Wanwan and Xia Zhihuai were not surprisingly at the bottom.

After the competition, Xia Zhihuai took away the previous toy gun and said to Qu Xiunan with some resentment: "The sight of this toy gun must be crooked."

Qu Xiunan laughed and said, "Mo Zexu and Ren Wenzhou said so just now."

Xia Zhihuai was confused: "Then why are they still fighting so accurately?"

Qu Xiunan said meaningfully: "Ren Wenzhou has been acting for many years. Although he has not been very popular, he is a real and powerful actor. He has taken the most gunfight TV series and movies. He has also studied shooting courses in private. He is a golden male supporting actor known for his professionalism in the industry."

"As for Mo Zexu, his family background is much better than that of ordinary people. He seems to have studied in Germany and has a gun license abroad."

"I chatted with him before, and I heard him privately that he had participated in several German hunting seasons and had a very accurate marksmanship."

Qu Xiunan looked at the actor Zheng Xu, who was chatting with Ren Wenzhou not far away: "As for actor Zheng, I don't know much about him, but I guess he must have practiced shooting, so overall, you are at the most disadvantage in the game recording of this episode."

Xia Zhihuai also discovered this.

He felt like he was targeted by the director team.

It's very unhappy.

He helped to raise the ratings of the first episode. What happened to Hu Beijun? I wonder if I am grateful?

As for Director Hu himself, he was squatting on the stool at this moment, watching the images sent back from the equipment, and savoring the yogurt in his hand with a scent.

"If you do such a game, Xia Zhihuai must know that you are messing with him." said the deputy director Youyou.

Director Hu turned his head and stretched his legs proudly: "Who told him to join forces with that ghost in the first period to scare me?"

"I was almost scared to death at that time, so I just exchanged my heart attack and slandered him. Isn't that right?"

"But without him, how could our first episode be so far ahead of the ratings and surpass other shows?"

The assistant director thinks it's still a bit unkind, but... since the situation is done, there seems to be nothing to do.

He can only represent the director team of their program and condemn Director Hu not very seriously for being heartless.

Hu Beijun touched his double chin and thought for a moment: "I can't treat you well in accommodation, but I can still compensate you for your diet!"

"Am I such an unkind person?" Hu Beijun raised his eyebrows and asked.

The assistant director looked at him, and the meaning in his eyes was obvious: "Aren't you?"

Hu Beijun: "What Xia Zhihuai cares about the most is his precious sister, and Wanwan is another expert in food."

"Xia Zhihuai's cooking skills obviously cannot take good care of Wanwan, so... it is better for us to compensate them in the catering industry than Wanwan will follow him and eat and have a full meal."

The assistant director rolled his eyes and said, "It's not, it's not."

Their planning process is all there, so the guests will not go hungry.

Hu Beijun held the walkie-talkie and made a decision on his own: "We decided so happily. Since the house has been selected, the rest is today's food."

"You can notify the person in front of you to issue the first task of this episode."

...

Xia Zhihuai and Qu Xiunan moved their luggage, Wanwan followed behind their butts, and finally found the house they were about to move into.

It is almost the same as the one in the photo, and looks a bit dilapidated and desolate. In this seemingly modern town, it feels out of place.

But from the outside, the house structure is still very solid and not a dangerous house.

It was a standard one-story brick and tile house in rural areas more than ten years ago. It had gray tiles and orange-red brick walls. The yard was a little small, but the ground was regularly covered with unregular bluestone slabs. The windows were old-fashioned glass windows. The red fences were reinforced on the outside. The windows were not big. So Xia Zhihuai took a look and guessed that the lighting inside the house might not be very good, but it was quite wild.

Qu Xiunan put his suitcase in the yard and took the key to unlock the door lock of the day.

Although the door lock is old, it can be seen that it is often used, so it is polished and shiny.

The house is a standard three-standard tile house, with the kitchen and bathroom built separately to the west, which is more dilapidated than the house, but the doors and windows are all replaced by aluminum alloy.

Qu Xiunan pushed open the wooden door of the middle hall, turned his head and waved to Wanwan behind him: "Wanwan, come and see, don't be the same as last time, what mess is there in this house."

Before Wanwan walked over, Xia Zhihuai shook his head and said confidently: "This house does not have one."

Wanwan nodded in agreement: "Brother is right."

Qu Xiunan breathed a sigh of relief and then realized: "When did you learn to read Feng Shui?"

"This is not Feng Shui." Xia Zhihuai explained, "It's very simple, to see if the house has too heavy yin energy."

Wanwan: "There is no Guigui in this house."

Wanwan dragged her suitcase into the room and turned into the room on the east side.

"I want to live in this house." Wanwan's voice came from the house. Qu Xiunan leaned into the room and looked inside, "Then I'll live in the west, but the light in this house is too dark."

Xia Zhihuai moved the suitcase into the room, tried to fumble for a while, and found the switch of the lights in the room.

After the light was turned on, he found that the light was still not very good.

There is no way, I can only make it first.

When he opened the wardrobe and began to organize his daily necessities for himself and Wanwan, Wanwan lay on the end of the bed, holding a lollipop in his mouth and said, "Brother."

"Hmm?" Xia Zhihuai was working while waiting for her to write.

Even if you are as smart as Wanwan, there are too many questions in life and you always want to dig your roots to the bottom of it.

More often than not, she likes to talk to him for a long time.

"Shu Shu, I'm not happy today."

"I asked him why, and he wouldn't tell me."

Xia Zhihuai hung his clothes into the wardrobe, and his hands kept moving: "Everyone has times when they want to talk or don't want to talk."

"When he wants to say it, he will naturally tell you."

Wanwan turned her head and said, "But I am friends with him. My friends are unhappy, and I am not happy either."

"So, of course I want to help and make him happy sooner."

Xia Zhihuai took off his coat and threw it on the bed sheet, and said with a smile: "When did you have such strong empathy? When I am unhappy, why don't you try to make me happy?"

Wanwan turned her head and said, "You are different from Shushu. Shushu is a friend, and you are your brother."

"And Uncle Huang said, you are the best at entertaining yourself, and sadness never lasts at night."

Xia Zhihuai's mouth twitched: "I thank you both!"

He was talking about it like a silly and sweet person.

"Brother, you have grown up to be an adult. Is there any way to do this?" Wanwan asked unwillingly.

Xia Zhihuai sat at the end of the bed, pinched her waist and picked up the person and placed it on her legs, pinching her little upturned nose with two fingers: "Do you think your brother and I are the kind of person who is intimate brother?"

Wanwan looked him up and down and shook her head.

Xia Zhihuai smiled seriously and said, "So, what constructive suggestions do you think I can give you?"

Wanwan: "..." So

Other people's brother always feels omnipotent, why can't he succeed when he comes to her?
Chapter completed!