Chapter 162: Improper

"This time, the grouping will be left to the live broadcast room audience to vote, and the two people with the highest number of votes will automatically form a group." The director did not keep it a secret.

This means that it is up to the audience to decide who will be in a group. There

is one more unknown than the male and female guests choosing each other. After all, no one can guarantee that the person voted by the fans is the same as the couple they want to form the most. There is one

more certainty than a random draw. After all, the romance variety show has been broadcast for so long, and the fans of the popular couples are large, so the vote should not be wrong.

But there is a very important question.

Jiang Mi asked, "Director, when will the voting end?"

As soon as Jiang Mi said this, the director smiled and made a three with his hand.

Jiang Mi frowned slightly. The thing she least wanted to happen still happened. "That is to say, fans can keep voting during these three days. It is possible that today they are in group AB, but tomorrow AC will have higher votes, so they will be in group AC."

The director clapped his hands vigorously. "That's what it means. The votes change, and the groups will change in real time."

In real time, even more fun.

Qin Ling couldn't help but blurt out, "Swap the wife on the spot?"

Wife swap.

What a lewd word!

Jiang Mi coughed, and her porcelain-white cheeks turned slightly red.

Gu Chuan immediately patted her back with his palm, neither light nor heavy.

Jiang Mi coughed twice to slow down, shook her head and complained in a low voice, "Qin Ling is not serious."

Gu Chuan was very serious, "I am serious, and there will always be only you."

"Cough cough!" Jiang Mi coughed again after finally stopping.

Qin Ling also realized that what he said was not right, and hurriedly added, "Change, change husbands!"

Is there a big difference between changing wives and changing husbands?

All the guests were respectable people, and they refused to pick up Qin Ling's words.

The director originally thought that the CP grouping format that Fei Jinbala came up with was quite interesting, but why did Qin Ling say that it was so inappropriate.

"Ahem, change teammates, change teammates, then, that, audience friends, these are the last two episodes of our show, if you want to see which CP, hurry up and vote in the live broadcast room."

After the director finished speaking, he quickly looked up at the sky.

Shen Mingxuan was delayed for a while when he came, and now the sun is almost up.

"Today's lunch mission is for everyone to work together to cook a farm meal, and then start a happy country life. Okay, let's get started."

Bai Ruanruan was pleased when she heard this. She was very good at cooking. At this time, she saw Jiang Mi frowning, and she immediately thought of something.

Jiang Mi was a rich girl, and she had never touched a finger since she was a child. How could she cook?

Jiang Mi would be at a loss in the kitchen and feel very embarrassed. But she would be very cool and neat, and she would definitely be better than Jiang Mi.

"Director, why don't we each cook a dish? That way it will be faster." Bai Runrun deliberately said halfway, glanced at Jiang Mi, and then pretended to be pretentious, "Oh, Mimi, I forgot you can't cook. Then Director, just pretend I didn't say anything."

"You've already said it, and you're pretending you didn't say it. Aren't you tired of thinking so much about one sentence?" Jiang Mi smiled.

Bai Runrun bit her lip and was about to say something to be pitiful, but Jiang Mi said, "Let's not each cook a dish. Let's have a cooking competition. Whoever loses will walk back and forth ten times on the mountain road in high heels."

Ten times?

She would be exhausted after walking one time.

Bai Runrun was about to refuse, but then she thought that Jiang Mi didn't know how to cook at all, so she couldn't win. The reason why Jiang Mi was so confident was that Gu Chuan would help her.

Bai Runrun immediately said hurriedly, "Since it's a competition, it should be fair and just. You can only do it yourself and can't ask others for help."

Jiang Mi curled her lips lazily, and just as she was about to speak, a more excited mocking voice came out. Lu Yu couldn't stand it, "Bai Runrun, are you the director? You make all the rules?" Bai Runrun's

face turned pale when she heard this, and she quickly explained, "I don't mean that, it's just, it's just... ..."

At this time, the director thought for a moment and said, "It's okay to have a cooking competition, and the bet is also valid, but it can't be just the two of you competing, and all the guests can participate. However, considering that our kitchens are not big enough and ten people can't cook, we should form a group of two and divide the food freely. In the end, invite the villagers to come and taste the food and vote."

To this, all the guests had no opinion, but they looked at Bai Ruanruan with cold eyes and disgust.

Cooking together should have been such a warm scene, but Bai Ruanruan wanted to show off because she was good at cooking, and she kept provoking Jiang Mi and had to make trouble. It was really annoying.

Bai Ruanruan was also aware of other people's eyes, but she didn't care, except for Mr. Fu.

Bai Ruanruan was anxious to see Mr. Fu, wanting to invite him to a group. She could cook, so she would win the competition.

But when she turned around, she saw Mr. Fu pushing his wheelchair towards Jiang Mi.

Bai Runrun cursed in her heart, and rushed over to block Mr. Fu's wheelchair, "Mr. Fu, I can cook, you just sit in the wheelchair and don't move, I will definitely help you win."

Mr. Fu glanced at Bai Runrun coldly, then turned his head to look at Jiang Mi and Gu Chuan, and saw that the two were whispering to each other, very close, and his eyebrows became even colder.

Bai Runrun had been staring at Mr. Fu, so she naturally noticed this.

Mr. Fu is her last fish, without him, she really has no chance of turning over, and she must not let Mr. Fu go!

So, Bai Runrun went over again in a soft voice.

And over there.

Jiang Mi whispered to Gu Chuan, "What are we going to do?"

The girl's lips were soft, fragrant and warm. Gu Chuan's voice tightened a little, "Miss, I'll make whatever you want to eat."

The man's voice was already low and magnetic. When he said the word "Miss" with a light bite, it added a sexy flavor of insubordination.

Jiang Mi's heart trembled, and her fair cheeks blushed. "Well, we are now competing. We should make what the villagers like to eat. As for what I like, we'll talk about it when we get back."

Gu Chuan thought for a moment and smiled softly, "Okay, I promise to make it to your satisfaction."

Jiang Mi looked up at him, her peach blossom eyes blinking, and a strange light flashed inside.

Gu Chuan did not avoid it, and looked at her with his black eyes burning.

After a while, Jiang Mi scolded him, "You are not serious at all."