After waiting for more than two hours, Shen Ci fell asleep as soon as he got on the plane, while Wei Shuo was posing and taking photos crazily, preparing to upload them to Weibo after getting off the plane.

This is Wei Shuo's professional habit as an internet celebrity. Almost every one of his thousands of Weibo posts is accompanied by various photos.

Shen Ci lay on the small table and stared at Wei Shuo in a daze: "Sometimes I suspect that you and Yang Wei are half-twins. You are both so crazy about posting selfies."

Wei Shuo rolled his eyes at him and said, "This is called 'building a self-image in a virtual society', okay? Also, don't compare me with that sissy who begs a rich woman to support him every day!"

Shen Ci: "Can we talk properly and not act so pretentiously?"

Wei Shuo laughed: "No, pretending to be cool is my primary productivity."

Shen Ci: “…”

After the plane landed, the program team sent a special minibus to pick up Shen Ci and Shao Jinhuan to stay at the hotel. They had a small gathering in the evening, and the next day the entire program crew set off for the destination together.

The second day's filming started when the stars woke up.

When Zhang and the cameraman opened the door, they saw Shen Ci sleeping in a mess, with his pajamas almost completely opened. He quickly covered the camera with his hand and said, "Wait, wait a minute——"

He hurriedly helped Shen Ci cover the white area, waking him up.

Zhang was worried and told the cameraman: "The picture I took when I just entered the door... please delete it! It's so sloppy and stupid. It really ruins the image of our Da Yun Xiao."

The photographer said "OK", and then provided an encrypted double backup.

He firmly believed that based on this valuable video material, the director would definitely give him processing fees!

Shen Ci got up, washed up, yawned, and left the hotel with his luggage following Brother Zhang.

The program crew's minibus was the same one from yesterday, but the driver was replaced by a tall, honest, dark-skinned man who looked like a local.

"Why can't I go!" Wei Shuo put his hands on his hips and was negotiating with the director team.

The director was also helpless: "This is stipulated in the contract. You haven't signed a contract with our variety show, so you can't catch up."

Wei Shuo gritted his teeth and said, "Okay... Then I'll find a car myself!"

The director let out a long breath and said perfunctorily, "Okay, okay."

Wei Shuo clicked his tongue when he heard this, and immediately dragged his luggage to rent a car.

"..." Shen Ci looked at his angry back, wondering if he would see Wei Shuo getting a Bentley or a Ferrari on the set later.

All the participants were gathered in this minibus and drove to the destination.

Shen Ci had read the information given by the program team before. They needed to open a B&B in a poor mountain village where a road had just been opened, and at the same time cooperate with the poverty alleviation project issued by the local government.

Therefore, the living conditions he faced might be quite difficult. At first, Shen Ci didn't take it seriously, but he was beaten by life as soon as he set out.

As soon as the minibus climbed up the mountain road, it began to shake wildly. The road was very steep and straight up and down, like a low-end roller coaster.

The artists who were used to city life were tortured to the point of turning pale. Shen Ci couldn't even sleep and almost vomited in the car.

"Is it too late to pay the compensation if we breach the contract now..." Shen Ci said weakly towards the camera.

The director didn't answer him, but started vomiting violently with the vomit bag opened.

After finally enduring the devilish two-hour drive, Shen Ci almost fell to the ground when he got off the car.

Shao Jinhuan quickly supported him. Although he didn't look any better, he still asked with concern, "Are you okay?"

Shen Ci was afraid that he would spit on him, so he quickly moved away: "It's okay, it's okay..."

Shao Jinhuan's hands froze, and Shen Ci suddenly realized that even if it was just an "ordinary acquaintance", this kind of resistance was a bit hurtful, and he quickly added: "Thank you for helping me, I was just afraid of vomiting on you--"

"Oh my god! This, this, this..."

A staff member behind me exclaimed, followed by a murmur of discussion.

Shen Ci raised his head subconsciously.

A large group of simply dressed local residents stood in front of them, all of them looked excited, and some even began to wipe their tears with joy.

Above their heads, there was a brand new red banner: Warmly welcome the "Perfect Homestay" program team to guide the development of the village's tourism industry!

All staff & actors: "???"

