Dressed as a Bamboo Horse [Transmigration Book]

Early the next morning, the program team sent a follower, PB, to shoot the scene of Xie Liang going to the market.

I heard that Xie Liang walked around the market several times that day, and finally came across a murder scene where a victim chicken was murdered. As a result, the whole picture was mosaic. Xie Liang's fans, who were originally up early and squatted, also had a new understanding of their idol.

[Brother Xie, it's fine if you don't talk too much, you don't have such abusive fans! 】

[Thank you brother for frying cp!Wei Fan agrees with you to fry CP!Stop competing with chickens, okay? ! 】

[Cool cool, you're really cool if you don't go up again!Do you see how arrogant that little fairy Fang Mi has become? !Woooooo, don't you care about the sound? ? 】

[After watching Killing Chicken, Brother Xie must wake up, wait for Liang Yin to deliver sugar. 】

[Ah, ah, I want to be that chicken, I want to be missed by Brother Xie! 】

[Excuse me, sisters in front, are you a fan of the legend?Long-awaited, leave. 】

Xi Yin made a list for Xie Liang the night before. Although he wandered around for a while, he honestly completed the tasks that should be completed.

The flow of people on the second day of business is not as much as the first day, but even farmers in the countryside cannot escape the influence of star power. On this day, children aged [-] or [-] became the main source of customers in the store.

The program "Star Dream Project" really became popular all over the country. Xi Yin was eliminated early. At that time, the popularity of the program was not the highest, and not many people knew him, but Xie Liang stirred up a whole village of young people to sleep. don't sleep!

Even Tian Xiaowei can only feel inferior to himself in the face of such a passionate idol effect, and would rather remain unknown in the back kitchen.

Xie Liang works as an accountant. He is very popular now, and he has a very vicious tongue. After thinking about it, everyone defaults to giving him a relatively leisurely job, mainly because they are afraid of offending crazy fans.

That afternoon, a lot of teenagers and girls who looked like middle school students came to the store. Xi Yin took the time to look out the small window, but saw some subtle scenes.

At first, these children did line up around Xie Liang to sign, but after a while, when the children sat back and Fang Mi changed into his overalls and came down to entertain them, the situation became a little delicate.

...The halo of the heartthrob is really incomprehensible!

Seeing the eyes of several Xie Liang's little fans being taken away by Fang Mi, watching him wandering around the room like a dementia, Xi Yin can only be thankful that Xie Liang has a big heart and didn't realize that he was taking off his fans.

But he doesn't seem to care much about it.

Just like this, while cooking and watching the fun, even though he and Tian Xiaowei hadn't exchanged words, the time passed quickly.

When it was almost two o'clock in the afternoon, the restaurant was not so busy, and Lin Siluo finally appeared on the first floor again.

He simply ate something and lived in someone else's house. Qiao Yalan didn't intend to take his money at first, but Lin Siluo gave it in a daze.

"It's okay, just follow the rules." Lin Siluo smiled brightly at Qiao Yalan, Qiao Yalan was stunned for a moment, and blushed inexplicably.

Lin Siluo was wearing a simple white shirt. He looked clean, like a college student who had just graduated, but he was much more temperamental than ordinary college students.

He is not as exquisite as Fang Mi, not even stunning, but human facial features are amazing, there are slight differences in each place, and in the end there are completely two effects.

After taking off the peaked cap, after seeing Lin Siluo's face clearly, every guest and audience felt that he looked familiar, but they couldn't tell who he looked like.

There is no other reason, subconsciously, no one would associate the handsome Lin Siluo with the bright and eye-catching Fang Mi.

After eating, Lin Siluo picked up the camera, nodded with a few people, and went to the backyard to shoot alone.

Regarding the plot of Lin Siluo's return to China, Xi Yin didn't see it at all when he read the book. Now that he has returned early, Xi Yin can't guess the next step.

Especially when Lin Siluo was sneaky last night, as if he was hiding from someone, but today he suddenly appeared carelessly.

If he couldn't figure it out, he simply didn't want to, Xi Yin withdrew his thoughts, it had nothing to do with him anyway, it would be better to say that Lin Siluo diverted Qin Xiuming's attention, and he was relieved.

Throughout the afternoon, the patrons of the restaurant were not so much customers as they were onlookers. They did not earn much money at all, but spent most of their time signing autographs and taking photos with the villagers.

"Yinyin, I'm so tired."

During the break, Fang Mi ran to the kitchen to complain.

Xi Yin glanced at Tian Xiaowei, who was suffering from obsessive-compulsive disorder, and motioned him to go out and talk.

I don't know what Fang Mi thinks, he doesn't really want to provoke this great movie star, he is afraid of anything if not ten thousand.

