The actor is always coveting me

Seeing the unkind looks from a few guests, the director coughed and coughed twice, with a serious face: "After listening to the opinions of the guests and the audience, we have indeed increased the basic funds——right, Brother Tang?"

Tang Ye supported his forehead and took a deep breath: "It's an increase. Last time, each person was [-]."

The problem is that they didn't have to pay rent last season!

There are three kinds of rooms in the inn, the most cost-effective is the standard room, two people stay one night, 120 yuan per person.

But the basic capital is only 150 yuan.

Where are you going to sleep tomorrow night?

Unexpectedly, the program team would make trouble when they came up, so Xiang Chuan hurriedly dragged Tang Ye and Xi Tong into a discussion.

He originally wanted to invite Fu Zaitong to join the team chat, but unfortunately Fu Zaitong's face was pale, and he was hesitant to disturb him.

Shen Ji wanted to form a team with Tang Ye, but his eyes froze and he was a step behind.

He didn't eat breakfast, and the program team didn't distribute lunch. He was so hungry that his head became more and more dizzy, and he felt flustered and nauseated. Leaning on the raised lever, trying to relieve dizziness as unobtrusively as possible, pretending to listen carefully to the discussion of the other three.

Fu Zaitong casually listened to other people's discussion, his eyes still fell on Shen Ji.

His soft greeting just now, like a soft thorn, pierced his heart silently.

It was very similar to the voice that often appeared in his dreams.

He didn't care about the camera, and looked at Shen Ji unscrupulously.

The boy was thin and thin, with a loose T-shirt covering his body, and a silver dog tag pendant dangling from his chest.

The half-length blond hair is tied up, looking very soft, like a golden bird, the lines of the face are not so sharp, and the downcast eyes look quite obedient and youthful.

But when he raised his eyes to look at people, his thin eyelids lifted, and he had a flirtatious and indifferent temperament.

very nice.

No wonder the little girl likes it so much.

After staring at Shen Ji for a long time, Fu Zaitong suddenly got up, walked around the stone bench in front, and walked to his side.

As soon as he left, all the eyes of the audience followed.Shen Ji was slightly startled, and looked up at him, because of his movements, his lips were slightly parted, and his expression was dumbfounded.

Only then did Fu Zaitong realize that the child's face and lips were pale, and his forehead was also sweating, and he looked dizzy.

He almost guessed the problem, glanced at the director lightly, and said respectfully: "With this generous basic funds, we should stage Survival on a Deserted Island tomorrow night."

The director was afraid that the actor, who was rumored to be uncertain, would just leave, and immediately added: "Everyone also has financial resources. The inn will reopen tomorrow, and the profits will be distributed by everyone."

Xiang Chuan and Xi Tong were slightly relieved.

Especially Xi Tongwei.

The other four men can get together in pairs and live in a standard room together. It is not impossible to save rent by sleeping on the same bed, but she can only live alone. When she wakes up tomorrow, she will have 20 yuan left on her body.

Shen Ji's lips moved, and silently uttered a word: Stupid.

Immediately, he heard a low laugh from beside him.

His scalp went numb, and then he remembered that the God of Plague was by his side. He stiffly turned his head away, pretending to talk to Tang Ye, and begged all the gods and Buddhas in his heart in an instant—please pass by quickly.

Not only did Fu Zaitong not pass by, but he got a little closer, observing him openly, and saw that his whole body was tense and thoughtful.

He has met too many newcomers in the entertainment industry, either fearing him or flattering him.

Fear comes from worship.

Yu Jing said that the kid liked him very much, and it seemed that was true.

The director was still fooling around: "In addition to the rent, everyone has to pay for meals at their own expense. Considering humanistic care, we specially canceled the water, electricity, gas, and maintenance and cleaning fees of the inn."

Shen Ji wanted to get rid of the embarrassment as soon as possible, and raised his eyelids: "The program group is responsible for attracting tourists?"

A row of staff squatting on the edge of the yard laughed out loud, and the director was also amused: "Socialism doesn't do it, everyone, cheer up and attract customers."

All nonsense.

