stay away from me [entertainment circle]

When Jiang Jianxing went downstairs early in the morning the next day, Fu Sui happened to come back from running with Song Hongyu and went straight into the kitchen.

These two actually managed to get together.

Jiang Jianxing was still peeking at Ke Mingxu, who was worried that he would not be able to get a partner for Taijiquan, as if he had installed a radar. When he saw him, his eyes lit up, "Xiaojiang..."

Jiang Jianxing: "..."

"I'm sorry, Teacher Ke! I suddenly remembered that I forgot to take something!"

After speaking, he turned around and made a gesture of running upstairs.

Ke Mingxu: "..."

Is he so scary?

After being called by Ke Mingxu, the two people who entered the kitchen heard the movement.

After a while, Fu Sui came out of the kitchen with a bowl of soy milk.

The soy milk is freshly ground in the morning, and the beans are sent by the neighbors nearby.

Since Fu Sui went to the neighbor's house last night, the neighbor has become more and more enthusiastic.

In the morning, Ke Mingxu joked about this, saying how did he find out that Fu Sui is so useful, if Fu Sui moved a video camera to sit at the neighbor's house for a day, maybe they can eat a lot of authentic food and don't have to go to the market often Shopping for food.

After speaking, Lan Dai slapped her twice.

"Have you come to fix it?" Fu Sui walked to Jiang Jianxing's side as if letting nature take its course, and put the bowl of soy milk in Jiang Jianxing's cold hands that had just woken up.

The temperature is gradually getting warmer, but spring has not yet entered, and it will still be cold if you don't wear a down jacket.

If the staff hadn't come to repair the switch, Jiang Jianxing wouldn't have woken up so early. Morning is the time when he least needs to record.

He sniffed the aroma of freshly ground soy milk, which was different from the soy milk sold outside, and more fragrant, but it was a bit like the breakfast shop at the school gate in high school.

The owner of that store is an old couple who get up early every day when it is completely dark and start preparing steamed stuffed buns and soy milk.

His family also only has buns with soy milk, but because the stuffing and taste are more abundant than others, the business is always the best.

At that time, Jiang Jianxing liked to drink his family's soy milk, but he often couldn't get up in the morning, and he didn't even bother to eat breakfast.

Fu Sui was worried about his stomach and knew his taste, so he would often go to that store early in the morning to buy soy milk.

It turned out that the taste back then was the taste of soy milk made from homemade beans.

Jiang Jianxing sniffed.

"Put sugar, two spoonfuls." After Fu Sui finished speaking, he bypassed him and went upstairs.

Jiang Jianxing stared blankly at the soy milk in his hand, inexplicably feeling that something was wrong with Fu Sui's attitude today.

Before he had time to think about it, Song Hongyu came over with the same bowl of soy milk, and looked upstairs, "Are you not sleeping well? Have you cured your insomnia yet?"

Jiang Jianxing: "..."

It's not just that I didn't sleep well.

The fatigue effect only applies to one night, and last night he couldn't sleep again, especially after Fu Sui said that, his mind was in a mess.

But there was no light in the room, and he couldn't touch the medicine in front of Fu Sui.

I can only fall asleep in a daze until the early morning.

Not long after sleeping, the staff came to repair the switch.

It was very strange to see his expression.

Jiang Jianxing sighed, and took two sips of soy milk. It was not too sweet, but also had the original aroma of beans, which was very similar to the taste he used to drink in high school.

Satisfying his taste buds and stomach, Jiang Jianxing gradually relaxed and found a seat to sit down, "You have this time to talk to me, why can't you go back and take a shower and change your clothes? Your whole body smells like sweat."

Song Hongyu: "..."

Dislike him? ? ?

Fu Sui ran so fast, that's because he has a cleanliness habit and he doesn't!

When Meng Xiaoyin and Lou Yidong woke up, the program team sent today's task card again.

"Divide into two groups and go to the neighbor's house to help with work?" Meng Xiaoyin's eyelids jumped while holding the task card.

The camera nodded very sensiblely.

"What are you doing?" Lou Yidong leaned over to Meng Xiaoyin for a look, and then slapped Meng Xiaoyin, "Didn't you say that you were here for vacation before I came? You are engaging in fraudulent programs."

Meng Xiaoyin also wanted to ask this.

Although I know that the program team may give some tasks, after all, it is a variety show, so there must be something to watch, but like the last time I went to the mountain to pick mushrooms, her feet hurt for several days after returning.

"Today is a rare good weather, but we have two neighbors' houses on the west and east because they are too old, and the tiles are falling and the walls are falling off."

Ke Mingxu read without emotion.

So today's task is to divide the seven guests into two groups by drawing lots, and repair the houses of the two neighbors on the west and east respectively.

