Chapter 7
Ideals are full, but reality is very skinny.
The problem lies with Fang Xihua's partner. He tried hard to answer the questions. Based on his previous impression, he got a lot of points by guessing, but Wei Junhao basically didn't answer any of them correctly.
Oh! He got one question right, the free point question at the beginning.
Obviously, because the two of them are a business CP, the director deliberately made the questions simpler, and he could answer them correctly with a little snack, but he almost wrote the four words "I don't want to do business" on his face.
Fang Xihua: "..." Vomiting bloodjpg.
"The fourth group, the final score is 60 points, and it's a tie." The director touched his chin, and seeing that it was late, there was no way to have an overtime game. He touched his chin, his brain twitched, and said: "In this case... you can only share the prize money of the third group."
Xia Yan: "???" Are you okay?
Tu Xi also had a question mark on his face.
The director started directly: "Who told you not to work harder? Anyway, there is no extra money."
"Hahaha." Song Xueyang raised her thumb, "You are worthy of it."
But soon, Song Xueyang couldn't laugh anymore.
Because the prize money for the first place was only 1,000 yuan; the second place was 800 yuan; the third place was 600 yuan, which was divided equally between the two "couples", and each group only had 300 yuan.
It was a tragedy.
Xia Yan held the three hundred yuan and was silent for a long time. He turned his head to look at the protagonist beside him and asked a question he already knew the answer to: "How many days will we be on the island this time?"
Tu Xi: "...Seven days."
"Three hundred yuan, an average of forty-two yuan a day, twenty-one yuan per person." Thinking about the appetite of two grown men, he said seriously: "I feel like we will starve to death."
In an instant, the eight people stared at the director coldly.
The director pretended not to see it, raised his hands and clapped: "Okay, the first mission has been perfectly completed, and we will also set off for the island. Thank you 'Love Island' for its strong support for this program. If you go to the beach in summer, go to Love Island and give you a different experience; thank you to the friends who watched the live broadcast, let's see you tonight."
The director thanked the sponsor quickly, waved his hand, cut off the live broadcast, and let the crowd of spectators howl.
Weibo has already released several hot searches, basically all related to Xia Yan and Tu Xi.
[Can 300 yuan really live for seven days? 233333]
[Tu Xi is so miserable. ]
[Rational discussion, does Xia Yan look like a scumbag who changes his face after chasing the goddess. The more I watch, the more I feel that Tu Xi is like a simple boy who was deceived. 】
【Xia Yan's clueless look is just like my scumbag ex. 】
【The live broadcast made me clench my fists. 】
【Although Xia Yan is very handsome, which makes me stunning, and he can be called the most handsome man in the entertainment industry (not to mention plastic surgery), but the scumbag Da Mi firmly refused. 】
【Tu Xi's real fan, I was really moved to tears when I saw everyone was so rational. 】
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The discussion on the Internet was in full swing, and the guests knew nothing about it.
'Love Island' is as its name suggests. It looks like a big heart from above, with a beautiful shape. It was spotted by a wealthy tycoon, who partnered with the local government and invested a large sum of money to transform it into a tourist island.
He is also the biggest investor of "Heartbeat". He covered all the travel expenses, and the guests were responsible for showing the beautiful scenery of the island to the audience.
After five hours of private plane, the guests finally arrived at their destination.
Director: "Welcome to Ace Island. After an afternoon of rest on the plane, I believe everyone is refreshed and full of energy, and can continue to complete the mission."
"Director, you are so easy to get beaten, do you know?" Song Xueyang complained.
"Hahahaha." The director laughed twice. "It's just a joke. Don't worry, I'm not a monster. Please look at the villa behind you. We will spend the next seven days together in this villa."
"The girls' room is on the second floor, and the boys' room is on the third floor. The program team has opened a canteen. Guests can use the money to buy daily necessities."
"For the next seven days, please make an effort to live."
It was Xia Yan's first time participating in a romance variety show, and he was shocked by the director's manipulation. He couldn't help but complain in a low voice: "This show seems like survival in the wilderness."
"Ahem! Comrade Xia Yan, what you said is not right." The director raised his head and said righteously: "As the saying goes, a friend in need is a friend indeed. Only in times of crisis can you know whether the other person really loves you."