It was almost closing time, although there was nothing eating in the restaurant, but there were quite a few people staying here to watch the stars.

Xi Yin was also a little tired, so they randomly found an empty table and sat down, next to a table of students in high school uniforms.

As soon as Xi Yin sat down, a girl with two blushes on her cheeks asked curiously: "Brother, are you Xi Yin? I saw you on the program "Star Dream Project", can you sign me a copy?" name?"

Xi Yin nodded, and glanced at their table by the way.

Well, I ordered a Su Pai cucumber, but there are more than a dozen signatures piled up, which is really one for everyone!

"You're almost done!"

Fang Mi, who was sitting opposite him, laughed and scolded half-truthfully: "I've been here all afternoon, hurry back and do my homework!"

This is true. These kids have been working here all afternoon, and they don't know whether they skipped class or took half a day off.

But they seemed to be familiar with Fang Mi, and they didn't take his words seriously at all.

The boy with yellow hair asked with a smile, "Brother Fang Mi, do you have to be good-looking to be a star? Do you think I'm good at it?"

Yearning for an unknown life flickered in the boy's eyes. Although he was dressed in a non-mainstream way, his eyes were clean.

"Not necessarily, do you have any specialties?"

Before Fang Mi could speak, Xi Yin asked with great interest. The boy turned his head, and just as he met his eyes, the tips of his ears turned red.

Huang Mao scratched the back of his head and said without confidence: "Um... I can dance."

"Then you are asking the right person!" Fang Mi patted Xi Yin's shoulder and said maliciously, "The one in front of you is the famous King of Dance!"

The two girls who had watched the Xingmeng Project covered their mouths and sniggered, but Huang Mao took it seriously, and his eyes suddenly shone brightly.

He leaned towards Xi Yin and said eagerly: "Really? Can you guide me? Do you lack apprentices, handsome and obedient ones! Master!"

"Hahahaha." Fang Mi, who was watching the excitement, was overjoyed: "I didn't realize that you are quite good at talking!"

Hearing the boy's continuous praise, Xi Yin's face became hot, and he gave Fang Mi an annoyed look.

"I'm not...I..."

It just so happened that Xie Liang walked by at this time, as if seeing a savior, Xi Yin reached out and grabbed his clothes, dragging him back in a daze.

Xi Yin pointed at Xie Liang and said, "He, he's good at dancing, don't listen to this man's nonsense, I'm not a dancing king!"

"... "

Xie Liang glanced at the hands at the hem of the clothes, then looked away, met Huang Mao's eager gaze, and said calmly: "My level is average, he is the king of dancing, but the previous kings of dancing are more modest."

Xi Yin: "???"

Xi Yin looked up to see him open his eyes and talk nonsense, almost forgot that this is a rotten master!

[Hahahahahaha I laughed so hard! 】

[The way of getting along with the mat always pokes me woo woo woo]

[Mi Yin rushes to the duck!My voice is sweet, it’s all hard real sugar, why don’t you knock it off! 】

【Ah, grab the corner of your clothes, I am consummated. 】

At this moment, the sound of the shutter suddenly came from not far away, and several people paused and turned their heads tacitly.

Lin Siluo returned to the dining room from the backyard at some point, and was watching the results just now with a video camera.

The scene was quiet for a while, and finally Xi Yin broke the embarrassment: "...Are you a photographer?"

Lin Siluo nodded: "You don't have to worry about me, the director said that during the show, he will shoot a set of "The Pastoral Restaurant Album". These are all materials."

Although the room is full of cameras, it is obviously a bit rough to use those lenses to make a souvenir book, but there are so many cameramen in the program group, why did Lin Siluo, who is the owner of the house, be asked to do this?

Xi Yin was a little puzzled, but still nodded, expressing that he would cooperate.

In the end, Huang Mao still worshiped under Xie Liang's name, but he still firmly believed that Xi Yin was the king of dancing, and his qualifications were too poor, so Xi Yin didn't want to teach him.

Xi Yin: "..."

After finally sending away a group of students, Xi Yin noticed Fang Mi's strange expression when Xie Liang also turned around and left.

He leaned on his chin and sat quietly, seemingly silent for a long time.

Xi Yin froze for a moment, then tilted her head and asked him, "What's wrong?"

Fang Mi glanced at him, half pouted, and said sourly: "You two have a good relationship."

While talking, he was still scratching anxiously with one hand on the table.

Xi Yin glanced down, and pressed him annoyedly: "Yeah, he took good care of me in that show, don't be hyperactive."

Fang Mi hummed, let him press, and asked, "Compared to me?"

than what?Who do you have a good relationship with?

Realizing that Fang Mi started to struggle again, Xi Yin was a little helpless.

"It's incomparable. People take care of me, how about you? It's more appropriate to say that I'm taking care of you?"

