Director Cai departed after them but arrived before them, so everyone was used to it.
The most surprising thing about the third episode is that it's only one day long, and we can go back tomorrow. We can rest when we get back, which sounds wonderful.
This is a suburb of F City, or more precisely, a farmhouse. The owner is not here right now, and it has been temporarily rented to the program crew.
All rooms are the same size, so there is no need to draw lots.
Perhaps to attract tourists, each room door is different, with three-dimensional cartoon patterns on them, which attracts children as soon as they get off the bus.
Mushrooms, eggplants, watermelons, grapes, lollipops, Peppa Pig—it's all food! Each child chooses their favorite room.
Chu Chu walked around, swaying her head, her mouth watering as she looked at the patterns. These things all looked so delicious; she loved them all.
Lan Qingyue pulled her into the room with the grapes, "Alright, let's rest in this room tonight and go back tomorrow."
Even if you see right through the patterns, they won't come true.
Chu Chu: "...Mommy, I'll just take a quick look~~~"
I'll just take a quick look~
After the guests were settled and had lunch, the afternoon's task began: a parent-child tacit understanding test, where they had to draw a picture within one minute.
The design of the drawing is decided by the production team. The person drawing can only look at the words on the card and cannot speak.
Lan Qingyue couldn't help but feel speechless as she looked at the meat bun squatting on the ground counting ants in the distance.
What kind of tacit understanding do she and Chu Chu have?
Her drawing skills are so bad they're practically dog-crawling; it's a miracle she doesn't rip you off.
Sure enough, among the six groups, Lan Qingyue and Chu Chu had the worst teamwork; they only got it right twice out of ten times in the "Pictionary" game.
It's at the bottom.
Lan Qingyue ate the bowl of plain noodles that was "number one" with great relish. When people are hungry, even a bowl of plain noodles with no vegetables or meat, only oil and salt, tastes delicious.
Chu Chu was different. The little one had a small bowl of noodles on a stool, steaming. She squatted down next to it, her eyebrows furrowed in a frown, her chubby face drooping. She looked at the noodles and then at Lan Qingyue. Lan Qingyue was busy filling her stomach and didn't have time to pay attention to her. She carefully reached out her chubby little hand and touched the noodle soup, then pulled her hand back as if she had been electrocuted, and put it in her mouth and slurped it.
"Mommy~ It doesn't taste good~~~"
The meat buns protested.
Lan Qingyue finished the last sip of soup and looked up. "It's not good? This is your own soup, how can it not be good?"
Meat Bun: "..."
Lan Qingyue: "Then give it to me, I'll eat it for you."
The meat bun shook its chubby flesh, and its chubby, lotus root-like arms quickly protected its dinner.
The next morning there was another task, which was still about parent-child tacit understanding, but instead of with their own children, it was decided by drawing lots. Chu Chu drew Yu Qingqing, Liang Xiyu drew Guan Zhizhi, Xiu Kaijie drew Chen Xueyun, Qi Huanhuan drew Lan Qingyue, Si Si drew Lin Ranran, Si Jingxuan was naturally assigned to Lin Ranran's group, and Lin Muze drew Si Yiming.
The task remains the same: you draw, I guess.
All the guests: "..."
Director, how much do you love this game?
With the experience from the first time, will the second time be even better?
uncertain.
This time, you only have ten seconds to complete a painting.
An octopus?!
Chu Chu is too young and her comprehension is not very good yet. She successfully dragged Yu Qingqing down to the last place.
The group that cooperated best was Guan Zhizhi's group. Guan Zhizhi was good at drawing, and Liang Xiyu was also good at drawing. They could tell what the other had drawn at a glance.
The final rankings are as follows: Guan Zhizhi, Lin Ranran, Si Yiming, Chen Xueyun, Lan Qingyue, and Yu Qingqing.
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