When are we going to get divorced?

Mi Ke looked down at his wrist, where Lu Yancheng's temperature had not dissipated.

After waiting for a long time for Mi Ke to come in, Lu Yancheng opened half of the curtain again, with a calm expression, as if the momentary panic just now was just an illusion, "Why don't you come in?"

"Just come."

Miko regained his senses, took off his shoes again and went in, closed the curtain, and tidied it up.

The tent is for two people, not too small, but Lu Yancheng is nearly 1.9 meters, and Mi Ke is also 1.8 meters. Once the two of them entered, the space seemed very cramped.

Miko turned on the flashlight, and the light source filled the entire tent in an instant. He crossed his legs and complained, "The program team is too stingy, at least we should prepare two tents."

Lu Yancheng couldn't stretch his legs, so he had to bend up, trying not to touch Mi Ke.

"Go to sleep." After Lu Yancheng finished speaking, he took off his coat, folded it on one side, and then lay down in his sleeping bag without saying a word.

Keenly aware of Lu Yancheng's cold attitude, Mi Ke was a little inexplicable and dazed, but after thinking about it, it might not be because he was tired, so he also calmed down, stuffed himself back into his sleeping bag, and turned off the flashlight.

It was quiet in the tent.

It was equally silent outside.

The stars move and turn, time is like fine sand in the hand, flowing fast.Mi Ke didn't know when he fell asleep again. When he woke up again, his forehead was pressed against a warm and soft place. He was stunned for a few seconds before he realized that he fell asleep and rolled to Lu Yancheng's side, sticking to his arms. inside.

Even though he was separated by a sleeping bag, Mi Ke was still embarrassed. Seeing that Lu Yancheng hadn't woken up yet, he quickly moved back, his cheeks flushed with heat.

Getting up lightly, Mi Ke hugged his jacket, carefully stepped over Lu Yancheng's long legs, opened the curtain and walked out.

It was already bright, the sun jumped out of the horizon, and the morning glow covered the sky.

As far as the eye can see, it is magnificent and gorgeous.

Miko took out his mobile phone and took a picture of this rare beauty.

He regretted that he didn't bring a professional camera.

As soon as Mi Ke left, Lu Yansheng opened his eyes.

He only slept half-dream and half-awake for two hours, and when Miko rolled his sleeping bag and moved to his side in a drowsy sleep, he was fully awake.

His reason is very clear that he can't let it go any longer, he has to avoid Miko, but his heart is crazily clamoring to get closer.The thought of wanting to touch Miko couldn't be suppressed at all.

For so many years, Miko was the only one who made him wander on the verge of losing control.

Maybe he should follow the advice of his psychiatrist.

The voices outside the tent gradually increased, and it was the staff of the program team who came over.

Lu Yancheng collected his thoughts, put on his clothes, and opened the curtain to go out. Then he heard "Good morning, Teacher Lu" greetings one after another.

Mi Ke had already adjusted, buried the embarrassment when he woke up deeply in his heart, turned his head, met Lu Yancheng's gaze, and shouted with a smile, "Teacher Lu."

As the morning light fell, it shone warmly on Miko's body. Miko's soft hair was covered with broken gold, his eyes reflected the sun, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was extremely bright.

He was wearing a pullover sweater and straight jeans today, his legs were long and straight, youthful and handsome.

Lu Yancheng focused his eyes slightly, and smiled for a moment, and replied, "Good morning."

"Would you like some coffee?" Miko pointed to the boiling water next to him, "Make a cup for you too?"

Lu Yancheng nodded, "Okay."

After Lu Yancheng finished washing up, Mi Ke handed him the coffee, "Instant ones, let's settle for a while."

"It's ok."

Holding coffee, the two stood side by side, chatting in the morning light, occasionally tilting their heads and smiling at each other.

Behind them, two follow-up photographers picked up their cameras and started filming. This scene was completely recorded.

Not long after, the other four guests also arrived one after another.

Maybe it was because Lu Yancheng went to Tang Tan last night, and after Tang Tan went to Bai Su, she restrained herself a lot today, she stopped showing her presence in front of Mi Ke and Lu Yancheng, and her behavior became normal.

Miko let out a sigh of relief.

Although the program is called "Let's Travel Together", it is somewhat different from traditional travel programs that are purely for fun. Four of the seven filming locations it selected are poverty-stricken areas that have only been lifted out of poverty in recent years.

Every time we go to a poverty-stricken area, the program team will intersperse the local situation introduction, and show the audience the changes from the past to the present, which is more like a travel documentary.

After everyone gathered, the local guide invited by the program group also came.

The guide is a female teacher, surnamed Zhang, who came here to teach ten years ago and never left.

She is actually not old, she is less than 40 years old, but her temples have been dyed with white hair. She is not stage fright at all in front of the camera, and her simple smile is very beautiful.

The director said: "Ms. Zhang will take everyone to visit the village this morning, and listen to her tell the story of the past. Afterwards, you need to earn your own lunch and dinner."

Song Jue heard the problem and raised a question, "Earn it yourself?"

The director explained in a very humane way: "Yesterday was an exception. Today we will no longer provide food. If you want to eat, you can rely on yourself. The villagers will provide you with job opportunities. You can choose. After you finish, you can change to ingredients."

Bai Su's smile froze, "It's just ingredients?"

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Thinking of her own cooking skills, Bai Su silently turned to Hu Qing and asked, "Sister, can you cook?"

Hu Qing smiled gracefully and calmly, "The fried kitchen is very powerful."

Bai Su: "..."