Shen Ji was so hungry that he was held up by Fu Zaitong again, so he stopped talking.

Lanhe Town is said to be a small town, but it is actually more like a village with a strong rural atmosphere.

When the bus came in, he noticed that the street was empty, and the only creatures on the road were wild cats and dogs, except for the bear and children who were recalled by a distant "go home for dinner".

— no tourists.

It is the off-season for tourism, and there are not many tourists in Lanhe Town, let alone this time.

As soon as Shen Ji opened his mouth, Xiang Chuan and Xi Tong, who had been fooled around, also reacted slightly, and their faces turned green.

The director still looked friendly, with a cute smile on his baby face: "Although the inn is small, the kitchen is huge. The boss told us that when there are no guests, he will provide catering services for the villagers."

This is a bigger problem.

Usually, everyone is either busy with classes or running announcements. Working hours are tight, so how can you have time to hone your cooking skills at home?

Tang Ye didn't expect this season to be worse than the previous one, so he shook his head helplessly.

The atmosphere was a little heavy for a while.

Fu Zaitong was full of a calm aura that had nothing to do with me. After watching enough excitement, he moved his hands freely, and pulled Shen Ji's braids up. He was very satisfied with the feel.

It is as good as the huskies he raised.

"Where is the kitchen?"

Everyone made a "crack", and all looked at Fu Zaitong who was speaking in a daze.

"Look at me," Fu Zaitong raised his eyebrows slightly, "I heard that you didn't even eat lunch, are you hungry?"

After he said this, several guests felt hungry.

Tang Ye couldn't help asking: "Old Fu, can you still cook?"

Fu Zaitong casually stroked a lock of soft hair in his hand, and replied: "It shouldn't kill anyone, isn't there an accompanying team doctor?"

Everyone:"……"

Shen Ji wanted to stand up, but it was hard to get up because of the grip of his hair, so he reminded him in a low voice: "Senior Fu, my hair..."

"Huh?" Finally hearing him speak again, Fu Zaitong looked down at him with a slight smile in his eyes, "It feels good."

He has high browbones, deep eye sockets, and deep and three-dimensional facial features. He is quite aggressively handsome, and it is almost a foul when he smiles.

Perhaps it was because of the sweltering heat of the day, a stream of hot air rolled onto his face, Shen Ji was dumb, and turned his face sideways, not sure if he was blushing.

Fu Zaitong looked at his blush up to his ears with satisfaction, and thought confidently, he really likes me very much.

After a delay, Xiang Chuan had already discussed with Tang Ye, and raised his hand: "Let's decide on the allocation of the rooms and put the luggage first."

The director nodded, and he put his arms around Tang Ye's shoulders and smiled triumphantly: "Brother Tang and I want a room with a big bed."

Five minutes ago, Xiang Chuan was still active and wanted to form a team with Fu Zaitong.

Fu Zaitong is not only the top of the entertainment circle, but also has a great background behind him. A good relationship with him will bring inexhaustible benefits.

But when he thought of the very likely outcome, he retreated timidly.

Who doesn't know that Fu Zaitong has a big temper and never shows face.

If he leaned over, Fu Zaitong didn't even lift his eyelids, and said lightly "Who are you", where would he put the face that he regarded as his life?

Seeing Tang Ye being abducted, Shen Ji's eyes darkened.

It’s over.

He just wanted to find Tang Ye to form a team, but was delayed by Fu Zaitong pulling his hair.

Did Fu Zaitong do it on purpose?

Xiang Chuan and Tang Ye chose a room, and Xi Tongwei also raised his hand to ask for a room with a big bed.

The director reminded at the right time: "According to the regulations, at least one big bed room must be reserved. Xiao Ji, Brother Fu, you two can only choose a standard room or a duplex suite."

Fu Zaitong asked blankly, "Do we have a choice?"

The basic funds of the two add up to exactly 300 yuan, which is not enough to sleep in a duplex suite for one night.

He really wanted to kick Gao Ming, who had specially chosen this variety show for him, from the phone line and give him a hard pump.

