After being forced to debut in metaphysics, I became popular

Although Changshou Village has a high reputation in many small circles, the officials in the southern region have never officially promoted Changshou Village before this. Even this cooperation with the program this time is just an uncertain attempt, so there are few people on the Internet. It is rare to see the official promotional pictures of Changshou Village, and what can be found are only photos taken by backpackers themselves.

Therefore, although the guests had listened to the guide's introduction before coming, they really didn't have much idea about Changshou Village, and they imagined that it looked similar to Jiazifen Village.

But until now, after extreme fatigue, the people who were relaxed because they had reached their destination slowly began to appreciate the appearance of Longevity Village.

Unlike the variety show cafes and others who have already lived in their hometown, most of An Nanyuan's knowledge of outside the city comes from his experience in this show.

At this time, seeing the beautiful scenery that was completely different from before, An Nanyuan could not help but slowly relax. He took a deep breath, felt the clean air in the mountains, and felt that his whole body was purified from the inside out.

Changshou Village is located in a deep mountain, as its original name Shanwa Village shows, it was originally in a mountain valley.

Because the terrain is dangerous - after so many years of development, the program team still has to climb mountains and wading when they come in. Even Zhao Zhen, who is relatively physically fit among the guests, is exhausted, so you can tell its geographical location It's remote.

Therefore, Changshou Village is isolated from the secular world, just like a peach blossom garden, retaining the original ecological scenery to the maximum extent, without being polluted by modernization.

Even the air is pure and sweet.

An Nanyuan couldn't help but closed his eyes and took several deep breaths, looking intoxicated.

"Director Zhang really chose a good place this time."

An Nanyuan opened his eyes reluctantly, and sincerely praised Zhang Wubing and said, "It's been a long time since I felt so comfortable, even when I was recuperating in the hospital before, I didn't feel so relaxed."

Zhao Zhen, Variety Artists and others also nodded approvingly, and praised Zhang Wubing together, sincerely promoting the southern region in front of the camera, telling the audience that such a good environment alone is worth a visit .

People like Zhao Zhen, who have passed their teens and early twenties, have been struggling in the entertainment industry, and they will be injured more or less because of work. , An Nanyuan's knees that were worn out by dancing.

This kind of injury is not fatal, but the subtle pain still tortures them all the time, making them feel that they are really no longer young.

But since they entered the mountains, these small pains that they were used to gradually disappeared.

At the beginning, they were too tired to pay attention to other things because they had to climb the mountain repeatedly, and they didn't react until this time.

An Nanyuan had a relaxed smile on his face that he didn't even notice, as if he had found a paradise on earth, his heart was as happy as a puddle of hot milk, he was warm and relaxed, and he was lazy and couldn't get any energy to pay attention to other things.

It's like sleeping in a warm and soft bed, the soft plant fragrance lingers in the nose, so even the brain stops working, and the hazy happiness between half dream and half awake.

Not only did Annan feel this way, first the variety show cafes and others, then Bai Shuang, and even the young master Song Ci, who was always picky about the quality of life, did not express any dissatisfaction with Changshou Village.

You must know that although this young master has been enduring the filming environment of the show, it doesn't mean that he really likes it. He has always been dissatisfied with the show crew.

But now the young master had his hips akimbo, squinted his eyes slightly and looked up at the steep mountain peak, and slowly exhaled a foul breath.

Although there are trees in Binhai City in winter, after all, the temperature season is there, and the trees have entered the winter storage stage. The leaves are no longer emerald green, but the dark green of the old leaves, heavy and misty.

But the woods near Changshou Village are still vibrant and emerald green. Because there is no pollution, even the leaves are as clear as washed. Accompanied by the birdsong and spring water in the mountains, it is refreshing.

Away from the hustle and bustle of the city and return to nature, this is the place you are talking about.

Not only the guests sighed because of this, but even the audience who did not experience the environment in all directions felt a sense of relaxation just by looking at the pictures under the camera.

