Chapter 52: Evil Fleece
[What? Constantly sending the same emoji will make people think you're just an emoji person? Damn it, then what's the point of me sending Crush Peppa Pig every day?]
【You have a lot of emojis. 】
[Maybe it's due to different customs, but here we usually call it a crush regardless of the picture.]
Ji Jingchuan's expression vividly illustrates what it means to go from a proud rooster to a drowned rat.
[Hahaha, I made you ask, but you're not happy when I tell you the truth.]
While Ji Jingchuan was leaning against the car window and feeling depressed with dark clouds over his head, the others continued to play the game of who is the undercover.
Jiang Yize was eliminated because he misremembered the plot and called the super lollipop that Pigsy loved to eat a marshmallow. Only three people were left on the field, and at this time, the characteristics that could be described were almost exhausted, so everyone began to review everyone's previous speeches.
Shang Que: "I said it has a wide audience and an English name. Ji Jingchuan often sends me emojis of it, and also shows it wearing red clothes."
Ning Sheng was next. She thought about it for a moment and folded her fingers and said, "I said
It seems that the protagonist is not human, there is a Spring Festival movie, I showed it to the children, and it has a female companion.
Both of their descriptions had obvious features that matched the common people's words, so after looking at each other, Shang Que and Ning Sheng turned their heads in unison to look at the remaining person.
Under the two piercing gazes, Lu Zhixu smiled calmly, "My speech is about the protagonist being an animal, having many good friends, being righteous, and generally being loved by children."
His description pretty much covers most cartoons, and combined with other people's comments, it doesn't seem too cliché. For example, Ning Sheng said the protagonist isn't human, and since cartoons featuring plants are rare, he inferred the protagonist is an animal. Jiang Yizhe said he went to the movie to pay tribute to his childhood memories, and since Ning Sheng showed it to elementary school students, he said it's usually a favorite among children.
However, as soon as he finished speaking, Shang Que immediately gave Ning Sheng a look: "Vote for him."
Lu Zhixu was stunned and asked in confusion: "Why?"
"Because the children who loved watching this cartoon have grown up, its target audience is now adults." Shang Que pointed, "For details, please refer to Ji Jingchuan."
[So, after all, it's us who really enjoy watching it.]
[Damn it! Who can resist GGBond? He's a man of god-like quality.]
Ji Jingchuan hahahahaha, he probably doesn't want to see Pig Man anymore in his life.
Although he hadn't slept all night, Ji Jingchuan was young after all, so he didn't feel sleepy while playing games. When the bus arrived at the booked homestay, he had regained his usual spirits.
This was a two-story courtyard house. To facilitate filming, the production crew had booked the entire homestay. The rooms were on the second floor, and the layouts were similar. Without Shang Que's instructions, Ji Jingchuan had already consciously carried her suitcase upstairs.
Since they had to meet up soon, Shang Que decided to play with the hostess's Teddy Bear in the ground-floor courtyard. The dog was very affectionate, circling around her legs, its tail wagging like a propeller.
Shang Que squatted down and just put his hand on the puppy's head when Ji Jingchuan's surprised voice suddenly came from behind him.
"Evil Fleece!"
Strange description.
"What?" Shang Que frowned in confusion: "What is evil fleece?"
"It." Ji Jingchuan pointed at the puppy and explained, "Its fur looks like fleece, so it's called Evil Fleece."
Shang Que nodded, looking at the puppy's curly fur, then at Ji Jingchuan's curly hair, and put his knowledge into practice: "So you are also an evil fleece."
Ji Jingchuan widened his eyes: "Why am I like this?"
"It's curly, you have curly hair too, and you both have the same hair color."
Ji Jingchuan subconsciously wanted to refute, but when he looked closely, he saw that the puppy's light brown hair reflected a light orange-gold color under the sunlight, which was exactly the same as his hair color today.
His newly dyed hair and permed hairstyle bumped into a puppy???
Ji Jingchuan stared at the puppy for a long time. The more he thought about it, the more dissatisfied he became. He pretended to be fierce and bared his teeth at it.
The next second, the puppy on the ground followed suit and grinned back.
Shang Que spread his hands: "Look, it looks even more like it."
[Ji Jingchuan seems to have lost all his strength and means.]
[Ahhh, now that I mention it, they really do look alike, and more importantly, they look alike in spirit, especially that bared-teeth expression, who knows!]
[Once you accept this setting, Ji Jingchuan is already... evil polar fleece.]
"It's completely different. My hair is much better maintained than his. It's just coral fleece at best." Ji Jingchuan squatted down. "If you don't believe me, touch it. It's much softer than a puppy's fur."
【I still underestimated you. 】
[Ji Jingchuan, you have become such a stranger to me.]
[But it's so cute! I want to touch the evil coral fleece too!]
[I'm the exact opposite of you! I want Shang Que to pat my head, sob!]
[Wait a minute, did Shang Que touch Ji Jingchuan's head with the same hand he used to touch the puppy?]
[Yes, did you say thank you?]
Shang Que touched his head symbolically. His fluffy curly hair was simply styled with a hair dryer and fell down with a slight press. His hair texture was the same as hers, inherited from Ms. Shang, soft and smooth.
Just at this moment, someone called her name from behind. Shang Que withdrew her hand, turned around and stood up, just missing Ji Jingchuan's action of raising his eyebrows to show off to the puppy.
【Stinky little dog.】
[I took a screenshot and will post it on Super Chat for Shang Que to see.]
