Perfect idol [entertainment circle]

"You have a new mission."

After Chu Hao finished wiping his body and came out of the tent, the staff handed them a mission card.

Kong Zhengchu looked at the words on the task card, and continued to read——

"Task ①: Write a diary."

"After completing the task, you can get a one-time toiletry item provided by the program team."

After all, he is an artist, even if he is forced by work, he can't live too sloppy in front of the camera.

If the program team hadn't released this task, Kong Zhengchu would have to find alternatives to toothpaste and toothbrush.

The task is very simple.

Kong Zhengchu returned the task card to the staff, took the pen and paper, and wrote a few sentences by the orange-red firelight.

"What did you write?"

Chu Hao took the toothpaste and toothbrush, and squatted down beside Kong Zhengchu: "I'm basically complaining. Today is so uncomfortable...I feel like I'm back in the age of primitive people."

Kong Zhengchu glanced at him and replied, "I recorded what we did today."

"Oh."

It doesn't sound like anything special.

Chu Hao unpacked the toothpaste and toothbrush and began to wash.

He thought that Kong Zhengchu would write a lot of eloquence—although it was unbelievable, but in these two contacts, he who had been taken away by Kong Zhengchu had subconsciously regarded Kong Zhengchu as nothing. Can't exist anymore.

So, getting such a normal answer made him a little uncomfortable.

"I'm going to bed."

Kong Zhengchu threw the disposable toothpaste and toothbrush into the trash bag brought by the program crew, said hello to Chu Hao, and walked to his tent.

After he got into the tent, he reminded again: "Before you go to bed, remember to put out the fire."

"--Good night."

Sora zipped up the tent.

Chu Hao: "..."

It's only past eight o'clock.

Chu Hao was used to resting at one or two o'clock in the morning, so he didn't intend to sleep at all.

However, after seeing Kong Zhengchu zip up the tent, the exhaustion caused by the busy afternoon rushed to his brain instantly.

He finished washing in a hurry, yawned, put out the fire, and then got into the tent.

"Good night."

He said to the camera.

******

at the same time.

"Miss Bai, I have already sent the information you want to your mailbox. But... there is something strange. When I checked on the first day, I couldn't find any information. On the second day, the information was gone. It's all in place."

Bai Yue said 'hmm': "Thank you."

"No need." The person on the other side of the phone replied heartily and ended the communication.

Bai Yue opened the mailbox and began to look through the documents.

On the day she negotiated the contract with Kong Zhengchu, she contacted a private detective and asked the detective to find out the real information about Kong Zhengchu.

Today, it finally came to fruition.

Kong Zhengchu, 24 years old, Chinese-French mixed race, when he was ten years old, his parents died in a car accident (attached a forged news about the car accident by Kong Zhengchu).

Because he refused to enter the orphanage, he grew up on state subsidies and part-time jobs.In order to earn living expenses, Kong Zhengchu seldom goes to school, but he never misses important exams, and his grades are above average.

……

After reading the information, Bai Yue frowned tightly.

How can an orphan who has to find ways to make money in order to support himself have the time to learn programming, dancing, acting and other skills?He also learned very well, and could even recite the complete information of a pot of plants.

and……

The detective couldn't find anything on the first day, but found all the information easily on the second day?

——This is so strange.

Bai Yue pondered for a while——

Sure enough, Zhengchu is the young master of a certain big family, right?

She became more and more certain about her initial guess.

The author has something to say: Chuchu: I’m not, I don’t, you think too much_(:з」∠)_