After announcing the results, the staff did not give the guests a chance to question them and continued:

"I know some people will have their own thoughts. The production team will send the short videos from each group to your phones so you can compare them yourselves."

"The link to the online poll will also be sent. You can click on the link to view the data and results."

"Alright, now let's announce the rewards."

"First of all, 'Where the Wind Blows' will always be featured on the homepage of the official channel, which we believe will bring you a substantial number of fans."

"Secondly, Tan Wen and Lu Yu will be granted a special privilege, and within reasonable limits, the production team and guests must cooperate with this privilege."

"Okay, that's all for the short film part. Tan Wen and Lu Yu, if you two think of how to implement this privilege, just tell your PD anytime."

Tan Wen: "I'm leaving the cabin tomorrow, so I'll give this privilege to Liu Haochun."

Because of the canned yellow peaches, he always felt he had to make up for it in some way to express his apology.

Although the staff were a little confused, thinking that he should have given it to He Mier, they didn't say anything, indicating that they needed Director Lei's permission.

Liu Haochun: "The privilege I'm about to exercise is that you can't leave the cabin. Are you still going to give that up to me?"

Tan Wen: "You're reluctant to see me go?"

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After the staff finished talking about the short film, they started talking about the second thing.

"Tonight, all the guest mentors will leave the cabin. Before leaving, each guest mentor needs to write a letter."

As for who to write to, what the letter should contain, and how many words it should be, that's entirely up to the guest contributors. We hope you'll cherish this last opportunity to help.

"Okay, that concludes today's activities."

After the staff left, everyone was free to do as they pleased.

Meng Ziyi glanced at the remaining canned food in Tan Wen's hand, and Tan Wen tucked it into his clothes, which displeased her.

"Who do you want me to write to? What should I write? Do you want me to directly express my feelings?"

After Meng Ziyi finished speaking, Tan Wen felt several gazes fall on him. He seized the opportunity and said, "It's up to you to decide who to write to; I won't interfere."

Saying this is an attempt to distance oneself from the situation.

Mencius Yi: "Then what if I write it for a man?"

Tan Wen: "It seems you've taken a fancy to someone these past few days. Great, take this opportunity to confess your feelings."

……

Liu Haochun's bedroom.

Ni Ni's finger hovered over the phone screen.

"Who do you want me to write to?"

"what ever."

"Then I'll just close my eyes and pick randomly." With that, Ni Ni's finger hovered over the portraits of the five male guests.

Liu Haochun gave up, "Help me write a few words. As for the content, I don't know what to write. You can write whatever you think is best."

Ni Ni joked, "Who is it written to?"

……

Inside Xu Jing's bedroom.

Xiao Ya: "Sister, can I write to Tan Wen?"

Xu Jing: "Are you crazy? The show is already halfway through filming, and you want me to mess with him? If you want me to be the clown, just say so."

Xiao Ya covered her mouth: "Oh my god, so that means if the timing is right, you'd be willing to write to Tan Wen? You don't actually have feelings for him, do you?"

Xu Jing was a little embarrassed and annoyed. To be honest, she had considered getting close to Tan Wen at first, but Tan Wen had always clearly expressed his feelings for He Mi'er, so she gave up.

Xiao Ya: "Oh, don't be angry. I was just kidding. It was something I wanted to write to Tan Wen. Actually, I admire him a bit and want to be friends with him."

……

Lu Yu's small bedroom.

Chi Chi: "Then I'll write it to Tan Wen."

"Um."

……

Tan Wen was copying the script in his room. He wanted to write down the complete "Where the Wind Blows" as soon as possible and then polish it carefully.

He believes that the script will be useful in the near future.

He felt his thinking was clearer than before these past two days, which indicated that his screenwriting skills had improved.

After this shoot, he felt that his camera work had also improved.

The combination of these two skills lays the foundation for his future self-made works.

At 10:30 p.m., the guest judges began to leave the house.

Ni Ni and Liu Haochun struggled to drag their suitcases out of the bedroom, and when they looked up, they saw Xiang Zuo and William.

She was about to call for their help when she noticed Xiang Zihua shift her gaze and turn to go downstairs.

William, who was following behind him, was a little puzzled. Logically speaking, Xiang Zuo would not give up such behavior, which could demonstrate gentlemanly manners.

William ignored the suggestive look he was getting and went to help Ni Ni move the boxes.

Ni Ni hesitated for a moment, then said, "Never mind, I'll ask Tan Wen for help instead."

"It's okay, I'll help you." He said, pulling the suitcase directly.

Ni Ni was actually worried that the equipment would be damaged, but William wanted to perform, so she couldn't stop him.

She gave Liu Haochun a look, signaling him to go find Tan Wen.

William dragged the suitcase to the top of the stairs, and as he did so, he noticed that the suitcase was a bit heavy.

However, he didn't think much of it until the moment he picked up the suitcase, when he finally understood why Xiang Zuo had run away.

With the arrow already on the bowstring, there was no turning back. He took a deep breath, gathered his strength, and launched himself!

The box was lifted up easily.

Huh? What's going on? William turned his head and saw that Tan Wen's hand was on the handle, and the muscles on his forearm were clearly defined.

Tan Wenchong smiled kindly at him: "Don't break Sister Ni's things."

William's lips twitched, but he ultimately didn't argue back. If Tan Wen loosened his grip, he wouldn't be able to handle the situation.

He felt somewhat frustrated. How could Tan Wen be so much stronger than him? Had he been slacking off lately?

The two carried the box downstairs together, creating an unexpectedly harmonious scene.

William left with a crestfallen expression before Ni Ni could even say thank you.

Tan Wen: "Sister Ni, you're so good to me."

"What?"

"I pretended to do the same thing twice."

"No, it was you, the sparrow, who ate the cricket. The sparrow ate the cricket."

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After leaving the cabin, Ni Ni told Liu Haochun to go back first, as she had a few words to say to Tan Wen.

"Junko seems to be experiencing her first love. If you don't like her, you should give up on her as soon as possible."

Tan Wen smiled wryly: "Her acting skills are no worse than yours. You've probably been fooled by her."

Ni Ni looked mocking, shook her head, and didn't try to persuade her anymore.

"I'm going to be working with actor Chen Daoming on a film soon. If you're interested, I can mention it to you."

Tan Wen became interested: "I'm extremely grateful!"

"Just mentioning it, there's a high chance they won't even get a chance to audition."

"It's alright, I'm already very grateful that you thought of me. However, there's one thing: I might not be available for the next few months."

Ni Ni looked surprised. "I didn't realize you had so much work to do. Okay, I got it. Remember to read the letter tonight. It's from Ying Chunzi.

After seeing Ni Ni off, Chi Chi came up and said, "Tan Wen, take good care of Xiao Xiao and don't let her be sad."

"rest assured."

Seeing that Tan Wen's tone was serious, Chi Chi didn't give any more instructions. "Well then, I look forward to seeing you next time."

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Apart from Meng Ziyi, all the guest mentors had left, and the small house suddenly felt spacious.

Liu Haochun received a privilege from Tan Wen, and she used it immediately: to view all the text messages Tan Wen had sent over the past ten days that showed his affection for her.

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