OK" and clicked on the second message. Yuan Heng asked him: Is it over for today?
It was sent about an hour ago, when they were chatting in the yard.
Xiao Ziyu: It’s over.
Yuan Heng replied quickly: Is there any camera in the room you live in?
Xiao Ziyu: No.
The next moment, the invitation for the video call came.
Yuan Heng had just returned home from overtime work and had a quick bite in the apartment restaurant. The house was dark and there was no light in Xiao Ziyu's room. He actually felt a little uncomfortable.
He took off his tie with one hand and unbuttoned his shirt. His bulging chest muscles slowly appeared in the camera, exuding an intimidating power. Xiao Ziyu felt a little uncomfortable: "Please respect yourself."
Yuan Heng's shirt was open, but he was in no hurry to take it off. He put his hand on the buckle of his belt and said, "Is it disrespectful to change clothes in your own home?"
Xiao Ziyu looked up at the door. Wen Ci hadn't come back yet. He explained, "I still have a roommate."
"So you're afraid your roommates will see it," Yuan Heng deliberately misinterpreted his meaning, "which means you want to see it yourself."
Xiao Ziyu choked and his thoughts became a little out of control. Not only had he seen the muscles on Yuan Heng's body, he had also touched them inch by inch, scratched his back, pinched his shoulders until they turned red, and leaned on his chest countless times. Even with his eyes closed, he could still recall the hardness and heat, as well as the cool fragrance of ambergris that filled his sleeves.
He cut his losses in time, not sure if it was a warning to himself or the other party: "If you do this again, I'm going to hang up the phone."
"You have to let me wear pajamas." Yuan Heng threw his phone on the bed, put on his pajamas, and reappeared with a bit of distraction and laziness. "How was the photo shoot today?"
Xiao Ziyu answered the key point: "Not bad, I know the other three guests."
Yuan Heng had already seen the promotional photos and snorted coldly: "There are cameras everywhere in the show, don't let them lead you astray."
Xiao Ziyu once again felt Yuan Heng's overly strong desire for control, and refused to let him control him: "How can I be considered as being led astray as an adult with hands and feet? Doing tasks together, or eating together? Just now Eric said that he wanted to go for a drive during the break, is that not allowed?"
"You know that's not what I meant." Yuan Heng said.
In his previous life, this person belonged to him alone. He could look at him whenever he wanted, touch him whenever he wanted, and even make him angry on purpose and then tease him back. Xiao Ziyu was always within his reach.
In this life, he saw through Xiao Ziyu's ambition and passion, and wanted to let him go and let him fight, but he could never feel at ease.
Yuan Heng is a man who seldom reflects on himself. He never regrets anything, but he is unusually restrained.
Xiao Ziyu didn't want to be taught a lesson: "What does that mean?"
Yuan Heng lowered his voice: "I mean, I waited for your news for a whole day, but I couldn't call you because I didn't want to disturb the filming. I watched your live broadcast during lunch break, and I was worried that the production team would make things difficult for you, so I almost contacted Zheng Hong. When I was watching the live broadcast, I was caught by an intern, and I don't know how to arrange it for me... This is your first reality show, and I am worried, do you understand?"
Xiao Ziyu's breathing was slightly sluggish, his ears were red, and the room was so quiet that he could even hear the thumping of his heartbeat. He knew that Yuan Heng was always straightforward and strong, but he still couldn't resist. He forced himself to divert his attention: "What did you say when the intern saw you?"
Yuan Heng took a deep breath and said, "Xiao Nanzhu, can you grasp the key points?"
Xiao Ziyu confessed: "They are all easy to get along with, you don't have to worry."
"I'm done worrying about this," Yuan Heng pressed on, "How are you going to compensate me?"
Xiao Ziyu was slightly stunned, not knowing when he was tricked into this. He was the one asking for an explanation, but how come the other party was the one getting compensation?
His breathing was a little tight, but he subconsciously asked: "What do you want?"
When making the conditions, Yuan Heng put on airs again, leaned back on the sofa, and said shamelessly: "Give me a kiss, and I'll feel relieved."
Xiao Ziyu: tui
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