"Huh? Obviously..."

Fang Mi straightened his back, and was about to refute in surprise and annoyance, but when the words came to his lips, his face turned green and pale for a while, obviously realizing that what Xi Yin said was an ironclad fact.

"I can take care of you too..."

After a few seconds, Fang Mi lay down on the table dejectedly, and said somewhat unconvinced: "I can't sing, dance, or cook, but I'm good-looking, and I can keep warm..."

Seeing that his gaze was wandering, as if he was about to say something terrible, relying on his sixth sense, Xi Yin quickly covered his mouth.

"Brother, brother! Sober up! Don't be a monster!"

Fang Mi pressed his hand, quickly kissed his palm, changed her previous decadence, and said with a smile on her face: "Yinyin, you are so cute."

"... "

This guy did it 100% on purpose!It's all fake!

[Yinyin is so cute, can God give me such a bamboo horse? 】

[I found that Fang Mi is very good at it...he is a master. 】

[Warm what...?Wouldn't it be a bed warmer? ?Do you dare to talk so much? 】

[Zhuma CP seems a bit sweet, ah, I started to tangled! 】

[The relationship between them is indeed very good, but I just... Is my thinking templated?When I see a beauty, I want to promise it to a handsome guy. 】

[My voice rushes to the duck! ! ! 】

[Did you do it yourself just now?Am I wrong? 】

Unknowingly, the next day's business was also over. Today they had a mediocre harvest. The students who came to eat didn't order too much. In the end, they barely made 200 yuan.

This is only the second day. As time goes by, the revenue of Tianyuan Restaurant will become increasingly bleak. In the future, we must find some way to innovate the business model.

Since it was recording a program, it was already the second day, and it was impossible for the guests to go to bed so early, the audience would have run away, and the program group would have nothing to broadcast.

The director vaguely reminded them during the day that they should be more active at night, but sitting still is not the case. Later, Han Xiaomeng suggested that they should just come and play games.

Everyone sat around on the sofa in the lounge on the first floor. The lounge was similar to a small living room, with a TV and coffee table and so on. The wide door was facing the backyard. It was quite warm for a group of people to gather here at night.

"Playing games requires some punitive measures. What should we punish?" Han Xiaomeng frowned and thought deeply.

Tian Xiaowei who just came down from downstairs was holding two bottles of champagne. Qiao Yalan saw it and immediately exclaimed, attracting everyone's attention.

"Brother Xiaowei, did you bring wine?"

Tian Xiaowei nodded, and smiled with pursed lips: "You said you were not allowed to bring food, but you didn't say you were not allowed to bring drink."

"That's great, the loser will punish himself with a cup!" Han Xiaomeng jumped up from the sofa and went to get the cup with great interest.

In the end they decided to play a very simple, yet extremely exciting, game of counting fingers.

Although Han Xiaomeng is a girl, she is extremely courageous, and she is not afraid of her privacy being exposed. As soon as she talked about playing games, her exhausted and paralyzed salty fish look disappeared.

Xie Liang seemed to have never been exposed to this type of game, so after Han Xiaomeng explained the rules, he asked again.

"The rule is that everyone says something they haven't done, and those who have done it have to put down one finger. If they retract all five fingers, then it's considered a loss?"

"Yes! It's that simple."

...sounds easy.

Fang Mi is usually a person with an active atmosphere, but this time he was unusually quiet, huddled in a corner of the sofa and watched them explain to each other coldly.

He has played this kind of game before, if he meets a troublemaker, he can't hide anything.

This is a live broadcast. It is impossible for a large group of celebrities to tell the whole story. There will always be lies mixed in. What's the point of that?It's just to compete with each other's acting skills here.

Compared with this game, he is now more worried about how to complete the mysterious mission given to him by the program group.

Like Xie Liang, Xi Yin has never played this game before. He leaned towards Fang Mi and asked in a low voice, "What do you usually say when you play this game?"

Fang Mi stretched out his arms, intentionally or unintentionally put on the sofa behind him, so that when Xi Yin leaned back a little, she just leaned on his arm.

"It's nothing."

Seeing Han Xiaomeng pour half a glass of champagne into several goblets, Fang Mi's eyebrows twitched: "For example, if you say that I have never drank alcohol, then everyone else will probably put a finger down."

"Oh... that's how it's played." Xi Yin nodded half-understanding.

Five minutes later, the first round of the game officially started. He probably bullied Xie Liang, who didn't know much, but Han Xiaomeng let him start with a smirk.

Xie Liang was really confused. After a few seconds of silence, he said regretfully, "I've never killed a chicken."

Everyone: "..."

The author has something to say:

Xie Liang: But I see it, I'm satisfied, I'm going to work.