[The eyes become so comfortable... Tomorrow, I will buy a few pots of green plants after get off work, the green ones are so nice to look at. ]

[I felt like I was back when I was a child, there was a yard at home, there were dogs and geese, and the yard was full of flowers and plants that my grandpa tended. I was playing wildly in the yard, and my grandma called me into the house for dinner... suddenly I was so happy. ]

[I want to cry, because the last exam ranking dropped, I have been anxious for a month and have insomnia every day. Now that I see this, I really feel relieved of the burden, very relaxed. ]

[I don't want to do anything, I don't want to think about the conflict with the teacher, I just want to lie down and sleep comfortably. ]

Even the heartless Zhang Wubing lamented that the officials in the southern region are really picky. As expected, professional people have much better vision than themselves. Changshou Village is really a good place.

Because Zhang Wubing has a dream of being a director and has been working tirelessly, he couldn't understand the mentality of those people who avoid worldly affairs.

But now, looking at the mountains and rivers around Changshou Village, Zhang Wubing felt that he could understand for the first time.

"What a great place."

Zhang Wubing said with emotion: "No wonder those people are willing to come here to settle down and recuperate. If it were me, I would also stay here forever."

For a moment, Zhang Wubing felt as if it didn't matter whether he did this show or not, any director's dream or Li Xuetang's could not compare to every plant and tree in Changshou Village.

He wanted to just give up everything he had been pursuing and settle here regardless of the world.

Not only Zhang Wubing, but even An Nanyuan and others who are thriving in their careers had the same thought in their hearts.

They stood in place, feeling the surrounding environment, speechless for a while.

Yan Shixun frowned, wondering why the guests liked the environment of Changshou Village so much, and seemed deeply intoxicated by it.

But it is true that the southern region is famous for its mountains and rivers, and Changshou Village is one of the best.

Moreover, Yan Shixun can actually see why An Nanyuan and others have such a comfortable performance.

According to science, the air here has high oxygen content and less pollution.

According to Yan Shixun, this place is full of vitality.

Since entering the mountain, Yan Shixun has been observing the scenery and environment along the way.

Although the climate in the southerly region is pleasant, winter is not the same as spring, and even the branches are sprouting new buds.

And the air that blows towards the face is full of freshness with rich vitality, and the soul that has been severely depleted can be repaired to the maximum extent, like a fish returning to water.

The more you walk towards Changshou Village, the stronger this feeling becomes.

It seems that the hot water steam has soaked through every pore, throwing away all the fatigue and dirt, leaving only the most natural spirituality of the body and the perception of the world, naturalized in the natural vegetation.

As the guide introduced, Changshou Village, which has not been polluted by modern industry, does have good water and soil.

So doubts turned around in Yan Shixun's mind, and then fell back in his heart, not too much doubts.

And the guide who had just entered the village looking for someone also came out from the main road into the village. He was accompanied by an old man with a kind smile and kind eyes. Although his beard and hair were white, his eyes were bright and his face was ruddy. Physical fitness is very good.

"Everyone has worked hard, I have heard from Ah Ye, and the house has been packed early, waiting for you to come."

The old man smiled and greeted everyone to the village, saying that his wife had already prepared meals, and everyone was tired after going to the mountains, so it was better to settle down early.

Along the way into the village, everyone felt their eyes light up.

The houses in the village are not much different from the B&Bs outside the mountain. They are all small wooden buildings. Different styles of decorations are hung on the gates of each house. There are curtains cut from tie-dyed fabrics, or woven with colorful silk threads. The woven fabric flutters up and down in the refreshing mountain breeze.

The fronts of each house are clean and tidy, and the floor is paved with rough mud slabs hand-fired to avoid the possibility of mud, which makes people feel good at first sight.

And there are still traces of water on the stone slabs in front of many people's houses, as if they have just been meticulously tidied up, and the ground has been washed with clean water, and the water vapor blows to the face, which is pleasant.

Bai Shuang immediately felt that she liked such an environment, and the smile on her face never faded.

The old man who came to pick them up into the village was apologetic, saying that the person in charge of the village happened to be away because of something, so he could only entertain everyone, and asked everyone to forgive them for their lack of courtesy.

