When the car went around the third circle with the center of the dance as the center, Lu Yuan gave Bian Xu a clear picture of "what is a love variety show?"

The more clear the more the atmosphere in the car is.

Otherwise, the driver wouldn't have gone through all three laps, and the driver didn't dare to ask "Where to go next", so he started the fourth lap.

Following the "sensationalism" and "playing house", Bian Xu gave the third evaluation of this variety show: "Is it because people who can't find a partner are gathered together?"

This statement is not unreasonable, but...

Lu Yuan: "It can't be so absolute. Didn't Miss Liang find a partner?"

“…”

If the air grows, you will be running away with embarrassment at this time.

I never want to let such a person who can't speak live again.

"However, the holding rate of guests in this variety show is very low, and those people may not necessarily go to love. Some may advertise to gain fame, and some may want to become internet celebrities and enter the entertainment industry..." Lu Yuan stuttered and sought to make up for it, "Will Miss Liang have any career plans and need to show her face on the screen to gain popularity?"

"Am I dead?" Bian Xu pointed at his clothes with his index finger and said word by word.

"Ms. Liang has always been quite independent and doesn't like to rely on you..."

The driver squeezed at Lu Yuan, hinting that he should not pick up any pot.

Lu Yuan immediately shut up.

The car became quiet. Bian Xu picked up his cell phone with a calm face and dialed Liang Yixuan's phone number.

After a subtle current sound, the mechanical female voice rang: "Sorry, the phone you called cannot be connected for the time being, please dial it later..."

Bian Xu frowned and hung up. He was about to turn the second pass when he suddenly thought of something and let go of his finger.

"Lu Yuan."

"Here, now..." Lu Yuan turned back in fear.

"Call up."

Lu Yuan was stunned and reacted, and transferred his cell phone to the public and dialed it to Liang Yixuan.

But there was still the female voice without emotion in the speaker: "I'm sorry, the phone number you called cannot be connected for the time being..."

Bian Xu loosened a shirt button and opened the SMS box of his mobile phone.

Lu Yuan thought about it, borrowed the driver's mobile phone, manually entered Liang Yixuan's mobile phone number, and dialed it out again.

"beep--"

The call was successfully connected this time.

At the same time, Bianxue flipped through the messy unread text messages of "99" to the last message sent by Liang Yixuan a month ago.

The uniform and long beep sound seemed to be wrapped in the chaotic water, gradually blurring into a distant muffled sound. Bian Xu stared at the word "breakup" on the screen, his fingertips were still moving and frozen there.

I don't know how long I've watched it--

"No need to hit it," he said in a hoarse voice.

When Liang Yixuan heard this call, she was tidying her luggage on the second floor of the villa.

The phone was disconnected before it was answered. Seeing that it was an unfamiliar number, she thought that the program team asked the guests to try not to use their phones during the recording period. So she didn't care and continued to stand in front of the closet to hang her clothes.

A quarter of an hour ago, the last two guests arrived late. After a few of them exchanged greetings, they each entered the room assigned by the program team.

Liang Yixuan and "female first" Cheng Nuo, the girl with the strap skirt, were assigned to a double room.

Considering privacy, the camera area in the guest bedroom is only around the door and the audio range is limited.

Cheng Nuo muttered when he reached the blind spot: "Finally, there is no need to chat awkwardly... After the male third and female third came in, if it weren't for the male second to control the game, I wouldn't be able to continue talking about this game..."

The "second male" mentioned by Cheng Nuo is Chen Ji.

The villa where men and women just entered the front and back, one was a cool cover of leather jackets, leather pants, leather boots, and the other was a royal sister in an OL suit. Together, they were about two mutes.

That scene was entirely driven by Chen Ji's joking and talking.

Liang Yixuan said embarrassedly: "I don't know how to be hot either."

"You look introverted at first glance. Normally, the male and female threes are like those who are so arrogant and unattended. The program team is quite good at doing things, saying that they have no scripts, but the character design is classified very accurately."

When Cheng Nuogang said this, he heard a "tuk-tuk-tuk" knocking on the door and immediately ran over to open the door.

Liang Yixuan turned her head and saw the man in the sweatshirt who helped her carry her suitcase before.

When the "male first" introduced herself, she said, "My name is Lin Xiaosheng, Xiaosheng is talking and laughing", and she remembered this name.

Compared to Chen Ji, who is a business elite, and the third man who is pulled from his hair to the tip of his shoes, Lin Xiaosheng is more like a childish brother next door who is still young, and he has a likable dimples when he smiles.

"I'm going to make dinner. Does anyone want to go with me?" Lin Xiaosheng smiled and pointed downstairs. He asked "someone" but he looked at Liang Yixuan, who was far away from the door.

Cheng Nuo urged Liang Yixuan with great beauty: "I haven't cleaned up yet, why don't you, Yixuan today? Anyway, everyone will be their turn."

Liang Yixuan folded the last piece of clothing and nodded: "I'll come down now."

