Lian Zong: I work hard but let others get ahead of me

Chapter 58 There is no deer band-aid this time
Waterside villa.

Around 5pm.

Zong Zelu and Han Zhilan were the first to return to the villa. Looking at the empty lobby on the first floor, they realized that the other three groups had not returned yet.

"I'll go upstairs and change clothes first. Let's meet in the kitchen in ten minutes." Han Zhilan turned his head and glanced at Zong Zelu and said.

Seeing that Zong Zelu was still looking at his phone and didn't reply to her, Han Zhilan shook his head and went upstairs.

Today is like this all day long. Zong Zelu is very boring.

Chatting with him was very dry, and the two of them were in a state of respect for each other almost the whole day.

Han Zhilan always felt a little alienated from him because he already had the shadow of someone in his eyes.

As for Zong Zelu, there is simply nothing in his eyes, only the lens.

Han Zhilan, who was changing clothes, looked at the two plump, slender and round thighs hidden in the purple lace cover in the stereoscope, and the delicate and smooth skin had a milky color.

Han Zhilan, who used to be very concerned about her figure, looked a little absent-minded when she looked at herself in the mirror this time.

Preoccupied.

Although I was always annoyed by my previous dates with Xu Zhe'an, it was really fun.

A day always flies by so fast, but unlike today, it seems like a year.

I wonder what he and Tangtang are doing?
At this time, the first floor.

Zong Zelu was still looking at his phone, reading the message sent to him by the director.

The first piece of news was that the director said that he and Han Zhilan were chosen in today's cooking lottery.

After this message, about five minutes later, the director sent a second message.

"Zero, you have to interact more with the female guests, don't just focus on yourself."

Guo Fan couldn't stand the effect of his live broadcast anymore and couldn't help but send a text message.

Zong Zelu is not an amateur with a script like Xu Zhe'an, so the requirements for him should not be too high.

After all, where his fan traffic is, it can be said that as soon as he sits there and puts his face in front of the camera, the purpose of inviting him has actually been achieved.

But Guo Fan saw that Xu Zhe'an's program was getting better and better, so naturally he also had some expectations for several other live broadcast rooms.

Therefore, he couldn't help but send a message to Zong Zelu.

Zong Zelu looked at the news and thought about it.

He is a straight man and is really not good at chatting with girls, but the director has told him so, so he must give it a try.

So, he saw Han Zhilan walking down in a simple outfit, and decided to muster up courage.

Taking a deep breath, he walked over, looked at Han Zhilan and said, "Miss Han."

Han Zhilan replied casually while tying up her hair: "What's wrong?"

There was a look of death on Zong Zelu's face: "Miss Han, do you know what kind of rulers there are besides tape measures and rulers?"

When Han Zhilan heard his words, she suddenly felt something bad.

Sure enough, Zong Zelu continued: "Also - I love you very much!"

"."

Guo Fan was stunned when he saw this scene backstage.

Okay, brother, I was wrong, I was really wrong.

I shouldn’t be asking you for requests!

You might as well keep posing.

After hearing these words, Han Zhilan felt that the hair on his hair stood up.

Is this so embarrassing?
Obviously they are all earthy love words, but why are they not as interesting as what Xu Zhe'an said?

Han Zhilan blinked and said: "Zelu, your English is good, but we have to cook now, otherwise everyone will come back soon without food."

After saying that, she turned around and went into the kitchen, leaving Zong Zelu alone doubting life.

I just say I can’t do it, I have to say it.

Little pearls are about to drop.

On the other side, Xu Zhe'an and Tang Shiying stayed in the corner for a long time, and they were numb. Damn it, isn’t this the sun rain? Why doesn’t it stop?
If the rain doesn't stop, the cable car will definitely not be in operation for the time being.

After all, it only lasts for ten minutes at most when the sun rains. If you wait until the rain stops before starting, the safety will be more guaranteed.

The two of them were sitting in the corner with nothing to do and wanted to sing.

I can understand that you have rainy days~~
"Hopefully there will be a rainbow later."

Tang Shiying still lowered her head, not daring to raise her head at all.

Otherwise, you will be found blushing terribly.

The narrow space, the warm breath, the beating in the chest is not the heartbeat, but the ambiguity and charm.

"Yes, I hope there will be." Xu Zhe'an struggled to hold on to this small corner, feeling a little tired.

Damn, this one is too crowded.

Taking out his cell phone and looking at the time, Xu Zhe'an said helplessly: "It's already half past five. We probably won't be able to have dinner. I don't know which group is cooking today."

Dinner started at six o'clock, and it was probably six o'clock when they arrived at the foot of the mountain.

Moreover, Hongshan is outside the town, and it takes more than an hour to go back, so it is almost impossible to have dinner.

"Hey, I can't eat anymore. I wonder if Sister Shumei is cooking today. She cooks the most delicious food." When it came to eating, Tang Shiying felt like she had something to talk about and couldn't help but say.

As the two chatted, time passed little by little. The rain finally stopped and the cable car finally started to operate again.

Feeling the crowd dissipating, the two hurriedly packed their luggage and lined up to take the cable car down the mountain.

Because they were waiting in line to check in, the two of them didn't bother to check their phones, so they ignored someone's message.

It was a message sent by Han Zhilan to Xu Zhe'an and Tang Shiying:

"Are you guys back soon? The food is about to be cooked."

Unfortunately, this news seemed to have fallen to the bottom of the majestic Hongshan Mountain and was never heard from again.

Inside the Waterside Villa.

Han Zhilan, who was cooking the last dish in the kitchen, heard that another pair of partners had returned from the hall and quickly raised his ears to listen carefully.

"You are back too." Jiang Wanfeng said looking at Shu Mei who had returned.

Then he became curious: "Isn't Yu Taojun feeling unwell?"

"The show still needs to be recorded. He fixed it in the morning, and we went out again in the afternoon, although we still didn't do anything." Shu Mei said helplessly.

"Now the only team left is Xu Zhe'an and Tang Shiying." Bian Yanxian was already sitting on the dining table and looking at the dishes on the table.

"It's already six o'clock, aren't they back yet?" Yu Taojun was a little surprised.

"I don't know. Miss Han sent a message to the group that didn't come back twenty minutes ago, but only Xu Zhe'an's group seems to have not responded yet. I don't know what's going on."

Zong Zelu explained on the side, and then quickly looked at everyone expectantly: "Ahem, I am very particular about the amount of seasoning this time, and Miss Han's cooking skills are also very good. Let's try to see if it tastes good."

"Aren't you waiting for Xu Zhe'an and the others?" Bian Yan asked first.

"Stop waiting. I haven't received a reply for twenty minutes. Maybe I'm dealing with something, and the program team is watching over me. I can rest assured about my safety. Let's eat first." Yu Taojun was already hungry and said quickly. .

In the kitchen, Han Zhilan, who was listening to everyone's conversation, wiped his hands on his apron and took out his cell phone to read the text messages.

【unread】

What are they doing?

Han Zhilan, who was a little confused, began to cut vegetables absentmindedly.

A dazed one.

The kitchen knife went off, and I accidentally cut a small cut on my finger, which bled a little.

She quickly washed the wound with water and planned to go to the program crew for a band-aid later.

But Han Zhilan knew it very well.

this time,

No more deer-patterned Band-Aids.

(End of this chapter)