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Refreshing and vibrant.

But He Sijia knew that it was just an illusion. The other party possessed a high degree of rationality that most adults could not match, and he advanced and retreated well, without any disadvantage.

He Sijia was surprised to see Wu Zhen here, but she never thought of avoiding it.

They are in the same circle and will meet sooner or later.

What's more, he didn't have any reason to avoid it.

Although he once lost his sense of proportion, he stopped the loss in time and saved his face.

As for Wu Zhen's choice, he has nothing to complain about. The two are nothing more than a common sex/friend relationship in the circle. There is no promise to each other, and anyone has the right to withdraw at any time.

It's just that there was a taboo and crazy past between them. Even though He Sijia had already made mental preparations, it was still hard to calm down when they met again.

No matter how the heart fluctuates, He Sijia doesn't show any emotions.

As long as he wants to, he can control his expression precisely. His experience from childhood to adulthood has taught him to hide it. It's just that he didn't want to wrong himself many years ago.

However, at this moment, he regained the ability to paint skin again.

He Sijia pulled away the hand held by Ruan Xueli, stepped forward, and generously gave Wu Zhen a hug in front of all the cameras.

Wu Zhen was a little surprised, and turned his head to look at him, with a bit of inquiry in his eyes.

After a while, he hugged He Sijia implicitly, his eyes fell on Ruan Xueli's delicate face, and then moved to the other's arm without any trace.

They let go of each other at the same time, Mei Qing also walked over at this moment, and said with a smile: "The two brothers meet again, how do you feel?"

"Journey to the Yellow River" is a variety show with the main theme, and it is a variety show after all. Since it is a variety show, it has a certain degree of entertainment. Mei Qing did not forget to advertise "Wan Gu" at this time.

Wu Zhen looked at He Sijia, smiled and said, "My brother can finally speak, I'm happy for him."

He Sijia was also laughing, "My brother finally finished his labor reform and can breathe free air. I am moved for him."

Mei Qing said "hehe", always feeling weird.

Seeing that the guests had assembled, Mei Qing greeted everyone to get on the bus.

They want to take a car to Xiaoling Village under the jurisdiction of City X, and stay in the village for one night. The next day, they will depart from Xiaoling Village to City T to visit the Research Center for Soil and Water Conservation and Ecology in T City.

The recording schedule lasted for three days, and was divided into two phases of editing. In terms of form, it can be regarded as a kind of slow variety show.

The program group arranged a commercial vehicle with seven seats, and all the guests took the same vehicle. The two ladies boarded the vehicle first, and He Sijia followed them to the last row.

When Wu Zhen came up, he glanced at He Sijia lightly, and then sat in the seat in front of him.

Since the program team is only responsible for planning the route and arranging rest spots, the small attractions on the road need to be discovered by the guests themselves.

Mei Qing had given He Sijia a task in advance to prepare a strategy, but now she turned around and asked, "Scarlett, where is your strategy?"

He Sijia took the backpack calmly, "I typed it out."

The strategy was prepared by the team's newly recruited publicity. He Sijia took out a few pages, cleared his throat, and was about to read, but when he saw the contents of the paper, he only had one thought——It's getting cold, it's time to leave .

He was silent for a moment, and said: "This guide is too loose, I'll look it up online."

As soon as the words fell, Ruan Xueli had already taken the strategy in his hand, and He Sijia wanted to snatch it back without even thinking about it, and there would inevitably be physical contact during the fight.

"Ah! The Taotao Yellow River is majestic, spanning 5400 kilometers, giving birth to Chinese civilization and raising the descendants of Yan and Huang..."

Ruan Xueli read while hiding, this is not a strategy, it is clearly a lyrical prose.

Most of the people in the car were laughing, including the cameraman in the passenger seat.

Wu Zhen didn't smile, and the corners of his lips were slightly curved. He didn't turn his head, but just stared at the front rearview mirror indifferently.

In the mirror, He Sijia seemed to be holding Ruan Xueli in her arms.

Wu Zhen tapped on the handrail with his fingertips intentionally or unintentionally, and suddenly said, "You two are so crowded together."

Ruan Xueli and He Sijia were both taken aback, only to find that Miao Miaomiao was squeezed so close to the door.