Shen Ci's legs went weak again and he almost bowed to this group of enthusiastic villagers.

***

The village chief was extremely excited and enthusiastic. He kept explaining while leading the way, from the legendary origin of the village and Peach Blossom Spring to how many chickens there were in Old Wang's house at the village entrance, and frantically hinted at the director to promise something.

The director who was chatting with me was overwhelmed. He just wanted to make a variety show to earn ratings and make a living, so how could he be accused of such a great responsibility of poverty alleviation? !

He could only keep making excuses for the village chief, but the village chief continued his bombing without getting discouraged.

The village chief took them to different large courtyards, which seemed to be the homes of better-off families in the village, and they had to stay there temporarily.

Shen Ci was assigned to a house at the entrance of the village, and he quickly went in with Brother Zhang to sit down and rest.

Only the hostess and the youngest son were at home. The hostess was a woman in her forties, and she cheerfully asked Shen Ci to just call her "Auntie Liu".

After taking a sip of water, Shen Ci said, "Sister Liu, I'm sorry to trouble you these two days."

Sister Liu smiled in surprise: "What's the problem? It's just a matter of adding an extra pair of chopsticks for meals. You two can just stay here with me without any worries."

Brother Zhang patted Shen Ci's head with satisfaction, then continued the conversation with Sister Liu.

There was a faint rumbling sound of an engine outside the house. Shen Ci had rested for a while and had recovered. He went out to take a look out of curiosity.

A shabby tractor was approaching in front of us, spewing out black diesel smoke. It was approaching with a deafening "thump thump" sound of the engine, and it looked very unruly.

A dark-skinned villager wearing a straw hat was driving happily, and behind him sat a man in bright and fancy clothes - Wei Shuo?!

Wei Shuo's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. He was wearing trendy clothes and branded luggage, which looked out of place sitting in the tractor. It looked like he had been directly copied from a certain picture show and photoshopped into it. The style of the painting was simply cross-dimensional.

The picture was so bizarre that Shen Ci couldn't stand it and almost vomited milk from laughing.

Wei Shuo spotted Shen Ci with his sharp eyes, and quickly asked the uncle to stop, then jumped down with his luggage.

"Shen Ci, laugh again!" Wei Shuo roared.

Shen Ci squatted on the ground, holding his stomach, and smiled until his face was stiff and painful: "Where is your productivity? Is that all?"

Wei Shuo wanted to poke out Shen Ci's eyes and tamper with and erase his memory at the same time.

"What can I do? This place is too remote!"

"The road is so difficult to get to that no Didi is willing to run here! I don't know the road when I rent a car, and they said that only people from the village dare not go on this road."

"I originally wanted to take the bus, but the road had just been opened and there were no cars!"

"If it weren't for this old man who came to save me...you wouldn't be able to see me today!"

Shen Ci expressed his deep sympathy for Wei Shuo, and while continuing to laugh crazily, he also sent a message to the gaming group, and tears immediately flowed through the group.

Out of ten people crying, nine are laughing, and one is laughing wildly.

Wei Shuo was instantly possessed by Shen Bie, and was so angry that he was about to smoke. If it weren't for the fact that Shen Ci was reluctant to move, he would have jumped up and started beating him.

***

At noon, the three of them stayed at Sister Liu's house for lunch. Sister Liu's husband also came back from farming.

Sister Liu cooked the dish. Shen Ci tried to take a bite but almost spit it out.

Seeing that Zhang Ge and Wei Shuo also looked pale but ate calmly, Shen Ci endured it and swallowed it as well.

Shen Ci poked the hard, partially heated steamed bun again and felt a little hesitant. Could this thing really be eaten?

Sister Liu came over with a few bowls of soup, smiling brightly: "I heard from my boyfriend that you southerners like to eat rice and drink soup! I made seaweed egg drop soup specially for you!"

A large bowl of soup was placed in front of Shen Ci. Shen Ci looked down and saw a lot of seaweed and scrambled eggs soaked in the soup.

Shen Ci: “…”

He picked up a large ball of seaweed with his chopsticks, and unexpectedly picked up a large ball of seaweed, so a large amount of scrambled eggs were left in the bowl soaking in the soup.