Liang Yixuan and Lin Xiaosheng went to the open kitchen on the first floor.

Lin Xiaosheng was not that talkative in big scenes, and he talked a lot in private. He seemed to be very good at cooking. He was always talking when discussing dishes, and Liang Yixuan was listening.

The program team prepared ingredients in the refrigerator in advance, and Liang Yixuan started to help Lin Xiaosheng and washed and cut vegetables at the island.

"You really don't have any Chinese food you particularly like? I can make it." Lin Xiaosheng asked her by rolling up his sweatshirt sleeves.

"You take care of everyone," Liang Yixuan chose celery. "I eat less supper, just make my own chicken breast later."

"Understand," Lin Xiaosheng nodded, "I think I should have guessed what you are doing."

The program team asked the guests to keep their first meeting mysteriously, and then announce their careers and ages the next night, but in terms of careers, there are probably only other people who are mysterious.

As a ballerina, Liang Yixuan has very distinctive appearance characteristics, and her shoulders and neck postures are also outstanding.

She smiled and decided to make a decision, starting to concentrate on cutting vegetables, from diced celery to diced carrots, shredded potatoes to shredded bamboo shoots, cut them into the same size and length, neatly arranged on different dishes.

When Chen Ji went downstairs, he saw this scene and laughed before he could speak before he could speak.

Lin Xiaosheng glanced at Chen Ji with a spoon, but he didn't say anything.

Liang Yixuan looked up and asked what was wrong.

Chen Ji pointed at the table: "I'm laughing at you, are you a little obsessive-compulsive, or... a scheming habit?"

Only then did Liang Yixuan realize that since the border speech was gone in life, her scheming habits seemed to be getting more and more powerful.

Just like retaliatory consumption, this may be called retaliatory freedom.

In the past, the hands and feet that were bound to accommodate borders and dialogues are now all want to achieve great things.

She nodded slightly with a slight restraint: "It's a little bit."

"Don't be nervous, it's not a bad thing," Chen Ji thought for a while, showing a hint of uncertainty, "It shouldn't be? I'm a little bit too, I'm all good."

It seems that no matter what you talk about, Chen Ji can relax in a few words.

Just as Liang Yixuan was about to say something, she suddenly heard Lin Xiaosheng ask Chen Ji: "Aren't you chatting with Cheng Nuo and the others on the terrace? Will they have any objections after so long? I think they are quite afraid of the cold."

"You're still thoughtful." Chen Ji smiled and looked at him, took a few water cups from the cabinet. Before leaving, he noticed the plate of meat on the counter with a very small portion and asked Liang Yixuan, "Is this chicken breast your meal for dinner?"

Liang Yixuan nodded: "Everyone shouldn't like to eat boiled water, so I'll make less."

"No, don't worry, do it, and eat this even if you gain muscle." Chen Ji looked at her, "It seems that he didn't admit you wrong just now."

Liang Yixuan is already small in shape and has a much thinner figure than ordinary girls, but she also deliberately eats fat-reducing meals. Chen Ji should be like Lin Xiaosheng, and through this logic, she has further confirmed her career.

However, Liang Yixuan doesn't quite understand the statement "I didn't admit you wrong".

She suddenly remembered that when she first entered the door, Chen Ji did look at her for a moment.

"Do you know me?" Liang Yixuan was stunned.

Lin Xiaosheng also turned his head curiously.

"Can you say it? Just cut it if you can't." Chen Ji glanced around and looked at Liang Yixuan and smiled, "I've seen your performance."

The 66th floor of East Coast Plaza, Linjiang Open-air Restaurant and Bar.

The night was dark, and the shadows of candles on the empty terrace were shaking. Sitting by the glass fence, looking down, the fishing fires spread out the rippling waves of the river, and the golden light strips connected countless tall buildings that rose from the ground, and the river flowed endlessly.

Bian Xu looked at it lightly for a while, withdrew his gaze and knocked out the third cigarette from the cigarette box.

The man on the leather chair opposite looked at him in confusion: "It's so strange. I just said to the front desk that you came, I don't believe it. Don't you look down on the wine and food in my restaurant?"

Bian Xu's fingertips lit cigarettes gently knocked on the edge of the ashtray, indicating that he was just smoking.

"..." Zhou Zirui was bored without any worries, and smiled and asked about the boring of the border. "How come this person who used to be planted in the gentle village when he arrived in Nanhuai, why did he have a moment of leisure to have a spring night?"

"I always pick a kind of smoke," Bian Xu pinched the piece of cigarette in his hand, "Isn't it greasy?"

"Then score cigarettes aren't there? You won't get tired of smoking." Zhou Zirui smiled and cooperated with him to play the puzzle.

Bian Xu pressed out the cigarette butt and nodded: "If you think it's good, go."

"How dare I do this?" Zhou Zirui's eyelids twitched, and the mystery could not be beaten. "No, I just said casually, are you really breaking up with Sister Liang?"

"It happened a month ago, are you living in ancient times?"
To be continued...