Ruan Xueli smiled at her little sister in embarrassment, and He Sijia also sat up straight, gave up destroying the evidence, and admitted her mistake honestly: "It may be a typo, I'm sorry, I will check again now."

Wu Zhen turned around, "I brought an ipad, let's go together."

Then he looked at Ruan Xueli, "Change position?"

Ruan Xueli readily agreed, she hates checking strategies the most.

The two exchanged positions with difficulty in the cramped space. Wu Zhen sat in the middle of the back row, took out his iPad and said in a business-like manner, "I'll check, you can remember."

He Sijia stared at him for a while, then clicked on the memo on the phone.

Wu Zhen's serious attitude allowed He Sijia to gradually get rid of distracting thoughts, and the two discussed and selected scenic spots.

The rest of the guests fell asleep one after another, and the only sound in the car was their low-key conversation.

Until the car drove into a certain forest and parked by the river beach, He Sijia's memo had already recorded a bunch of dense information.

The guests got out of the car one after another. Wu Zhen put the iPad on He Sijia's lap before getting up, and said naturally, "Put it away for me first."

He Sijia handed the ipad back to him again, "I can't fit it in my bag."

Wu Zhen didn't say anything, just took it with a smile.

He Sijia was the last to get out of the car, and felt a little diaphragm on the soles of her feet. It turned out that there were pebbles of different sizes on the ground.

He raised his eyes and looked around, only to see the green mountains in the distance, the lush vegetation, the gurgling river flowing through the shallows, and the sounds of mountains and fields can be heard everywhere.

It was getting closer now, and He Sijia was breathing the rare fresh air in the city, when Mei Qing asked, "Are you all hungry?"

Most of the female stars have small appetites, Ruan Xueli and Miao Miaomiao both said "it's okay" reservedly, He Sijia and Wu Zhen are really a little hungry.

"Let's have lunch here, picnic." Mei Qing said.

Ruan Xueli asked enthusiastically: "Is the program team so well prepared?"

Mei Qing laughed at her naivety, "I just prepared a lighter and tableware and seasonings, and we need to make the pot and ingredients ourselves. Oh yes, we also need to gather some firewood."

Ruan Xueli: "..."

The variety show hadn't aired yet, and the program team didn't give a detailed script, so the guests knew nothing about the style of the variety show.

Now it seems that it is not a serious variety show.

Everyone moved a few ponies from the car, tied them down, and sat around on the rocky beach.

Mei Qing, who led the rhythm, issued a task: "You divide into groups to see if you want to collect firewood or get something to exchange for ingredients. When I first came here, I saw a family nearby."

Generally speaking, the task of picking up firewood should be given to boys. Wu Zhen stood up consciously and looked at He Sijia.

He Sijia suggested with a smile, "It's not tiring to work with men and women, which girl will be with me?"

Ruan Xueli wanted to be in a group with He Sijia, but before she opened her mouth, she heard Wu Zhen say, "Miaomiao is young, go and exchange ingredients with Scarlett, can Sydney and I be in a group?"

Of course she couldn't say no.

So the four of them acted separately.

On the way, He Sijia asked Miao Miaomiao, "Who gave you your name?"

Although Miao Miaomiao is relatively introverted, she is an actress after all, so it is not difficult for her to communicate. She smiled shyly, "My mother."

"Does your mother like cats? Miao Miaomiao, meow meow?"

"My mother likes dogs."

He Sijia suddenly thought that most people in the country had dogs, so she changed her mind and said, "Miaomiao, I'm afraid of dogs. You can go and find out later. If that farmhouse has dogs scattered, please ask the owner to tie the dogs first."

Miao Miaomiao was surprised by He Sijia's frankness and righteousness. In her heart, He Sijia was considered an adult, so why was it so funny.

She suddenly became less nervous, and said with a suppressed smile, "Okay, brother Scarlett, don't worry."

He Sijia turned her head back and said, "Cut this part, don't broadcast it."

The cameras were noncommittal, and everyone was laughing.

Under the cover of Miao Miaomiao, He Sijia successfully entered a farmhouse. He was sweet-talking and could coax people. He exchanged a small box of specialties from City B that Mei Qing gave him for a lot of vegetables and meat. Iron pot, and led him to catch chickens.

But He Sijia grew up in the city, so she couldn't catch chickens, and she was in a mess after chasing her, and even fell down.

