It's not easy being a star

Although it is easy at the beginning, business is difficult. Even Lai Zining is handsome and attractive. After all, there are not many people who need to buy roses, and it is not a special festival. Many girls come to watch, curiously, and some strike up a conversation , I will buy one more or less, and there are other customers who come to buy other flowers. There are staff in the working group next to him to guide him and he is still in a hurry. When pruning, it is either cut short or too long, or too Ugly, it was a bit of a waste. After finally cutting some barely qualified ones, the trouble of packaging came again. It was not at all how to match the colors. For customers, and most of the customers who buy flowers are men, of course they have a high immunity to his appearance. If they didn't see the camera next to them, they would probably be angry and leave.

As time went by, more and more people came to watch. All passers-by who took pictures with their mobile phones were politely stopped by the program staff. The staff would control the scene so that too many people would not interfere with the recording of the program.

When the 52 roses were sold, Lai Zining's shoulders collapsed, and he smiled wryly at the camera: "I didn't expect it to be so difficult. The bosses who looked at the flower shop in the past didn't work so hard. Today I only sold 52 roses for a few hours." , " After finishing speaking, he asked, "Brother, what time is it?"

The director handed over the mobile phone prepared by the program team, he glanced at it and almost didn't get scared: "It's two o'clock!!"

I sold 52 roses and some others, and it took nearly four hours!

"It's over, it's over! I'm sure I'll be the last one!" Lai Zining put away the apron in a panic, held the hand of the smiling aunt and said, "Sister, I'm sorry, I ruined your flower!"

"It's all right." Auntie smiled from ear to ear. The flowers sold in four hours today are equivalent to a whole day in normal times.

As for the broken flowers and materials, the program group will pay for it.

Lai Zining finally got his own clues. There were two envelopes. The first one was the next location provided by the program team. The second one was opened and there were red bills. He counted five hundred. He asked in a daze: "Brother, what is this money for?"

The director replied: "Travel expenses."

"Oh."

After looking at the address, he didn't know the approximate distance, so he directly hailed a taxi, "Master, can you please find out where this place is?"

The taxi driver was quite excited, and looked at the address: "Ah, this place is a bit far away! If there is no traffic jam, it will take half an hour, and if there is traffic jam, it may take more than an hour. Boy, are you in a hurry?"

"That's right," Lai Zining nodded desperately, "Please hurry up a little bit."

"Okay!" The master started the car and asked, "Young man, are you filming TV?"

"Film a show, and you can watch it when the time comes. The name is..." Lai Zining paused, and asked the director sitting in the passenger seat in a low voice: "Can you say that?"

The director looks at him.

Lai Zining understood.

"I'm on TV!" The master was very excited, "This is the first time hahahaha!"

Sure enough, the car was stuck at an intersection after driving for a while. Lai Zining stretched his head to look. The car in front of him was like a long queue with no end in sight. He didn't know how long it would be blocked. When he glanced over, he saw something familiar ahead The man was sitting on a tricycle with strange decorations. He quickly sat back and rolled down the window. After a while, he rolled down the window again and shouted: "Brother! Brother!"

The person next to him turned around and felt a little guilty when he saw him, but he quickly came over with a surprised expression: "Zining, why are you here?"

"I just finished a task and am going here," Lai Zining unsuspectingly handed over the envelope in his hand.

Zhao Qing, who was still a little guilty, immediately took it over, opened it and looked happy, and said with a smile: "You are going here too, what a coincidence, I also came to this place, how about we just happen to go together?"

"Okay," Lai Zining nodded, opened the car door carefully, and moved to the side, "Brother, come up."

"I'll throw the car away." Zhao Qing moved the car to the side of the road with difficulty. As for the car, the program crew will naturally return the car to the owner. He held the car door to get in the car and then stopped, asking : "Zining, where did you get the money to take a taxi?"

"Oh," Lai Zining took out the crumpled note in his pocket and handed it to him, and while moving his seat to let Zhao Qinghao sit in, he explained: "I made more than three papers in a flower shop. The hourly task sold a lot of roses, and the program team gave me 500 yuan as the fare!" After speaking, he took out the envelope, opened it, and showed Zhao Qing the red bills inside.

so much? !

Zhao Qing controlled the hand he wanted to take, and told himself that the people in front of him were not Fang Jiangping and Zeng Lan, so he couldn't just grab...take it, and he gave the only means of transportation to him a few hours ago without Lai Zining's consent. Stepped away.

Lai Zining didn't know what the brother sitting next to him was thinking. After putting the money away, he asked, "Brother, have you got the number plate yet?"

