After knocking the opponent's CP

Hua Yu and the old dean jogged along the sidewalk of the highway.Taking care of the old man's physical weakness, Hua Yu deliberately slowed down his pace.

After all, Professor Chen was old, and he couldn't run more than 2000 meters, so he waved his hands quickly: "No, no, I'm getting old! I can't keep up with you young people!"

"Walk slowly and wait for a while."

Hua Yu stopped, adjusted his speed, and started walking with the old man.The old man looked at Hua Yu with a smile, and said, "I'm really surprised that you want to film a variety show in the orphanage."

Hua Yu was helpless: "Our director decided on the place, and I didn't expect him to be so good at picking."

Just pick it randomly, and it happens to be the orphanage funded by Hua Yu.

Professor Chen patted her on the shoulder and laughed: "What's the matter? This is a good thing. Maybe after you finish filming this episode of the variety show, the number of volunteers who will come to our orphanage to do volunteer work will double again! Sigh, to At that time, our few staff dormitories will not be enough.”

"It's not a big problem." Hua Yu looked at the old director sincerely, and said, "I can donate two more buildings to you, and next time I can repair the staff dormitory better, just ask me for reimbursement."

Professor Chen: "..."

This young man's ability to chat is still as good as ever.

The old and the young went back after a walk, and it happened to be breakfast time.A camera has been set up in the living room, and several other people are chatting and eating breakfast.

Seeing Hua Yu and Professor Chen come back, the others greeted them.

Although Professor Chen is almost 60 years old, he is still in good health, and he greeted everyone with great spirit.Compared to later, Hua Yu was much colder, she just nodded, and then walked to sit between Chen Mo and Yuan Qiubai.

Yuan Qiubai hadn't finished his meal yet, he was holding half a deep-fried dough stick in his hand.She looked up at Huayu, squinted her eyes and smiled: "Senior, good morning—"

She smiled sweetly.

Hua Yu lowered her eyelashes, and glanced at the half fried dough stick in the opponent's hand.Yuan Qiubai's fingers are slender and fair, the fingertips are slightly light pink, and there are golden crumbs of fried dough sticks on them.

She looked away, picked up the spoon on the table to drink the porridge, and said in a calm voice, "Where's my fritters?"

"Didn't you say you didn't like food?"

Professor Chen's wife, Mrs. Chen, looked at Hua Yu strangely—as the largest investor in the orphanage, Hua Yu had visited the orphanage several times before, and of course had dinner.She clearly remembered that this eldest lady didn't like deep-fried dough sticks, and when she had breakfast in the orphanage for the first time, the deep-fried dough sticks remained untouched.

Hua Yu: "..."

She has no memory.

Yuan Qiubai who was next to him hurriedly took the leftover fritters on his plate to Hua Yu: "Senior, try it, it tastes very good!"

The crunchy fried dough sticks sink into the soft white porridge, exuding an enticing aroma.

Hua Yu opened his eyebrows, but his face was still half hidden, and he nodded slightly reservedly: "Yeah."

The others watched Hua Yu move his chopsticks to eat, and their jaws dropped.Among the people present, who hasn't experienced Hua Yu's dog temper?

This person actually eats what's off other people's plates?

Something is wrong!Today's Hua Yu has a very good temper, right?

Against all the suspicious eyes, Hua Yu finished his breakfast without changing his face.

After everyone put their chopsticks away, Mrs. Chen stood up to collect the chopsticks, and a group of people rushed to help collect the bowls.Only Hua Yu lay down on the imperial concubine chair like an old man, squinting at the gradually brightening sun outside.

It is March now, and the cold spring has not faded, and the air-conditioning is blowing.

Finally, after entering the kitchen, Zhou Zhiyuan and Zhang Yaohe realized that they couldn't wash dishes at all.In the end, he had no choice but to exit the kitchen in embarrassment, leaving Yuan Qiubai alone to help skillfully.

Hua Yu glanced at the two people who slipped out and sat on the low stool, their expressions seemed to be smiling but not smiling; Zhou Zhiyuan and Zhang Yaohe pretended not to see Hua Yu's sarcastic face, looking at the sky, the ground, and the air.

When Yuan Qiubai came out after washing the dishes, the staff carried them up for a while.

A wooden box, and kindly explained to the six people: "There are six notes in this box, and each note has a different volunteer content written on it. The program team will distribute a basic fund of 200 yuan to each person later, as your The living expenses of the entire program.”

Zhou Zhiyuan quickly asked, "Can't you use your own money?"

The staff kept smiling: "Of course not."

Zhang Yaohe immediately raised his hand and asked, "What about room and board? Does the program include room and board?"

Staff: "If you live in the dormitory of the orphanage, you don't need to pay the accommodation fee. But you need to solve the three meals in the future by yourself, and you can't eat and drink in the orphanage."

"Last question." Chen Mo looked at the staff, as if he was questioning his conscience: "How long will we record a show? Can't we let us live for 200 yuan for a month?"

The staff still smiled kindly: "Of course not."

