Leaving Fang Siyi, Yingbao dragged her suitcase into the building alone.

After asking the front desk about the specific matters, Ying Bao got on the elevator according to the information provided by the front desk just now.

Soon, I came to the registration office for the participants on the seventh floor.

"Zhao Wuying?" one of the staff members at the registration office glanced at Ying Bao, then compared the profile, and asked.

"Yes...... Yes. "Because she is a newcomer and a person, Yingbao is inevitably a little nervous.

"Hehe, don't be nervous, take this. The staff handed Yingbao a number plate.

Ying Bao glanced at it, and it was marked with No. 49.

"This is your number plate, and it is also your pass in the crew, keep it safe, if you lose it, it will be very troublesome to reissue it. The staff introduced.

"yes, okay, I got it. Ying Bao nodded heavily, indicating that he attached great importance to it.

"Hehe, don't be nervous, this is the key card of your room, your room is on the third floor No. 3017, you go there first to put down the salute, 10 o'clock to the eighth floor for a meeting, 12 o'clock to open the canteen on the first floor of the basement, 14 o'clock in the afternoon to the top floor of the tenth floor for training, and then at 18 o'clock in the evening the canteen opens, 19 o'clock to start the second round of training, until 22 o'clock in the evening, and then tomorrow morning from 7 o'clock to eight o'clock is the time for the canteen to eat, tomorrow morning training time is 9 o'clock, the following days, all like this, until the 5th, do you have anything to ask？”

After thinking about it, Ying Bao shook her head. ”

"Okay, you can just ask your teacher when the time comes. ”

"Thank you. Ying Bao bowed politely.

"Hehe, you're welcome. After replying, he didn't look at Ying Bao again.

Exhaling lightly, Ying Bao dragged the gift box away.

Seeing Ying Bao leaving, another staff member asked curiously: "Xiao Zhang, you can't be so interested in others, right? ”

"What nonsense?" The little Zhang glanced at the direction Ying Bao left, and saw that Ying Bao was waiting for the elevator, which was a little far away from here, so he glanced at his companion angrily, and whispered: "What do you know? This is explained from above!"

"Above?" The companion was stunned for a moment, took Yingbao's resume again, and asked strangely: "It's nothing, my parents are farmers, my father was a police officer at the police station, and my mother was a salesperson in a department store.

"Then how do I know?" Xiao Zhang said angrily: "If it weren't for the special explanation from above, do you think I would have that idleness?"

"You've always said above, above, which one?"

"Which one else could it be?" Xiao Zhang made a gesture of pointing to the sky, looking unfathomable, and almost didn't make his colleague angry.

It's just that the two people who are talking and laughing in a low voice, who can know that Yingbao, who is standing at the elevator door, actually has a slight pause.

That's right, she heard it.

In fact, you can't blame Yingbao for hearing too well, the place to sign up is the door of a guest room just out of the elevator door, and the straight-line distance from the elevator door is no more than ten meters, although the two of them deliberately whispered, but the entire corridor is quiet, and the slightest sound will be amplified, not to mention that the two are still laughing later?

But after stepping into the elevator, Ying Bao's face changed suddenly.

It gets weird.

Someone?

I am a farmer, and none of my grandparents and grandchildren have ever been an official, so why is there such a person?

Could it be a wealthy relative?

But......

No, if it's the kind of relative who doesn't come and go all year round, as the eldest sister, I should know it.

Who could it be?

Because it's too unbelievable, Yingbao can't guess it herself.

After all, in her mind, a person who can have such a great influence shouldn't be someone she knows, right?

Could it be Fang Siyi?

Inexplicably, such an idea popped up in Yingbao's mind.

But soon, it was denied by Yingbao.

She admitted that Fang Siyi's current identity is very powerful, but he is just a writer, even if he is a best-selling author, but at most he is a literati, right?

But look at who is here?

Yahu headquarters, where can a literati have access to this?

As for the mentors......

Hehe, two well-known first-line directors and a nationally famous producer, will they know a little literati?

No matter how famous Fang Siyi is, he is just a little writer.

He is not a great writer like Mr. Jin, how can he have that influence?

And to be honest, as long as Fang Siyi comes to mind in my mind, the most impressive thing is the usual home dress of the two.

With Fang Siyi's character of how comfortable and how to wear it, and never pursuing famous brands or anything like that, it is difficult for Ying Bao to imagine that this is a literati with such influence.

So......

Scratching his head, Ying Bao directly gave up his guess.

Fortunately, he is the kind of character that is naturally straight from the boat to the bridge, so he quickly packed up his mood and prepared to face the upcoming battle.

Her new roommate.

After searching for a while, I found my room at the very edge.

There was a knock on the door, and a shout rang out from inside: "Is it a contestant?"

"Yes. Ying Bao replied loudly.

There was a sound of slippers rubbing against the floor, and the door was opened.

What caught the eye was a melon-faced girl wearing a light pink shirt.

"Hello, I'm Zhao Wuying from No. 49. Shaking the number plate in his hand, Ying Bao introduced himself with a smile.

"Hello, I'm Sun Mei from No. 50, ah, please come in. The girl opened the door and said with a smile, "Are you my new roommate? Seeing Ying Bao dragging her salute, Sun Mei smiled enthusiastically.

"Hello, thank you. With a polite word, with the help of Sun Mei, Ying Bao dragged the salute into the room.

"Drink, what are you in here, why are you so heavy?" asked Sun Mei curiously.

"It's all souvenirs. Ying Bao smiled shyly, took the initiative to carry the salute to a bed, smiled while opening the suitcase, and said casually: "This is my ...... My family asked me to bring them, do you want to eat them? ”

When I opened it, what made Sun Mei feel funny was that there were some canned bottles and cans, and most of them were pickles.

"Ha, no, no, you just came today, I came yesterday, our food here is good, you don't need this. ”

"Oh, hehe, it's okay, it's all pickles anyway, and it's nothing. Ying Bao smiled, but was not surprised by Sun Mei's refusal.

Actually, she didn't think about bringing it herself.

However, Fang Siyi said that after all, they are roommates who have to get along for three days, after all, there is an old Chinese saying.

It is called "the hand that takes people is short, and the mouth that eats people is short".

Since it wasn't used, she didn't have to worry about it.

After all, this is a pickle made by Fang Siyi himself, hehe, all of them are saved!

PS: Ask for tickets, ask for collections