There was no other way, so the owner had to help him catch one himself.

He Sijia wanted to give money, but they refused to accept it.

He didn't force it either, and just let the program team make up for it later.

When he returned to the river beach, firewood had already been piled up on the ground.

Mei Qing was lighting a fire, Wu Zhen and Ruan Xueli both took off their shoes and stepped in the shallow water, bending over as if they were catching fish.

"Scarlett, what did you do?" Mei Qing saw that He Sijia and Miao Miaomiao had returned home full of rewards, and just about to boast, was shocked by He Sijia's embarrassment.

Following his question, both of them in the river looked over.

"I fell down while running a poison, it's nothing serious." He Sijia said lightly, he put down the iron pot, and took off the basket, "Good luck, I'll have chicken tonight."

Mei Qing walked over in a daze, saw a live chicken in the basket, and immediately yelled to the river, "Wu Zhen, Xue Li, you two, stop catching fish, Scarlett brought a chicken back—"

Wu Zhen and Ruan Xueli looked at each other and went ashore one after another.

While putting on his shoes, Wu Zhen kept observing He Sijia, seeing that his legs were straightened deliberately when he sat down, guessing that he probably broke his knee, so he went back to the car.

Wu Zhen found a small medical bag from his backpack, and didn't say he would help He Sijia with the medicine, but just gave him the medical bag, "Take care of it yourself."

He Sijia raised her eyes and said after a while, "Thank you, Teacher Wu."

Mei Qing had already brought out the chicken at this moment, and told everyone to boil water to wash the pot, and took a kitchen knife to kill the chicken.

Miao Miaomiao wanted to see but didn't dare to look, she half hid behind He Sijia, while Ruan Xueli squatted beside He Sijia to help him treat the wound.

Only Wu Zhen sat alone by the fire, fiddling with the firewood silently.

After a while, Ruan Xueli packed the medical bag, said that she had just found some pear trees in the forest, and asked Miao Miaomiao if she wanted to go pick pears with her.

Miao Miaomiao naturally agreed, and the two left together, leaving only He Sijia and Wu Zhen by the fire.

None of them spoke. He Sijia could fully imagine that when this episode was broadcast, the program crew would add desolate special effects of crows flying by and autumn leaves falling, but she never thought about changing it.

Mei Qing came over after killing the chicken, saw that Wu Zhen and He Sijia were sitting very far apart, and had no communication with each other, so she couldn't help but take a second look.

"We have two pots now, and I want to start an extra stove. Which one of you will pick up more firewood?" Mei Qing asked.

"I'll go." Wu Zhen threw away the wooden branch in his hand, stood up and left.

When the people walked away, Mei Qing turned off the microphone and asked He Sijia, "Did you quarrel with your brother?"

He Sijia was taken aback for a moment, "No."

"Then what's the situation with you two? Didn't you have a good time in the crew before? You've only been born for two months?"

He Sijia raised her lips and said half-jokingly, "Well, we've broken up."

Author: Question from the soul: Does the cover look like ordering a spicy bar?I saw a comment saying, xswl

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I love you, yay!

☆、Chapter 39

When they were on the set back then, He Sijia and Wu Zhen did a good job of keeping the secrets secret. Mei Qing didn't notice any ambiguity between the two of them. Naturally, she didn't hear anything wrong at this time, she just thought they were angry.

As an elderly person, Mei Qing also has the common hobby of the elderly—being a peacemaker.

But he didn't make peace without asking right and wrong, but asked first: "Did he rob you of resources?" After thinking about it, He Sijia could not rob Wu Zhen's resources, so he changed his words and said, "I still robbed your girlfriend." ?”

He Sijia chuckled, "Mr. Mei, you have such a broad mind."

Mei Qing breathed a sigh of relief, as long as it wasn't a matter of principle, he said earnestly: "There is no obstacle for the two brothers to overcome. Wu Zhen was originally touring abroad with the repertory troupe, and he took over the variety show only when he knew you were coming."

"How did he know I was coming? Isn't the identity of the guests kept secret?"

Mei Qing let out an "uh" and said a little uncomfortably, "I'm old and I'm easy to be stereotyped..."

He Sijia understood that it was Mei Qing who slipped up.

But with Wu Zhen's abilities...it's not surprising.