Shen Ci: “…………”

He put down the seaweed, picked up the bowl, took a sip of the soup, and sipped it carefully.

Mm, it tastes like boiled water.

After taking a big sip, Liu's husband gave her a thumbs up and praised her sincerely, "My wife's cooking is the best! All the restaurants out there are so crappy!"

Sister Liu pretended to be angry and said coquettishly: "What are you talking about! Even eating can't stop you from talking!"

Her husband smiled innocently, lowered his head and began to eat his meal, fearing that the guests would take his share.

"..." Shen Ci completely doubted his life.

Anyway, he promised that he would never be picky about food again when he returned home...

***

In the afternoon, all the performers were taken to the small building where they were going to run a bed and breakfast, which was also the business they wanted to develop in this variety show.

There are four three-story buildings in total. They may have been renovated in recent years and look very new.

Nearly twenty people in fashionable and conspicuous clothes stood in front of the small building, and there were many cameras set up. It looked very grand, and the villagers who rushed over watched them as if they were looking at monkeys.

"Alas, we originally wanted to build some hotels to develop the tourism industry, but no one came." The village chief sighed in his half-English Mandarin.

"Before the New Year, the county called us and told us that a TV station was coming. I was so excited!" The village chief's eyes lit up, and he suddenly shook the director's hand and burst into tears of gratitude: "You must help our village get rid of poverty!"

The director could only nod reluctantly: "We'll try our best..."

The rest of the time was spent filming the stars carefully inspecting the hotel and proposing renovation plans.

When it comes to discussions and negotiations, disagreements are inevitable, and cameras are set up in all directions, waiting to capture exciting scenes that may lead to conflicts.

Shen Ci read silently by himself, taking notes in his little notebook, not daring to join in the discussion.

There are a total of 6 regular guests participating in this program, half of them are men and half are women. In addition to Shao Jinhuan, there is another guest that Shen Ci doesn't want to see - Jiang Shu.

If he joined the discussion... Shen Ci was afraid that Jiang Shu would find fault with him for no reason.

Shen Ci's move away from the center of the discussion seemed to please Jiang Shu. She did not come to cause trouble, but was happily chatting and laughing in the center position surrounded by the cameras.

Shen Ci suddenly understood why she had made things difficult for herself during the last commercial shoot. It was probably because he had stolen her attention.

He is also a poor man struggling in the world of fame and fortune.

In the evening, Shen Ci went back to Sister Liu's house for dinner. This time he was smart enough to have a meal at another house before going back, thus saving himself the trouble of eating.

But when it came time to go to bed, Shen Ci was in trouble again.

Although the room was a little small and old, it was clean and simple. The only thing that made Shen Ci uncomfortable was that the bed was too hard...

Shen Ci glanced at the camera in the corner of the room and said helplessly, "I suspect the production team is deliberately making fun of us."

In the WeChat chat group organized by the variety show, many people have the same problem.

The three girls in particular sighed and complained in the group, but the staff had no choice but to play dead.

Shen Ci responded, "Yeah! You'll definitely feel sore all over when you wake up tomorrow..."

As soon as he finished, Jiang Shu suddenly posted a selfie: "Sisters, I seem to have some pimples on my face, what should I do?"

The beauty's selfie immediately became a hot topic, and now many staff members also joined in the screen-sweeping.

The post that Shen Ci had posted earlier was pushed up alone, and when the other two female artists briefly replied, they were also immediately pushed down.

Shen Ci felt a little embarrassed, so he locked his phone, stood by the bed and began to think hard about how to solve the problem of the bed being too hard.

Or spread out the clothes? Oh, I regret not bringing my own blanket.

There was a knock on the door, and Shen Ci went to open it in surprise.

The door opened, and Sister Liu smiled at him cheerfully: "Xiao Ci, a friend of yours said he wanted to come and hang out with you, and give you something! So I brought him here!"

After she finished speaking, she moved aside, revealing Shao Jinhuan who was standing silently behind her.

He walked into the room with his head slightly lowered, with several layers of bedding tucked under his arms. Shen Ci suddenly had a bad feeling.

Shao Jinhuan said calmly, "I got you some thick quilts. Can you spread them over?"

Shen Ci: “…”

No need to!