Bai Shuang waved her hands again and again, and said with a smile, "I'm sorry to trouble you to pick us up."

The tradition of respecting the elders is, after all, engraved in the bones.

Lu Xingxing was a little curious and couldn't help asking the old man's age.

He felt that this person was somewhat similar to the feeling that his master gave him, but upon closer inspection, there was a big difference.

The ancestor is over a hundred years old, but after all, Dao does not talk about longevity. It is impolite to ask the age of a scholar casually, so Lu Xingxing really doesn't know the exact age of the ancestor. Nearly half a hundred years old.

This made Lu Xingxing a little curious. The reason why the master was able to maintain that state was because he practiced all the year round and exercised his body and mind. Then what happened to this old man?

Except for Master Zu, Lu Xingxing is really rare to see such a person.

The old man laughed heartily: "I will be 130 nine this year."

As soon as the words came out, the other guests who were still curiously looking around turned their heads to look at the old man in astonishment.

Although the old man looked different at first glance, everyone thought he was in his late [-]s or [-]s, but he didn't expect that the guide said that he was over [-] years old.

It's not the kind of people who have just passed a hundred years old that you can usually see around you, but those who are solidly over a hundred years old.

The old man generously allowed the crowd to gather, and seemed to be used to such surprised eyes.

While leading the crowd to the small building prepared for them, he patiently introduced his health-preserving scriptures to them. It seems that he has been explaining to tourists all year round, and even the words of the introduction are so proficient that he can speak them at any time. blurted out.

Although An Nanyuan felt that he was not old, he was introduced by his grandfather to reflect on himself. He felt that he had not paid attention to health preservation for a long time, and he really wanted to start soaking wolfberries in a thermos cup to maintain his health.

Everyone walked in front and surrounded the old man, listening to him explain how he maintained his health, laughter and exclamations came from time to time.

Yan Shixun walked at the back, with one hand in his pocket, his eyes gliding through the village indifferently.

Each village has its own different expression patterns due to its different terrain and customs.

But the most important point is that there must be crops in the village that guarantee food.

But it seems to be because Changshou Village is located in a mountain depression, surrounded by steep mountains, pointing straight to the sky, like a natural barrier that cannot be crossed.Therefore, under such a terrain, it is not very easy to grow crops, so the flat land is used to build village houses.

Yan Shixun glanced over, except for the small vegetable gardens next to each household, he didn't see any large fields like the few villages he had visited before.

Noticing Yan Shixun's gaze, the old man who was sitting at the door of his house basking in the sun raised his head, looked at Yan Shixun with a smile, and waved his hand kindly to greet him.

The old man's clothes were clean and tidy. Although there were layers of wrinkles on his old face, his face was plump, and he could tell that he was in good health.

Yan Shixun was caught off guard and met the old man's smiling eyes, and also parted a smile, bowing slightly to the old man in response.

But when he looked away, Yan Shixun glanced at the door beside the old man, where several pots of chrysanthemums were placed.

White, yellow, swaying in the wind, stretching the petals.

The chrysanthemums bloomed gorgeously, without the blandness in the previous impressions, and against the white-haired old man, they looked more vibrant and contrasted strongly.

Not only that, the old man seems to like chrysanthemums very much. On the small wooden building behind her, there are also chrysanthemum patterns carved everywhere. The slender petals are stretched, vivid and beautiful, as flexible as real chrysanthemums blooming on wood. The water will bloom again from the wood.

The old man turned a blind eye to this and was already very accustomed to the surrounding environment.

She didn't think there was anything wrong with such an overly vivid pattern, it was just the craftsmanship of the hired craftsmen.

Because the old man's expression was natural, the sense of weirdness that had appeared originally disappeared.

Yan Shixun quickly turned his eyes and continued walking forward.

But because he had just noticed the decorative patterns on the small building, he also more or less consciously looked at the beams and doors of the small building along the way.

