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Chapter 757 Hurt each other(1/2)

Before, Shi Zhenqiu always emphasized that he was studying, but everyone thought he had made a lot of progress.

Unexpectedly, a simple common sense exposed his shortcomings.

"Our busyboy is all about learning high-end knowledge. But the most basic common sense is the level of elementary school students."

Liu Zai Shi summed up, which also made Shi Zhenqiu feel very embarrassed.

I was noisy along the way and I soon arrived at the place.

After getting off the bus swayingly, everyone realized that they had arrived in Rishan.

But when Shi Zhenqiu saw the situation around him clearly, he was really absurdly dead.

"Moya, isn't this Rishan next to mbc?"

"What is this Maldives?"

"What other passport should I bring?"

I saw a building with two floors on the open space not far away.

The upper floor cannot be seen, but the lower one is a fully wooden cottage. Even from the outside, you can see through the windows, and the inside is decorated in a tropical style.

Lu Hongzhe opened his mouth wide.

"Is this the Maldives?"

Yoo Jae-suk was also helpless.

"This is the set."

They arrived a little later, so you can see through the window that the second floor above is the trio of the Arctic Palace Hotel.

Really, just say that at the end of such a busy year, how could the production team be kind enough to let everyone go on a trip?

No matter what, when you get to the place, then go in.

Shi Zhenqiu and the other two walked into the small room in Maldives and found that the space inside was not very large, but there were everything.

Beach loungers, video games, tropical fruits, drinks, musical instruments, etc., seem to be enjoyable.

Moreover, the air conditioner here is very open and has reached a point of hotness.

Yoo Jae-suk looked around and instructed: "Oh, there is air conditioner, turn on quickly."

Everyone was so hot that they were very busy turning on the air conditioner, and at the same time they changed into short-sleeved shirts, shorts and slippers, and started to enjoy it.

There are quite a few people here to play, and Yoo Jae-suk and Lu Hongzhe played balloons, while Shi Zhenqiu played the xylophone, and everyone sang the stars together.

It was just enjoying it here, and the phone at the door rang.

Shi Zhenqiu walked over and picked it up, and a familiar voice came from inside.

“Is it the front desk?”

Shi Zhenqiu was inexplicably surprised.

“Not the front desk.”

His voice was heard from the other side.

"Oh, it's my husband."

Shi Zhenqiu also heard it.

"Ah, it's Brother Junhe. We have nothing to say."

Then, he hung up the phone directly, causing Yoo Jae-suk to clap and laugh.

Even if you can't see it, you can imagine Zheng Junhe's depressed look.

But after a while, the phone came over again.

Shi Zhenqiu picked it up again.

"Hello, hello."

It was Zheng Junhe's voice again.

“Shut the heater.”

Shi Zhenqiu didn’t understand anything messy.

Zheng Junhe said it again.

"This is No. 201, turn off the heater."

Shi Zhenqiu was really annoyed.

"Although I don't know what number it is, you called the wrong one, and we are also residents."

As for sitcom dramas, everyone has been very skilled, so they can play them easily.

Zheng Junhe refused to give up.

"No, isn't it the backstage?"

Shi Zhenqiu was speechless.

"What backstage? Brother Junhe, you've called the wrong one."

The call ended again, and Shi Zhenqiu couldn't help but nag.

"Everyone said it wasn't the front desk, so why are you talking about the back desk?"

Ignore him, the three of them continued to have fun.

Although it is small, it is very warm and there are many things to play with, so the atmosphere is very happy.

Everyone eats fruits and listens to music, but it hasn't been so relaxed for a long time.

But at this moment, the phone rang again.

Shi Zhenqiu was upset and pushed Liu Zaishi who was listening to the song.

"Brother, I'm calling."

Yoo Jae-suk ran to answer the phone.

No surprise, Zheng Junhe called him again and asked if it was backstage. He and Liu Zaishi had a quarrel for a long time, and no one could convince anyone.

There seemed to be a change of people there, so Yoo Jae-suk handed over the phone to Shi Zhenqiu again.

"Agassi, what's wrong?"

Shi Zhenqiu's good mood was disturbed, and his tone was very impatient.

Park Myung-soo obviously had no idea, so he came up and cursed: "Oh, little guy, please dodge and call the master."

Really, now, is there anyone who is willing to answer the phone besides themselves?

So Shi Zhenqiu had to ask patiently: "What's wrong?"

Park Mingxiu's mouth was so stupid that she said for a long time, but Shi Zhenqiu didn't understand.

The call ended up leaving nothing.

Liu Jae-suk was already excited here. He listened to the songs of the girl group and jumped, as if his energy was not stopping.

I couldn't stand Liu Zaishi's noise, and Shi Zhenqiu planned to leave the distance. But when I was walking, my arms chilled.

He raised his head and found that water was seeping in from the ceiling of the house.

"Oh, it's leaking."

At this moment, the three of them were no longer in the mood to have fun. Yoo Jae-suk hurried over and called upstairs on his own initiative.

"Hey, the second floor has leaked to the bottom now, please be careful."

It seems that Zheng Junhe is being picked up by him on the other side, and he is trying hard to explain the situation.

"It's not something that wants to leak, it's it melts naturally and flows down."

However, neither of them knew the specific situation. The warning below was carefully used for water, and the warning above turned off the air conditioner below.

As they talked, it turned into a quarrel again.

"How can we turn off the air conditioner? We are all going to be terrible now, forty degrees in the Maldives."

Yoo Jae-suk finally nagged, hung up the phone again, not giving Jung Joon-ha a chance to refute.

However, the leak seemed not very serious, so the three of them didn't care and continued to play with their own.

But in a short while, the phone rang again.

Liu Zaishi seemed to be tired and didn't want to answer, so he had to walk over.

Opposite was Park Myung-soo's voice, and he was arrogant when he came up.

"Change the president."

Shi Zhenqiu had known how to deal with him.

"I am the president."
To be continued...
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