Song Xueyang interrupted: "Don't listen to his nonsense, he is just making a profit, the money is just a little bit bitter, where does the crisis come from?"
Xia Yan: "..." Almost believed it.
Tu Xi stood beside Xia Yan, and seeing Song Xueyang getting closer and closer, he stepped forward calmly and separated the two people with his arm. He had the same gentle smile as always on his face, and his features were handsome and gentle, just like a young man from an ancient family.
But there was no smile in his eyes, and there was a chill in his bones.
Song Xueyang inadvertently looked at him for a second, and her body shuddered subconsciously, but when she looked over again, someone was whispering intimately with her lover.
His voice is clear and soft, his temperament is like water, and he is full of tolerance.
He is obviously a gentle boyfriend with a very good personality!
I stayed up late playing games last night, so I must have seen it wrong by accident. Song Xueyang rubbed his eyes, moved closer to his CP, and started to argue with the director.
*
The villa has five floors in total. There is a restaurant, swimming pool, and cinema on the first floor. The second, third, and fourth floors are all guest rooms. There is an entertainment room on the fifth floor, and there is a sunny flower room on the top floor, which is very beautiful.
Xia Yan and Tu Xi's rooms are next to each other. Opposite the door is Wei Junhao. Counting to the right are Fang Xihua and the movie emperor Bai Zhiyi.
He didn't bring much with him, so he packed it up quickly.
Due to the live broadcast, Xia Yan did not take out his phone to read the comments of netizens, but after thinking about it for a while, he knew that his reputation must be bad. I hope I don’t receive a desperate call from Wang Dazhuang tonight.
At worst... I can pretend I didn’t see it.
It’s so far away, and the other party can’t use the network cable to hit him.
Xia Yan gave himself a thumbs up for his wit.
The clock slowly walked to 6:15, and there was a knock on the door. Through the door, a slightly distorted voice came from outside: "Yanyan, are you okay?"
Xia Yan opened the door: "It's almost done."
"Then let's go down."
"Okay."
In the living room, the guests sat on the sofa in groups of three or four, taking out their mobile phones to calculate the food bill. Fang Xihua noticed something and said in a sinister tone: "Xia Yan still likes to be the last one to come out." He
also brought up the fact that Xia Yan was late in the morning.
Unfortunately, no one paid attention to him, and he got himself into trouble.
"Brother Tu Xi, you guys are down." Song Xueyang was typing away on a calculator. "Fei Yang and I just went to the grocery store and checked. Rice is two yuan a pound, chicken wings are ten yuan a pound, cabbage is three and a half yuan, tomatoes are three yuan..." "
There are eight of us, so we have to make at least six dishes, and the portions have to be big. The kitchen has all the seasonings and stuff, so we don't have to buy them. The program crew finally got some help."
It would be troublesome and expensive for the eight of them to cook their own meals, so it would be better to eat together.
Tu Xi took Xia Yan's hand and sat down: "Do any of you know how to cook?" "
..."
"…………"
"……"
Silence is the Cambridge tonight.
"I haven't cooked for many years, my hands are already numb..." Ruan Meixian smiled embarrassedly.
Song Xueyang whispered, "I can only make salad."
Zhong Feiyang: "Uh... I can eat."
Wei Junhao seldom spoke since he joined the program team. He was 1.8/1.9 meters tall, with sturdy and majestic facial features. He looked like a cool guy, and everyone looked at him.
He said speechlessly, "Do I look like I can cook?"
He died before he could accomplish his mission, and no one could cook the food well.
Xia Yan could cook some simple home-cooked dishes, but his job was to be a bad guy! He couldn't do such a fan-attracting thing as cooking, he really couldn't do it, he kept his mouth shut and pretended to be a dead man.
After an unknown amount of time, he heard someone speak timidly.
"I learned a little from my mother before, if you don't mind, let me do it."
It was Fang Xihua's voice.
Xia Yan dug up the memories in his mind. The original owner and Fang Xihua were bad friends. After he traveled through time, they only maintained a superficial friendship. He didn't know that he had this skill.
Well! It's good, I can have a meal.
The chef has been decided.