He Sijia smiled, "Don't worry about it, I do have a little conflict with him, but I promise to record the show well and not make things difficult for you."

"I have nothing to worry about." With Mei Qing's status, she wouldn't be affected by a variety show. Seeing that He Sijia wanted to avoid it, he also changed the subject with interest, "Do you know how to cook?"

"Yes." He Sijia occasionally cooked by herself when she was abroad.

"Can you cook chicken with potatoes?"

Scarlett nodded.

Mei Qing wanted to give him a chance to show off more, so she said, "That's fine, I'll leave it to you later."

After working for more than an hour, even the two ladies felt hungry, and He Sijia's roast chicken with potatoes was finally ready.

As the scent diffused, Mei Qing sniffed, and greeted several young people with a smile on her face, "We are lucky, come and taste the chicken that Little Scarlett made for everyone."

Wu Zhen was distributing the bowls and chopsticks when he suddenly coughed and looked at He Sijia with a half-smile.

He Sijia didn't think much at first, but immediately glared at him after realizing it.

Strictly speaking, He Sijia's craftsmanship can only be called average, but now everyone is hungry, and with a bit of wild taste, it has invisibly increased the score of "Potato Roasted Chicken".

Mei Qing said while eating: "Scarlett, you can do it. I thought young people like you couldn't cook."

He Sijia became very proud, "I know a lot, and I have a chance to show you a few more hands in these two days."

"He really does." Ruan Xueli complimented her kindly, "Last year we were filming on the grassland, eating mutton every day made me angry, and Scarlett even cooked seafood porridge for me."

He Sijia praised Ruan Xueli's artistic processing in her heart, but in fact, he was bumped into by Ruan Xueli when he was eating alone, and the other party forcibly took away a bowl.

Wu Zhen listened silently, poking holes in the potatoes in the bowl with his chopsticks.

After dinner, the group set off again.

With the new guide, they occasionally stop when they pass by small scenic spots, such as the 600-year-old earthen city wall, the old theater stage in the county town, and the thousands of acres of apple orchards.

Because one of the themes of the program is to show the historical culture and cultural landscape of the Yellow River Basin.

The end of the day was dyed golden and red, and they finally arrived at their destination, Xiaoling Village.

The program team arranged three private houses, including one for the team leader, and the guests lived in pairs.

But it's not time to rest yet. The family they're staying in is going to send their daughter off to get married today. According to local customs, the groom will come to pick up the bride at [-]:[-] p.m.

It is rumored that Xiaoling Village was occupied by the Mongols in the Yuan Dynasty. In order to prevent being robbed, the people changed the marriage reception to night.

At this moment, He Sijia was staring at the big red "囍" lettering on the wall beside the bed, and wanted to say a lot of dirty words in her heart.

He glanced back at Wu Zhen, who seemed to turn a blind eye to all this and was already packing his luggage.

During dinner at night, Ruan Xueli received a task card from the program team.

According to Mei Qing, the guests will receive a task card that belongs only to them one after another, and Ruan Xueli's task is to help the bride make up.

Although the rest of the people didn't have any hard requirements, they lived in someone else's house, so they couldn't ignore everything, so after dinner, Wu Zhen followed a few villagers to the groom's house, preparing to accompany the groom to meet the bride.

Not long after Wu Zhen left, the bride's elder brother approached He Sijia, handed him a bucket, and asked him to splash water on the roof.

"Who is it?" He Sijia was at a loss.

"Splash the bridegroom, and those who will meet the bride."

It turns out that on the night of welcoming the bride, the bride's family will invite a "noble person" with a good horoscope to splash water on the roof, because water represents wealth, and splashing water when welcoming the bride means opening up avenues of wealth.

As for whether He Sijia's horoscope is good or not, in the eyes of the bride's eldest brother, He Sijia looks like a fairy, so how can life be expensive?

He Sijia didn't know what the other party was thinking, but only thought this custom was very interesting, so she readily agreed.

At [-]:[-], He Sijia went up to the roof with a bucket full of water.

He took out his phone and swiped the Internet for a while, and there were rumors of a certain actress cheating on the hot searches, with pictures and videos.

He Sijia couldn't hold back his gossip, but as soon as he clicked on the video, he heard a commotion.

—The groom is here.

