Qi Xingchen did not expect that even though he had tried his best to get Zhou Yu out of the picture, he still could not avoid what he wanted to avoid.
Could it be that he still could not change the plot?
Zhou Yu was holding a red Rimowa Supreme suitcase in his left hand and a Gucci backpack on his right shoulder. He was dressed in a Parisian aristocrat suit and his dirty shoes matched the outfit perfectly.
It had to be said that Zhou Yu's looks and body were really good. Otherwise, Qi Yuji would not be able to love him so much.
Walking into the courtyard, Zhou Yu bowed and respectfully shook hands with Director Zhao. Director Zhao smiled and said, "His name is Zhou Yu. He is now a model for Nuoya. Bai Ye and Xing Xing should know him, right?"
Bai Ye did not say anything. Qi Xingchen responded.
"At the same time, he is also a child from Qianzhou." Director Zhao continued, "He is more familiar with this place. If there are any customs that you do not understand, you can ask him."
"Yes, I will be looking forward to your guidance in the coming week." Zhou Yu continued.
The audience in the first episode was more familiar with the regular guests. From the second episode onwards, new blood would be added to prevent the audience's aesthetic fatigue. This was a common practice of variety shows.
However, when it came to the flying guests, they would usually choose the more famous ones.
For Zhou Yu to be able to come this time, Qi Yuji must have played a part.
After the director's introduction, the guests began to exchange greetings.
Zhou Yu politely shook hands with them one by one. When it was Tao Tao's turn.
Tao Tao smiled faintly. "Hello, just call me Tao Tao."
[In a flash, Zhou Yu was dazzled by Tao Tao's smile.
Love was born at this moment. Zhou Yu fell hopelessly in love with Tao Tao.]
This sentence was the original content of "The Peaches of the Night". Qi Xingchen remembered it vividly.
The scene in front of him overlapped with the original text. Zhou Yu looked at Tao Tao and lost his soul.
However, the original text happened during the first recording of the show. This was the second stop of "Poor Traveller".
Qi Xingchen gritted his teeth and quickly inserted himself between the two. He patted Zhou Yu's arm and pretended to be familiar. "Yu, why didn't you tell me before you came?"
Zhou Yu was confused. He did not know to contact Qi Xingchen. how could he?
Then, he realized that Qi Xingchen was probably trying to get close to him.
Qi Xingchen's popularity had skyrocketed ever since he joined Budget Traveller.
Every night, Zhou Yu couldn't help but wonder what would have happened if he had been the one to enter "Poor Traveler".
He must have performed better than Qi Xingchen, right?
He to millions of his fans fans fans to fans
You should have gotten the role of a big platform web drama, right?
Maybe he could even star in a movie?
Qi Xingchen was in his way. Fortunately, he had been trying to bewitch Qi Yuji. He begged Qi Yuji to use her connections to get him in.
Now, it was his turn to take revenge.
Zhou Yu smiled and said, "I was afraid that you would be busy, so I didn't contact you.
Xing Xing, long time no see. "
After picking them up, the second stop officially began. The most important thing was to find a place to stay.
Zhang Yunfei wanted to rent a house from a local farmer like he did in Olympia Village. Qi Xingchen stopped him and said, "Brother Yunfei, let me try. Maybe I can do it for free."
"How are you going to do it?"
"Wait for me. I'll talk to Zeng Er."
With that, Qi Xingchen asked the others to wait and ran to Zeng Er's house.
The Zeng family was the wealthiest family in Yangyi Village. When the village chief was busy, they could ask him to take care of important guests.
In the bright and spacious house, there were brand-new brick houses on the north, west, and south sides. The door opened to the east, and there were two big yellow dogs at the door.
Qi Xingchen stepped into the house and nodded with satisfaction. Then he shouted, "Uncle Zeng!"
"Aiyo." Zeng Er took the man over and settled him in the village chief's office. Then, he went home to feed the horses. When he saw Qi Xingchen and a large group of cameramen coming in, he immediately put down the fodder in his hands and said, "The leader is here!"
"I'm not the leader. You can call me Xing Xing." Qi Xingchen smiled kindly and said, "Uncle Zeng, I want to discuss something with you."
"The seven of us came here in a hurry and don't have a place to stay. Can we stay at your place for a few days?"
Zeng Er immediately looked embarrassed. Although his house was big, his son and daughter-in-law lived with them.
It was inconvenient for so many people to come all of a sudden, and it would be troublesome to have more people to eat.
Qi Xingchen saw that Zeng Er was worried. He took a small stool and sat next to Zeng Er. He put on a sincere attitude and said, "Uncle Zeng, you know why we're here, right?"
Zeng Er said, "I know. We're here to film a show."
"Then you should know why the village chief came to pick us up with such great fanfare."
Zeng Er nodded and said, "He said that you're strategic partners who can promote the development of tourism and make a celebrity farmer's house rich."
"That's right, Uncle Zeng."
Qi Xingchen leaned closer to Zeng Er and lowered his voice.
The assistant couldn't hear anything, so he moved closer to Zeng Er.
Qi Xingchen whispered, "Do you think it's appropriate to leave such important guests in the office?"
Zeng Er shook his head and said firmly, "It's not appropriate."
"Then think about it. Why would the village chief rather leave us in the office than let you take us to your house?
Your house is the best in the village. It's even bigger than the village chief's house. It's the most suitable place to receive guests, and it's also the most suitable place to open a celebrity farmer's house to make money. "
Qi Xingchen emphasized the last two words, "Earn money."