But we can't let people cook for free. Because everyone is poor, the other three couples will pay him five yuan each as a reward. Their family money is kept by Tu Xi, and Xia Yan does not interfere.
Song Xueyang only made a cold seaweed salad, free of charge.
The kitchen is open, and you can see the scene over there when sitting in the living room. The director is very mean. He knew that the audience wanted to see how the final meal was, but he turned off the live broadcast room.
He called it retaining the sense of surprise.
Please watch the rest of the online variety show later. One variety show, earning two bucks, what a business genius.
Xia Yan felt sorry for the netizens.
An hour later, Xia Yan smelled the burnt smell in the air and had a bad feeling in his heart. When the dishes were served, as expected... three of the six dishes were burnt.
Everyone's face was slightly gloomy and ugly, but because of the camera, they could only remain silent.
Fang Xihua himself couldn't bear to watch it anymore, so he quickly found an excuse and ran away: "You guys sit down first, I'll go serve you rice." The rice was made according to the instructions of the rice cooker, with a measuring cup, and it was cooked well.
"You said you could do a little, but it turns out you really could only do a little." Zhong Feiyang sighed and picked up the cold kelp shreds with chopsticks, "My wife still cooks the best."
If someone else said this, it would seem too harsh.
After all, they cooked for you, what else do you want when you're waiting to eat? But
Zhong Feiyang and Song Xueyang, one of them is an unreliable male neurotic, and the other is a coquettish and pretentious person. They always "talk unpleasantly", so everyone just thinks they are true to their nature.
Xia Yan tasted the three dishes that were not burnt one by one.
The stir-fried Chinese cabbage had too much salt and was too salty; the tomato and egg soup was too light; the chicken wings were probably not steamed, so only the outside was cooked, and there were blood streaks inside.
The only thing that was edible was the cold kelp shreds.
It's moderately salty, but a little spicy, which is not friendly to people who don't like spicy food. For example... Xia Yan looked to his side without leaving a trace. The man ate a few grains of rice without interest. His lips were red from the spiciness, and he was holding a water cup to fill it.
It's a bit pitiful.
Xia Yan can eat spicy food, but he doesn't like the taste of kelp and has no appetite.
The dinner ended unpleasantly.
At eight o'clock in the evening, Xia Yan took out a piece of clothing and covered the camera that had been turned off - this move was mainly to prevent accidents, and then went to the bathroom to wash up.
The bed in the room was very soft. As soon as I lay on it, I felt sleepy.
Many people sent messages on WeChat.
Wang Dazhuang: [Do you understand what I said? Cat is crazy.jpg]
Xia Yan: "..." Guilty and ignored.
Next one.
Liu Jinhao: [I watched today's live broadcast. Don't pay attention to the comments on the Internet. It's obvious that Tu Xi is not worthy of you.]
"..." Brother, your filter is too big.
Next one.
[Xia Yan, you have a boyfriend, congratulations.]
Half an hour later, the person sent another message: [That's right, it's normal for someone like you to have a boyfriend. I'm too greedy. Sorry, I disturb you.]
Xia Yan raised his eyes and looked at the name.
Hmm! I can't remember it.
The system interrupted: [It seems to be a man you hooked up with in a bar half a year ago.]
Unimportant people, Xia Yan thought about it and deleted the person.
Scrolling down, it was all jokes from a group of unimportant friends, until he scrolled to the end and saw a familiar name - Zhao Wenhan.
Zhao Wenhan: [It turns out that he is really your boyfriend.]
[Are you really not moved by me at all?]
[I really like you. I can provide you with the resources that Tu Xi can provide.]
Zhao Wenhan sent a long paragraph of mumbling, his words revealing anxiety and sadness, as if he would go through fire and water and give everything as long as Xia Yan said a word.
The young man pursed his rosy lips, and a hint of apology flashed across his eyes.
Since it is impossible, we should not give people hope. After hesitating for a moment, he sent a word of "I'm sorry" and deleted him before waiting for Zhao Wenhan's reply, and it was all over.
*
The night was deep and everything was quiet.
A black and stable Rolls-Royce drove into the gate of the villa, with a silver car logo shining. The driver got out of the car respectfully and opened the door, and a long leg stepped out from inside.