He Sijia put back her mobile phone, and did not forget to remind the camera teacher who was following her, "You must make me look handsome, I want to treasure this part."

About a few minutes later, surrounded by a crowd of people, the bridegroom holding flowers appeared in sight, and He Sijia waited with bated breath.

When the bridegroom enters the scope of the "splashing journey", He Sijia sees the right time, picks up the bucket and throws it, vowing to spread wealth to the world!

"Whoa-"

The moment the water hit the ground, suddenly everyone rushed to the eaves—not everyone, there was only one left.

Water droplets dripped from Wu Zhen's hair, slid over eyebrows, face, chin, and fell to the ground.

Wu Zhen was almost drenched and looked extremely embarrassed, but his reaction was quite calm. He just raised his hand to wipe his face and looked up at the roof.

The orange light and the dark blue night formed a strong contrast. Wu Zhen stood on the side of the light source, looking at He Sijia from afar.

He Sijia smiled slightly, but she was not guilty. He just poured water according to the master's request, who knew the result would be like this.

He even said auspicious words with a smile: "I wish Mr. Wu good luck and wealth."

The halo hit half of Wu Zhen's face, while the other half fell into the shadows.

He slightly parted the corners of his lips, revealing a femininity that didn't match his usual temperament, "Thank you for your good words."

Although the conversation between the two did not smell of gunpowder/powder, the atmosphere at the scene was inexplicably weird, and the laughter gradually faded away.

The groom officer was the quickest to respond, and hurriedly asked someone to pass a towel to Wu Zhen. He explained the custom of splashing water guiltily, "...I'm sorry, everyone in our village knows to hide, so I forgot to tell you."

Wu Zhen stared at the pale yellow towel that had been used by someone, frowned slightly, and reached out to take it, "It's okay, the meaning is pretty good."

A little accident will not affect the process of picking up the bride. As the groom enters the gate, there are crackling firecrackers in the yard.

When the groom kowtowed to the bride's ancestral throne, Wu Zhen had quietly left, and He Sijia had already got off the roof at this time, watching the fun by the groom's side, and even helped him break into the bride's room.

When the groom went out with the bride on his back, he walked back slowly.

The staff who followed the filming were all removed, only a camera was still installed in the room.

Wu Zhen was not in the house, so He Sijia took off the microphone, took the toiletries and went to the yard.

He is very tired today and just wants to go to bed early.

The washbasin in the courtyard has a sense of age. He Sijia had seen a similar square cement washbasin when she was a child and went to the countryside with her grandfather.He turned on the rotary faucet, took half a glass of water, stuffed the electric toothbrush into his mouth, and listened to the sound of "sizzling".

He Sijia was just like when she was a child, brushing her teeth with one foot on the pool platform, quite high-spirited.

Not long after, he saw Wu Zhen coming over. He had a towel on his shoulder and a plastic basin in his hand. With his wet hair and steamy skin, he could tell he had just taken a shower.

The two looked at each other, but there was no exchange.

Seeing Wu Zhen entered the room, He Sijia brushed her teeth a little slower, but quickly returned to normal.

The vibration of the toothbrush stopped, and He Sijia was holding water in her mouth and was about to spit it out when she heard footsteps behind her.

"Scarlett."

He Sijia half bent and turned her face away, her cheeks puffed up slightly.

Wu Zhen stood beside him, holding a porcelain cup, slowly drank some water, then suddenly tipped the cup, and all the water in the cup was poured on He Sijia's head.

"..."

For several seconds, He Sijia couldn't believe what happened, until the warm water flowed into his eyes and caused a slight sting, he spit out the water suddenly, wiped his face with his sleeve, and cursed in surprise and anger :"Are you crazy?!"

"I'm not crazy, do you care about me?"

He Sijia was startled.

"Do you have a real reaction to me?" Wu Zhen raised his hand to wipe off the toothpaste foam from the corner of He Sijia's mouth, and was patted away by the latter, he smiled indifferently, "It's just a joke, at least you are really angry now, Besides...you were supposed to take a bath too."

Such an understatement completely angered He Sijia. He was not interested in trying to figure out what Wu Zhen was thinking, so he directly poured the remaining water in the mouthwash cup back on the other party. back to the room.

He Sijia didn't stay in the room for long, and went to the bathroom.