In the previous two episodes, the program team never asked them to do any physical work. Even if they went up the mountain to pick mushrooms, they did their best. Several people were paddling.

But today this is doing things for others, so naturally it can't be careless, no matter whether it is arranged by the program group or not, everyone has to do their best.

Although everyone knows the unwritten rules, if they didn't do a good job, there is a high probability that the program team will do a good job in the aftermath, and then ask them to make up the shots.

However, the program crew also seemed to know what they were thinking. Immediately outside the small courtyard, a staff member shouted with a loudspeaker: "Don't think about it! We won't take care of the aftermath for you! You can do whatever you want!"

Everyone:"……"

Different minds.

"Haven't you been eating, drinking, and having fun before? Why do you want to do this kind of thing when I come here?" Song Hongyu glanced at Jiang Jianxing, who didn't receive his painful emotions at all.

Jiang Jianxing was falling into the contemplation of climbing the roof again. It was painful enough to climb the roof last time, but this time he actually had to climb the roof.

This show is really here to test him, right?

Just trying to control himself not to reveal his mask of pain, Jiang Jianxing was patted on the shoulder.

Fu Sui looked indifferent, "The lottery has been drawn."

Jiang Jianxing: "Ah."

"Oh."

Song Hongyu, who had been ignored for a long time, said, "?"

Although everyone showed painful expressions on the surface, they were still very active when it came to the lottery, and they were not really unwilling to participate.

But when the result came out, everyone fell silent again.

Jiang Jianxing looked at the blue note in his hand and the blue note that Fu Sui casually spread out.

heart:……

In the matter of drawing lots, the program team really never let him go.

If he hadn't pulled it out of the box himself, he would really suspect that the show crew did it on purpose.

Because there are only seven people, a group is three people and a group is four people.

The program team arranged four people for the red team.

Meng Xiaoyin, who was drawn to the red team, looked at the notes in everyone's hands, and immediately jumped up feeling very unfair, "This is wrong! Our red team is all girls!"

Ke Mingxu coughed: "I'll give you a chance to organize your words again."

Lan Dai smiled and leaned on his shoulder: "You are the only seedling of our red team."

Ke Mingxu: "Don't underestimate your Uncle Ke, every morning Tai Chi is not for nothing."

This lottery is also really metaphysical. Every time Ke Mingxu can draw a team with Lan Dai, but the most important thing now is that the red team only has Ke Mingxu as a man, and he is probably the only one in the climbing up and down work. did it.

But the other two girls were embarrassed to let Ke Mingxu take on the most annoying work alone, and Lou Yidong looked at Fu Sui and them anxiously.

Among these few boys, Fu Sui seemed to be the most secure one.

However, he is really too indifferent to others.

Fu Sui had already stuffed the note into his pocket, and when he received Lou Yidong's gaze, he looked back calmly.

Although he didn't speak, Lou Yidong seemed to see a few big characters in his eyes: rest, think, change, group.

Lou Yidong had no choice but to turn his attention to Song Hongyu. As for Jiang Jianxing, as a face control, if she was in a team with him, she would never let her pretty brother do rough work for her, okay?

Song Hongyu understood her hint, and was silent for a moment: "...can you switch teams?"

It's not that he doesn't want to be with Jiang Jianxing.

But with Jiang Jianxing and Fu Sui, he suspected that he would be assassinated.

But the camera shook his head impersonally.

The lottery is based on luck, and this task is not set for the competition, but to help the neighbors, but I don't want everyone to have a fluke mentality. I don't have to do it, anyway, the program team will deal with the aftermath.

The red team was dead silent.

Why can people be so unlucky.

After announcing the task and dividing into groups, the group of people was divided into two teams.

The blue team's destination is the west.

Jiang Jianxing changed into light clothes, and absent-mindedly responded to Song Hongyu's words along the way.

Now his mind is full of "going to the room".

Fu Sui had been following Jiang Jianxing all the time, and when he saw that he was slow, he slowed down, but his expression was not good-looking.

But he didn't open his mouth either.

After reaching the destination under the guidance of the staff, Song Hongyu shut up.

It's different from the small courtyard they live in.

This is a very dilapidated courtyard. The wall is probably very old, and the wall skin has almost fallen off. It feels inexplicably old.

There was a heavy creaking sound when the door was opened, but the yard was well-kept. Although old, it was full of life. There was a big tree in the corner of the yard. Under the tree were two dilapidated old-fashioned Wicker chairs and a small table with a chess board.

The program team had already greeted them, and the owner of this small courtyard was already waiting for them in the courtyard.

It's an old grandpa.

The old man prepared tea for them. Seeing several of them coming in together, they were still a little cautious, and they were too embarrassed to look at the camera.

Seeing that he was trying to avoid him, Jiang Jianxing stepped forward to block the camera that was looking directly at the old man.