The man who got out of the car was about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, with fair skin, a pair of deep black eyes, a straight nose, and three-dimensional facial features, which made people's eyes light up.
He nodded to the driver, adjusted his cuffs, and strode into the room.
It was obviously late at night, but the villa was brightly lit. The servants seemed a little flustered, and faint sobbing sounds came from the sofa. Zhao Wenxu handed the briefcase to the butler and frowned slightly: "Who is crying?"
"It's... the young master." The butler whispered.
Zhao Wenxu paused as he was untying his tie, and the wrinkles between his brows deepened: "How long has he been crying?"
"Almost half an hour." The butler has served the Zhao family for generations, and watched the two brothers grow up. He can be said to be their relative, so he couldn't help but say a few more words: "After the young master came back a few days ago, he was in a bad mood. He stayed at home all the time and didn't go out to play. Today, he cried several times secretly."
Zhao Wenxu recently invested in a new project and was busy with work, neglecting his relatives.
He felt a little more apologetic: "I'll go and take a look."
The sofa in the living room was large and soft, and the pillows were thrown in a mess. The slender boy curled up, sobbing softly, and his tears wet his fair face, looking extremely pitiful.
The man lowered his voice: "Wenhan."
"Big, big brother, why are you back?" Zhao Wenhan's eyes were red, and he wiped his tears with his sleeves in panic, but the grievances and sadness in his heart kept pouring out, so that he couldn't control his tears. "
Why are you crying? Tell me if you have anything, and I will help you solve it."
The Zhao family is a loving couple, a harmonious family, no illegitimate children, and the two brothers have a good relationship. The eldest son, Zhao Wenxu, is calm, brave and resourceful. He inherited the family business and continued to make money.
The youngest son, Zhao Wenhan, is innocent and cute, compassionate, likes to paint, and became an art student after the college entrance examination. Inherited 20% of the shares and dividends, as well as most of the real estate.
He was born with a silver spoon in his mouth, and the first time he liked someone, he suffered a lot.
"Brother, I, I, I'm heartbroken." When Zhao Wenhan thought about sending a message, but was prompted that "you are no longer his friend", his mood collapsed again.
He hesitated, turned over and over, and spoke in a mess, and told the story between him and Xia Yan.
"I know he is a bad man and often changes boyfriends, but..." I didn't expect that he actually had a legitimate boyfriend and was cheating!
And I... still can't forget him.
He also wants to pry into the corner and be a mistress. He is so bad.
Zhao Wenxu listened to the whole "story" expressionlessly, and the air pressure around him became lower and lower, comparable to an air conditioner, which made people's scalps numb. He patted his brother's back soothingly, and squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "I won't let him go."
Dare to play with his brother's feelings, be prepared to be retaliated.
Just an artist, and an artist who participated in his investment. The man's eyes fell into the void, thinking of the document "Aiqing Island Tourism Development Plan" in the briefcase, and he already had a plan in his mind.
However--
"Brother." The younger brother's weak voice rang out.
"Wenhan, don't be afraid." He tried to use a gentle tone, but because he was used to being serious on weekdays, it seemed a little strange. "Brother will help you."
"But I, I..." "
?"
The boy closed his eyes and shouted with a fearless attitude: "But I don't want to take revenge on Xia Yan."
"??? "
"He, he is not that bad, just young, no, not very sensible." "
???"
"Let's give him another chance, he will definitely know his mistake." Age 19 Zhao Wenhan said so.
Zhao Wenxu lowered his eyes and looked at his brother's blushing and shy face. He knew in his heart that the worst thing had happened. His brother still had feelings for that scumbag.
Restraining the anger in his heart, he said calmly: "Then what do you want to do?"
"Brother, I remember that "Heartbeat Bang Bang" was invested by our company. I want to participate in the show... Of course, I don't want to force my way in, just let me be an NPC."
The boy's eyes changed from confusion to firmness little by little.
If he gets close to Xia Yan, can he let him see himself? Although it is immoral to do so, if he doesn't fight, he will regret it for the rest of his life.
Zhao Wenhan will never forget the scene when he first met Xia Yan.
At that time, he was returning home from a classmate party and happened to bump into Xia Yan's car that was stuck.