Song Jue also looked confused, he bumped his partner Yang Nian'an with his elbow, "Would you do it?"

Yang Nian'an was silent for two seconds, and said, "Is it true? Does scrambled eggs with tomatoes count?"

The four of them turned to Miko at the same time. Miko once participated in a home-based variety show. In it, Miko almost ate breakfast, lunch and dinner for everyone, and his cooking skills were very good.

Mi Ke was not modest, he raised his chin, smiled at Lu Yancheng, "Look at me."

Lu Yancheng smiled, "I'm looking forward to it."

"Brother, can we eat together?" Song Jue clasped his hands, put his chin on them, and said pitifully, "I don't want to eat scrambled eggs with tomatoes."

Yang Nian'an also stared at Mi Ke.

Looking at them, Miko said with a smile: "Okay."

After listening to the words, Hu Qing pondered and said, "Bai Su and I are not good at cooking either. How about we just hand over the ingredients we all get to you for making. In exchange, we can help you with your work, how about it?"

"Okay." Miko didn't mind, anyway, if one dish is cooked, several dishes are also cooked.

He really likes to cook, and someone who likes to eat will be happier.

The village was originally very big, but after several immigrations, many people in the village have moved away, leaving only some nostalgic people who are reluctant to part with their homeland and still stick to it.

There is a memorial hall in the village, which displays many old photos, which silently tell visitors about the development and changes of this land over the past thirty years.

The earliest photos were black and white, and the photos faithfully portrayed the poverty of that era. Facing the Gobi Desert with little rain and bare sand and gravel, people were desperate and helpless.

As time goes by, the photos become colorful, and the endless desolate Gobi grows green, first in a small area, and gradually expands into a large area, and people smile more on their faces.

Up to now, Shahai has finally become an oasis, and decades and generations have completed the miracle of changing the world.

After visiting the village, Teacher Zhang led everyone to the square, where many villagers had already gathered, and the program team was waiting there.

It is a new thing for the people here that the TV station is recording a reality show, so many people come out to join in the fun.

As soon as Lu Yancheng appeared, the children recognized him and shouted out.

Lu Yancheng gave them a friendly smile.

The few villagers hired by the program group had already prepared their preparations, and now they were sitting behind a long table like a job fair, and there was a sign in front of each of them, with recruitment requirements and work tasks written on it.

They have a total of five jobs to choose from, namely: give a music class to the children; cook for two elderly families with disabilities in the village; help the villagers plant potatoes; help the villagers herd sheep; plant 30 trees.

A group can only choose one interview, and the difficulty of the work determines the ingredients that can be obtained.

I only ate instant noodles last night, and now Miko is craving meat very much.

Staring at one of the jobs that would get beef and shrimp after completion, he tugged at Lu Yansheng's sleeve, "Try to see if we have a tacit understanding and walk over together?"

Lu Yancheng recalled yesterday's game, hesitated: "...Are you sure?"

Miko smiled, "I believe yesterday was an accident."

Hearing this, Lu Yancheng stretched out his hand and put it in front of Mi Ke.Miko was puzzled: "Huh?"

Lu Yancheng curled his lips, "Aren't you going to hold hands?"

Miko thought for a while and put his hand on it.The two held hands, looked at each other, and Miko said, "Let's go."

Followed by the camera that took the portrait, Mi Ke and Lu Yancheng came to the long table, one turned to the left, and the other turned to the right. Because they were holding hands, their arms were stretched too long.

Two cameras: "...Pfft."

Miko: "..."

God, there is really no tacit understanding.

Mi Ke looked at Lu Yancheng faintly, "Don't you want to eat meat?"

"But teaching is the easiest."

Unable to refute.

Just as Mi Ke was about to speak and fight for the chance to eat meat for himself, he found that Lu Yancheng walked towards him first, looking down at him with a smile in his eyes, "Listen to you."

Now it was Miko's turn to hesitate.

He glanced at the side he had chosen. As long as there is meat, it is relatively heavy physical work. A pound of beef and shrimp needs to be exchanged for 30 trees. He doesn't think it is difficult. What about Lu Yancheng?

"Have you ever done farm work?"

To Miko's surprise, Lu Yancheng nodded, "Yes."

As soon as this sentence came out, the other four were also surprised.

Lu Yansheng was still holding Mi Ke's hand, "I once lived in the countryside for two months, collecting folk songs."

Mi Ke blurted out, "Is it for the filming of "Harvest"?" Lu Yansheng played a poverty alleviation secretary in the movie, leading the whole village to become rich.

Lu Yancheng raised his eyebrows, "Have you seen it?"

"Yeah." He went to the cinema to watch it, and watched it twice.

Few movies can make this type of theme film interesting and beautiful, and "Harvest" did it.

The script was excellent and Lu Yansheng's wonderful acting skills brought the characters to life. Not only did the film win the best picture title, Lu Yansheng also won his fourth best actor trophy with the film.

Lu Yancheng led Mi Ke to the last task of planting trees. When Mi Ke realized it, he was already standing in front of the villagers.

"Did you guess right this time?" Lu Yancheng looked into Mi Ke's eyes.

The heartbeat suddenly accelerated again, Miko was inexplicably flustered, and looked away, "That's right."

From the corner of the eye, he caught sight of the hand he and Lu Yansheng were still holding. He coughed, pulled his hand out, and spoke to the villagers first, with a polite and approachable tone, which was very flattering, "Grandma, how do we interview?"

Watching Mi Ke who was talking to the old lady gently, Lu Yancheng gathered his five fingers and naturally hung them by his side, the corners of his raised lips never letting go.

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Continue tomorrow.

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