After running around in the show all day, exhausted and hungry, Mu Qiu headed straight to her room as soon as she returned to the hotel.
Well, everyone did the sa.
Mainly because it was really embarrassing—a car full of idiots in bizarre costus parked in front of the hotel, and even the well-trained hotel staff couldn’t help but twitch their faces.
As soon as the van stopped, they jumped out and ran away, each faster than the last.
In the end, only Guan Yu remained, at least letting out her frustration, using her inflatable costu to hide her face, sprinting past Cheng Zhirang and Shi Yuhuai back to her room.
Once the door’s shut, it’s your own personal space.
Mu Qiu leaned against the door, exhaling deeply. She was dead tired today, her feet ached from running and her cheeks from smiling. She desperately needed a hot bath.
She walked toward the sofa, untying the red ribbon from her hair.
No sooner had she taken it down and her hair fell loose, there was a knock at the door.
It was the temporary assistant from the program team, returning the phone that they’d collected earlier, and asked her:
"The program team has prepared dinner. Do you want to bring you a portion?"
Others basically had assistants who were already prepared, didn’t really need it, only Mu Qiu was a bit special.
Mu Qiu took the phone and powered it on, nodding: "Thank you."
Calling for takeaway here isn’t easy, having ready-made food is better than none.
The assistant shook her head, saying it’s no trouble, and added: "After changing, just leave the clothes there, soone will collect them. Also..."
The assistant hesitated.
Mu Qiu opened the door slightly, standing upright, her voice softened a bit: "Go ahead."
"There are still shops outside the Ancient City, do you want... to order so takeaway, I can help deliver to others."
Mu Qiu was stunned for a mont.
After four episodes of filming, the other five had all sent food at so point, like the extra als Cheng Zhirang, Shu Ran, and Li Yang sent, and Guan Yu even brought milk tea for a few directors.
Because she was an amateur, she hadn’t thought about showcasing herself in front of others before, so she didn’t send anything. This ti she considered it, but being in this Ancient City made it difficult.
She didn’t expect soone would subtly suggest it to her.
She regained her composure and smiled at the assistant.
"Thanks for the reminder. Do you know everyone’s preferences? I’m afraid of buying the wrong things."
These are big stars here, a tiny mistake can be a big problem, so it’s no surprise she’s cautious.
The assistant breathed a sigh of relief, quickly saying: "Everyone basically knows Brother Cheng’s preferences."
"What about yours?"
"What do you an ours?"
Mu Qiu waved her phone at her: "If I’m buying, I’ll buy for everyone, the program team worked hard too. Is there any lady on her period? I can make a note."
"Yes."
She exchanged WeChat with the assistant, and after agreeing, Mu Qiu was about to close the door.
The assistant was also set to leave, but turned back for a last word: "Mu Qiu, I’m an assistant from Changhui Entertainnt, I should be responsible for your matters in the upcoming episodes."
Changhui Entertainnt people?
Mu Qiu couldn’t figure out the details, she just felt this assistant suddenly seed high-class.
A newly established entertainnt company under Changtong recruited an assistant, yet they were assigned to follow her?
It showed that Changtong valued this variety show, afraid the program team might ss up, so they sent their people, or possibly using this show to train these assistants.
She nodded at the assistant to show she understood, then gave a final smile and closed the door.
The assistant glanced at the room number, walked forward, peeked at Cheng Zhirang’s room door, then left.
Ordering takeaway can be a really distressing task. Mu Qiu found herself fretting over it for more than twenty minutes while hungry before finally ordering for everyone.
Then she tossed her phone aside, rushing to wash and change.
After a refreshing bath, she set so music and blow-dried her hair, halfway done when her phone rang—Cheng Zhirang was calling.
"Hello, Brother Cheng?"
Cheng Zhirang’s soothing, pleasant voice ca through: "It’s . Soone will bring food over to you soon. I heard from the assistant that you bought things for everyone?"
"Yes, it should be arriving soon. It’s my first ti sending food, do you think there’ll be any issues?"
Cheng Zhirang reassured her: "No, as long as you avoided foods so people are allergic to, there won’t be any problems."
"That’s good to hear." she’d checked, none of them were allergic to any particular dishes, and milk tea even less so. "Are you heading back tonight?"
"No," Cheng Zhirang’s end was very quiet, even a pause was clear, "by the way, Li Yang has already left."
"Just now? Left without having dinner?" He was the hungriest.
"Yes, he’s got work to attend to."
He was reluctant to talk much about others, but Mu Qiu, who surfed the web, knew a bit.
Soone as popular as Li Yang must be busy with work. He still had concerts to prepare for, along with regular shoots and event appearances, probably busy day and night.
She shook her head, sympathizing with Li Yang.
"Anything else you need to say?"
Cheng Zhirang: "Yes. Just leave the costu there, soone will collect it later. So soup was delivered, have so first, don’t rush to eat tough stuff.
After dinner, get so good rest and lock your door. The snack gift pack can wait till tomorrow, no need to rush now."
Every ti he ntioned sothing, she nodded to herself, finally saying: "Got it, understood and noted."
A laugh ca through from the other end.
Mu Qiu laughed along, holding her phone to her ear, laughing cheerfully.
Sotis emotions don’t need much expression, a silly laugh can show it all.
Of course, when the boyfriend speaks, it should be listened to, but not entirely.
After drying her hair, Mu Qiu lay on the sofa surfing the web, mainly looking at the super topics community of the other five, searching for clues about their favorite snacks.
In such matters, fans are generally the most well-inford.
For example, today’s staff knew that Cheng Zhirang particularly liked the oatal sweet potato cookies. As for Shu Ran and Shi Yuhuai, who needed to maintain their figure, puffed snacks were out of the question.
While surfing, the takeaway ordered for the program team arrived, with the assistant distributing them, and delivering her dinner.
She got a specially-made sumptuous bento from the program, a soup prepared by Cheng Zhirang, and a large portion of the midnight snack hit—a small pizza and crayfish.
The latter, clearly sent by Li Yang, probably felt bad for leaving early, so he expressed his goodwill that way.
Seeing so much, Mu Qiu put down her phone, carrying the stack into the room, the boxes reaching her chin.
It was too sumptuous; she was drooling before she even opened it.
First, she drank the soup. The bone soup had corn and carrot stewed in it, aromatic and soothing, just a sip ward her whole body, the long-empty stomach finding the best comfort.
Then ca a bite of the program’s special spicy green pepper pork strips, with fragrant rice, each grain distinct.
"Ah—"
Long hunger t deliciousness, drought t sweet rain, long wake t a hint of tipsiness, such a day felt simply blissful.
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Do you know why I wrote this? Because I was writing this Chapter on an empty stomach at night, thinking a feast like this would be the most wonderful thing right now.
Drooling... off to finish writing and eat~
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