It's just a love show with money, why did you choose me?

Chapter 120: Going with the flow
The wind from the mountains blew in, bringing with it the fragrance of green grass. Chen Shen felt that it was not as good as Xia Qingyi's smell.

We have reached this point where all assumptions are no longer assumptions.

With Lian Zong's hints, self-psychological construction, and Chen Shen's little tricks and sincerity, Xia Qingyi's good feelings turned into heartbeat at some point.

If Chen Shen still can't feel it, then don't mess around.

Chen Shen is not a timid person, he is just afraid that Xia Qingyi will be difficult to do, but Xia Qingyi's condition is getting worse, so he will do it openly.

Xia Qingyi seemed to realize something, and his cheeks slowly began to turn red.

"Aren't you curious about how I will end up?" Chen Shen asked.

Xia Qing looked over and said, "Really tell me?"

"It's not a secret. Sister Mo helped me a lot. I'll prepare a song for her later."

Xia Qing was stunned for a moment, then leaned over: "Original?"

"more or less."

Xia Qingyi said angrily: "She will help you deal with me, and then you can reply with a song to others, right?"

Chen Shen looked over, a little surprised.

Xia Qingyi snorted: "I told you not to look down on others. Sister Mo is not Youen, so Youen foolishly thought that you like her. Girls' intuition is very accurate. Among them, only Sister Mo is the one who loves her." I'm under the most pressure. If she really wants to help you, she can indeed change the direction of the program team's secondary creation."

"It's more than that, but it has nothing to do with the show."

Xia Qingyi lowered his voice: "Why don't you tell me now? It's hard to say something original. I'm afraid you'll make a joke."

Chen Shen was stunned. He thought that Xia Qing would be jealous for a while, but he never thought that Xia Qing would doubt his own strength!

Of course, I don't have much strength, but at least it is one of the few supports I can use, which is a bit bullying!

"Aha~ I don't mean anything else." Noticing that Chen Shen looked wrong, Xia Qing scratched her head and smiled.

Chen Shen turned his head and said, forget it, no more explanation. If she feels uncomfortable, just let her feel uncomfortable.

Chen Shen and Xia Qing had a tacit understanding, and they stopped at the same time after confirming that they were doing the best for each other.

The time and place were not right, and it was not the right time to go any further.

The sun was setting in the west, and the sunlight began to climb up the mountainside. Slowly, only the top of the mountain was still bathed in sunlight.

Over there in the small square, the venue has been set up.

Tables and stools, various prepared skewers, and charcoal fires prepared by the staff.

Tonight, barbecue bureau.

On the far left, a speaker was set up and soothing music was already playing.

Under the blue sky and white clouds, beside the green mountains and green waters, the relationship between people who are getting closer and closer is very touching.

Fang was also a warm-hearted person and took the initiative to sit next to the barbecue stall and start grilling skewers.

I don't know who played a song by Xia Qingyi, which made Xia Qing jump up and rush to the center console.

Chen Shen held a cattail leaf fan, and his assistant also fanned the fire, but the charcoal was not fully burned. Xu Youen held a plate full of skewers, waiting to be grilled on the fire.

"There are crabs on the table. We caught them all ourselves in the afternoon. Try them. They are delicious." Fang Ye pointed to the table and said.

Xu Youen asked Chen Shen: "Want to eat?"

Chen Shen nodded.

Xu Youen ran over and then ran back. Between his index finger and thumb, he gently pinched a small fried golden crab and fed it directly to Chen Shen's mouth.

Chen Shen didn't hesitate at all. He opened his mouth and took the bite. It was crunchy and full of flavor.

"It's delicious." Fang also looked over.

Chen Shen gave a thumbs up: "Who blew it up?"

"Xiao Bai, he didn't know where he found the rapeseed oil. It smells so good."

Zhong Wenbai was sitting at the table eating chicken feet. There were some cold dishes on the table, but he kept looking at Chen Shen, his eyes full of admiration.

I cuddled with Qingyi in the afternoon, and now I feed him with my own hands. He is so strong and I want to learn from him!
By the time the first batch of skewers was served, the lights had already been turned on and dusk was falling quietly. I listened to the music for a long time and chatted for a long time. It seemed that this kind of game was not fun without a program.

Zhou Guican clapped his hands and said, "How about we play some games?"

"what game?"

Zhou Guican glanced at Chen Shen, who was still at the barbecue stall, and said with a smile: "It's not complicated, truth or dare, how about simple and crude?"

Zhong Wenbai liked the excitement and was the first to raise his hand: "Come on!"

However, the rest hesitated.

And he looked at Chen Shen unconsciously.

Xu Mo had the mentality of watching a show, as if she wanted to see how Chen Shen would respond.

Su Mian sat next to Xu Mo, biting a small crab. She looked at Chen Shen more directly, as if she was asking Chen Shen if we wanted to play.

"This game sucks. It's boring. Let's try another one." Xu Youen said directly.

Zhou Guican was not at ease at first sight. Xu Youen wanted to know everything, including Chen Shen's definition of the other female guests. Of course, she was also looking forward to how Chen Shen would define himself, but she would not take this opportunity Leave it to Zhou Guican.

Xia Qing answered: "What age are you still playing this?"

Zhou Guican stared, and then looked towards Chen Shen. He hoped that Chen Shen would accept the challenge like a man.

The results of it? Chen Shen didn't look at him at all and stood in front of the barbecue stall eating his hot dog sausage.

Fang Ye also whispered to Chen Shen: "Look, he's full of bad ideas."

I don’t know how they discussed it. They played a game of catching ducks. As many as they caught, they would quack as many times as they could. Whoever made a mistake would perform a show.

Xu Youen ran over and wanted to replace Chen Shen and let Chen Shen play, but Chen Shen refused.

Chen Shen and Fang also grilled skewers together and watched as the place gradually became lively.

"It's so good, I'm still a little reluctant to say goodbye." Fang Ye sighed.

"We have a long time to come, so we can get together in private." Chen Shen said with a smile.

"I'll forget about it tonight. I'll wait until the show is over to join the group. I really don't like him very much."

Chen Shen smiled. He didn't particularly dislike anyone.

Chen Shen's fear is not that he is afraid of himself. What does a person who has died once be afraid of? What he is afraid of is having a bad influence on a few girls.

Precisely because he died once, Chen Shen knew that human beings are complex creatures. What is good one second may be bad the next second, and vice versa.

There were cheers from the other side of the table, wondering who lost again.

Chen Shen looked over and Xu Mo stood up helplessly.

She kept reminding Su Mian, reminding her whether to go or not to go, but in the end she forgot and lost.

"Sister Mo! Sister Mo! Sister Mo!"

"Okay, Sister Mo, let's sing a song. Your voice is so nice, so you must be nice to sing too."

Xu Mo has no talent in literature and art, but is a bit over the top: "How about I do the debut test for you?"

"That won't work! I've already sung, it's okay, Sister Mo, just sing boldly."

"How about you sing Qing Yi's songs and let her teach you."

"No, no, no, I'm afraid of death. Sister Mo, tell me a joke."

Zhou Guican answered: "Maybe you can choose to tell the truth."

Xu Mo was really not afraid of this. She looked at Zhou Guican and was about to speak when Chen Shen's voice sounded: "Sister Mo, I can help from the sidelines."

Xu Mo looked over and said with a smile: "Then come."

Originally planning to sing a song to Xu Mo, Chen Shen wiped his hands on the towel and passed.

　It’s not that I have to get stuck on this song. I wrote seven or eight hundred words, but I don’t feel like it. The update time has come and I have to post it first. I promise to finish writing the plot tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)