The whole company draws lots online, and the variety show is lined up

"It's Northeast Bank, so you can't say no!"

Song Chuyi's righteous words stunned You Qu, who even felt as if he had done something wrong.

However, on the way over, when I came to my senses, I looked at the straight little figure in front of me and couldn't help but smile.

[Hehehe: Hahaha, Northeastern silver can say that it is not good enough. ]

[The salted fish turned over a new leaf: A girl from the first year of junior high school raised the status of Northeastern women's silver with her own efforts. ]

[I still feel sleepy when I wake up: I want to ship the two girls together for some reason~ I am still not satisfied, and the CP is rising! ]

【Lunch is full: still wanting more! 】

I don’t know what the atmosphere between Song Chuyi and You Qu is that made so many netizens ship them as a couple. Mo Hepu said that he didn’t understand.

Song Chuyi, Youqu: It seems as if we can understand it. e-(?д??)

Halfway through the walk, Song Chuyi's steps suddenly stopped. You Qu was still feeling strange when he saw her turn around and look at her.

"I don't know where you put the finished furniture?"

Looking at Song Chuyi's silly look, You Qu pursed his lips slightly, trying to hold back a laugh, but the upward smile betrayed himself.

Although she is not an artist, she has seen too much intrigue in the entertainment industry in the company, and she thought that Song Chuyi and Wen Chen were people who were not easy to get along with.

I was extremely nervous along the way, but after getting along with them, I felt like we were just neighbors, without any airs at all.

With Yuqu directing the way, they walked further and further away.

They chatted more and more happily, and their voices could still be vaguely heard in the yard.

"How old are you?"

"I was born in 98. I think I should be younger than you."

The jujube tree in the yard swayed slightly in the wind, as if it was happy to witness a friendship.

When all the sleeping people woke up one after another, Wen Chen touched his stomach and felt a little hungry.

It was afternoon when they arrived. After cleaning up and taking a nap, they estimated that it was almost time for lunch.

"Oh shit, my phone is gone. I'm a little uncomfortable with it."

Song Chuyi couldn't help but sigh that as a contemporary young person, a mobile phone is basically an indispensable item when going out.

It can be said that you can’t be without your keys, and you can’t be without your cell phone.

I had to put away my phone when I was on the show, and it was a little strange at first.

From time to time, he would habitually touch his trouser pocket, and would be startled if he found it empty. Then he would be a beat slower to realize that he was being filmed.

No one knew where Guanghui had gone, so the three of them decided to go to the kitchen first to see if there was anything edible and cook some meal.

Before coming, the suitcases were inevitably checked by the program crew, and things like snacks, instant noodles, self-heating hot pots, etc. were confiscated.

If you want to eat, you can only use local ingredients.

The kitchen and firewood room are together, perhaps so that they can be connected to the fire pit in the house in winter, and are located behind the house.

Outside the kitchen, there are several acres of vegetable fields. Although the area is not large, it grows a wide variety of crops.

Entering the kitchen, there was a cement sink and an earthen stove commonly seen in rural areas.

A sign from the program crew was posted on the simple wall: All items in the wooden house can be used during the recording of the program.

Wen Chen looked down at the earthen stove. Although he knew how to cook, he used a gas stove at home. He felt a little embarrassed when faced with such a primitive stove.

"Can you light a clay stove?"

Song Chuyi glanced at the stove, blinked, and scratched his head.

Although she is from Northeast China, she also has an earthen stove and other things.

But at home, it is my parents who cook in the kitchen, and if I want to help, I will be scolded.