Upon closer inspection, every household is actually engraved with chrysanthemum patterns, which are equally gorgeous and lively, as if the next moment the wood is blooming, tender and stretching.

Yan Shixun frowned, walked quickly to the old man who picked them up, and asked him about the chrysanthemum pattern.

"Didn't Ah Ye introduce you?" The old man was a little surprised, and subconsciously glanced at the guide beside him.

The guide thought about it, and it was true.

He was too busy introducing as many tourist spots as possible in accordance with the official requirements of the southern region, but he forgot to introduce Changshou Village itself.

The old man didn't take it seriously, and happily added an introduction to everyone: "Our village, although everyone who comes here says that it is because of the beautiful mountains and rivers here that we live long and have no diseases, but we feel that, Good mountains and rivers are mainly due to good water.”

"You should have seen it when you came here. There are streams everywhere in the mountains. The source of these waters is just further into the mountains, and there are large tracts of chrysanthemums blooming there."

Speaking of the origin, a trace of nostalgia flashed across the grandfather's face.

He quickly restrained his emotions, smiled and pointed to the river not far away, and asked, "Did you see that river?"

"Our village relies on the river for drinking water, because when the chrysanthemums in the upper reaches fall, the petals will fall into the river, so even the river water has the spirituality of chrysanthemums. We use this water, and we will naturally be healthy. "

The old man smiled and looked kind and good-tempered, like the most common grandfather next door.

"In my opinion, this river is the real reason for our good health."

When talking about the river water, the old man's expression was very proud.

The guide also nodded in agreement: "Many tourists who come to Changshou Village will try the mountain spring water here. It's sweet and clear. I promise it's better than the drinks you drink outside."

He smiled with emotion: "That's the river. Every time I can't help running to the village, I get to know the grandparents here. It's like this is my home."

The old man laughed, raised his hand and patted the guide on the back.

Although he is over [-] years old, he is in excellent physical condition. Seeing that he did not use much force, he made a "slap!" sound, and almost slapped the guide into the ground.

"Take it as your own home. Ah Ye has been here for so many years, and this place has long been your home. If you want to leave, we don't agree."

The old man also smiled and looked back at everyone in the program group, and said, "You are all the same, treat this place as your own home, tell me what you want to eat, what you lack, and you're welcome."

Zhang Wubing thanked him with a smile.

After everyone else answered with a smile, they stretched out their heads to look at the river next to them curiously again, wanting to know what is different about the highly acclaimed river.

But after walking a few steps, I heard the old man shouting not far away: "Here we are, this is your house."

The house prepared for everyone in the village is just not far from the river, and you can see the clear river water after a few steps, and the small wooden building is simple and clean, with white and yellow woven fabrics on it. Dangling, decorated with wood color.

It looks very folk and warm, and it feels like home.

Bai Shuang's eyes were amazed, and she walked over with a "wow", happily reached out and touched the wooden railing outside the small building, thanked the old man with a smile, and praised how beautiful the houses in the village are.

The old man was very happy: "Just as long as you like it, after all, you have to live for a long time, so you still have to choose the one you like to sleep in."

He was the first to step up the steps and pushed open the door of the small building.

The wooden door panel made a "creak!" sound, and dust scattered in the sun.

Like a house that has not been lived in for many days, a thin layer of dust has fallen.

The young master Song Ci, who was a little obsessed with cleanliness, noticed this, subconsciously took two steps back, and frowned.

Didn't you say that the house is already ready?Why is there so much dust.

Yan Shixun saw Song Ci's movement, and it happened that Song Ci didn't see the raised stone where he stepped back, so he casually reached out and grabbed Song Ci's collar, and lifted the little boy who was about to trip over. The young master carried it and stood up again.

"What's wrong?" Yan Shixun asked him with downcast eyes.

If it was a hotel outside the mountain, Song Ci must have called the room manager and asked him how he cleaned up and why it was so dirty.

But after all, this is a village. Looking at this small building with the same standard as other small buildings, you can guess that this is not a professional homestay. It should be that the house in the village has been vacated for them to live in and take care of it personally. , unprofessional is what it should be.

