The next day, Ziyi looked at the schedule Li Haizhen had written for her. It was still only 30 seconds long. She looked up to the sky and lamented, "Why is every day so difficult?"
"Didn't you do a great job yesterday? Xiao Li prepared all the equipment for you. Today you are the cleaning girl."
Li Haizhen waved his hand, and Li Xinyu brought over a set of clothes specially used by the crew's cleaners. "I went to the production team to get them. They're new, Xiaozi."
Ziyi: ...
"What does a cleaner need to do?" She could pretend to be a staff member, pass water, deliver things, pass messages, etc., but the new job involved her blind spot.
"Sweep the floor, mop the floor," Li Haizhen even prepared equipment and gave on-site instruction. "Don't you have to clean up when you're in school? Doesn't the school always organize a general cleaning?"
How come he is so grown up but can't even do a simple hygiene job?
Ziyi blushed, "When I'm on duty, I tell the auntie that she will come and help me. The students in the class are all the same. If the parents come to pick up the children, they will do the cleaning. If the children are enrolled in a daycare center, the daycare teacher will do it."
Anyway, they don't have to do it themselves. If a student has to do it themselves because his parents don't come to pick him up, other adults will do the work because they can't bear to see it, leaving only a few insignificant tasks for the students.
The only skill Ziyi has at the moment is wiping the blackboard, after all, she has to wipe it at the end of every class.
Li Haizhen was silent for a long time, and finally said: "Six, you really are a real master who has never touched water."
Ziyi: ...
Ziyi, who had been without life skills for many years, was forced to pick up the mop today and began to train at home under Li Haizhen's devilish training. It was also at this time that she suddenly regretted buying such a villa. If it was a flat, at least it was on one floor and she could see the end of her work.
There is so much cleaning to do in the three-story villa that you can't even see the end of it. Even the stair railings have to be cleaned.
"Teacher Li, it's almost done." Ziyi rubbed her waist. "Don't we have those labor-saving mops? Let's change to one. This one still needs to be wrung by hand, and the water is so dirty."
Even Ziyi, who doesn't have any mysophobia, couldn't stand it anymore. It's really hard for an average person to endure wringing out a mop with bare hands.
Li Haizhen looked at Li Xinyu, but Li Xinyu didn't understand what Li Haizhen's expression meant.
Li Haizhen: "Why do you need to twist the tiles by hand? I understand that wooden floors are afraid of water soaking, but just take them down and step on them twice and they'll be fine."
Ziyi:!!!
"I didn't see you twisting your hands!"
"I was just teaching you the basics, a simple demonstration." Li Haizhen was also helpless. "I thought you were smart and thought you would understand it as soon as you thought about it. Who knew you were so honest?"
Ziyi: ...
Li Haizhen is indeed everyone's nemesis.
Ziyi wore a hat and a mask, and wore the special clothes for the cleaning staff of the program team. She lowered her head and went to each rehearsal room to mop the floor, pick up bottles, and clean up.
Some artists act like decent people in front of the camera, but when the camera isn't on them, they have almost no manners. Even if someone is picking up bottles with a garbage bag, they will throw the garbage aside and say, "Hey, come and clean up here."
Ziyi: ...
Not wanting to cause trouble, he quietly walked over with a gesture of "world peace today", picked up the garbage, and quickly left the rehearsal room, not caring whether the rehearsal room was cleaned thoroughly or not.
Soon, she moved to Qin Yuhuan's rehearsal room. Unlike the previous time when she was just slacking off, Ziyi put all her life's knowledge into it and cleaned every spot diligently. She wiped Qin Yuhuan's seat three times with a new rag. If it weren't for the lack of equipment and skills, she probably could have waxed it on the spot.
Cleaning was the artists' break time. Qin Yu happily handed a bottle of water to Ziyi and said, "What should I do? I don't have any pretty assistant girls today, but I've discovered a new world."
Ziyi: ...
"Just shut up."
No wonder Qin Yuhuan’s previous agent and Fang Jinyao always told her to talk less. When this person gets naughty, she’s full of bad intentions.
To call her the white moonlight is not appropriate enough. Qin Yuhuan's true character is simply a white glutinous rice dumpling with black sesame filling.
Qin Yuhuan was getting more and more arrogant. The dyeing factory was about to open. "The cleaning lady has such a bad temper. Don't you really want to consider it? I can support you with 5.20 yuan a day. If you miss me, it's your loss. It's 5.20 yuan, not 52 cents."
Ziyi: ...
"Don't force me to give you 52 so that you can shut up. If you do that, I will get high scores when I get the persuasion group, you know, it deserves to be pinned to the top of the confidence quote."
Qin Yu laughed non-stop, "Our sister who only studies finance actually knew to persuade us to divide into groups. It's not easy."
Ziyi: ...
Isn't that because there are people who surf the Internet all day long and eat melons endlessly? There is no melon in the world that Qin Yuhuan doesn't eat.
Ever since she got together with Qin Yuhuan, and because of her frequent sharing, now when she hears the name of someone in the entertainment industry, the first thought that pops up in her mind is: He looks a bit stupid, go ask Qin Yuhuan if this person has any black material.
In a short while, Qin Yuhuan would send her a bunch of explosive posts as numerous as a skyscraper, with the caption: There is no solid evidence, but it looks quite exciting, I'll wait and see.
Ziyi: ...
Only at this time did she and Agent Fang Da have a deep resonance of soul.
The two of them were happily chatting with each other, one willing to argue and the other willing to be beaten, when Shu Baizhu suddenly walked towards them.
Ziyi's hands immediately clenched the mineral water bottle. A flicker of doubt flashed across her eyes, but she quickly calmed down. She suppressed the discomfort that was rising, but her hoarse voice still revealed her nervousness when she spoke: "It's her."
Qin Yuhuan stood in front of Ziyi and said, "Don't be afraid, go home first."
"Xiao Zi, let's talk." Shu Baizhu took a deep breath and met Ziyi's eyes through Qin Yuhuan. "Just five minutes. Even if you think I'm disgusting right now, I still need these five minutes."
"You step back, fifty meters. I need two minutes to think about it." After Ziyi said that, she began to drink water in big gulps. Shu Baizhu noticed that there was sweat on her forehead, and it seemed that she had endured it to the extreme.
Shu Baizhu nodded lightly, and as he stepped back, his eyes never left Zhiyi.
The other three people in the rehearsal room keenly noticed that the atmosphere was not right, but out of propriety, they did not ask too many questions. They just quietly watched the show from the side, and at the same time, they were on guard against a fight between the two people who had been "at odds" for a while.
If a fight really breaks out, it will be too ugly.
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