"Director Lu, don't you care about Chen Mu and Chen Chichi?"

Tao Li, one of the field guides, looked at Chen Chichi and Chen Mu who were flying inside and outside the pavilion with a headache, and the drizzle that was falling in the sky had already soaked their clothes.

Lu Hao sipped this rare hot tea, looking at the rain scene of the surrounding West Lake, the misty mountains, and the unclimbable Junfeng.

"Isn't it a little vibrant, is it still called a young man?" Lu Hao's breath is indifferent, close to nature, if you change into a heroic and righteous clothes, you are a Taoist who sees through the red dust.

Tao Li was helpless, so he could only silently look at the laughter on the field, and his heart was gloomy, maybe he was too old to keep up with the times!

"It's time for you to work out, Chichi. ”

Listening to the footsteps that stopped behind him, Chen Mu was drenched by the rain, and turned around and said without blushing and panting.

Behind Chen Mu, Chen Chichi's forehead couldn't tell whether it was sweat or rain, he breathed in a big breath of air, looked at Chen Mu with slightly red eyes, held two trembling legs with both hands, and gritted his teeth and said: "Chen Mu, you actually recorded, it's too bad!"

"You've said this a hundred times!"

Chen Mu rolled his eyes, very helpless, and immediately said with great difficulty: "Also, you obviously ordered it yourself, why blame me, I didn't want to put it." ”

Chen Mu's expression was particularly innocent, innocent like an honest child.

"You ....."

Chen Chichi wanted to cry without tears, speechless.

However, this fault must be placed on Chen Mu.

Chen Mu glanced at Chen Chichi's embarrassed appearance and said, "Don't chase me, okay." ”

Chen Chichi looked at the distance between him and Chen Mu, lowered his head and waved his hand with a sigh, indicating that he was very tired and would no longer pursue Chen Mu!

Lu Hao also got up at this time and said, "Everyone is here, let's start recording too!"

Hearing this, Chen Mu and Chen Chichi glanced at each other, and immediately shook hands and made peace, sharing the same hatred.

Lu Hao turned a blind eye to this, showed an indifferent temperament, and said: "The location of your mission is the Hangzhou Lingyan Memorial Hall, which is not far from here. ”

Chen Mu raised his eyebrows, and asked very entangledly: "Director Lu, I have always wanted to ask you a question, why do you always let us come to a place where we don't want to do it?"

Chen Mu's gaze swept over the surrounding mountain pavilions, and the path was long, very tangled.

"Where are there so many questions, gather at eight o'clock and start recording. ”

Lu Hao's expression did not move, he avoided answering Chen Mu's question, and turned around and left with the staff of the program team in the resentful eyes of the members of the running men's group.

The deployment of equipment at the Hangzhou Lingyan Memorial Hall still needs time to check and confirm safety, and although it has been checked before, it is the final confirmation before recording.

Chen Mu didn't know the inside story, he held his chin, looked at Lu Hao's departing back suspiciously, and guessed in a low voice: "Why do I always feel that Director Lu is deliberately playing tricks on us?"

"I think so. Chen Chichi completely gave up the unpleasant things with Chen Mu, and he shared the same hatred with Chen Mu, and he also said indignantly.

Lu Hao and other directors left on a rainy day with their staff holding umbrellas, leaving photographers who followed the members of the running men's group to gather together and accompany Chen Mu and others.

The spring rain brings a breeze across the lake and sweeps over the mountains.

Qian Qian and Chen Xi were taken care of by Wang Jie, Chen Mu was also relieved, Wang Jie was kind and careful, and Chen Mu was not worried about Qian Qian and the two of them.

"This time the show is recorded, there should be no special identity!"

Deng Chao said with a smile, his eyes swept over everyone without a trace, and a light flashed in his eyes.

In the recording of the previous episodes, almost all of them had special identities, and Deng Chao was very miserable.

In this issue, the Deng Dynasty will never allow such a thing to happen.

Not only Deng Chao, but others also thought so.

As the distance from the Hangzhou Lingyan Memorial Hall became closer and closer, the eye contact and temptation between the people also became more, and the atmosphere gradually became weird.

"Chen Mu, I remember that you seem to have been a mole in the second issue!" Deng Chao turned to Chen Mu and asked with a smile and in very direct words.

As he spoke, Deng Chao looked at Chen Mu's eyes intently, as if he was looking for something.

After all, he found nothing, didn't find what he was looking for.

Chen Mu glanced at Deng Chao suspiciously, and then looked at the others around him who tacitly agreed to stay away from him, his eyes twitched, and he said angrily: "Brother Chao, this task hasn't started yet, you just framed me like this, it's not good!"

"And. ”

The curvature of the corners of Chen Mu's mouth slowly outlined, smiled at Deng Chao, and said with deep meaning: "The thief's shouting to catch the thief is not just written in books. ”

Li Chen and the others were far away from the Deng Dynasty again, their eyes were vigilant, and they didn't know who to believe.

Chen Mu has a criminal record, and Deng Chao also has a criminal record.

Neither man's credit can be trusted.

"I think what Chen Mu said makes sense, our task hasn't been figured out yet, there is no need to start hurting each other now, it's still too early to say whether there is a mole or not. ”

Wang Zulan walked out and said very seriously.

"Then let's go and see what the mission is. Everyone groaned and said in unison.

That being said, everyone became more vigilant.

No one of them dares to believe it now, only themselves.

"Brother Chao, you are either idle or have a problem. Looking at the atmosphere around him that was gradually becoming weird, Chen Mu said very angrily.

"Chen Mu, why do you always implicitly say that there is no mole. Deng Chao's expression was serious, fully expressing his suspicions about Chen Mu.

Chen Mu was angry and said, "Deng Chao, have we ever had a feud? Why do you doubt me so much." ”

"No, you're a little weird. ”

Deng Chao shook his head and said very seriously.

Chen Mu's face darkened slightly, and he no longer paid attention to Deng Chao, this thing was definitely deliberate.

........

Hangzhou Lingyan Memorial Hall.

In the long 5,000 years of China, there is a history book, which has been handed down since the beginning of China.

Its pages have long been corroded by time, with a deep yellow tinge, and the font on many of the paper has been blurred to the extreme, making it impossible for Huaxia's technology to determine the exact meaning of the font.

The only thing that makes the Chinese people happy is that the history books are not like other books in ancient times, which are broken into ashes with a slight touch or a gentle wind blow.

Its texture is very hard, and even after thousands of years, it still stands tall in the wind and rain.

In the history books, it is recorded that the style of the emperors throughout the ages, the heroic ambitions of peerless swordsmen, and the strokes of famous poets are recorded.

The depicted rivers and mountains are as picturesque as they are.

Hangzhou Lingyan Memorial Hall is famous for it.

The history books were originally sealed in the deepest part of the Lingyan Memorial Hall, and they were protected in the most advanced and safe way.

This history book is the oldest commemorative book in China, and now it is the only one.

And its rubbings are left in the lobby on the first floor of the Lingyan Memorial Hall, surrounded by bulletproof glass, so that passers-by can see.

Hangzhou Lingyan Memorial Hall, with three buildings, is white and flawless, shining golden in the sun.

Their inner decoration is magnificent, classical and elegant, and it is a sight to behold.

Under the rain, the members of the running men's group also walked slowly, looking at the statues of the ancients outside the memorial hall, and admired them.