When he returned to the room again, he saw Wu Zhen lying on the bed playing with his mobile phone, and he could faintly hear the music of Doudizhu.

He Sijia calmed down his anger a little at this moment, he walked to the bed with a cold face, and shot Wu Zhen with frozen eyes.

Wu Zhen asked in a blink of an eye, "Are you sleeping?"

"Nonsense, get out of the way."

One side of the bed in the room was against the wall, and there were baffles at the head and tail, and Wu Zhen was lying on the outside. If he didn't get out of the way, He Sijia would have to roll over him.

But Wu Zhen just smiled, "I don't know how bad your sleeping appearance is? The bed is not wide, so you are not afraid of rolling off when you sleep outside?"

Of course He Sijia knew that he snatched Wu Zhen's quilt more than once, and even kicked Wu Zhen out of bed.

Seeing that Wu Zhen had no intention of stepping out to the outside, and he could not sleep on the floor, he made a posture of going to bed, raised his leg and stepped on Wu Zhen's calf bone.

Most of his body weight is on this foot, one can imagine how painful it is for the person being stepped on.

Wu Zhen shrank his legs reflexively, and He Sijia couldn't stand still, and fell forward.

Hearing a sound, He Sijia pressed half of Wu Zhen's body, and the latter snorted, put his arms around his back and said, "Have you eaten too many potato chips lately?"

He Sijia thought she deserved it, turned over to the inside of the bed without saying a word, got under the quilt and turned around with her back.

Wu Zhen glanced at his head protruding from the quilt. The new hairstyle highlighted the outline of the head. He found that He Sijia's skull was very round.

After a while, Wu Zhen turned off the bedside lamp.

When the darkness fell, He Sijia closed her eyes tightly and was wary of the people around her.

Intuition told him that Wu Zhen could not be peaceful.

"Scarlett."

Hearing that Wu Zhen really spoke, He Sijia's body tensed up, and she clenched her fists with her hands hidden under the quilt—Wu Zhen has many routines, and she is not a person with a strong mind and can withstand provocations, so she must guard against death—

"I suddenly remembered that I seemed to have forgotten to block the camera."

"..."

Author: Tun Tun: You threw yourself into your arms just now, and they were all photographed.

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When I wrote about the light yellow towel, the light yellow long skirt and fluffy hair floated in my mind, and then I was magically stuck for almost a whole day, almost asking for leave...

love you all

☆、Chapter 40

He Sijia sat up abruptly, looking at the camera in horror.

But it was too dark at this time, and he couldn't even tell where the camera was.

"It's okay, and there's no radio." Wu Zhen comforted calmly.

He Sijia thought so too. He turned his back to the camera just now, and at most he was photographed falling, so he relaxed and lay back again.

Wu Zhen turned his head slightly, but he couldn't see clearly in the environment where he couldn't see his fingers. After a while, he turned on the light and got out of bed, blocking the camera lens.

In the middle of the night, Wu Zhen woke up from the heat and found He Sijia hugging him like a koala.

He tried to take He Sijia's arm away, but the other entangled him again.

Wu Zhen had no choice but to increase his strength, seeming to wake He Sijia up, the other party hummed twice in a daze, and rubbed his head against his neck.

Seeing that He Sijia was still, Wu Zhen sighed silently, lay down quietly for a while, and let go of her hands.

When Wu Zhen woke up the next day, he found that something was wrong. He seemed to have a cold.

Wu Zhen seldom gets sick, but he just flew back from Russia the afternoon before yesterday. He transferred to City X in the middle of the night, and only slept for less than two hours in the hotel. Then he was tossed and tossed all day, plus jet lag, temperature difference, and being doused in cold water. And other factors, it is not surprising to catch a cold.

He sat up and rubbed his drowsy head. From the corner of his eye, He Sijia was clinging to the wall, and he didn't know when to let him go.

Wu Zhen smiled unconsciously, leaned over to help the other party straighten the quilt, and got out of bed.

During breakfast, Wu Zhen sneezed several times, and Mei Qing asked worriedly, "Have you caught a cold?"

Wu Zhen didn't really want to talk, but she answered politely, "A little bit."

