"Jiaojiao, this is Xiao K, the next photographer responsible for following you on location."
Sheng Jiaoyang nodded and said hello to the photographer pointed by the director: "Please take care of me!"
"Okay, let's go in and meet the others."
As soon as Sheng Jiaoyang entered the door, he saw several people paralyzed. The three sofas were occupied by three people. There is no image to speak of.
"Oh, there's a new guy here." The boy who was lying on the ground straightened up, with an excited look on his face.
"Who is it?" Everyone lying on the sofa also sat up.
"Hi, everyone, I'm Xu Jiaojiao." Sheng Jiaoyang dragged a large suitcase into the living room.
"Ahem, Dahui, come and tell the newcomers about the rules here." The woman occupying the longest sofa cleared her throat.
Several other people looked at Sheng Jiaoyang with bright eyes, looking impatient like wolves who had been hungry for a long time.
Are there any rules? Sheng Jiaoyang raised his eyebrows slightly.
The boy sitting on the carpet licked his lips, and in order to show off his momentum, he stood up and said, "Every newcomer will treat us to dinner."
"Invite you to dinner, no problem." Sheng Jiaoyang agreed readily.
Everyone suddenly burst into laughter.
"Where should I sleep at night?"
"I'll take you up." The boy took the initiative to help her carry the box.
"Hey, girl, are you the substitute or the host?"
Sheng Jiaoyang had already reached the corner of the stairs and heard the voice of the older woman who spoke at the beginning. She turned around and replied: "Substitute."
Several people in the living room were stunned.
"Oh my god, he's actually a substitute."
"Suddenly I can't bear to let her treat us to dinner. That guy Zhou Quan has less living allowance than any of us. She probably can't afford to treat us to dinner even if she wants to."
"Strange, why did she choose to work as a substitute? There is no benefit at all from working as a substitute. The survival money is still left over from the person in front."
"We will probably have a welcome party and a farewell party tomorrow."
Several people spoke one sentence at a time, all with sympathetic expressions on their faces.
And there was another conversation upstairs.
"What's your name?" Sheng Jiaoyang asked the boy who helped her carry her suitcase.
"My name is Rong Hui. Well, I'm older than you."
Hearing his special emphasis on the word "big", Sheng Jiaoyang smiled and said, "Brother Hui, you have to take care of me."
Hearing this, Rong Hui suddenly felt a sense of mission. Before, because he was the youngest in the tour group, he was always teased by the older brothers and sisters. Now, finally, there is a younger one, and he is so polite. , he immediately patted his chest and said: "Don't worry, brother will protect you from now on!"
"You look very tired. Did you do anything particularly strenuous today?"
"You don't know how perverted the mission assigned by the director team is. We visited most of Sydney today. We set off at dawn in the early morning and didn't come back until an hour ago. I just heard you say that you are Substitute, have you been tricked by the director? Substitutes are very miserable, especially you, who is substituting for Brother Quan's class, tsk tsk, the living allowance he has left is so little that he can't even squeeze his teeth."
He had already arrived at the room. This was a small room that could only accommodate a bed. Rong Hui placed his suitcase against the wall. He looked at Sheng Jiaoyang sympathetically and said, "It's okay. You can follow your brother tomorrow." I, at worst, I will eat the meat and you will drink the soup."
Sheng Jiaoyang smiled: "Okay."
Seeing the clean and trusting smile on her little face (this is worth looking into), the protective desire in Rong Hui's heart was about to burst. His monologue in the small black room interview that night was as follows:
"First of all, she is tall. When those long legs came into my sight, I was shocked. Secondly, she is good-looking and has great temperament. When I see her, I will feel like 'Ah, my princess is here' It feels like she has quite a cheerful personality." When the director asked him what his first impression of Xu Jiaojiao was, he said this.
"How far do you think she will go?" the director asked.
Rong Hui said without thinking: "If she doesn't ask us for help, she won't be able to survive tomorrow."
"But it's rare for someone to call me brother. I will help her and let her persist until the next stop."
However, reality dealt him a painful blow.
During the interview in the dark room the next night, he replied with a straight face when the director asked him his evaluation of Xu Jiaojiao.
"My face hurts so much!" he said sadly.
He looked at the camera with a mournful face and asked the director: "Director, are you sure you invited her here to play a game and not to play with us?"
"Are we going to have to watch her eat meat from now on, while I can only stand by and drink the northwest wind? Director, won't your conscience hurt?" As he spoke, he started to accuse.
The director said with an indifferent face: "I don't mind if you hug my thigh."
"...My face hurts so much!" Yesterday, he vowed to cover someone else, but today he found out that it was him who was being covered, and he had hit his own face.
