The production team prepared for them a standalone beachfront house.
It’s a single-story, very spacious, with rooms and outdoor walkways decorated with wood grain stickers on the walls, and the roof adorned with plenty of thatch and coconut leaves, adding to the ambiance.
Guan Yu walked beside her, pushing a suitcase, speaking softly.
"I heard they were college sweethearts who stayed in love until marriage. They look so young. That guy nad Fu Ran is quite good-looking; it’s a sha that the agents in the industry missed out on such a great talent."
"Married young, and they seem to be in a cougar relationship," Mu Qiu whispered back, "The guy even calls the girl senior."
Guan Yu had a sour expression: "What a sweet nickna. As expected, this episode is about one married couple and seven single dogs?"
Mu Qiu moved aside with her suitcase: "Although it’s quite inconsiderate, I’m not a single dog."
Guan Yu: "......"
"We’re picking rooms. What are you two gossiping about over there?"
Shu Ran turned her head to glance at them.
She generally assud that those whispering behind her back were bad-mouthing her.
Determined to split them up.
Mu Qiu and Guan Yu imdiately stood straight.
"Picking rooms? I can take any room!"
Shu Ran: "I just happen to want to choose the one with the sea view first, so you guys can pick any other room."
In the end, Mu Qiu picked a room in the middle on the right-hand side, with Ye Mian and Cheng Zhirang on either side.
Further beyond Cheng Zhirang’s room were the remaining rooms, unclear if Li Yang or the third guest would take them.
After quickly tidying up and taking a shower, changing into beach vacation attire, it was already 8:30, and the lights had been turned on at the beach outside.
The crowd outside was more excited than ever, with whistles, screams, and laughter never ceasing.
The production team prepared for everyone a... lavish al box on the beach at the entrance.
As everyone stepped out of their rooms, they saw what served as a living room, with stacks of boxed als with two at and two vegetable dishes.
"Chotto matte." Guan Yu mumbled so indescribable Japanese, looking in disbelief at the two caras in the center.
"...Are we having boxed als tonight?!"
Mu Qiu also glanced at the cara: "If we’re having boxed als, at least have a table; do we eat squatting in the corner?!"
The caraman chuckled but nodded.
"... The production team has no humanity!"
She had changed into slippers, ready to be barefoot in the sand anyti! But the joyful scene she imagined, eating barbecue, drinking beer, and singing songs, turned into a group of people huddled in the corner eating boxed als?!
The three female guests were very unhappy, especially Shu Ran.
She was already in a floral V-neck dress, and now she’s supposed to squat to eat a boxed al? Impossible; she’d rather skip the al.
Perhaps anticipating this thought, the director whispered behind the cara: "Everyone should eat a little; it’s a long night, and tomorrow will be exhausting... Plus, there are no snacks on the road."
Mu Qiu suddenly felt offended.
"No snacks? Fine, but why are you looking at , director?"
Director: "My gaze just unconsciously drifted to you, no other aning."
Mu Qiu: I don’t believe you at all.
Everyone was still reluctant, so the director added another line.
"Moreover, although these look like ordinary boxed als, they are not. It’s a special boxed al here, with seafood, and for those who don’t eat seafood, there’s grilled skewer at."
Saying this to a group of people who hadn’t eaten for seven or eight hours...
Guan Yu calmly wiped her mouth: "Then I think it’s acceptable."
Mu Qiu: "I agree."
Shu Ran: ... Fine, she can eat a little too.
So ten minutes later, on the outer walkway of this beachfront house, sat a row of finely dressed n and won.
They held their boxed als, "working hard" to eat.
When starved for long, even boxed als taste great.
Guan Yu ate with satisfaction, completely forgetting her earlier disdain for the boxed als.
Mu Qiu sat on the boardwalk, swinging her bare feet over the sand, holding a small cup sipping seaweed soup.
The two of them were comfortable and satisfied, snugly filling their stomachs, but the several people next to them had a very different vibe.
Also sitting on the walkway, while Mu Qiu’s feet dangled in the air, Cheng Zhirang’s rested directly on the sand.
Also with slightly hunched backs, one hand holding the boxed al, the other with chopsticks, they relaxed while others seed like they were posing for drama shots, picturesque and beautiful.
Beside him, Shi Yuhuai’s legs were even more impressive, able to rest the boxed al steadily on his knees.
He seed a bit picky, pushing aside the seafood he wouldn’t eat, exuding the aura of an oversized child with a grievance on a runway seat.
As for the last person...
Shu Ran had chewed a piece of grilled at around ten tis, her boxed al placed beside her, unheld, expressionless, gazing past the caras to the beach outside.
"Why do we dress so nicely to sit here and eat boxed als? Isn’t this supposed to be our free ti? Why?"
It sounded full of resentnt.
Guan Yu took a sip of soup, letting out a relaxed sigh, saying, "Be content; having food is better than none. Besides, after eating, you can go out and have fun."
"Then I won’t eat. I’ll go out now."
"Are you sure? There might be nothing to eat for more than twelve hours."
"...I’ll endure for a few more minutes."
Mu Qiu lowered her head and laughed.
When they were almost done, drifting down the extended boardwalk path ca the sound of suitcase wheels rolling.
A row of people looked up.
’Self-filming’ Li Yang, dragging a suitcase and wearing sunglasses, was walking over. Seeing a row of people sitting at the door, he suddenly stopped, took off his sunglasses.
"... Is this episode a beach transformation plan?"
Guan Yu: "Director hid such a deep secret and you found out."
The director sneezed in the temporary work tent.
The photographer behind Li Yang gathered enough behind-the-scenes footage, capped the lens, waved, and went back to eat.
Li Yang dragged the suitcase over to them, glanced inside: "Such a great sea view house, such a wonderful trip, dressed so nicely, and you just sit here eating boxed als?"
... How does it feel like he’s scolding dogs for relieving themselves outside a villa?
Mu Qiu shook away that inexplicable thought, saying, "Your boxed al is inside, hurry up and join us."
"...Forget it, I think my personal image doesn’t quite align with your group."
"Don’t think you’re so noble just because you’re wearing a t-shirt," Guan Yu pointed to Shu Ran and said to Li Yang: "See? She’s dressed in high luxury, and she’s sitting here eating boxed als."
Finishing with Shu Ran, she nodded her chin towards Cheng Zhirang and Shi Yuhuai: "There’s Brother Cheng and Brother Huai too, who look like they’re here to shoot a blockbuster, but they’re sitting here eating too."
Li Yang furrowed his brows: "Why don’t you guys rebel? There’s BBQ outside."
Shu Ran: "You think we want to? The director said every boxed al is different. Whoever gets the sa one will be in the sa team tomorrow."
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