So the young master's expression changed several times, but he finally shook his head without saying anything.

Others kindly vacate a spare house, and he can't treat the hotel staff like a high-end VIP customer.

The young master's self-cultivation prevented him from doing such a thing.

While the two of them were still standing outside, the others followed the old man up the steps and into the small building.

The style inside is also the same as the outside of the small building. It is simple and elegant, and there are many decorations with folk characteristics. It looks like a warm atmosphere of life, as if the previous owner just went out and will be back soon.

When Bai Shuang saw these exquisite decorations, she liked them very much.

After asking the old man politely, the others each visited the rooms in the small building.

The small building has two floors. Because of the proximity to the river, there is still half a meter of space under the floor of the first floor to avoid moisture.

However, because it is not professionally used as a homestay, the room is not very sufficient.

Although the whole small building looks open, but after all, there are so many people in the program team, and even one point is lost.

Everyone counted, and all the rooms add up to nine, so the guests can only be wronged, and there are three people in one room.

After all, there are female guests like Bai Shuang and other female staff members, as well as people from the program group. After all, they really have to squeeze to sleep.

Because he didn't like dust, Song Ci, who didn't come in until the dust had cleared away, turned green when he heard them say they wanted a three-person room as soon as he stepped into the small building.

"I don't want to be with An Nanyuan."

Song Ci gritted his teeth: "This guy is sleeping and dancing. He is not honest at all. I will never share a room with this fool."

An Nanyuan was stunned, and An Nanyuan was wronged.

"Why do you dance while sleeping?"

An Nanyuan retorted weakly: "Maybe I will turn over when I sleep, but Song Ci, you can't slander me in front of the camera like this...I, I'm still an idol anyway."

Idol baggage is still necessary!

Song Ci snorted heavily, and mercilessly revealed to the camera: "An Nanyuan not only danced and danced, but also yelled, very annoying!"

It was when he was at Yelang Peak before, Song Ci was so angry that he wanted to beat someone up.

The audience in front of the camera was stunned, and then laughed uncontrollably.

[Ever since I got on this show, my brother's boy group idol status has become more and more difficult to keep. ]

[The elder brother who used to cover his bangs to maintain his hairstyle in windy days has finally reached the point of being exposed, and his idol image shattered to pieces. ]

[No, that's the sound of my brother's heartbreaking hahahahaha. ]

[The little son of the Song family is about to despise An Nanyuan to death. I am afraid that after this episode, the entire entertainment circle will know that An Nanyuan sleeps so wonderfully hahaha. ]

[Laughing to death, brother, what do you do when you sleep?Others are the most stable when they sleep, how come you are the most tossed when you sleep? ]

[! ! !I don't dislike it!I can sleep with my brother! ]

An Nanyuan was shaken away by Song Ci, Jun blushed, and gave a fake cough in embarrassment: "Isn't that because I had a nightmare before..."

The more he spoke, the weaker his confidence became, and he could hardly hear his voice in the end.

However, An Nanyuan still forcibly put together his broken face, patted his chest and assured: "Don't worry, it will definitely not happen this time, the air in Changshou Village is so good, I will definitely sleep until dawn. "

It's not that An Nanyuan wanted to share a room with Song Ci, he didn't care who he slept with at first, after all, after a few episodes of the show, these people are not just colleagues for him, but their lives Friends, the kind who dare to give their lives to each other.

I don't care about life and death anymore, do you mind other things?

But once Song Ci disliked him, things would be different.

An Nanyuan was aroused to win and lose. Although he was a little guilty, he knew that there was a reason for Song Ci's dislike of his dishonesty in sleeping, but he still wanted to forcefully save face and prove that he could actually sleep well.

So he pulled Song Ci forcibly, insisting that he must share a room with Song Ci.

Song Ci was so annoyed: "An Nanyuan, are you a kindergartener? Please walk independently!"

The barrage was going crazy from laughing.

