He paused for a moment after he finished speaking.
He's better than Du Feng in every way, except...
Qiao Zhen asked cautiously, "My idol, what do you think is less good than Du Feng?"
Fan Zhao looked away and walked silently into their small courtyard.
The lucky little fans will arrive tomorrow. According to the production team, four ordinary little fans will stay in each courtyard, meaning each person will have two lucky little fans.
So tonight, Fan Zhao and Qiao Zhen will be alone together in the courtyard.
Qiao Zhen, however, was not so willing to miss this rare opportunity. She quickly caught up with Fan Zhao, "Fan, wait for me. Du Feng is not as good as you in any way, really. He is not as handsome as you, not as capable as you, and even when it comes to filming movies, he is slightly inferior to you. His personality is simply incomparable to yours. But he is familiar with me. If I am in a group with him, he will definitely do all the work."
Fan Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, "You should have said so earlier. What can you do with your delicate appearance?"
I'll fuck you.
Qiao Zhen smiled mysteriously.
The next morning at seven o'clock, everyone greeted their little fans in the courtyard.
Qiao Zhen's little fans are a pretty young lady named Ji Li and an adorable young man named Fei Shangming. Since Qiao Zhen is a sucker for good looks, she's very pleased with these two attractive fans.
Fan Zhao's fans include a chubby old lady named Wei Shunying; and an eleven or twelve-year-old blonde girl, a foreigner named Dina Rodriguez.
The scene was both lively and touching.
Fei Shangming and Dina cried their eyes out, and Qiao Zhen could only comfort them with a wry smile, while Fan Zhao, who was a bit dim-witted, remained expressionless.
"Fan, please help us take the luggage inside." Qiao Zhen then turned to her fans and said, "You have an hour to settle your luggage and calm down. We still have a lot of work to do today, otherwise we won't have lunch or showers tonight. Let's channel our excitement into hard work, okay?"
She grinned and flashed a "V" sign.
Fan Zhao looked down and saw Qiao Zhen's beautiful smile. His heart stopped for a moment, and then started pounding uncontrollably. He concealed this by carrying his luggage into the house.
This must be love at first sight?
With the help of Qiao Zhen and Fan Zhao, they quickly settled all their luggage and calmed down their excited feelings.
The staff handed the task card to Qiao Zhen and Fan Zhao, saying, "The fans haven't had breakfast yet. Please make a loving breakfast for the fans. The ingredients are in the kitchen."
Qiao Zhen entered the kitchen and saw that there was very little firewood left. She carried a bamboo basket on her back and held a wood-chopping axe in her hand. "My god, you wash the vegetables first and wait for me to come back."
Fan Zhao stopped Qiao Zhen, "Where are you going?"
Qiao Zhen brandished the axe twice. "Chopping firewood, or are we just eating lettuce?" She seemed to have thought of something and asked, "Do you know how to cook in a big pot?"
Fan Zhao shook his head, "No."
"Oh," Qiao Zhen replied. "It's okay, I can. You wash the vegetables, and we'll talk when I get back."
Fan Zhao was sweating profusely. Looking at the bright sunlight outside, he said, "How about we just make something simple?"
Qiao Zhen immediately exploded, "Then I don't have to eat, okay?!" She pushed Fan Zhao away, "Don't stop me, when I get wild, even the Eighteen Bronze Men can't stop me."
Fan Zhao went back to his room to talk to his fans, and then chased after Qiao Zhen.
Halfway up the mountain, Qiao Zhen walked through the bushes, stepping on the leaves beneath her feet. "Let's stay here."
She put the bamboo basket on the ground and started chopping wood with an axe. As she chopped, she suddenly stopped and pointed to the side, saying, "Cameraman, could you please stand there and film me to make me look good and heroic? Also, please stay a little further away from me; this thing is dangerous."
The cameraman carried the camera to the spot Qiao Zhen pointed to and then filmed Qiao Zhen's profile.
Qiao Zhen cut down the branches, and Fan Zhao picked them up and put them into a bamboo basket.
When the bamboo basket was full of firewood, Fan Zhao took off his tie, spread it out on the ground, and piled the firewood on top of the tie.
Even under the scorching sun, Fan Zhao was still wearing a suit and tie.
Qiao Zhen continued chopping down trees, panting. She stopped when the pile of firewood was about as tall as Fan Zhao's calves. "Tie the firewood up. This should be enough. We need to come back this afternoon."
Fan Zhao silently bundled up the firewood, carrying a bamboo basket on his back and holding the firewood in front.
Qiao Zhen followed behind Fan Zhao, carrying an axe. Her face and forehead were covered in sweat. Although the mood temperature device could lower the temperature of the air around her to a comfortable level, the heat emitted by her body was beyond its control.
"My idol, aren't you hot wearing long sleeves?" Qiao Zhen asked while avoiding the branches under her feet.
Fan Zhao turned to look at Qiao Zhen, a hint of grievance appearing in her eyes again, "I didn't bring a short-sleeved shirt."
"Hahahaha." Qiao Zhen burst into a maniacal laugh. "Actor Fan's variety show debut is so pathetic. Whether we can get on the trending topics depends on you, my god!"
Fan Zhao said with some helplessness, "The popular actress Qiao Zhen is skilled at chopping wood and has an infectious laugh. Whether she can make it to the trending topics depends on you."
Qiao Zhen skipped along, saying, "Come on, let's hurt each other! We have plenty of time anyway."
Fan Zhao then noticed that Qiao Zhen was wearing high heels, about three or four centimeters high. He frowned almost imperceptibly. "Why aren't you wearing flats?"
Qiao Zhen was instantly miserable. "I thought this show was just about fans expressing their love for me, and then I would rationally express my gratitude for their support, and then show how we take care of each other. Who knew the production team would be so ruthless! I didn't even bring flat shoes."
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