She is deeply trapped in the Shura field, and the love-brained boss is mad

Song Zhisheng's back looked relaxed, and it was obvious that it was absolutely effortless.

Fu Linxing, who had just finished his inner struggle and was about to reach out to take her suitcase and help her carry it up, was stunned for a moment.

He was surprised at first, and then felt a little depressed.

Even he himself didn't understand why he had such complicated emotions in his heart.

He should be happy that some of the female guests who he dislikes and doesn't want to approach are so self-conscious and stay away from him.

Fu Linxing felt annoyed for a moment, and finally attributed it to his dissatisfaction with Song Zhisheng's eyes, which seemed to be afraid of bothering him.

He has a bad temper and speaks bluntly, but there's no need to avoid him, right?

Fu Linxing had a dark face and followed Song Zhisheng carrying his suitcase.

Xiao Zhi, who was a little slow, also walked up the stairs carrying Jiang Miaotong's suitcase.

He looked at Song Zhisheng, who was extremely relaxed, with a slight admiration in his eyes.

He has the habit of exercising on a daily basis, so of course he could see that Song Zhisheng's box was quite heavy.

At first he was worried that Song Zhisheng was being stubborn because he was afraid of Fu Linxing's temper, but now he realized that he was overthinking it.

This girl carried her suitcase up the stairs as if she was carrying nothing. You could tell at a glance that she exercises a lot on a daily basis.

This common habit gave him the illusion that they shared the same ideals, and he unconsciously paid more attention to Song Zhisheng when he first met him.

Jiang Miaotong inadvertently caught a glimpse of the admiration in Xiao Zhi's eyes, and rolled her eyes quietly with her back to the camera.

Only someone like Song Zhisheng, who has risen from a lower-class circle, would use this method to show his or her individuality and attract the attention of male guests.

Mo Jinyan's expression didn't change at all. He didn't even look at her and followed her upstairs.

Meng Changyao, who was the last one, withdrew his curiosity about Song Zhisheng and hurried to catch up.

[Bah! Damn green tea, always trying to be unique!]

[I told you this scumbag girl would never stop. Look at how cunning she is. I admire her!]

【??? The above person, there is no need to over-interpret it, right?】

[Just a casual observer, this female guest didn't cause any trouble for anyone, so there's really no need to scold her.]

[Haha, that's what brainless haters do. If Song Zhisheng had asked Fu Linxing to help carry the suitcase, he would definitely have been criticized again.]

[I'm a Xing Xing fan, and I can attest to Song Zhisheng's expression of not wanting to bother Xing Xing.]

There are still people on the barrage who continue to abuse Song Zhisheng, but Song Zhisheng did not make any trouble from beginning to end, and he did not force anything, and there was nothing wrong with his behavior.

She is beautiful and has done nothing wrong. When some brainless trolls cursed her so harshly, some netizens couldn't help but speak up for her.

Song Zhisheng has no fans. Some of those who speak up for her are just talking about the facts, while others simply can't stand the trolls' harsh and black behavior.

Song Zhisheng didn't know all this. She carried her luggage all the way to the second floor and stopped hesitantly at the corner.

Of course she was not unable to carry it.

When she was a child, she was in poor health and lived in the mountains for a few years, exercising with the elderly all day long.

So it was really easy for her to carry a suitcase straight to the third floor.

At that moment, she stopped just to wait for a few people, especially the other two female guests.

There are two rooms on the third floor, and according to regulations, two guests live in one room.

Song Zhisheng still needs to make money in the future, so of course he has to be careful about his reputation and slowly restore it.

It is still necessary for her to integrate into this small group of female guests.

She turned her head to look at the stairs, but was caught off guard and met Fu Linxing's gaze again.

Fu Linxing is rebellious and has an aggressive appearance. He is handsome and cool.

Song Zhisheng praised his appearance without reservation, but conversely, he also marked Fu Linxing as high-risk and always remembered to stay away from him.

She doesn't cause any trouble, doesn't get entangled, and doesn't get close. She just acts as a cannon fodder quietly.

She thought Fu Linxing would be happy with her tactfulness, but what was the result?

Song Zhisheng looked at the hot-tempered young master and saw deeper dissatisfaction in his eyes. He was silent for a moment, his mind full of questions.

She really couldn't understand what Fu Linxing was thinking.

Fu Linxing coldly averted his gaze, pushed his suitcase and went to choose a room first.

Song Zhisheng didn't understand, so he simply stopped thinking about it for the time being.

Looking at the guests who were following her, she continued to walk up with her suitcase.

Xiao Zhi and Mo Jinyan placed their suitcases at the corner of the second floor. They moved much faster with only one suitcase in their hands.

Finally we reached the third floor and the suitcases were placed on the ground one by one.

Jiang Miaotong didn't care much about it, but still smiled and thanked him.

Meng Changyao also lowered her head slightly and whispered thank you to Mo Jinyan.

Song Zhisheng could see Meng Changyao's shyness, but Mo Jinyan just hummed softly and turned around and quickly went downstairs with Xiao Zhi.

Meng Changyao was obviously a little disappointed with his lukewarm attitude, but she quickly adjusted herself and spoke.

"Time is urgent, let's quickly divide the rooms."

Song Zhisheng muttered to himself that the boss was too hard to chew, and quickly replied:

"I'm fine with either. You guys choose first."

She is very aware of being cannon fodder.

Jiang Miaotong didn't hesitate and directly chose the room facing the sea.

Meng Changyao nodded, his tone calm: "Then I will choose the one on the opposite side."

There are only three male and female guests today, and one person from each side does not have a roommate tonight.

Jiang Miaotong was a thoughtful person. She didn't want to be without a roommate on the first day and seem lonely.

Time was tight, and Song Zhisheng didn't want to give Jiang Miaotong any chance to make trouble, so he smiled and looked at Meng Changyao before she could speak.

"Then we're roommates."

Although Meng Changyao didn't show it, Song Zhisheng could clearly feel that the other party didn't like Jiang Miaotong very much.

She had no conflicts with Meng Changyao, and she also didn't want to bother with Jiang Miaotong, so it was perfect for them to be roommates.

There were cameras installed in the corridor, and Jiang Miaotong had to control herself again and again to avoid getting angry in front of the audience.

Song Zhisheng acted as if nothing had happened and walked into the room with Meng Changyao carrying the suitcase.

Two minutes later, they all returned to the living room on the first floor to receive their mission cards.

The speaker on the small table started to sound again.

"For the first round of tasks, you will have two cardboard boxes in your left and right hands, each containing three slips of paper. The male and female guests will draw from the boxes simultaneously. Those who draw the same number will form a team and receive the task card corresponding to the number."

Song Zhisheng looked at the box not far away and prayed silently in his heart.

Among all the rich second-generations from wealthy families, Xiao Zhi is famous for his good temper and personality.

If she had to choose one of the big guys to complete the task, she would definitely choose Xiao Zhi.

Song Zhisheng's heart was beating fast. He nervously took out a note from the box, and his palms were sweaty.

The note was opened and the number 3 was written on it.

She looked up at the male guests and quickly found the male guest who was also holding the number 3.

Song Zhisheng looked at the man's clothes and took a breath. The smile on his face almost couldn't be maintained. His eyes moved from the guest's hand upwards and met Fu Linxing's eyes without surprise.

It's over...