Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

By the second hour, Song Bojian began to look troubled.

Jinchen gave him a don't worry look.

Then, with very poor acting skills, he pretended to slip and fall on his back.

"Ouch, ouch, it hurts!"

He shouted, his expression distressed.

Song Bojian stood up straight, his expression a bit difficult to describe.

"...Your acting skills are so bad."

〖Jinchen, you...really made me cry to death! 〗

〖Song Movie Emperor, can you help Chenchen improve his acting skills? Hahahaha! 〗

"Hahahahahahahahaha! It has to be you Jinchen!"

Looking at it from a close distance, Le Guilu was almost laughing like crazy.

After being exposed, Jinchen simply lay on the ground, avoiding Le Guilu's hand to support him.

"No matter what, I fell down and I have to be pulled up by my seniors!"

Le Guilu: “Damn, you’re playing this trick, right?”

He glanced at Chen Mo without leaving any trace, OK!Got it!

〖Bah!We've caught all the looks! 〗

〖Hahahaha Lele: I learned it! 〗

Song Bojian was so troubled by him that she had no choice but to squat down and look at him.

"Get up."

"Ah...it hurts!"

Jinchen took Song Bojian's hand and shook it, "Senior, pull me up."

He curled his lips slightly and his eyes were bright.

Like a coquettish big dog hook.

Song Bojian was amused by her own thoughts, grabbed Jinchen's arm and pulled Jinchen up from the lawn.

Unexpectedly, they couldn't hold back their strength, and the two hugged each other.

In an instant, the world seemed to be quiet, except for the sound of heartbeats.

After being stunned for a few seconds, Song Bojian patted him uncomfortably.

"Jinchen, stand still."

"hey-hey."

Jinchen laughed happily twice and stood up straight again.

Suddenly he covered the radio microphone with his hand, leaned into Song Bojian's ear and said something.

The barrage was not heard clearly again.

〖Come again!What's going on with your show? 〗

〖What are you doing, what are you doing with us? 〗

〖Ah ah ah, he even covered his mouth, there was no chance to guess the lip reading! 〗

Song Bojian's ears were slightly red and she gave him an angry look.

Jinchen immediately laughed loudly.

"After three rounds of games, the combination of Song Bojian and Jinchen won. They have priority to enter the island villa and choose a room. Note that it is one room per person."

The directing team began the next process.

Jinchen took Song Bojian's hand and said, "Let's go!"

Several other guests followed and walked into the villa.

The six-day island trip officially begins.

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Jinchen and Song Bojian discussed it for a while and finally chose a room with a balcony on the third floor. A lounge chair could be placed on the balcony, which was very comfortable to bask in the sun.

Seeing that Jinchen seemed to like this room very much, Song Bojian asked.

"How about I give you this room?"

"Huh? I live next door to senior."

Jinchen was helping him carry his suitcase upstairs. Hearing this, he explained with a smile, "The balconies of the two rooms are connected."

"That's good, thank you..."

Suddenly remembering that Jinchen didn't want to hear this word, Song Bojian changed his words.

"Please give me your advice in the next few days."

Amused by his official and serious expression, Jin Chen laughed a few times and said, "Okay, I'll ask Senior Song for your advice in the next few days!"

After saying that, he took his suitcase to the next room to pack it.

Song Bojian touched his nose.

Why does he feel that after adding the name, this sentence becomes a bit strange.

Several guests repaired a little in the room and then gathered in the living room.

The living room and open kitchen are integrated, separated by a sofa.

Wen Ciye had already returned with the disinfected Su Feng, and his expression returned to normal.

It was already lunch time, and the director team had also evacuated the villa, leaving them to take care of lunch themselves.

Chen Mo touched his hair embarrassedly.

"Well, which one of you can cook? I can help you."

Le Guilu sat beside her with his arms crossed.

"I can too!"

Jinchen rolled his peach blossom eyes and said in a sly tone, "Senior, I will cook for you. Can you promise me something later?"

Song Bojian, who couldn't cook, nodded in agreement.

He thought for a while and then hesitated: "...I am very picky about food."

"I know, leave it to me!"

Su Feng pushed Wen Ciye, dissatisfied, "I'm so hungry!"

Keep your fingers clean of Yang Chun Shui, Mr. Ba, Wen Ciye: "..."

He looked at Xu Ling, who had just volunteered that he could cook.

"I don't care, I want to eat what you cook."

Su Feng wanted to call someone else, but he immediately became unhappy.

Wen Ciye sighed, "Okay, I'll do it for you."

He took off his suit jacket, rolled up his sleeves and walked into the kitchen.

"I'm here to help you! Strike a blow!"

Chen Mo rolled up his sleeves and rushed in.

The kitchen, which was not very small at first, suddenly became a little cramped after four people walked in.

Although Jinchen said he was only cooking for Song Bojian, he was still on the live broadcast and still cooked more.

He was extremely skillful in cooking and adding seasonings, and the aroma soon came out.

What Xu Ling fried was home-cooked. Although it didn't look as good as Jinchen's, the smell still made people hungry.

Only Wen Ciye's cooking was like a war, with the constant sounds of clattering dishes and tapping of spatulas.

From time to time there was the sound of popping water from a hot pot.

Chen Mo attacked him with fear.

〖It can be seen that Mr. Wen has never cooked before, hahaha! 〗

〖Oh my God...is Jinchen really an idol?You don’t have to be too skilled at cooking!Woo woo woo, Actor Song is so lucky! 〗

〖Chen Mo: I really want to escape!Hahahahaha! 〗

In the end, Jinchen cooked four dishes.

Braised chicken nuggets in scallion oil, shredded fish-flavored pork, scrambled eggs with shrimps and a vegetarian dish.

I remember that my wife prefers sweet food, so I divided some separately.

Xu Ling was very fast and cooked five dishes.

She exclaimed, "Jinchen, you are so good at cooking!"

"I used to cook for myself, so I may be more skilled at it."

Jinchen laughed twice, "You did a good job, at least someone will like it very much."

Xu Ling smiled shyly, "Thank you, someone of yours will also like it very much."

〖Zhou Yannan, Song Bojian: Just tell me your name. 〗

〖These two groups are really clear!It’s great to have candy on the first day! 〗

The conversation between the two was concealed by Wen Ciye's crackling voice and was not heard by the people chatting on the sofa.

Xu Xinzheng was desperate to communicate with Zhou Yannan, but turned around and saw Jinchen and Xu Ling talking and laughing again.

She smiled and said, "Sister Xu Ling and Jin Chen were chatting happily. They must be sharing their cooking experience."

Zhou Yannan immediately turned his head and saw Xu Ling's shy smile, frowning slightly.

Song Bojian naturally saw it too.

He looked away and said nothing.

Su Feng laughed out loud, "Jinchen is not stupid, and there is nothing wrong with liking young and beautiful people."

As if remembering something, he suddenly covered his mouth, "I'm sorry, Senior Song, I didn't mean to say you were old."

Song Bojian twitched the corner of his mouth and ignored him.

Wu Nian glanced at Su Feng, who was speaking openly, and his eyes flashed with displeasure.

Although she is two years younger than Song Bojian, she is already 30 this year. She has heard a lot of rumors and even mentioned her age in the last variety show.

Wu Nian looked at him meaningfully.

"The most important thing for young actors is to hone their acting skills, rather than rely on flesh and blood to stay popular."

Su Feng's face immediately dropped, with an unhappy expression.

At this time, the meals for the three of them were placed on the long dining table at noon.

"Time to eat."

Xu Ling calls out to everyone.