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The host looked at them and said, "Since we are choosing a house, why don't you all recite a poem related to a house? The house can be concrete, like a palace, or abstract, just containing the word "house", such as ancient poems or songs. The first person to speak can choose his or her own house first."
Upon hearing this, Chu Cheng began to recite a poem, "In August, the autumn wind howled, blowing away the three layers of thatch on my roof. The thatch flew across the river and scattered on the riverside. The high ones were hung on the tops of the trees, and the low ones floated and sank into the pond..."
The host was stunned for a moment, and seeing that he was still reciting, he quickly said, "That's enough, that's enough, just one sentence will do, you don't have to recite the whole thing."
Chu Cheng didn't expect it to be so simple, "So I can be the first to choose a house later, right?"
"Yes, you can rest now."
"Okay." Chu Cheng walked back to Ji Qingzhou and shrugged. "Is it that simple? An easy question?"
Ji Qingzhou looked at him and said, "You reacted too quickly. You started reciting right after the host finished, and the others didn't react yet."
"I still need to react to this?" Chu Cheng was puzzled. "According to my habit, if I hadn't considered that this was a TV show, I would have answered the question halfway through his speech."
Ji Qingzhou glanced at the wheat on him and said, "Be humble, Ah Cheng."
Chu Cheng followed his gaze and glanced at his own microphone, then said calmly, "Don't worry, they won't cut it in."
It was a rare opportunity for him to appear on a variety show, and it was all for Ji Qingzhou's sake. As one of the producers of this show, Lian Jingxing would be fired if he could still edit out things that shouldn't be edited, causing him to attract a lot of cynics after the show airs.
Ji Qingzhou looked at his confident face and felt that he needed to ask Lian Jingxing if he could watch it before it was broadcast. He didn't want Chu Cheng to accompany him to record a variety show, but end up having a group of black fans. That would be a waste of time.
When Ji Qingzhou thought of this, he couldn't help but look at Lian Jingxing. Lian Jingxing had finished reciting and walked back. Yu Anyi was reciting, Ren Zhen seemed to have figured it out, while Liu Zitong and Li Yiming were obviously a little at a loss about this part, and were frowning and thinking hard.
Seeing that the two of them really couldn't think of anything, the host looked at the director helplessly. The director nodded slightly, and the host reminded them, "You can ask other people for help, and then we can cut this part out."
The two of them were as if they had been pardoned, and quickly turned around to ask their companions. Liu Zitong was fine, her brother Liu Zixin gave her a poem.
Li Yiming was much worse off than her. His companion Zhang Jiarui was as confused as he was. He was most afraid of memorizing when he was in school. He finally remembered a few, but they had all been passed. Now his companions were looking at him with pleading eyes, and he could only express his helplessness.
Li Yiming suddenly felt that he had brought the wrong person. What a worthless friend! He shouldn't have brought a poor student like himself! He should have brought a top student!
Ji Qingzhou looked at the two of them struggling and couldn't help but remind them, "The tower is a hundred feet high, and you can pick the stars with your hands."
Zhang Jiarui heard it and quickly called it to Li Yiming, and only then did Li Yiming pass.
"Thank you, brother." Zhang Jiarui thanked.
"You're welcome." Ji Qingzhou said with a smile.
After Li Yiming finished reciting the poem, the host brought over photos of the houses and asked them to choose one according to the order they had just arranged.
Chu Cheng took a quick look and asked Ji Qingzhou, "Which one do you like?"
Ji Qingzhou looked at six photos. These six photos showed a stove, a half-open refrigerator full of vegetables, a Simmons bed, a grape rack, a TV, and a box of mineral water.
Ji Qingzhou thought for a moment and pointed to the refrigerator full of vegetables. Choosing this would at least ensure that the three of them would have enough to eat. The host handed him the photo. On the back of the photo, there was a number, which was the room number.
Lian Jingxing and Meng Yuanbai discussed it and chose the one with a Simmons bed.
Yu Anyi was a little hesitant, and Guan Xiayun whispered in her ear, "Choose the one with mineral water. I just saw someone carrying water. What if the program crew doesn't provide mineral water? If you want to drink water, you need to carry water. This may be a bit difficult for two girls like us."
Yu Anyi heard this and instantly felt that this was too treacherous! She looked at the guests present and found that she and Guan Xiayun were the only group of girls, so she pointed to the photo of mineral water without saying a word and said, "I choose this one."
Soon after, the others also made their choices. When the host saw that they had finished their choices, he said that the guests in each group could go home and rest. Ji Qingzhou and Chu Cheng pulled their suitcases and took photos to start looking for a house.
Their house was not far away, and after walking for a while, they saw the arrow written on it. Ji Qingzhou walked forward along the arrow, and then he was stunned.
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