The dark sky, the dim street lights, the young man leaned against a landscape tree, his posture was casual and elegant, and the whole person seemed to be glowing. The young master was instantly seduced.
He stopped the car and spoke to him cautiously.
The young man seemed to be familiar with this kind of scene. He chatted with him casually and coaxed him around. After the young man left with the cart driver,
Zhao Wenhan realized that he did not ask for the contact information. He was
so sad that he couldn't sleep at night.
After that, he often drove to that road to wander around with a secret thought in his mind. Two months passed, when he gave up looking for him and prepared to treat him as a wonderful dream.
Xia Yan appeared unexpectedly.
In the bustling bar, psychedelic lights, and air filled with alcohol, he was like a fairy, held in the center by everyone, showing off his charm.
He let others go crazy for him, but he didn't care.
Even though she knew he was cold-hearted, she always felt that she could be the special one, and she was willing to risk everything for that tiny hope.
Pulling himself away from the memories, Zhao Wenhan stared at his elder brother’s gloomy expression and spoke cautiously: “Brother, is it okay?”
“……”
“…………”
“……”
Zhao Wenxu suddenly laughed, but that laugh was more terrifying than not laughing. He gritted his teeth and said: “Of course you can. Brother will go with you. I want to see how good he is?”
The young man burst into laughter: “Thank you, elder brother.”
*
Ai Xindao.
The director, who had gone to bed early, was awakened by the phone on the bedside table. He opened it and saw that it was a call from his sponsor. He quickly got up and said politely: "Hello, President Zhao, do you have any instructions for our variety show?"
"..."
"???" After a 10-second silence, the director suspected that he had heard it wrong, "You and your brother will be NPCs on our show together, without showing your face on the live broadcast, and all online variety shows will be cut off."
"Is there any problem?" The man's magnetic and elegant voice came over, with a bit of suppressed low pressure.
The director shuddered: "No problem, I will definitely get it done for you."
Click!
The phone was hung up.
The director sighed and lit a cigarette. Rich people these days are really strange, they rush to work for free, why would they appear on variety shows without showing their faces!
Work matters cannot be left to one's own headache, the director chose to pass on the sadness to others, and called the editor overnight, asking him to arrange the Zhao brothers in a reasonable way.
The editor: "..." I really would thank you.
After hanging up the phone, a staff member who had been watching the camera called again and said excitedly: "Director, Xia Yan and Tu Xi went downstairs. They didn't know there was a hidden camera. Now Xia Yan is cooking for Tu Xi."
"So?"
"Should we start the live broadcast? This segment will definitely be a hot search." "
What are you thinking? If everything is live, what will we broadcast online?" The director waved his hand and said, "Save all the videos and I will edit them later. A cold boyfriend during the day and a caring 'virtuous wife and mother' who makes midnight snacks at night. This contrast will definitely surprise netizens."
The director hung up the phone happily and fell asleep.
On the other side, the villa.
Xia Yan browsed Weibo for two hours with his secondary account. Whenever he saw someone scolding him, he would secretly like the post and occasionally express his agreement.
[You are right, Xia Yan is not worthy of Tu Xi.]
[I hope they break up soon.]
[Tu Xi will definitely find someone who loves him deeply in the future.] For example, the protagonist.
