The eight guests arrived at the top of the stairs.
At the top of the stairs, there was a square table with eight red thread ends lying haphazardly on it. The red threads connected to the ends were intertwined and tangled, winding around the stair railing in a chaotic manner, and then turning back and winding around in the middle.
The eight red lines look extremely chaotic. It is impossible to judge the trend of each red line with the naked eye. Only by untangling the knots formed by the red lines one by one and following the red lines can one find the end.
The director, never one to shy away from a good show, said, "There are three rooms on the second floor, and each room has two single beds, so even if you're assigned to the same room, there's no need to feel awkward."
Wang Yanni asked, "What about the fourth room?"
"Hahaha," the director's gaze swept over all the guests, his smile sly, "The fourth room is on the third floor, it's the room with the best view and the largest area in the entire villa."
"The person who chose this room is definitely lucky..."
Shu Changchang interrupted the director: "Director, just say what you want to say. Don't just talk about the good points of this room. I don't believe that this room is good in every way."
Director: "Hehe, the fourth room is big, and the bed is big too."
"It's the only room in the entire villa with a king-size bed, but the downside is that there's only one bed in the room."
"In other words, the person who chooses the fourth room will have to share a bed with another person for the next week."
"This is a great opportunity to strengthen relationships, so everyone should make the most of it!"
After the director finished speaking, he pointed to the square table and said, "Alright, now please choose your red threads."
"A marriage is destined by a single thread; whether we are meant to be depends on what happens now."
The director did not specify the order in which the guests would draw the red thread; everyone could choose randomly, which made it highly random. Which room you drew and who you would end up as your roommate all involved a lot of luck.
Fu Bai wasn't the first to go up; he leaned against the stair railing, his gaze sweeping over the others.
At this point, everyone has a clear idea of who they want to share a room with, and before choosing a partner, they will subconsciously look at the person they want to live with.
For example, Jiang Qi would always look at Zheng Siyu intentionally or unintentionally.
Zheng Siyu looked at Fu Bai and then at Chen Lan, as if she were making a difficult decision.
Xiao Shaojun, as expected of a movie star, showed no reaction on his face, only a faint smile, as if he didn't care what he got.
Chen Lan, eager to try, said, "Then I'll choose first."
Meanwhile, 748 gloated in Fu Bai's sea of consciousness: [Fu Bai! Guess what I found!]
I just scanned these red lines and found that the end of the red line connecting to the room isn't fixed, and someone is secretly hiding upstairs.
Once you select the red line, the people upstairs will receive a signal and change the room connected to the other end of the red line.
748Hmph: [The production team has a script! They're manipulating the room selection results!]
As expected of a drama-filled dating show, they manage to break up as many couples as possible who have developed feelings for each other.
The white powder was not unexpected.
The production team always wants to keep the direction of the variety show under their control.
While 748 was gloating for a short while, Chen Lan had already arrived at the square table, wanting to pull out a red thread.
As he reached out, Fu Bai saw him glance in Xie Chen's direction.
That one glance was all it took to win.
Fu Bai raised an eyebrow, suggesting that Chen Lan and the production team had some shady dealings.
748 also saw the look Chen Lan gave Xie Chen just now. He had been by Fu Bai's side for a while and had absorbed a lot of energy in the previous small world, so he felt that his IQ had improved a bit.
He's no longer the little idiot he used to be.
So it proactively analyzed: "[Fu Baibai, could it be that Chen Lan bribed the production team to arrange for him and Xie Gou to be in the room on the third floor?]"
Fu Bai: "Hmm."
748 asked worriedly, "What should we do then? You're not just going to stand by and watch Chen Lan and Xie Gou sleep together for a week, are you?"
Fu Bai, however, was not in a hurry at all. Instead, he asked, "In the original story, who was Chen Lan paired with?"
748 immediately checked the original plot: [With Xiao Shaojun.]
After all, the two are the main characters of this world, the top and the bottom, and they have to sleep together to cultivate their feelings.
Fu Bai: "Isn't that settled then?"
748 felt like a complete idiot again: [But... the original plot was never correct.]
Wasn't Fu Bai the one who least believed in the original storyline? Why is he following the original storyline this time?
Fu Bai smiled slightly, without answering 748's question.
The original plot may not be of much reference value, but the financial power is undeniable.
Since Chen Lan can know the program's design, so can others.
Similarly, if Chen Lan can make a deal with the production team, so can others.
What do you mean by a predestined marriage? It's all just because I'm rich.
Knowing this, Fu Bai did not stop anything. After everyone else had chosen the red thread, Fu Bai leisurely stepped forward and picked up the last red thread.
Xie Chen leaned over at that moment: "Bai Bai, do you want to sleep in a room on the third floor?"
Fu Bai feigned surprise as he looked at Xie Chen: "You can decide?"
Xie Chen chuckled: "I have superpowers."
After saying that, she pretended to take the red thread from Fu Bai's hand and intertwined herself with Fu Bai's.
"Alright, I've cast a spell on our red thread; they'll never be separated."
Fu Bai couldn't resist reaching out and pinching Xie Chen's cheek, laughing, "You're so cute."
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