Zhao Qing shook his head: "Not yet, let's get it together later," he thought for a while and then said: "Let's form an alliance!"

"what?"

Zhao Qing carefully analyzed it for him: "You see, that cunning guy Fang Jiangping must have a way to get the biggest number plate. We are not as cunning as him, so we have to find someone together. I don't believe he can beat us two!"

"What about Brother Zeng Lan?" Lai Zining asked.

"Don't worry about him, that guy is smart! But you have to be careful," Zhao Qing patted him, "I think that kid Zeng Lan treats you pretty well. If you have a chance, ask him to see what the number in his hand is." How much, if the number is big, we will grab it!"

"I, I think...if you go to Brother Zeng Lan to find out the number plate...should...no way..." Lai Zining frowned.

"Don't worry!" Zhao Qing patted him, "Your appearance is very deceptive! They think it's unexpected."

Lai Zining was still very conflicted: "But I don't want to..."

Zhao Qing excitedly started planning, while Lai Zining struggled all the way until he got off the car.

***

After getting out of the car and paying the fare, Lai Zining and Zhao Qing walked into a hall together, and as soon as they entered, they saw Fang Jiangping and Zeng Lan sitting in it.Fang Jiangping laughed when he saw that the two came in together: "I said, Lao Zhao, you are too bullying the child. You left him alone in the sun, and I heard that his face was flushed from the sun!"

Zhao Qing coughed: "So I was afraid that Zi Ning would get lost, so I brought him with me?" He whispered to Lai Zi Ning, "Don't be fooled by this cunning guy, he is here They want to provoke us, so that we can reap the benefits of fighting among ourselves."

Lai Zining nodded seriously, he hadn't participated in this type of program very much, of course he wanted to learn from his predecessors.

Zeng Lan looked at him, then continued to look down at what he wanted to eat.

Lai Zining sat down next to Fang Jiangping, facing Zeng Lan. Because he got help from Zeng Lan a few hours ago, his impression was much better. He looked at Zeng Lan and smiled, and the other party nodded, just in time for the service of delivering drinks. When he was born, Zeng Lan kept a cup of green tea for himself, divided two cups between Zhao Qing and Fang Jiangping, and pushed the last cup of green tea to Lai Zining.

"Thank you." It happened to be Lai Zining's favorite drink. After thanking him, he took a sip. Shaobing was just enough to quench his thirst without being too cold to hurt his body. I didn't expect that Zeng Lan was also a very careful person.

The director came over with a sealed box and said, "Four people, each in random order."

Fang Jiangping raised his eyebrows: "Draw a number plate?"

"No," the director told the four people to look at the table pushed up next to him, and explained: "There are four different glasses of water on the table, including sugar water, drinking water with or without additions, water with concentrated acid, and spicy water. The flavors are all specially processed.”

"This is no problem!" Zhao Qing is gearing up: "It's not a problem for me at all, I can't count the number of times I have played this kind of game..."

"Brother Zhao, you misunderstood." The director smiled: "It's not just this table, but there are three other tables. Our staff doesn't know which table is which flavor, they are all randomly pushed up. There will be sour water on the table, some are sugar water, and some are mixed with drinking water. It’s not that everyone draws together, but depends on luck. Each person can only choose once per table. There are four rounds in total, which means that each person can Choose four times, and whoever drinks the most cups of sugar water will be the first to choose."

"It's too stupid," Fang Jiangping said while laughing and speechless: "So the number plate chosen after the first one wins is not necessarily the biggest, I said you can't just give the biggest number plate to the winner ?"

"This is not fun." Zhao Qing rubbed his chin: "What can I do, they all look the same color, how can they be distinguished?"

Zeng Lan took a look, "Can you tell the difference by smell?"

The director hastened to explain: "It must be seen, and absolutely not smelled with the nose!"

Zeng Lan looked a little disappointed.

"Who will come first?"

Zhao Qing, Zeng Lan, and Fang Jiangping looked at each other, and then turned their attention to Lai Zining. Fang Jiangping smiled and said, "Let the youngest Zining come."

The other two had no objection.

So the four of them took turns to rely on observation and luck. After four rounds, Lai Zining drank two cups of drinking water without any additives, one cup of sugar water and one cup of sour water. He won't show it, so no matter how Fang Jiangping and Zhao Qing observe, they can't see what he drank.

Zhao Qing secretly asked: "Zining, what did you drink?"

Just as Lai Zining was about to answer, his eyes accidentally met Zeng Lan's. He saw what he wanted to express from the other person's eyes, so he asked, "Guess?"

Zhao Qing sighed.