The camera was stunned for a moment, and quickly understood what he meant, and immediately stepped back and switched to the distant view.

The old man obviously relaxed a lot, and handed them the water glasses, saying in a local dialect that he couldn't understand: "Xia Xia En Li, Xia Xia, Xia Xia. (Thank you for helping me, thank you, thank you)"

Jiang Jianxing took a sip of his saliva, confused by what he heard, and subconsciously turned his head to look at Fu Sui.

Realizing what he had done, he turned around immediately.

It's dying.

What is he doing! ?

Holding the water glass, Fu Sui flashed a smile, "I don't understand."

"Thank you grandpa."

Jiang Jianxing muttered in a low voice: "...you said it if you didn't understand."

Song Hongyu understood but was completely ignored: "...?"

Why don't you ask me?

The old man smiled and looked at them, thanking them all the time.

The house is really old.

Under the guidance of the staff, they learned that the task of their group was to help repair tiles on the roof.

For stars, this is obviously something that they have never touched before. For their safety, when they go up, the program crew will also put air cushions on the ground.

The house is not particularly tall, at least it doesn't seem to be as scary as the tree last time.

Jiang Jianxing looked up, and when Song Hongyu brought in the ladder and the ladder, he was the first to try it.

Seeing that he was wearing gloves and wanted to climb the ladder, Fu Sui raised his hand to stop him.

Jiang Jianxing: "?"

"Pass the tiles below." Fu Sui raised his chin to signal the new tiles sent by the program group in the corner.

"I want to go up too." Although I am afraid of heights, at this time, the fear of heights along the way is replaced by the freshness of climbing the roof.

Especially as I just learned from the staff that this old man has lived here alone for decades, and he used to climb up to repair it by himself.

But as he got older, his legs and feet became more and more inconvenient in the past few years. He also knew that he could no longer climb the roof, so he didn't deliberately make things difficult for himself or his neighbors, and endured the New Year.

It wasn't until a few days ago when the program team came up with this task and came to interview that he cautiously said that his roof was broken and needed to be repaired.

Fu Sui glanced at him: "Are you sure?"

Jiang Jianxing: "...?"

Why can't he be sure!

"You can go up if you want." Song Hongyu put on his gloves and brought a set of tiles over, tied them with ropes so that they could be pulled up later, "I'll be in charge of handing them down?"

He asked, and as soon as he finished speaking, he felt a chill on his neck.

How do you feel you said something you shouldn't have said?

But he really doesn't know how to build cement!

Fu Sui said, "As you wish."

So he tried the safety of the ladder and ladder by himself, and climbed up directly.

Jiang Jianxing also followed.

But after all, he was afraid of heights, and as soon as he stepped on it, Jiang Jianxing had the illusion of seeing death as home.

Sure enough, there is a big difference between ideal and reality.

But when he raised his eyes, Fu Sui was squatting near the ladder, holding the top of the ladder with both hands, looking in his direction with heavy eyes.

Although the weather is fine today, it is still very windy.

Blow Fu Sui's hair into a mess.

Fu Sui didn't know if it was cold or not. He was only wearing a black sweater. The sleeves of the sweater were rolled up above his elbows, and his arm muscles were faintly visible when he was grabbing the ladder.

Jiang Jianxing was about to be scared to death!

In Fu Sui's posture, if the sole of his foot slips, he will fall, okay?Even if there is an air cushion underneath, it is absolutely impossible to not get hurt a little bit if you fall, right?

"What are you doing!" Jiang Jianxing stopped climbing up and yelled at the top.

How dare he move?

Fu Sui's expression was calm, and he didn't know if he heard what he said, and urged: "Hurry up."

Jiang Jianxing stomped his feet angrily.

I haven't put my feet on the ground yet, but I thought about how it would make the ladder and the ladder shake badly, so I stopped my feet immediately.

I can only try my best to climb up.

Song Hongyu, who was still tinkering with the staff down there, didn't know what happened. When he looked up, he saw Jiang Jianxing squatting on the roof with a face down, carefully... crawling?

It's rare to see Jiang Jianxing's expression like this, and I don't know if he misread it from too far away.

But Jiang Jianxing's pose was really funny.

Jiang Jianxing didn't even think about it himself!

But after he came up, he couldn't die and looked down, and then completely forgot the emotion that he was afraid of Fu Sui's fall just now.

However, Fu Sui glanced at him twice, and then smiled shamelessly.

Jiang Jianxing: "..."

"Is it funny?"

Fu Sui collected his expression, untied the rope tied around his waist and threw it down before humming, "Don't shake your legs."

Jiang Jianxing said stiffly: "I didn't, next time you support me like that, just shake hard and let you go down together."

"The tiles have been shaken out of rhythm by you."