Time passed and a new day had arrived. Xia Yan rubbed his eyes and was about to go to bed when his phone dinged. Someone sent him a new message. Tu Xi: [Are you asleep?] [I am about to go to bed.] [Oh, I can't sleep.] After a pause of ten seconds, he sent another message, [I am so hungry. Do you want to go downstairs for a midnight snack
? There are self-heating hot pots in the canteen.] But the price is ridiculously expensive, eighty-eight per serving. They only had 300 yuan in total, and they spent 21 yuan on food in the evening, and gave Fang Xihua 5 yuan for hard work, so now they only had 274 yuan left. Xia Yan didn't feel hungry at first, but after Tu Xi said this, he suddenly felt empty in his stomach. "Well, now the live broadcast is closed, and there are no staff filming, so making a midnight snack... shouldn't be a big deal." He thought for a moment and replied: [No need for a self-heating hot pot, you give me 5 yuan, I'll go buy a bowl of noodles, and we'll eat together. ] [Okay. ] Tu Xi's reply was concise and clean, but in fact, a storm had already been set off in his heart. "!!!!" Yan Yan wants to cook for him! ! So excited! Thanks to the variety show, thanks to the director, thanks to Fang Xihua's poor cooking skills. Tu Xi walked to the living room in a daze as if she had drunk alcohol, and obediently took out five yuan to give to Xia Yan. The canteen is open 24 hours a day. Under the salesperson's puzzled gaze, Xia Yan bought a long and thin white noodle. There were eggs and cabbage left over from dinner in the refrigerator. First, fry the poached eggs until both sides are golden brown, add water to boil, use the eggs to make a simple soup, then add the noodles, and finally cook the cabbage. Xia Yan brought over two bowls of noodles and pushed one to Tu Xi. "Eat breakfast and go to bed after that." "Okay, thank you Yanyan." The soft and tender noodles, the golden poached eggs, and the emerald green vegetables make people's appetite open. Tu Xi couldn't wait to pick it up with chopsticks. It was moderately salty and everything was just right. Xia Yan's cooking skills are naturally not as good as those of a professional chef, but compared with Fang Xihua, it is more than enough. The lights in the living room were not turned on, only a warm yellow light above the restaurant shone directly over, which looked very warm. For a moment, Tu Xi felt that they were like a couple who had been married for many years, enjoying a sweet daily life at home. "It's delicious. This is the best noodles I have ever eaten." The man said softly. Xia Yan: "..." Damn, why is the protagonist better at sweet talk than him. It must be that he didn't study during this period, and he wants to relive the "lights and wine" tonight. Thinking of this, he quickened his eating speed. Five minutes later. Xia Yan put down his bowl and chopsticks: "I'm done eating, I'll go upstairs first, remember to wash the dishes." Tu Xi, who was left behind: "..." Today is also a day when Yan Yan is unromantic. * Eight o'clock in the morning, the sky was bright. The director shouted a few words downstairs with a loudspeaker, asking everyone to gather in the living room for a mission. As a romance variety show, it is impossible to let the artists spend a week with a pitiful few hundred yuan, and they don't want to be reported for being demanding guests. The live camera was turned on again. Director: "Good morning, everyone is full of energy after a night's rest. It's time to complete the task."
"Ah... is someone talking?"
"I didn't hear it." Song Xueyang said in a low voice, "I didn't eat enough yesterday. I was so hungry that I couldn't sleep. How could I have the energy?"
The movie emperor and his wife didn't say anything, but they looked listless.
The director pretended not to hear their complaints and continued shamelessly: "Very good, I knew that you all had confidence and hard work. Now let me announce today's tasks."
"Ace Island is a couple's island with five couple's sanctuaries. Your task today is to go to these five places and check in and take photos."
"You can take the bus, ride a bicycle, or walk, but you are not allowed to take a taxi."
"First place prize: one thousand yuan." The director applauded first, "Isn't it a lot? Enough for you to have a big dinner tonight."
"Second place, eight hundred; third place, six hundred; fourth place, four hundred."
"Please work together, four groups of guests, to win first place."
Once you come to the variety show, you must abide by the rules of the variety show. Even if you are really tired and don't want to leave, you must go out and complete the task.
After the death dinner last night, no one said they wanted to cook in the morning, and they all went out tacitly.
There are many breakfast shops near the villa. Xia Yan and his friends had the least initial capital, so they chose a bun shop and bought eight buns and two cups of soy milk, which cost them twenty yuan.
Xia Yan had no idea about the mission.
A shabby day, becoming a burden to Tu Xi, and being disliked by netizens.
Get a new method.
Tu Xi: "Ai Xin Island is quite remote, and it is not included in the online map. We will buy a map later and determine the locations of the five check-in points first."
Xia Yan swallowed the bun: "Okay."
The map cost thirty-five yuan.
Tu Xi looked at the complicated map for ten minutes: "Let's take bus No. 12 to check in at Swan Lake, and then follow this..."
With a bony finger, he pointed to a narrow path and said: "Ride a shared bicycle to check in at the Marriage Tree, so you don't have to take the bus around."
Xia Yan stared at it for three seconds.
Ah! I don't understand.
Forget it, just nod.