"We're not devils, it's just two weeks."

Everyone fell into silence unanimously.

200 yuan, in two weeks?In city f?It's a bit of a fucking week!

Hua Yu was the first to stand up—the smile on the staff member's face froze slightly, and he subconsciously took a step back, for fear that the biggest benefactor would punch him in the face if he disagreed with him.

When the time comes, who will he turn to for reasoning?Who dares to reason with the sponsor of the whole crew?Don't want a salary?

Fortunately, Hua Yu didn't intend to do anything.She ignored the staff and went straight to find a ball of paper in the box.The camera followed immediately, zooming in on the ball of paper in her palm.

Hua Yu unfolded the ball of paper without changing expression, and there was a line of black print on it: Prepare a sumptuous dinner for the children in the orphanage.

Hua Yu, who had just received 200 yuan and hadn't warmed up yet: "..."

The other people who came up to watch showed expressions that wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh.

Hua Yu was very calm, he casually put the note into his pocket, and raised his chin to Yuan Qiubai: "Go find a better task and come back."

Yuan Qiubai blinked: Senior, what do you mean you want to form a team with yourself?

When Zhang Yaohe came to eat in the morning, Chen Mo agreed to form a team with her.There are two people left: Xu Yiguang, the emperor who had a little trouble with her, and Zhou Zhiyuan, who was a little embarrassed to meet after his confession failed.

Three seconds later, Yuan Qiubai left with a smile on his face: "Don't worry, senior, my luck has always been good!"

Although the senior seems to be the most difficult person to get along with, after weighing the pros and cons, Yuan Qiubai finds that Hua Yu is actually the most suitable person to form a team.

Regarding Yuan Qiubai's words, Hua Yu was noncommittal.

Yuan Qiubai took out a ball of paper from the box and unfolded it: the weeds behind the yard are already very long, but the dean and the dean's wife are too old to work.Help them pull out the weeds!

She turned her head and looked at the so-called "yard" outside the window, which was as big as a basketball court.

Hua Yu stood behind Yuan Qiubai. Taking advantage of her height, she read the contents of the note and chuckled, "You're lucky."

Yuan Qiubai stuffed the ball of paper into his pocket, and plausibly said: "At least it doesn't cost money!"

The dinner mission that Hua Yu got was to buy vegetables with his own money!

Zhang Yaohe looked at the tasks of Hua Yu and Yuan Qiubai, and couldn't help muttering in a low voice: "These should be the two most difficult tasks? Then the next task I draw will be much easier?"

As she spoke, she reached out and touched a ball of paper and unfolded it: Many tables and chairs in the orphanage have been damaged, please volunteers to help buy new tables and chairs!

Zhang Yaohe swallowed her saliva, turned her head and asked Chen Mo without tears: "Mr. Chen, how many new sets of tables and chairs can I buy with 400 yuan?"

Chen Man: "...two sets... right?"

Hua Yu didn't know when she stood next to Zhang Yaohe, with a half-smile on her face: "It's such a simple task——"

Zhang Yaohe: qwq

Others also picked tasks in turn.

Xu Yiguang was helping the children change new pillows, and Zhou Zhiyuan was helping the children change new quilt covers—as soon as the two of them got out of the task, Hua Yu sighed next to them: They are a perfect match.

The two pretended not to hear.

Instead, Chen Man took the easiest task: telling bedtime stories to the children.

After the task was drawn, the staff members were probably afraid of being beaten by gangs, so they immediately ran away with oil on their feet, leaving six people staring at each other.

Yuan Qiubai asked Hua Yu in a low voice: "Senior, can you pull weeds?"

Hua Yu honestly shook her head.After shaking her head, she slowly added: "But I'm a fast learner, just show me a little bit."

"Then I'll go to the dean first and ask for two pairs of gloves, so as not to cut my hands, senior, you wait here for me."

Yuan Qiubai didn't say much, he patted his thigh, stood up, and went to ask the dean for gloves.Hua Yu didn't stay there alone, but walked to the edge of the yard.

There are indeed many weeds growing in the yard, which are as high as half a person's waist.Hua Yu glanced at the grass and frowned: How much fucking fertilizer did the grass have to grow so well?

She squatted down, pushed through the grass and looked at the soil on the edge - sure enough, it wasn't the original soil in the yard, and she didn't know where it was dug from.

It seems that the director also took great pains to get them weeds that can be pulled.

At this time, Yuan Qiubai's crisp and sweet voice came from behind: "Senior! I brought the gloves!"

Hua Yu stood up, wiped off the sand on her fingertips with a towel hanging in the corridor, and looked sideways at Yuan Qiubai.Yuan Qiubai has already put on red and yellow rubber gloves, and is passing another pair to Hua Yu.

After taking the gloves, Hua Yu gestured; Yuan Qiubai was a little worried, and asked, "Senior, would you wear these?"

Hua Yu sighed: "I'm just rich, not a fool."

Yuan Qiubai: "..."

God, was chatted to death again.