Fu Sui made a rare joke.

Jiang Jianxing silently rolled his eyes in his heart.

I'm so bored!

"Song Hongyu!!! Cement bucket!! Are you ready!!!" Jiang Jianxing yelled as he lay down there.

My ears are all red.

Fu Sui glanced at him and smiled.

Turn around to check the specific situation on the roof.

After a while, Song Hongyu tied the cement bucket with a rope and let Jiang Jianxing pull it up.

Jiang Jianxing dragged the cement bucket and carefully moved it to Fu Sui's side step by step: "Can you mend it?"

Fu Sui had always been a young master who didn't touch the spring water with his fingers. His hands were always used to make music. Where did he do this kind of rough work.

Fu Sui was very honest: "No."

It was also the first time for him to mend the roof, and what seemed to be handy was just that he didn't show it on his face.

"But I've seen it."

Jiang Jianxing said "Oh" without doubting it.

Fu Sui is a person who can do whatever he wants to do.

"Then I'll move the tiles first, and I'll help you later." After speaking, he crawled away cautiously like a tortoise.

Fu Sui looked back at his appearance, couldn't help but smiled again, and his expression softened.

I don't know what can help.

With Jiang Jianxing by his side, he was always distracted and worried about his safety.

After the division of labor is clear, the work will start quickly.

Song Hongyu also climbed up after handing over the required tiles below.

Jiang Jianxing was interested in building cement, so Song Hongyu squatted beside him and told him how to do it.

Song Hongyu had played the role of a contractor before, and had also been on-site for an internship, so he was fairly familiar with this kind of thing.

Jiang Jianxing said "ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhmmhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh with the most" and went to see Fu Suinong again.

Although the place was big, they were crowded together, and their shoulders would touch each other from time to time. Fu Sui was bumped by him a few times, and his movements paused.

Then continue like nothing else.

Repairing the roof is not something that a few non-professionals like them can do in half a day.

When it was lunch time, the old man called them down to eat.

The old man prepared lunch for them.

After staying on it for a long time, Jiang Jianxing was not so scared anymore, but his legs were numb when he stood up.

Seeing that there was something wrong with his expression, Song Hongyu, who was taking off his gloves, helped his arm: "What's the matter?"

Jiang Jianxing shook his head, "Legs are numb, just stand for a while and it will be fine."

"Are you okay? Can you still go down?"

Hearing this, Fu Sui, who was originally behind the two of them, came to the front, raised his hand and grabbed Jiang Jianxing's other arm, "Hold on, let's walk a few steps."

Jiang Jianxing hummed, and naturally withdrew Song Hongyu's hand, grabbed Fu Sui's lapel and stepped on his feet to relieve the numbness in his legs.

It may be because he was the only one who didn't walk upright the whole time.

Is this the tragedy of those who are afraid of heights?

The lunch prepared by the grandfather is home-cooked, but it is very rich.

During the meal, the old man had probably been alone for too long, and it was rare that someone was willing to listen to him, so he opened up the conversation box, smiled kindly, and talked about his lover there.

Song Hongyu, the only one in the audience who could understand, was there to translate.

After a meal, everyone was quietly listening to other people's stories.

Maybe living here alone for so long is very long and lonely, but it is good to feel the mentality of the old man.

At least when he talked about his lover, he was thinking of him in a very peaceful tone, and he was not sad.

Song Hongyu said: "Grandpa said that before my parents died, they always wanted me to have children."

"But I think it doesn't matter whether we can have children with him (her). The only regret is that my parents have been angry with me because of this incident."

"But I have always had a clear conscience, and I don't think I'm selfish. I didn't do anything wrong, and I don't need to bear any stigma. I am living happily up to now, but she (he) spends too little time with me. It's really lonely here, and I don't usually like to go out for a walk, so I'm glad you guys are here, don't think I talk too much, I don't have anyone to talk to."

As he said that, the old man suddenly looked at the camera, "Well, if you seem to see it, it's an example for Jiang Hang. (If you see it, I'll be here all the time.)"

The task of repairing the roof was not completed until the afternoon.

Before leaving, the grandfather gave Jiang Jianxing and the others a lot of food, and he couldn't push it away.

The three were willing to accept these things after the program group agreed and said that they would give the elderly the same gift in return.

It was late when we went back.

The sky far away from the big cities is clear, and Yu Xia reflects half of the sky.

The three of them went clean, but came back all disheveled.

When Fu Sui came out, he didn't even wash his hands several times to clean off the cement on them, and his face was always grim.

Jiang Jianxing hesitated for a while before asking in a low voice: "The old man said..."

"En." Fu Sui heard it.

Jiang Jianxing asked, "Will he find it?"

Fu Sui didn't answer.

Song Hongyu didn't understand, with a blank face: "What?"