The assistant thought that it was the program team who asked the reception staff to leave the guests at random. If they took them to their hometown's house, wouldn't it indirectly save the tourism fund?
That's not in line with the program's content!
However, Zeng Er, who didn't know the inside story, frowned and fell into deep thought.
After a while, Zeng Er slapped his thigh hard and gritted his teeth. "Damn the village chief. He wants you to go to his house after he's done with work. He wants to turn his house into a celebrity farmer's house and make money!"
"Hey, hey, hey, Uncle Zeng, lower your voice. Don't be so agitated." Qi Xingchen smiled mysteriously and blinked. "You said it, not me. I didn't say anything."
Zeng Er nodded. He was so angry that he panted heavily.
He didn't expect the village chief to be so unscrupulous. He actually took advantage of him!
He patted Qi Xingchen's shoulder and said, "Little Xing Xing, don't worry. You're so good to me. I won't tell anyone about you!
You can stay here for as long as you want. I'll kill pigs for you every day! "
"No, no, we celebrities are on a diet. We don't eat much meat." Qi Xingchen was a little ashamed of lying to Zeng Er. He didn't dare to eat other people's pigs. "Just make us some green farmer's vegetables!"
"How can that be? We can eat chicken or fish. Uncle has a fish pond!"
"Okay, okay, okay. Anyway, don't spend too much money!"
Seeing the two of them with their arms around each other's shoulders and singing the same tune as if they were uncle and nephew, the staff present wanted to laugh.
However, due to their professionalism, they forced themselves to hold back. Their faces were all red.
In the monitoring room, the director and assistant director looked at each other. They wanted to laugh but also wanted to cry.
"Assistant Director Li." Director Zhao was so angry that he grabbed his hair. "This kid was sent by God to torture me. He actually knows how to drive a wedge between us!"
Assistant Director Li looked like he had nothing left to live for. "Amazing, this is f * cking amazing. This old man has eaten more salt than this kid. How could I be so easily fooled by him?!
I thought he was doing it for the good of the Zeng family. He wanted to kill pigs and feed them fish. This f * cking, isn't this the same as selling people and helping them count the money? "
"Sigh … It's my fault for not informing you in advance. We can't stay here for free."
"It's not your fault. Who the f * ck knew that monkey would do this …"
While the directors were deep in thought, Zeng Er had already hurriedly tidied up the house on the west and north sides of his house.
Everyone was preparing to tidy up the house. The girls were sent to wash the pots and pans. In the house, Zhang Yunfei was sweeping the floor and was surprised. "Xing Xing, how did you manage to get Uncle Zeng?"
"That …" Qi Xingchen was embarrassed to say that he had tricked him. "I just acted pitiful."
"How much did you sell him?"
"Call him uncle and say something nice." Qi Xingchen's eyes kept darting around guiltily, and inadvertently fell on Bai Ye.
Bai Ye was in charge of making the bed. At this moment, he was taking out the bedding from the cabinet.
His arm that was touching the quilt was tense, and his eyebrows were slightly furrowed.
Qi Xingchen sighed faintly. The two rooms in Zeng Er's house had been empty for too long. The bedding was probably damp.
His fake idol had sensitive skin like his real idol. If he slept with him, he might get a rash.
Qi Xingchen threw down the rag and tiptoed out.
The cameraman who had just sat down had to stand up again and follow him in tears.
Zhou Yu, who was cleaning the yard, saw him and ran over. "Xing Xing, where are you going?"
"I'm going out for a walk."
Just now, Qi Xingchen had settled the residence by himself. This time, he might do something to claim credit. Zhou Yu couldn't let him do all the good things by himself. Zhou Yu's mind raced as he smiled and said, "Then I'll go with you. I also want to see the local customs here."
Qi Xingchen looked at Zhou Yu and said with a smile, "Okay."
He had to find a chance to get rid of this disaster. However, he hadn't thought of a plan yet, so he could only wait.
The two of them walked to the main road of the village. Because they lived in the mountains, the villagers' yards were drying wood ears, mushrooms and other mountain products.
Qi Xingchen looked around as he walked, as if he was looking for something. Zhou Yu snickered in his heart. Oh, his purpose was indeed not pure.
When they reached the east side of the village, Qi Xingchen stopped and turned into the last yard.
This yard was very clean, and the farm tools were placed neatly.
There was a long clothesline from left to right in the yard. A few quilts, quilt covers, and bed sheets were floating in the wind. They were very clean.
Qi Xingchen went over to touch them. They were already dry. He shouted into the house, "Hello, is anyone here?"
Not long after, a woman in her fifties came out with a spatula. "Who are you looking for?"
"Hello, auntie. We are guests who are here to record the show." Seeing that the woman was cooking, Qi Xingchen didn't want to waste her time and went straight to the point. "Are you selling this quilt?"
Zhou Yu suddenly realized that Qi Xingchen was looking for a quilt because the quilt in Zeng Er's house was not good!
"Xing Xing," Zhou Yu finally found something to use against him, so he quickly said, "Why do you suddenly want to buy a quilt? Do you think that Uncle Zeng's house is dirty?"
"… No," Qi Xingchen said, "Uncle Zeng's quilt has been there for too long. It's too damp."
"It's normal that it's damp in the south. How can a man like you be so delicate?
Look at me. I grew up here, but I'm still alive and well.
A quilt is very expensive, and our travel fund is so small. Try to reduce unnecessary expenses. "
Qi Xingchen was in a dilemma. Zhou Yu was now pretending to be considerate of the team. If he insisted on buying a quilt, he would definitely be criticized by the haters.