Collective mind reading, villain boss, let me go

When they returned to the villa arranged by the production team, Nan Zhi admitted that she was a little disgusted. The villa was not big, only 300 square meters, and the eight of them would have to live here for the next ten days.

Zhao Fei saw them coming back and came forward with a bottle of water: "Actor Nan, you are back?

Just now, a lot of people suddenly came to ask us where your and your sister's room is. A lot of furniture has been moved in."

Liu Simei nodded and walked over: "Yeah, how come you bought so much for 1000 yuan?"

Nan Qianan smiled and said, "I didn't spend any money. The supermarket we went to is owned by Nan's."

Nan Zhi nodded, asked the director, and then went upstairs to check out her room. After seeing the room, she was immediately satisfied. It seemed that the man in the suit was quite capable.

I think I contacted the maid at home, and she was very satisfied with the decoration.

The pink silk quilt felt great to the touch. Her room had good lighting, and the sunlight shone through the white gauze curtains onto the roses in front of the window.

There is also a small sofa in the room. In front of the sofa is a glass coffee table made of crystal bricks, and the floor is covered with a fluffy carpet.

The snack rack on the wall was already full, and she also bought a refrigerator and filled it with fruits and drinks.

I even bought a brand new dressing table.

Nan Zhi ran down excitedly. Nan Qian'an had already heard her satisfaction, but he still asked: "How was it?"

Nan Zhi: "It's a little small and feels a little cramped, but everything has met my requirements. I should be able to have a good sleep today."

"Zizi, so you can ask the Nan family to send you? No wonder you don't want to go to the supermarket with me..." Liu Qingqing lowered her head awkwardly while holding a sticker.

Nan Zhi looked at her with amusement: [You try this again? It’s a pity that I don’t work in the entertainment industry. Are you trying to tarnish my reputation?

I am a ballet dancer, but I don’t make a living from ballet, and my audience is not in the entertainment industry. It’s ridiculous for me to just sing without looking at the music score. 】

"Yeah! Fortunately I didn't go to the supermarket with you guys, otherwise I wouldn't be able to sleep well today."

[Sincerity is always the ultimate skill.]

[Other people buy it for 1000 yuan. Isn't Nan Zhi a bit too much? Her pillowcase alone costs more than 2000 yuan.]

With the return of Nan Zhi and the others, the live broadcast room became one again, and there were different voices in the comments.

[She may not be able to afford those things even if she works for a year.]

[Be more confident and remove the word "maybe", our young lady is the best.]

[Isn't this unfair to the other groups?]

[Qingqing seems to be feeling wronged. Since the Nan family can give them away, why not give them away? So selfish.]

[That’s right, they moved so many things before the live broadcast room came back. I saw the price clearly, it’s super expensive!]

[Besides, they had already eaten out, so there was no need for them to participate in the evening mission.]

Liu Qingqing smiled and said, "My sister and I also bought a lot. Look, we even bought stickers!"

Nan Zhi: “…Oh…”

"Pfft!" Nan Qian felt a little funny. He also went upstairs to see his room. Well, it was indeed a bit small. If he hadn't bought furniture, this room would probably... only have one bed?

He stuck his head out and looked into other people’s rooms… Was there really only a bed?

[Hahaha, what is the Southern Film Emperor surprised about?]

[Surprised at how poor the family is.]

[The director must have done it on purpose. What can you buy with 1000 yuan?]

Nan Qianan retracted his head. After looking at other people's rooms, he suddenly felt that the room in front of him was pleasing to the eye: "It seems that I can really sleep well tonight."

Zhao Fei pulled Zhao Yu over to take a look. His eyes were full of envy, and even the people in the live broadcast room could feel it.

dinner

It's time for Nan Qian'an to show his skills.

[Brother Nan is going to cook for his sister! ]

[I couldn’t watch the live broadcast during the daytime because I was at work, but luckily I made it in time for Mr. An’s dinner.]

[Mei Er's chef look is so gentle! ! ]

[Wow, I want to eat the food my brother cooks, too! Tang Tang is so happy.]

[I declare that Tang Tang has succeeded in chasing her idol.]

Nan Zhi sat at the dining table, holding a bag of potato chips and looking at Nan Qianan who was wearing a blue apron: "I won't eat it if your cooking is too bad~"

【Fortunately, I had the foresight to eat first. 】

Nan Qian'an felt as if a cross appeared on his head. He looked at Nan Zhi unhappily, "Just wait for me. I, your brother, always learn things quickly! Also, how many times do I have to tell you to eat less junk food?"

Liu Simei couldn't help but laugh as she watched Nan Qian'an nagging: "It's so sweet when Actor Nan and his sister are bickering."

Tang Tang also came close to her and nodded: "Yes! I also want to eat the food cooked by the Southern Film Emperor."

Lu Feng was a little surprised.

"Eh? I thought Tang Tang would prefer to eat what I made."

Tang Tang was stunned for a moment, then she realized that she was so obsessed with beauty that she forgot about her master!

The next moment, under Liu Simei's smiling eyes, she hurriedly ran to Lu Feng.

Zhao Fei looked at the things he bought at the supermarket and suddenly had a headache. He was a little embarrassed: "Xiao Yu, we forgot to buy the seasoning."

Zhao Yu was stunned. This was very bad news for him, extremely bad!

Nan Qi'an looked at Zhao Yu helplessly: "What's the big deal? You can use mine."

Zhao Yu turned his head and saw Nan Qian'an's beauty attack, which made him stutter: "Really...really?"

Nan Qian nodded. Isn't it just some seasoning? Why are you so flattered?

Liu Qingqing glanced at the eggs in Nan Qian'an's hand: "Are you going to make fried tomato and eggs for Zhizhi? It's a very homely dish."

Nan Qian'an paused, and the next moment he heard the sound of Nan Zhi's rabbit dragging itself on the ground, followed by a roar: "Nan Qian'an! I don't eat eggs! I don't eat tomatoes!"

[Damn you, Nan Qian! We are siblings from two lifetimes, and it’s been so many years since we’ve been apart even though we’re not related by blood! You don’t even know what I don’t eat!]

Oh! I never liked eggs when I was little! When I grew up, I would vomit whenever I smelled eggs. I would only eat small and raw tomatoes.

Okay, I was wondering why he was so kind to bring himself to the show. He was waiting here. Did he think I wouldn’t refuse in front of the camera?

I am dying of laughter! I am no longer the Nanjiji of the past. I am now Nan·Niuhulu·Zhi! 】

The corners of Nan Qian'an's mouth twitched. Why did she have so much to say?

"Are Miss Liu and my sister friends?"

When Liu Qingqing saw that Nan Qian ignored Nan Zhi and talked to her instead, she nodded excitedly.

"But my sister is allergic to eggs, didn't you know that? I just put it aside, thinking that my sister would cook it for me later. This is my favorite." Nan Qian'an curled the corners of his mouth and put the eggs and tomatoes together, then looked up at Liu Qingqing.