The thing is like this, if you want to go to the next stop, you must first have travel expenses, and the program team will not give this travel expenses in vain. Either you can get rewards by completing tasks, or you can find a way to make money reasonably through labor. The task of the program team is not simple. Just like yesterday, they just went to do the task. As a result, they were half exhausted and they may not be able to complete the task.
Early this morning, everyone divided into two groups. Three people felt that it was reliable to do the task, so they went to do the task. The three people, including Sheng Jiaoyang, decided to go to the streets to find ways to make money.
Ronghui brought his guitar and wanted to perform in a lively square. He even boasted about Haikou and asked Sheng Jiaoyang and another actress named Zhuzhu to cheer for him nearby, and then the money earned would be divided equally. Three servings, one for each person. As a result, when I arrived at a crowded place, I was kicked away as soon as I started performing. They said that it was a first-come, first-served basis. If people got here first, there couldn't be a second performer in this area, otherwise they would steal business from others. They are celebrities, so they can't really get involved with others just to make money, so they can only walk away.
There are not many people in other places, and few people will stop to listen to his singing. The reward money is so small that he can't even buy a bottle of water.
"If I had known, I would have gone on a mission with Sister Yufen and the others." Zhuzhu complained.
Rong Hui was very embarrassed and said, "You go and see for yourself how you can make money first. I'll find a place to try. I'll call you anytime."
Zhuzhu glanced at Rong Hui resentfully and sighed: "This is the only way. I'll leave first."
Sheng Jiaoyang left with little K who was following him.
As noon approached, Rong Hui looked at the money he finally earned that he couldn't even afford to buy a hamburger. He sighed deeply and said to the camera in an emotional voice: "Money is really hard-earned. I will definitely make more money in the future." Work hard and don't let yourself end up like this. Yesterday I told Xu Jiaojiao that I would protect her. She is new here and she doesn't have much money on her. It seems that I can only use my own survival money. Oh my god, I can’t protect myself, so why do I need to take care of others!”
When he called to find out the location, he found that Xu Meizi was painting walls in a store that was being renovated. Oh, no, she was painting on the wall.
The way she moved her hands and feet was so coherent that it really didn't look like she was creating anything, but more like she was painting casually. Two of the three walls have been painted, and only a third of the third wall is left. Judging from her speed, she should be able to finish it very quickly.
The entire store is very different because of these paintings on the wall. When you pass by from the outside and look into the store through the glass display window, you will be attracted by it at a glance.
The female shopkeeper marveled at the work and took various photos with her mobile phone. When the walls were all painted, she excitedly went up to hug Sheng Jiaoyang and said a lot of praises.
"What are you doing here?" Zhuzhu also rushed over.
Rong Hui pointed inside, and at that moment the female shopkeeper took out her wallet and took out a stack of money.
"Wow, that's a lot of money..." Zhuzhu's eyes widened when she saw it. The pile of money in various denominations amounted to at least a thousand.
Rong Hui's mood was so complicated. He sang for a long time and couldn't even earn fast food money. This girl received so much money after painting a few paintings. Of course, he couldn't deny that the paintings on the wall were really beautiful.
"It's too much." After taking the money, Sheng Jiaoyang knew that the shopkeeper had given him too much money.
"Your art deserves more, but my money is limited." The shop owner said sincerely.
"Thank you!" Sheng Jiaoyang accepted the money without any further refusal.
"I have another request. Can you please come to my house and help me paint my future baby's room? I really like your painting style." said the female shopkeeper.
Sheng Jiaoyang hesitated and explained her current situation to the shop owner. She told the shop owner that she was participating in a reality show and would not have much free time. She might only stay here for one day.
The shopkeeper invited her to his home now. Knowing that Rong Hui and Zhuzhu were with her, he also invited them to his home and prepared a sumptuous lunch for them.
When they had such a sumptuous lunch, Rong Hui and Zhuzhu both had tears in their eyes.
"It's not easy. I haven't had a full meal in the past half month, and today I can finally have a full meal." Rong Hui sighed while eating.
Zhuzhu nodded empathetically. She touched her pointed chin and said, "I've become so thin these days that even my fans think I've had plastic surgery."
After finishing the painting in the afternoon, the shopkeeper handed Sheng Jiaoyang another sum of money and packed some snacks for them to bring back.
Thinking back on what happened today, Rong Hui had to admit that the director's suggestion was right. At least he didn't have to worry about being hungry when he hugged Xu Jiaojiao's golden thighs. He looked at the director and said: "You are right, there is such a big golden leg in front of me, I must cherish it, lest I regret it later."
"..." Director.
Rong Hui flipped up his hair and said to the camera: "My dear Rong Guang, I am not just a freeloader. The so-called person who knows the current affairs is a Junjie. Please call me Junjie from now on." Rong Guang is the collective name for his fans.
"...Okay, get out." The director couldn't stand it anymore and kicked him out of the dark room.