"Is it yesterday—"

Ruan Xueli stopped her mouth in time, and secretly glanced at He Sijia. She guessed that it was probably because of the bucket of cold water last night.But this question is suspected of provoking trouble. After all, many fans have persecution delusions. They suspect that the whole world is going to kill their master. If Wu Zhen fans know that his cold is related to He Sijia, even if He Sijia does not mean it, he will inevitably suffer. spray.

Although it will be exposed sooner or later after the show is broadcast, she cannot be the one to pick it out.

Ruan Xueli added: "Did you feel too tired last night? Did Mr. Wu take any medicine?"

When she was helping He Sijia apply the medicine yesterday, she saw that there was cold medicine in Wu Zhen's medical bag.

"Eat, thank you."

Wu Zhen smiled gently, then turned to discuss with the director of the program group, saying that he had no intention of letting the audience know that he was sick, and hoped that the program group would help cover it up when editing.

What Ruan Xueli could think of, of course he could too.

He Sijia listened silently, not to mention feeling guilty, but just concerned.

But he didn't say anything, he just took small bites of the steamed bun.

After the meal, the group declined the host's invitation to have a banquet with them, and continued on their way.

Considering that Wu Zhen was ill, Mei Qing asked him to lie down in the back row, went to another car by himself, and did not forget to tell others to take care of him before leaving.

Ruan Xueli and Miao Miaomiao were both girls, and they were not familiar with Wu Zhen, so He Sijia was naturally given the responsibility of taking care of the patients.

He Sijia looked at Wu Zhen who was laying on a blanket and resting with her eyes closed, and her mood was quite complicated - if she deliberately avoided it, she would appear to care; but if she cared normally, it would be easy to cause misunderstandings.

He couldn't figure out a suitable and balanced attitude, because his mask didn't work in front of Wu Zhen at all.

After thinking about it for a while, he decided that he would do what Wu Zhen asked him to do, and he didn't have to be too proactive.

After driving for half an hour, Wu Zhen remained silent, as if falling asleep.

He slept peacefully, and He Sijia was prepared that Wu Zhen would pillow on his lap or lean on his shoulder, but no matter how bumpy the other party was, she tried to keep her body as stable as possible, keeping a safe distance from him.

If it wasn't necessary, He Sijia would have suspected that Wu Zhen was pretending to be asleep.

After all, He Sijia did nothing but take care of her, except to wake Wu Zhen up.

Because there are also many small scenic spots on the road, although Wu Zhen is unwell, he is very dedicated. He will get off the car every time, and behaves normally in front of the camera.

When it was almost noon, they arrived at the Town God's Temple in County R arranged by the program group, and the staff gave Wu Zhen a task card.

"How about Mr. Wu posing for a few shots?" The director was a little worried that Wu Zhen would not be able to complete the task.

But Wu Zhen refused.

It's just that when he opened the task card, his expression froze for a moment.

It turned out that the task required Wu Zhen to come on stage and sing Meihu opera, which is a kind of opera in X province, which is more tactful and beautiful than Qin opera.

This is nothing, the key is that there is a picture on the task card, in the picture is an old farmer from northern Shaanxi, wearing a white coat and black trousers, with a red ribbon around his waist and a white towel wrapped around his head.And according to the director, Wu Zhen had to wear heavy makeup—not traditional stage makeup, but deep eye shadow like a doll in a New Year painting, plus two blushes on her face.

Even He Sijia didn't dare to say that she could hold this catastrophic look.

It is conceivable that Wu Zhen couldn't hold it. Although he has good looks, he is not ugly, and even faintly handsome, but it is really funny.

All the guests were laughing, and He Sijia suddenly noticed something while laughing. Wu Zhen actually looked like a man and a woman, but it was not obvious from the combination of the other party's appearance and her own temperament.

He Sijia had some whimsical thoughts in her heart, but she quickly dispelled them, followed the crowd to the stage, and waited for Wu Zhen's performance.

Wu Zhen took the stage after studying with the teacher for more than half an hour. What he sang today is an excerpt from "Twelve Sickles". The background of the story happened in Yan'an. story.

The program team invited a folk artist to play the role of Guilan to cooperate with Wu Zhen in singing.

He Sijia originally had the mentality of watching a joke, but when Wu Zhen opened his voice, he was shocked.

It's not that Wu Zhen sings so well, but that the expression management, body display, and the entire typhoon are very stylish, coupled with a fairly wide range of voice and deliberately imitated euphemistic drawl, it feels quite similar, even better than other singers. One performer stands out more.

