After the whole network was hacked, I went to work in the Taoist temple to catch fish

Chapter 32 Shura Field

Bai Yuanshuang was the chef, and the rest of the guests helped out. After an hour of hard work, a table of home-cooked dishes was finally prepared.

Le Ziang, who finally took a mouthful of hot food, burst into tears: "It's too difficult."

Tian Zixuan swept the ground for a whole day, her stomach was already singing empty plans, and after she wolfed down her half full, she said, "Tomorrow, I must go buy a box of instant noodles and stock up."

"Not/wouldn't be." Lu Xi and Song Xingci spoke in unison.

Seeing that Song Xingci didn't explain, Lu Xi went on to say, "The director team won't come to the same routine again, and besides, you can eat out or pack it back in the future."

The director team will never allow the guests to eat instant noodles every meal, unless the director team wants to be scolded to death by the guests' fans.

After all, the popularity of "Sweet House" is so high that the number of fans on Weibo of the guests has increased so fast. Among them, Luxi is the most, and it has directly broken through the million mark in just one day.

"Then will there be a new routine tomorrow?" Le Ziang felt lingering fear, and stopped eating with his hands. The director team was too sloppy. Thinking of this, the food in his mouth was not tasty after all.

"Why is it that we are obviously participating in a romance show, but our life is like survival in the wilderness." Tian Zixuan explained the sadness of everyone.

"Probably the director is too stupid!" Lu Xi sighed.

After the dinner, the director team finally didn't act like a demon, but did what Lian Zong really should do.

"To meet is to be destined. After a day of getting along, I think everyone must have a lot of private things to say to the fateful him/her. Now take the pens in your hands and write down your heartfelt words to him/her."

Each guest got a pink envelope.

"Your written letters can be posted in the mailbox in front of the person you like. Those who voted each other will form a pair for tomorrow's date. If one person receives more than one letter, you can reverse the election and choose The person I like the most, now, all guests, please start for love."

Hou Guotai made an encouraging gesture with the loudspeaker.

The guests who knew how bad the chief director was, shook their goosebumps.

"I'm so sleepy, why do I have to do such a boring thing, I just want to sleep now." Le Ziang yawned.

Compared with his boredom, Tian Zixuan's whole face was full of entanglement: "Can I only write one? I really want to write one for every brother and sister."

In Yangou's world, how can we only make choices instead of everything.

Huo Dongling's eyeballs rolled around, and he ran upstairs without looking at the three male guests.

Bai Yuanshuang's pretty face was flushed, and her brows and eyes were full of shyness, and she followed closely behind.

Lu Xi also left, scratching his head in distress as he walked, what the hell is he/she he likes?

She obviously likes money.

It's a pity that money doesn't like her.

After yawning, Le Ziang and Tian Zixuan, who had struggled for a long time but couldn't figure it out, looked up, why were there only two of them left in the hall?

oh!There is also a back view of Song Xingci.

Hou Guotai was in the chief director's room, looking at all the live broadcast rooms excitedly, holding a thermos cup soaked in wolfberry, drank some water, and laughed: "Old Ma, who do you think they will choose? Will they fight?" stand up?"

The assistant director looked at him sympathetically, and shook his head: "I don't think it will be what you think anyway."

"It's different. Before, they could join forces with the outside world, but now it's their internal Shura field." Hou Guotai put down the thermos, as if he wanted to talk about it, "You think Le Ziang will definitely choose Luxi, Song Xingci and him are rivals, maybe they will choose Luxi, and when the two meet, their fans will definitely have to fight, and the heat will come."

"Then what about the others?" the assistant director asked.

"It's hard to tell others." Hou Guotai thought deeply, "Tian Zixuan likes everyone fairly, and I doubt he will divide that letter into five. As for the three female guests, it's hard to guess."

Speaking of this, Hou Guotai's frown suddenly loosened, and he said happily: "Look, we can't guess it, and the fans in the live broadcast room must not be able to guess it either. If they can't guess it, then it will be interesting."

"Hehe!" The assistant director smiled, "Maybe."

Seeing that he didn't believe his words, Hou Guotai slapped the table: "Otherwise we bet."

"Old Hou, you don't need to bet." The assistant director patted him on the shoulder. After all, he is an old buddy for so many years, so he should prepare the quick-acting heart-relief pill first.

The assistant director is a sensible person. None of the guests in this group played their cards according to common sense. They were all time bombs. Lao Hou wanted to see the Shura field and planned, but it was useless.

Half an hour is up.

The guests went out one after another, and then the four bumped into each other in front of the same room door.

Hou Guotai from the chief director's office blinked, rubbed his hands vigorously, and took a closer look, there were still four.

When did one more male guest appear out of the three?

The smile on Hou Guotai's face disappeared.

We all know that smiles don't disappear, they just shift.

The assistant director smiled.

Look!

Just say there is going to be a problem.

In front of the door of Luxi's room, the three male guests and Huo Dongling who appeared here unexpectedly and unexpectedly collided together.

Le Ziang looked at the other three: "Song Xingci, what do you mean, I met the master first."

Song Xingci crossed his chest and leaned against the door: "I'm just following the rules of the program group. If you don't like it, you can go to the director."

Le Ziang said indignantly, "Master would never choose you, you are here to humiliate yourself."

"So she will choose a bad luck?" Song Xingci mocked.

Le Ziang was stabbed in the heart, but he got used to it, and replied, "That's better than a paralyzed face."

The corners of Song Xingci's lips curled slightly, and he sneered: "Heh!"

Le Ziang was furious, and pushed him away, trying to put his own letter into the mailbox first.

However, when the snipe and the clam compete, the fisherman benefits.

Huo Dongling let go of his hand, and the letter quickly fell into the mailbox.

A question mark appeared on Le Ziang's forehead: "Huo Dongling, what are you doing here?"

"Who said I can't come." Huo Dongling was confident, "Which of the rules of the program group stipulates that you can't vote for the same sex. I just like Luxi. Are you trying to discriminate?"

Le Ziang was so blocked that he was speechless, and aggrieved became the second one to submit the letter.

Song Xingci was too lazy to argue with him on this point, and left directly after submitting the letter.

Tian Zixuan came last, but his envelope was much smaller than the other three.

It is really divided into five parts in equal proportions.

Tian Zixuan rushed to cast an letter, only Le Ziang and Huo Dongling stared at each other.

The door of the room opened suddenly, Lu Xi looked at the two door gods at his door, and chuckled: "Are you two planning to guard the door for me?"

Taking advantage of her gender, Huo Dongling rushed forward first, took her hand, saw the envelope she was holding in the other hand, and asked, "Luxi, who are you going to give this envelope to?"

(End of this chapter)