Bai Yuanshuang, as the head chef, and the rest of the guests helped to help, and after an hour of busy work, a table of home-cooked food was finally made.

Ang, who finally had a bite of hot rice in his mouth, burst into tears: "It's too difficult." ”

Tian Zixuan swept the ground for a day, his stomach was already singing empty city plans, and after gobbling up and eating half full: "Tomorrow I must go buy a box of instant noodles and stock up." ”

"No/no." Lu Xi and Song Xingci spoke in unison.

Seeing that Song Xingci didn't explain, Lu Xi continued, "The same routine director team won't come a second time, and besides, you can eat out or pack it back in the future." ”

The director team will never let the guests really eat instant noodles every meal, unless the director team wants to be scolded to death by the fans.

After all, how popular "Sweet Hut" is now, the number of fans on Weibo of the guests has risen as fast as possible, and Luxi is the most, which has directly broken through the million mark in just one day.

"Will there be a new routine tomorrow?" Lezi had palpitations, and the action of eating in his hands stopped, the director team was too pitiful, thinking of this, the food in his mouth was not fragrant.

"Why are we obviously participating in a love show, but we live like surviving in the wilderness." Tian Zixuan said a word to break everyone's sadness.

"Maybe the director is too dog!" Deer Creek sighed.

After dinner, the director team finally did not act as a demon, but did what Lian Zong really should do.

"Meeting is fate, after a day of getting along, everyone must have a lot of whispers to say to him/her who is destined to have it, now pick up the pen in your hands and write down his/her heartfelt words."

Each guest was given a pink envelope in their hands.

"Your written letters can be dropped into the mailbox in front of his/her door, and the mutual votes will form a pair for tomorrow's date. If one person receives more than one letter, you can make a counter-election and choose the person you like the most. ”

Hou Guotai took the loudspeaker and made a gesture of encouragement.

The guests, who knew how pitted the chief director was, shook the goosebumps on their bodies.

"I'm so sleepy, why do you do such a boring thing, I just want to sleep now." Le Ziang yawned.

Compared with his boredom, Tian Zixuan's whole face was tangled: "Can you only write one?" I really want to write one to each of my brothers and sisters. ”

In the world of Yan Gou, how can you only make a choice, instead of both.

Huo Dongling's eyes gurgled, and he didn't look at the three male guests, and ran upstairs with a bang.

Bai Yuanshuang's face was red, and her eyebrows and eyes were full of shyness, and she followed.

Luxi is also gone, scratching his ears and cheeks in distress as he goes, what the hell is him/her favorite?

She clearly likes money.

It's a pity that money doesn't look down on her.

After yawning, and after struggling for a long time, he didn't have a reason for the fun, and when he looked up, why were there only the two of them left in the hall?

Oh! There is also a back of Song Xingci.

Hou Guotai was in the chief director's room, looking at the live broadcast rooms excitedly, holding a thermos cup soaked in wolfberries, taking a sip of water, and laughing: "Old Ma, which of them do you say will choose whom?" Will there be a fight? ”

The assistant director looked at him sympathetically and shook his head: "I don't think it will be as you think anyway." ”

"It's different, before they could join forces with the outside world, but now it's their internal Shura field." Hou Guotai put down the thermos cup, with a posture of wanting to break and tear, "You see that Le Ziang will definitely choose Luxi, Song Xingci is the opponent of him, maybe he will also choose Luxi, when the time comes, their fans will definitely do it, and this heat will come." ”

"What about the others?" The assistant director asked the old god.

"It's hard for others to say." Hou Guotai pondered, "Tian Zixuan likes everyone fairly, I doubt he will divide that letter into five." As for the three female guests, it's hard to guess. ”

Speaking of this, Hou Guotai's frowning brows suddenly loosened, and he was elated: "Look, we can't guess it, and the fans in the live broadcast room definitely can't guess it, just if they can't guess, that's interesting." ”

"Huh!" The assistant director smiled, "Maybe." ”

Hou Guotai saw that he didn't believe his words, and slapped the table: "Otherwise, we will bet." ”

"Old Hou, there is no need to bet." The assistant director patted him on the shoulder, anyway, he is also an old man for so many years, he should prepare a quick-acting heart-saving pill first.

The assistant director is an understanding person, none of the guests in this group are playing cards according to common sense, all of them are time bombs, Lao Hou wants to see the Shura field, but there is no play.

Half an hour is up.

The guests went out one after another, and then the four of them bumped into each other in front of the same room.

Hou Guotai of the chief director's office blinked, rubbed his hand vigorously, and then fixed his eyes and saw that it was still four.

When did one more of the three male guests come out?

The smile on Hou Guotai's face disappeared.

As we all know, smiles don't go away, they just shift.

The assistant director smiled.

Look!

Let's just say that something is going to go wrong.

In front of the door of Luxi House, the three male guests and Huo Dongling, who unexpectedly appeared here, collided together.

Le Ziang looked at the other three: "Song Xingci, what do you mean, the master is the first one I met." ”

Song Xing crossed his chest and leaned against the door: "I just come according to the rules of the program team, if you are not happy, go to the director." ”

Le Ziang was indignant: "The master will never choose you, you are humiliating yourself when you come here." ”

"So she's going to pick a bad luck?" Song Xingci mocked.

Le Ziang was stabbed in the heart, but he got used to poking and poking, and replied: "That's better than a paralyzed face." ”

The corners of Song Xingci's lips hooked slightly, and he sneered: "Heh! ”

Le Zi was so angry that he squeezed him away, wanting to be the first to throw his letter into the mailbox.

However, the sandpiper and the clam compete, and the fisherman wins.

Huo Dongling's hand was loosened, and the letter quickly fell into the mailbox.

A question mark popped up in Le Ziang's head: "Huo Dongling, what are you here to mix?" ”

"Who said I couldn't come." Huo Dongling was confident, "Which of the rules of the program group says that you can't vote for the same sex, I just like Luxi, do you want to discriminate?" ”

Le Ziang was dumbfounded, and he was aggrieved and became the second one.

Song Xingci didn't bother to argue with him at this point, and left directly after submitting the letter.

Tian Zixuan was last in line, but his envelope was much smaller than the other three.

It's really divided into five parts in equal proportions.

Tian Zixuan hurried to drop a letter, leaving only Le Ziang and Huo Dongling staring wide-eyed.

The door opened suddenly, and Lu Xi looked at the two door gods at his door and chuckled: "Are you two planning to guard the door for me?" ”

Huo Dongling took advantage of her gender, took the lead in rushing up, grabbed her hand, saw the envelope she was holding in her other hand, and asked, "Luxi, who are you going to give this envelope to?" ”