[In the past, I only heard of other people tying up my brother. This is the first time I saw my brother trying to tie up others, and I was disgusted. ]

[What am I a fan of?People suck. ]

[The original An Nanyuan fan: ah ah ah brother so handsome look at me!Now: who are you? ]

[Who doesn't like Song Maomao?I declare that I will be a fan of Song Mao Mao from now on! ]

[Yes!Whose cute kitty has no temper?Our song cat is so cute, is it abnormal to have a little temper? ]

[An Nanyuan, please be a qualified cat slave, don't make the cat owner angry.funny.jpg]

[Pfft, I heard that the young master of the Song family loves this younger brother very much. The young master is now the head of the Song family. If he knew that you coveted his younger brother so much, he might kill him with a knife. ]

In the midst of the noise, Song Ci, who was finally overwhelmed by the disturbance, nodded and agreed to share a room with An Nanyuan.

The young master looked around and selected a room on the first floor.

This room has huge windows facing the clear river not far away. When you open the window and look at it, you can still see the river shining in the sun, like diamonds being ground into powder and falling into the drinking water. Among them, it is so beautiful that it is heart-pounding.

Walking out of the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can also walk into the corridor outside. You can get in close contact with the river water by squatting down, and you can touch the river water by extending your arms a little. The thin water mist falls on the sleeves, which is cool and pleasant.

The young master was very satisfied with the scenery.

There are also third-tier male stars sharing the room with the two of them.

The old man recognized the male star's accent, and asked curiously, "Where is your family from, my child? How do you hear your accent, so similar to our village?"

The male star smiled politely and said that his hometown used to be in the southern region.

"What a pity."

The old man heard that the male star moved to the city later, and said with some regret: "The environment outside is not as good as here, child, you must have suffered a lot."

The male star didn't know how to answer the conversation for a while.

Although he likes grandma, he also likes the time when he doesn't have to go to school in the village and spends his time playing wildly in the mountains and plains, but he really doesn't like the other people in the village, and even because of those people, he has left an indelible psychological shadow in his life.

If his parents hadn't picked him up, he would have been uncomfortable in the village at that time.

And after Grandma's death, he never went back, and he didn't know what the current situation in his hometown was like.

Now the old man suddenly asked, with the tone of being good at his hometown and suffering outside, which made the male star a little embarrassed. He couldn't refute but disagreed, so he could only smile stiffly.

Fortunately, the old man didn't care. He just pointed to the guide beside him and said, "I haven't been back for many years. I think I still miss my hometown, right? My child, you treat this place as your home for the rest of your life. Don't be too polite."

"If you want anything, you can tell Ah Ye, Ah Ye often comes here, and he is no different from the people in our village."

After comforting the male star, the grandfather wanted to ask the guide to take care of him, but he got stuck on the name of the male star.

"Son, what's your name?"

The old man smiled and said, "You and Ah Ye are about the same age, so you should be able to chat."

The male star looked at the guide's honest and slightly tanned face, and for a moment almost thought that the old man was saying that he was old.

But he quickly realized that for the old grandfather who is a hundred years old, everyone under the age of one hundred should be a child, and they are all about the same age.The old man is not from the entertainment industry, nor is he a competitor, so how could he connotate that he is old.

The male star shook his head helplessly, and laughed at himself for being in the entertainment circle all year round, so he was really stereotyped. Maybe the old man was right, he was polluted outside.

"My name is Nan Tian, ​​grandpa, you can just call me Xiao Tian." The male star responded with a smile.

The old man nodded: "Ah Tian, ​​please clean up. I'll go and see how my old lady's preparations are going. I'll call you for dinner later."

"Please wait."

Yan Shixun stopped him: "I want to ask you, was this house lived by people from the village before?"

He looked around at the decorations in the small building, feeling something was wrong.

In a village with a very slow pace like this, and there are no modern electronic products to relieve boredom, it just follows the most traditional and ancient way of working and resting, and even the aesthetics of the people in the village are more primitive.

Just like what Yan Shixun saw when he walked all the way, many old people's houses are decorated with flowers and tie-dye cloth, but in this small building, Yan Shixun even saw modern vinyl records, and A few scattered photos of film development that were casually placed on the chest of drawers.

