The eight guests came to the stairs.

There was a square table at the entrance of the stairs, with eight red threads placed irregularly on the table. The red threads connected to the table were entangled and tangled, winding around the railings of the stairs in a disorderly manner, and then turning back in the middle and winding around.

The eight red lines look extremely confusing, and it is impossible to judge the direction of each red line with the naked eye. One has to untie the knots formed by the red lines little by little and walk along the red lines to find the end point.

The director said, "There are three rooms on the second floor. Each room has two single beds, so even if we are assigned to the same room, we don't have to feel awkward."

Wang Yanni asked: "What about the fourth room?"

"Hahaha," the director's eyes swept over all the guests and he laughed cunningly, "The fourth room is on the third floor. It has the best view and the largest area in the entire villa."

"Whoever chooses this room must be lucky..."

Shu Changchang interrupted the director: "Director, if you have something to say, just say it directly. Don't just talk about the advantages of this room. I don't believe that this room is good in every way."

Director: "Hey, the fourth room is bigger and has a bigger bed."

“It is the only room in the whole villa with a king-size bed. The downside is that there is only this one bed in the room.”

"That is to say, the person who chooses the fourth room will have to sleep in the same bed with another person for the next week."

"This is a good opportunity to enhance your relationship, so please seize it."

After the director finished speaking, he pointed to the square table and said, "Okay, now please choose the red thread."

"A thousand miles of marriage is tied by a thread. Whether there is fate or not depends on now."

The director did not specify the order in which the guests should draw the red lines. Everyone can choose whatever they like. This way, there is a high degree of randomness. Which room you draw and who you become roommates with both involve a lot of luck.

Fu Bai was not the first to go up. He half leaned on the handrail of the stairs, his eyes sweeping over the others.

At this point, everyone actually has a clear idea in their mind about who they want to live in the same room with. Before choosing the red line, they will subconsciously look at the person they want to live with.

For example, Jiang Qi always looks at Zheng Siyu intentionally or unintentionally.

Zheng Siyu looked at Fu Bai and then at Chen Lan, as if he was making a difficult decision.

Xiao Shaojun is worthy of being the movie emperor. There was no expression on his face, just a faint smile, as if it didn’t matter what he chose.

Chen Lan said eagerly: "Then I will choose first."

At the same time, 748 boasted in Fu Bai's sea of ​​consciousness: [Fu Bai Bai! Guess what I discovered! ]

[I just scanned these red lines and found that the end of the red line connecting the room is not fixed, and someone is secretly hiding upstairs. ]

[Once you select the red line, the people upstairs will receive the signal and change the room connected to the other end of the red line.]

748 Hehe: [The program team has a script! They are manipulating the results of the room selection! ]

It's worthy of being a dramatic love show, and it will break up as many couples as possible who have already developed double arrows.

Fu Bai is not unexpected.

The director team always has to keep the direction of the variety show under their control.

748 After showing off for a while, Chen Lan had already come to the side of the square table, wanting to pull out a red thread.

When he stretched out his hand, Fu Bai saw him glance in the direction of Xie Chen.

That one look is a must.

Fu Bai raised his eyebrows. It seemed that there was some unspeakable deal between Chen Lan and the program crew.

748 also saw the look Chen Lan had just given Xie Chen. He had been with Fu Bai for a while and absorbed a lot of energy in the previous small world. He felt that his IQ had improved a little.

No longer the mentally retarded kid he used to be.

So it took the initiative to analyze: [Fu Baibai, could it be that Chen Lan bribed the production team to arrange him and Xie Gougou in the room on the third floor? ]

Fu Bai: “Hmm.”

748 worriedly said: [What should we do? You won't just watch Chen Lan and Xie Gougou sleep together for a week, right? ]

Fu Bai was not anxious at all, but asked: [In the original plot, who was Chen Lan in the same room with? ]

748 Check the original plot immediately: [With Xiao Shaojun. ]

After all, the two of them are the protagonists of this world, and they always have to sleep together to cultivate their feelings.

Fu Bai: "That's it, isn't it?"

748 felt like a little idiot again: [But... the original plot was never correct. ]

Isn't Fu Bai the one who least believes in the original plot? Why is he following the original plot again this time?

Fu Bai smiled lightly and did not answer 748's question.

The original plot really has no reference value, but the money ability is there.

Since Chen Lan can know the program team's design, others can too.

Similarly, Chen Lan can trade with the program team, and so can others.

What kind of marriage is destined to happen? It's just because I'm rich.

Knowing this, Fu Bai did not stop anything. After everyone else had chosen the end of the red thread, Fu Bai slowly walked forward and picked up the last red thread.

Xie Chen came over at this time: "Bai Bai, do you want to sleep in the room on the third floor?"

Fu Bai pretended to be surprised and looked at Xie Chen: "Can you decide?"

Xie Chen chuckled: "I have super powers."

After saying this, he pretended to take the red thread from Fu Bai's hand and entangled his own with Fu Bai's.

"Well, I have cast a spell on our red string, and it will never come apart."

Fu Bai couldn't help but stretched out his hand to pinch Xie Chen's face and said with a smile: "You are so cute."

Xie Chen's eyes lit up. If it weren't for the camera, he would have kissed Fu Bai on the back of his head.

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It turns out that Xie Chen's "superpower" is invincible.

The route he chose eventually led him to a huge sea view room on the third floor.

Chen Lan also arrived at the third floor along the line at the same time as Xie Chen.

Seeing Xie Chen standing at the door of the sea view room, Chen Lan pretended to be surprised and said, "You also chose this room?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Bai came up.

The floating red thread was a little messy, and it took a long time to untie it. After he came up, he saw Chen Lan and raised his eyebrows.

The current scene is that the other ends of the red strings of Fu Bai, Xie Chen and Chen Lan are all wrapped around the door handle of the sea view room.

Two of the three ended at the door handle, while the other one wrapped around the handle several times, then turned back and wrapped around the railing of the stairs, extending downstairs.

Chen Lan was certain that the red thread that didn't fit in was the red thread in Fu Bai's hand. He raised his hand proudly, but said to Fu Bai with a regretful tone:

"Fubai, what a shame, my red thread led me to this room."

"It seems that you and Xie Chen are not that destined to be together."

Before Fu Bai responded, Xie Chen yelled, "Hey, hey, hey, don't say nonsense."

"Mr. Chen Lan, do you want to take another look at your own red line and see where it is connected to?"

While Xie Chen was speaking in a distant tone, he picked up Chen Lan's red line one meter away from her.

He followed the red line to the door of the sea view room.

Then, Chen Lan watched Xie Chen untie the red string wrapped around the door handle.

The red line does not end there, but turns back to the stairs.

From the beginning to the end, the only one who didn't fit in was him, Chen Lan.

Fu Bai leaned to the side and made a gesture of invitation: "Mr. Chen Lan, please."

Chen Lan's face darkened.

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