【Hahahaha, this is very bad.】
Not long after, everyone came down to gather and today's journey officially began.
"This time we have a free trip, everyone can choose where to go, but——"
The director paused for a few seconds at the turning point. Seeing that no one was showing any curiosity, he touched his nose awkwardly and continued, "But there's a small task. Before we leave, the production team will give each group travel funds. Each group needs to use this money to buy a souvenir that represents the ancient town at the scenic spot."
"Travel funds?" Lin Jinyi asked cautiously, "How much is it? It won't be the same as the camping trip, one hundred per group, right?"
"That's not the case." Before anyone could breathe a sigh of relief, the director chuckled, "Budget is tight this time, so it's fifty yuan per group."
"Fifty???"
"Director, most of the souvenirs sold in scenic spots are scams for tourists. My advice is not to buy them." Shang Que advised.
Before the second half of the sentence "Just look at the scenery" was uttered, the director calmly continued: "So we should get involved ourselves and help the audience in the live broadcast room find out which stores in the scenic area are scamming tourists and which ones are really worth buying."
“…”
I really need this. I'm going there in a few days.
[The friendship boat instantly became a 315 anti-counterfeiting legend.]
Five minutes later, the group stood outside the gate of the B&B.
Looking at the bluestone roads leading in all directions, Jiang Yize suddenly thought of something: "Didn't we ask what attractions the ancient town has?"
Since we had to hand in our phones during the recording, we couldn't search online or use the navigation system. Ning Sheng suggested, "Why don't we go back and ask the B&B owner if he has any maps or travel brochures?"
"There's no need to go to such lengths. Just ask a local." Ji Jingchuan said, then he raised his leg and stopped a passing old man carrying a birdcage. "Uncle, we're here for tourism. Do you have any recommendations for attractions?"
"Jining Post Station."
"There's still a post station here?" Jiang Yize came over and asked, "Is it still in use? What is it used for?"
"The public restroom is over by the train station. After you use it, go buy a train ticket to the city." The old man looked them over and spoke with a local accent. "What's so fun about this shabby place? These old houses and tiles are just tricking you outsiders into coming here to check in."
The others gathered around after hearing this. The old man looked up and saw the camera following behind him. He was startled and asked, "What's going on? Are you filming a show?"
Seeing several people nod, he changed the subject, "But then again, these old houses and tiles symbolize the long history of our Shubian Ancient Town. It's said that Emperor Qianlong stayed in this house when he stopped here during his southern tour hundreds of years ago. The house still retains a plaque written by him. Also, the God of Wealth Temple in Qianta Temple is very effective, and every year many wealthy bosses come here to fulfill their vows."
[Ah ...
[The Temple of the God of Wealth, I have to go see this.]
I scoff at feudal superstitions and kneel in the Temple of the God of Wealth.
Under the old man's hard work, everyone chose three places with souvenirs for sale from a dozen historical and cultural attractions and went there in groups.
Lu Zhixu and Ning Sheng went to Qianta Temple, Lin Jinyi and Jiang Yizhe went to the ancient house. Shang Que and Ji Jingchuan took on the important task of clearing the minefields for the audience in front of the camera and attacked the commercial ancient street with many tricks.
Most of the shops here are concentrated in one alley, and there are many types of specialty products, such as embroidered shawls, woven hats, and garland bracelets, which are sold in almost every shop.
"Ji Jingchuan——"
Shang Que was just about to suggest splitting up to check the price when he turned around and saw Ji Jingchuan standing motionless in front of the snack stall selling roasted milk fans at the entrance of the alley.
Not knowing what the boss said to him, Ji Jingchuan shouted at her with bright eyes: "Shang Que, he said five yuan each and ten yuan for two, let's buy two!"
Shang Que: ...
[Wait, five dollars for one and ten dollars for two, so buying two doesn't make it any better value.]
[No, but if you buy two, you and Shang Que can each have one.]
Please understand our evil polar fleece. After all, it's the first time I'm traveling with my sister, so it's normal to be happy.
The travel funds were in Shang Que's hands. Seeing Ji Jingchuan's excitement almost overflowing from his eyes, she pursed her lips slightly and walked over to pay: "I want two."
"One blueberry jam and one peach jam." Ji Jingchuan added quickly.
"I want orange marmalade."
Ji Jingchuan seemed to have heard some terrible news. He opened his eyes wide in shock and asked, "Why?"
Shang Que: "To prevent you from stealing my food later."
This is bad.
[Actually, it's not. The roasted milk fan is too sweet. I don't let him eat too much, which will cause cavities. Good for him!]
"Who wants to eat yours? You're so stingy." Ji Jingchuan snorted and turned his head away angrily.
A few minutes later, two slices of roasted milk fan came out of the oven. Ji Jingchuan was no longer angry at this point. He followed Shang Que into the alley with the roasted milk fan in his hand.
The alley was narrow and crowded with tourists, so the camera could only follow behind and capture their backs. However, the audience in the live broadcast room soon discovered that the roasted milk fan in Ji Jingchuan's hand always "inadvertently" appeared in the camera from various angles.
[No, it's been ten minutes and you haven't finished eating yet, bro?]
Ji Jingchuan did it on purpose. I could feel his smug expression through the back of his head.
[A passerby is not a fan, what is he proud of? ]
Ji Jingchuan: Look! My sister bought me a roasted milk fan. You don’t have it, do you?
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