These things are either old, or they are played by rich and leisurely people. After all, there are very few people who can use records now, and they love the obsolete method of film development, which is more like professional backpack picking. by the photographer of the scene.

Or... more like the image of a person who would pack a backpack and live in seclusion in the mountains.

Judging from the chests of drawers, classical sideboards and other furniture that are not quite similar to the style in the village, Yan Shixun based on these things and sketched the image of a literary youth with a few strokes in his mind.

And those records and developed photos are not as if the owner knew that he was going to travel far away and carefully packed things up, but placed them randomly, as if the owner just went to the next door and will come back soon.

These senses of disobedience made Yan Shixun feel strange.

"It's where the children live, but they're gone now, and it's still empty, so I packed it up and you live in it."

The old man smiled and comforted him, "Don't worry, it's very clean. The scenery here is also good. The outside is facing the river. It's the best location in the village."

"If you are thirsty, just drink the river water. It's very sweet and clean. Don't dislike it."

The old man is like an elder who is afraid of being disgusted by the younger generation. He strongly recommends what he thinks is good, and wants to make the distressed younger generation happy: "This must be the best water you have ever drunk. Trust Grandpa."

The guide also walked out with the grandfather, and said to the program group with a smile: "I'll help, I'll be back in a while, you guys rest first."

After they walked out, everyone in the program group could vaguely hear the guide say: "I haven't come to drink water for a long time, but I'm thirsty to death."

Lu Xingxing, who was slumped on the sofa in the living room, suddenly became curious: "Is it really that delicious?"

Zhao Zhen rubbed his chin: "Water...how can it taste good?"

But Lu Xingxing became interested, and couldn't help but pull Zhao Zhen out: "Let's go, let's try."

"Anyway, it's water if it doesn't taste good. I'm thirsty after walking such a long distance. Didn't I hear people say that I drink water here?"

Lu Xingxing complained: "After memorizing the books all the way, I'm exhausted and thirsty."

Zhao Zhen was helpless: "Are you a kindergarten child, you should hold hands when drinking water."

However, Lu Xingxing dragged Zhao Zhen away like a joke, without even looking at the room, and threw the heavy backpack on the sofa.

Others are still dividing rooms.

Because there are not many female members in the program group and there are few rooms, considering the safety of female members, the rooms of Bai Shuang and others are arranged on the second floor.

"In this way, even if someone rushes in, our people on the first floor can act as meat shields first."

Male star Nan Tianchong blinked at Baishuang, and said with a smile: "Then you girls can take the opportunity to escape."

Bai Shuang was amused.

The others also laughed, saying that Nan Tian's imagination is so rich, how could such a situation happen.

Amidst the laughter, Yan Shixun really considered Nan Tian's words, and then chose a room on the other side of the first floor, guarding the gate, which had the same structure as Song Ci's room.

Originally, Yan Shixun didn't want to share a room with Ye Li, but in the small courtyard in Binhai City, his room and Ye Li's room are now separated by a diagonal line, and he wished that the house could be separated by as long as possible.

But in this situation, even if Yan Shixun didn't want to share a room with Ye Li, considering Ye Li's status, the result of letting him share a room with other people would be even more terrifying, so he could only sigh and agree. Leo and Ye Li slept in the same room.

There was only one huge bed in the room, which took up most of the room, right under the window.

It should be a custom here, no matter how many people there are, there is such a bedding.

When Yan Shixun had a headache about how to sleep tonight, Ye Li, whose air pressure had been extremely low since entering the mountain, showed a happy smile.

In the small building, there are a few chrysanthemums with dew in the vase, yellow and white, mixed among them, quiet and lively.

Under the vacated floor of the small building, the engraved chrysanthemum pattern stretches its petals wantonly. Amidst the faint voices from above, the buds that are about to bloom slowly unfold, and a human face is exposed in the blooming flower core.

Howled silently towards the wet soil, ferociously sad.