"Then let's go, goal!!! First place." Tu Xi took the young man's hand. After holding hands all day yesterday, Xia Yan had become desensitized to it and let him hold it.
But he didn't notice that the moment someone lowered his head, there was a satisfied smile.
Tu Xi didn't know why Xia Yan would pursue her? There was clearly no love in his eyes. Maybe he was after his fame, or maybe it was for money.
He struggled and hesitated, but finally he couldn't resist the temptation and agreed to the other party.
After dating, Tu Xi found that Xia Yan was very sensitive to physical touch. You two brothers put your arms around his shoulders, but he didn't notice it.
But if you make an ambiguous move, you have to pretend to be indifferent even though you want to run eight meters away in your heart.
It's probably the so-called... man's self-esteem.
It's just right, through the variety show, do more actions, and give Xia Yan a "desensitization" treatment.
When he gets used to himself, it's time for the hunter to hunt.
*
The live broadcast room is divided into four groups by couples. If you want to watch someone's live broadcast, you can click directly.
Among the four live broadcast rooms, Tu Xi and Xia Yan have the highest traffic, followed by the Mee Mee combination, the actor couple, and finally Fang Xihua and Wei Junhao.
"Youth Diary" is currently in theaters, and the two have a large group of CP fans, so it stands to reason that the ranking should not be so low.
But Wei Junhao is really too cold.
The gap between him and the young man in the movie, who is cold on the outside but warm on the inside and willing to give everything for the person he likes, is too big. Many CP fans can't bear this hardship, their fantasies are shattered, and they can only cry and leave.
The most interesting is the Mee Mee combination, which makes everyone laugh.
The actor couple has been married for many years, and they have the sedimentation of years. The love and tacit understanding between their hands and feet have aroused many people's envy, and they wish that after marriage, they can be as happy as them.
The Tu Xi combination... is very wonderful.
At the beginning, their group had the highest traffic, but they were in a hurry the whole time and didn't communicate with netizens. Xia Yan was like a vase, only saying "yeah, ohh".
Many people were bored and ran away.
But after watching for a long time... the more you watch, the more you enjoy it.
[Xia Yan is so well-behaved! No matter what Tu Xi said, he nodded, with a henpecked look, which inexplicably touched my cute spot. ]
[I was scolding Xia Yan for being a scumbag before, but now looking at him, I feel that he is like a ten-year-old child who can be kidnapped with a lollipop and overflowing with motherly love. ]
[Although I didn't say a word, I always believe in you. I'm so upset. ]
[Xia Yan is obviously a burden. He lets Xixi do everything. What are you looking at? ]
[It's better than the Fang Xihua group next door, they are arguing over which road to take. ]
[They don't dare to compare with the movie emperor, nor do they dare to compare with Song Xueyang and others. They only dare to pick a short guy who is a business CP to bully. You guys are really awesome. ]
...
People who like Xia Yan are basically fans of his looks, and they have no fighting power. After being scolded by Tu Xi's fans, they dared not say anything in shame.
Tu Xi's fans won a great victory and started to dominate the screen.
[What does it matter if you curse hard? As long as Tu Xi likes it. ]
Fans: [...] Shut up!
*
Tu Xi is worthy of being a 985 academic master with first-class calculation ability. He clocked in the fastest and got a bonus of one thousand, instantly "getting out of poverty and becoming rich".
The movie emperor and his wife came in second place and received 800 yuan.
Surprisingly, the third place went to Wei Junhao and Fang Xihua. Halfway through the walk, they started arguing, one wanted to go left and the other wanted to go right.
Wei Junhao was angry and ignored Fang Xihua in the end, and went his own way.
Fang Xihua cursed him in her heart, but could only follow him with a wronged look on her face. In the end, Wei Junhao's route was right, and they arrived at the scenic spot smoothly.
But even so, Wei Junhao was scolded by CP fans, saying that he has a bad temper and doesn't know how to be gentle.
Fang Xihua attracted a large number of sympathetic fans.
As for Song Xueyang and Zhong Feiyang...these two people had too much fun and couldn't find the way until dark. Not only did they fail to complete the mission, but they also lost themselves and couldn't come back.
The director opened a new project on the spot.
Emergency rescue service, only 500 yuan.
Xia Yan: "..."