The director was holding a flowchart in his hand and introducing the rules of the session.

"The group of guests who complete the task first will have priority in choosing from three restaurants of different levels."

"So here's a gentle reminder for the guest group that completes the task at the last minute. Most likely, they will only have the 'lowest-level' restaurant to choose from."

'Only left' means there is no choice, the good ones will be picked up first.

Zhang Yang from Group C immediately asked curiously.

"Director, how low-class can this low-class restaurant be? Can you let us take a look first so we can have a better idea of ​​what it is like?"

This is also something that everyone is curious about.

After all, no one wants to be the worst, and everyone wants to be the best. In this way, the program can maximize the advantage for their group at the beginning.

However, the director did not respond to this question.

Instead, he gave them an ambiguous reply: "Everyone will know tomorrow."

Everyone: “…………”

Director, you answered very well. Be obedient. Don’t answer it again next time. It’s just a waste of time.

The director clapped his hands: "OK! Now distribute the task cards to each group of guests."

As he was speaking, a staff member from the program crew came over with three folded, palm-sized cards in his hand.

The director saw that the task cards had already been handed to the guests, and before the guests could wait to open them and take a look.

He spoke again with a serious face: "Everyone remember, the tasks written on each group's task card are different."

"Each group must keep their own mission cards confidential."

"The mission content cannot be leaked."

"If the other groups of guests knew about this, it would cause some obstacles for you in completing your mission."

The director smiled and said, "The program team is not responsible for anything."

In short, the three groups of guests can disrupt each other in order to compete for the priority of choosing a restaurant, and the program team will not interfere.

Upon hearing what the director said, Lin Xue and Zheng Baiqing, who were about to flip open the cards to look at them, immediately closed the cards.

They covered themselves tightly, fearing that someone would see the content of their group's tasks.

They decided that it would be safer to not look at it for now and go back to the room later to study it slowly with their teammates.

The director looked at the two guests for a while.

However, his gaze turned to Sheng Yuan and Shi Yan.

The director was slightly stunned.

From the moment the task cards were distributed, they were placed on the table in front of Sheng Yuan.

Neither of them reached out to open it and looked, they just left it there.

Even Emperor Shi, who was standing next to Sheng Yuan, didn't even glance at her.

Compared to the two groups next door who are so impatient.

The two guests in Group A were indeed much calmer.

As if he had thought of something, the director immediately smiled as if he had everything under control.

“…”

At this time, Zheng Xueqing suddenly signaled to speak

"Um, Director, I'd like to ask, there aren't any game tasks like throwing in our task cards, right?"

"As you saw when we were choosing the room just now, we are not very good at this game."

Zheng Baiqing was only referring to her own group and Lin Xue's group.

None of them are good at it, so the remaining group that is not mentioned is the one that is good at it.

This is the 'language art'.

Zheng Baiqing was not afraid that her group would be assigned this kind of throwing task, but she was afraid that Sheng Yuan and Shi Yan's group would be assigned this kind of task.

For these two, is that mission still a mission... Just hand over the priority with both hands.

Zheng Baiqing's worries were completely unnecessary.

The director had never expected that Zheng Baiqing would come up with so many twists and turns.

He sighed and said, "You can rest assured that there is no such task in the task cards of your three groups."

"OK."

After receiving the director's affirmative response, Zheng Baiqing immediately felt relieved.

“…”

The director smiled and said to everyone: "The program will officially start recording tomorrow, everyone should go to bed early today."

"I wish you a good sleep and a successful mission tomorrow morning."

"receive."

"Okay."

“…”

A few photographic lights were turned off with a click, and the shooting was over.

The program crew dispersed and finished work.

The six guests from groups A, B and C went upstairs, took the elevator and returned to their rooms to rest.

Sheng Yuan opened the door and turned around.

"Shi Yan, I'm going in."

"etc."

Sheng Yuan paused as she entered the room: "Huh? What's wrong?"

Shi Yan stood there without moving, his dark eyes swept down and his gaze fell on the girl's lively and fair face. He looked at her in a low and serious voice.

"Have you forgotten something?"

Sheng Yuan was slightly stunned: "Ah?"

What did you forget? Seeing her like this, Shi Yan immediately pursed his lips and reminded her in a muffled voice: "You didn't say good night."

Before coming to record the show.

The two of them video chat on WeChat, often before going to bed, so when they hang up, Sheng Yuan always says good night to Shi Yan without fail.

So, why is the good night that we say every day missing today?

The girl was slightly stunned when she heard this, and her red lips curled up.

The next second, a sweet voice sounded clearly in the quiet corridor, in the dim light of the wall lamp.

"Shi Yan, good night."

Shi Yan then replied with satisfaction: "Well, good night."

"See you tomorrow morning~"

"See you tomorrow morning."

—

The next day.

It is still daybreak.

The screen of the mobile phone on the bedside table suddenly showed that the alarm clock was ringing and the time was exactly five fifty.

Sheng Yuan opened her eyes, turned on the light, and then moved the cat that was sleeping on her lap away.

Get up from the bed and go to the bathroom to wash up.

The task cards distributed by the program team stated that the task time was 6:30.

So Sheng Yuan moved quickly and cleaned up quickly.

After changing clothes, I prepared to go out and wait for Shi Yan.

As soon as I opened the door.

The lights in the corridor were not on, only the dim light from outside shone in.

The young man was wearing a dark sweatshirt, had a slender figure, and wore a baseball cap. Under the brim of the hat were revealed his straight nose, thin lips, and a face with fine lines and cold white skin.

He put his hands in his pockets, leaned back in the corridor opposite, staring at Sheng Yuan's door motionlessly, in a daze.

As soon as he saw Sheng Yuan coming out, the boy's eyes lit up and he stood up and walked over.

Probably because I got up early.

Shi Yan's low and magnetic voice added a hint of hoarseness: "Good morning."

"...Morning." Sheng Yuan blinked: "Shi Yan, when did you wake up?"

Shi Yan: “Just now.”

In fact, he had been standing here for twenty minutes.

(End of this chapter)