Even if He Sijia didn't understand Meihu opera, and couldn't appreciate the beauty of the drama, it was difficult to take her eyes off Wu Zhen.

The county audience under the stage applauded and applauded, and even Ruan Xueli said: "Mr. Wu is too good, haven't you learned it before? It feels like a king in bronze equipment."

He Scarlett said nothing.

At this moment, he had to admit that Wu Zhen was a born actor, and the stage was his unstoppable battlefield.

The selection was less than 2 minutes long, and Wu Zhen withdrew from the stage.

Amidst the crowd's discussion, He Sijia also quietly left.

When Wu Zhen came out after taking off her makeup, she didn't see He Sijia. After asking Mei Qing and others, no one found out when He Sijia left.

But seeing the director's presence, everyone waited patiently, only Wu Zhen lowered his eyes slightly to hide his emotions.

A quarter of an hour later, He Sijia came back with some skewers of barbecue.

"The director asked me to take the camera teacher to the food street of Chenghuang Temple." He explained and distributed the kebabs to everyone, "This barbecue restaurant has the most people. I tasted it and it was delicious. I brought you some string."

The kebabs in hand were quickly distributed, and there was one person who didn't get any. He Sijia looked at Wu Zhen and said, "The kebabs are on fire, so I didn't buy them for you."

Wu Zhen said lightly, "It's okay."

He Sijia glanced at him, and took the paper bag from the camera teacher, "I bought you a glass of rock sugar pear juice."

Like the spring breeze melting snow, Wu Zhen's eyebrows stretched suddenly, and a small smile flashed in his eyes.

At noon, they had lunch at a century-old restaurant in the county seat, and Wu Zhen took medicine again.

Because most cold medicines contain sleep-promoting ingredients, Wu Zhen fell asleep at ease after learning that the car would not stop for the next two hours and would go directly to the astronomical observatory in E County.

He Sijia was also drowsy, but he was not as honest as Wu Zhen, he swayed to and fro, and finally leaned directly on Wu Zhen's shoulder.

Miao Miaomiao turned her head by chance, and saw that the two were sleeping soundly with their heads next to each other, and He Sijia was still half covered with a blanket.

The underage girl raised a pampering smile that didn't match her age, but she didn't notice it herself.

When He Sijia woke up, she had arrived at the astronomical observatory.

He blinked sleepily, only to realize that he and Wu Zhen were in a very intimate posture, and immediately sat away.

Wu Zhen, who had already opened his eyes, witnessed his reaction, and his lips moved slightly, but he didn't speak in the end.

A young man was arranged in the station to be in charge of receiving them. The other party led them around and simplified the mysterious astronomical knowledge into popular stories, telling them eloquently.

"We all know that many substances in our daily life are composed of atomic arrangements, including us humans. According to the Big Bang theory, at the beginning of the explosion, matter can only exist in the form of elementary particles. As the universe continues to expand, the temperature and density They descend quickly, they gradually cool down into atoms, nuclei and molecules, and recombine into gas in the usual sense. The gas condenses into nebulae, and the nebula further forms various stars and galaxies. Therefore, it is now popular to say that human beings are all Composed of different stars, everyone embraces countless stars."

"Wow! So romantic!" Ruan Xueli couldn't help but sigh.

The receptionist smiled, "Of course, it could also be a black hole jet."

Ruan Xueli: "..."

The receptionist made a wicked joke and continued to "lecture".

"There are two single dogs in the solar system, namely Venus and Mercury, and other planets have more or less their own satellites, just like the earth's best friend moon, Jupiter and Saturn have dozens of children and grandchildren, and Neptune has a plastic Brother Triton. According to observations, all large satellites rotate in the same direction as their parent planets, only Triton rotates in the opposite direction to Neptune..."

"In August 2006, scientists voted to revise the criteria for identifying planets, and Pluto has since been expelled from planetary status and reduced to a dwarf planet. However, in addition to a large family of dwarf relatives from the Kuiper belt, it also has a close lover Charon , they are the only interlocking pair in the solar system, orbiting each other in the same period, always staring at each other in the same position..."

Maybe the universe is too far away, far away from the end of science, far beyond life and death, about