The others laughed out loud, Xi Tong smiled and remembered that he was the worst one, couldn't laugh anymore, and pointed to his face: "Please give me lasagna tears later, the special effects artist."

Tang Ye and Xiang Chuan had already taken the first step with their luggage, and the remaining three got the keys and went up together.

Walking to the stairs, Fu Zaitong took a look at Xi Tongwei's suitcase—a 32-inch pink suitcase, which was packed to the brim, and he didn't know what was in it, it was heavy.

He raised his hand to help, but Xi Tongwei politely refused in a hurry, her beautiful face smiled unexpectedly cleanly: "Thank you, Brother Fu, I can do it well."

As he said that, with a little force on his arms, he easily lifted the huge suitcase a foot off the ground without any force.

Shen Ji: "..."

Actor with a girl's heart, a singer with a strange yin and yang, and Xiaohua with a strange power.

What did this show group attract, only Tang Ye and his two weak humans?

Fu Zaitong looked back at the listless Shen Ji: "Do you want my help?"

Shen Ji wanted to shake his head, but his sweaty fingers couldn't lift the box no matter what.

Fu Zaitong helped him carry the suitcase and went upstairs together.

Xi Tong glanced slightly at Shen Ji.

That too-good-looking face was slightly pale, looking fragile, like a canary that has been carefully raised, with gorgeous and exquisite feathers, and a melodious cry, but it can't withstand the slightest wind and rain.

She frowned, and looked away.

The standard room is far away from the big bed room. Fu Zaitong and Shen Ji are in the room 205 at the left end, and Xi Tongwei and the other two are in the room on the right. They parted ways here.

Shen Ji hurriedly grabbed his suitcase, and uncomfortably straightened his messed up hair: "Thank you, Senior Fu."

The standard room is not too big. When you open the door, the first thing you see are two small single beds. The color of the quilt is a little strange, with dark green embroidered with big red flowers.

The table was dark red, wiped clean, and there was an antique gauze lamp on it. There was only a large wardrobe, and the windows were open for ventilation, but it was not stuffy.

Except for the bathroom, the entire inn only has no cameras in the backyard.

Shen Ji couldn't observe more carefully.

If he doesn't eat, he will die forever.

While Fu Zaitong was looking out the window with great interest, he silently shrank into a corner, with his back to the camera, secretly opened the suitcase, and opened the snack bag that Qi Lin had stuffed for him.

Qi Lin is not as greedy as Luoyang, and he doesn't stuff snacks like potato chips and spicy sticks, but there are more filling things like buns, beef jerky, egg yolk crisps, and chocolates.

Shen Ji settled a small bread in two or three bites, and with something in his stomach, he immediately felt much more comfortable.

Outside the window is the backyard of the inn. In the distance, it is difficult to see clearly under the cover of night, only mountains that look like ink paintings in the distance can be seen.

Fu Zaitong took this variety show as a vacation, looked away leisurely, turned around and found Shen Ji squatting in the corner, leaning over quietly.

I saw the child with two long eyelashes hanging down, carefully chewing the food in his mouth, with slightly bulging cheeks, like a little hamster storing food.

The suitcase was open, and in addition to a change of clothes, there was also a bag with a red cross logo, a round golden yellow plush chicken, and a full snack bag.

It really is a child.

Fu Zaitong raised his eyebrows.

There was a smile in his eyes, and he put one hand in his pocket, standing behind him to help block the camera, and silently approached Shen Ji's ear, deliberately lowering his voice.

"Kid, how about eating alone?"

The hairs all over Shen Ji's body stood on end, he was caught off guard and choked.

He hurriedly wanted to pull up the stuffed suitcase, but the movement was too big, and the moment he closed it, a few photos floated out of nowhere.

Unbiased, it happened to slide to Fu Zaitong's feet.

Shen Ji and Fu Zaitong looked down subconsciously.

In the photo is a familiar face.

Shen Ji maintained a half-kneeling posture, and raised his eyes stiffly.

The owner of the familiar face was looking at him with a subtle and weird look.

Fu Zaitong: "..." Oh shit.

Shen Ji: "..." Luoyang, you are doomed.