The coquettish rival wants to have CP with me every day

What else could Su Yang say besides thank you?

After being divided into groups, the chief director led everyone into the museum non-stop to familiarize themselves with the environment.

"The time this time is one week. Each group of guests needs to familiarize themselves with all the antique collections on the floors under their jurisdiction within six days, and understand their historical background and stories. The antiques on each floor are about [-] Up to five hundred pieces..."

There were three people in Si Yan's group, and they were undoubtedly assigned to the middle floor with the most antiques.

There are a total of 580 seven antiques, and 58 of them are collections from the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China, so there are a total of 640 five pieces.

In other words, according to the assignment of tasks, the three of them had to familiarize themselves with the historical background of 210 five antiques within six days, with an average of almost 36 pieces a day.

It may not sound like much, but it is not easy to write down all the historical background stories.

Si Yan had already had a bitter face.Not only him, but all the guests had a bitter face. It is not easy to remember so many things in a few days.

The chief director encouraged them and said: "I believe that you will be able to do it!"

Seven guests: "..."

The barrage has already gone crazy.

[Wife: No, I can't! 】

[Old Gong: With me here, it will definitely work! 】

【Su Yang: I will try my best...】

【Hahaha!Why do I feel like they are facing the college entrance examination? 】

[No, everyone can't laugh.Although it's pretty cool, but I'm sorry, I still want to laugh.Emoticon package: Tsunami, hahaha...]

[Recording the historical background of more than 200 antiques in six days, this is too miserable!Hahaha……】

[I am more looking forward to their performance six days later.Emoticon package: Funny——]

[You bamboo shoots, don’t you feel sorry for them! 】

【No……】

[Hold the grass, be ruthless! 】

[Guess which group will win this time? 】

[Wait, everyone, I'm going to make a wager vote. 】

【Cow batch! 】

[I bet on Lao Gong, his wife, and cute Yangyang. 】

【why? 】

[Because they have never lost a duck! 】

[It makes sense, I call! 】

[Sorry, this time I chose the group of Xie Zong and Zhou Zhouzi.Because Xie Zong is very talented and reliable, and Zhou Zhouzi is still a top student, so the chances of winning should be better!In fact, the main reason is that I think my wife has a bad memory...]

[Fuck, sister, your analysis makes sense...]

[I knew it earlier, I bet with you. 】

【Ahem!Are you really okay with this? 】

[Is this okay?This is good. 】

【Hahaha……】

[Actually, I think the group of Li Shu and Lai Chengxi is more likely to win.You probably don't know it!Lai Chengxi studied history before, and Li Shu debuted as a child star. He has memorized more lines than he has learned textbooks since he was a child. Moreover, they are on the third floor. Each person is divided into more than 160 antiques. The odds of winning are definitely better than the previous two. Big group! 】

【Ahhh!I shouldn't bet so early, can I change it? 】

[Little cutie, you can use your parents' or your siblings' accounts to log in and place bets! 】

【clever!It's all because I acted too quickly just now, I'm going to grab my brother's mobile phone number to place a bet now. 】

【I'm going to grab my brother's. 】

【I robbed my sister. 】

[I'll use my dad's! 】

……

As a result, the betting votes that had originally favored Si Yan's group were suddenly far ahead by the other two groups.

It was only after Feng Jian told him that Si Yan knew about the fans and netizens betting on them this time.

"The three of us only had more than 3 votes." Si Yan saw the other two groups with more than 15 votes and [-] votes.

Seeing his angry look, Feng Jian was embarrassed to tell him why the barrage fans didn't vote for their group.

"It's just a vote. If we work hard these days, we still have a chance to win." Feng Jian comforted him.

"You don't understand! It's not about voting, it's not about winning or losing."

Feng Jian: "..."

Si Yan continued: "They look down on us, it's too much!! Usually, Lao Gong's wife is so affectionate, but none of them are useful at critical times..."

Feng Jian: "..."

He rubbed the temple on his forehead speechlessly, not knowing what to say.

Si Yan's brain circuit is always more surprising than ordinary people...

But because of this incident, Si Yan was the most serious since recording a variety show.

It was still dark in the morning, and he didn't even sleep in. He woke up earlier than the photographer. After washing up, he went to the museum.

Then, the museum doesn't open until ten o'clock in winter...

He sat sadly in front of the museum, holding the breakfast that Feng Jian just bought for him, hungry like a stray dog.

Then, there really was a stray dog ​​running towards him begging for food.

Si Yan immediately jumped onto the bench in fright.

Although the other party was only a small dog and couldn't even jump on a chair, Si Yan was still trembling with fright, and didn't even want breakfast, and only hoped that the stray dog ​​would leave quickly after eating.

The stray dog ​​had finished eating and was not full, and then barked at his "barking" dog and continued to beg for food.

Feng Jian just went to the bathroom.

Si Yan looked at the puppy who was about to jump up, and his whole body froze from fright.

It's hard for you to imagine that the god of war who killed countless people in his previous life cut off people's heads like cutting carrots, but he was afraid of dogs alone.

The puppy continued to bark at him, howling and trying to jump onto the bench, and almost succeeded in trying.

Si Yan can obviously run, as long as he is fast enough, this little dog can't catch up with him at all, but his legs are already so stiff that he can't move.

The memories of his previous life hit his mind, causing cold sweat to drip on his forehead in the winter, and his fingertips clenched tightly as if they were about to sink into his flesh.

After countless attempts, the puppy finally jumped up.

Si Yan's hairs stood on end.

Subconsciously shouted: "Feng Jian!"

"Woof!" The puppy rushed towards him, trying to bite his trousers.

Si Yan's whole body was so stiff that he almost fell off the bench, and then crashed into someone's arms.

"Woof! Woooo..." The little dog barked its teeth, and was kicked several meters away by Feng Jian, whimpering in pain.

"A Yan, are you okay?" Feng Jian frowned, hugging Si Yan who was trembling in his arms.

The palm of Si Yan's grip on his arm was covered with sweat, and he buried his head in his arms, not caring about his face.

He is really afraid of dogs!

This fear is an indelible pain deep in his memory, and he has no way of controlling it.

"Quick, go!" His voice was trembling.

Seeing him like this, Feng Jian's heart ached so much that he carried him back to the hotel immediately.

"Don't be afraid, there are no more dogs." Feng Jian hugged his slightly trembling arms and comforted him softly.