Rebirth: Inheriting Millions In The Eighties
Chapter 455 - 453 Recording Rural Variety Show 3_1

Chapter 455: Chapter 453 Recording Rural Variety Show 3_1

The assistant also whispered, "Don’t worry, Zheng, I’ve already tipped off the production team, and when it’s time to draw lots for room allocation, you’ll definitely get the best one."

Zheng Pianpian nodded in satisfaction, "Well done."

"Everyone has rested well, right? Then let’s continue with the recording!" the director came out again, "Up next is room allocation. Since the quality of the rooms varies, to be fair, the production team has decided to distribute the rooms by drawing lots."

No sooner had the director finished speaking than a staff member from the production team brought over a cardboard box for everyone to draw from.

Whatever number you drew, you would stay in the room with that number for the following period.

Zheng Pianpian was the first to speak up, "Everyone else can draw first, I’ll go last."

She neither pushed nor hustled, showing modesty and forbearance.

What a good persona she has established!

Xia Ningxing couldn’t help but glance at her.

This girl is no simple character!

But on second thought, how many people in this circle are simple?

As long as she doesn’t deliberately provoke her, Xia Ningxing won’t bother with her.

"Our country, Star Shine, respects the old and loves the young. Mr. Zhou should draw first," Xia Ningxing said, also marketing her own persona.

Wooo, who doesn’t play a little trick this day and age!

"Then I, this old man, won’t be polite," Mr. Zhou said with a smile, casually picking one.

After he had drawn, Song Ze said, "Ladies first, Xia and Shen Lin, you draw."

Xia Ningxing replied, "Sheng Lin, you’re younger. We agreed on respecting the old and loving the young, you go first."

"Okay," Sheng Lin nodded and went to draw.

Then it was Xia Ningxing’s turn.

As soon as her hand reached into the box, she could feel a lot in a concealed part of the box.

This spot was very hidden, one you wouldn’t find if you weren’t specifically informed about it.

Xia Ningxing lowered her eyes and immediately understood.

Probably, someone was hoping to take a shortcut and stay in a nice room, right?

Xia Ningxing glanced at the best room, number one, and then looked up at the overcast sky nearby, as if thinking of something, and hooked the corners of her lips slightly. She ignored the slip of paper on top and casually picked another.

After everyone had finished drawing, the production team immediately asked.

"What numbers did everyone draw?" the production team asked.

Xia Ningxing: "Room number two."

Sheng Lin: "I’m number three."

Song Ze: "I have number four."

Ji Haichuan: "Number five for me."

Mr. Zhou: "Number six."

Zheng Pianpian: "I drew number one."

"Room number one seems to be the best room. I’m quite lucky. But Mr. Zhou, such a nice room should be yours instead, you’re an elder and a good living environment is better for your health."

"Thank you, Miss Zheng, but no need," Elder Zhou waved his hand.

Zheng Pianpian knew for certain he wouldn’t take it, which is why she had made a point of asking just now.

She could also earn some favor in front of him, killing two birds with one stone.

Zheng Pianpian couldn’t help but smile secretly to herself, then pretended to be resigned as she responded, "Well, if Mr. Zhou doesn’t want it, then I won’t insist."

[Wow! My Pianpian has such a kind heart, offering the best room to Elder Zhou even though she drew it!]

[Am I the only one who thinks Elder Zhou doesn’t know a good deal when he sees it? Pianpian offered him the best room and he wouldn’t take it!]

[I feel the same way.]

[Pianpian is so lucky, drawing the best room. Awesome!]

[Envious of that kind of luck!]

However, Xia Ningxing, who saw through everything, couldn’t help but tilt her head at a forty-five-degree angle and quietly sigh at how deep this girl’s schemes ran.

It was her own idea to have the production team arrange a nice room for her, yet now she was deliberately showing it off to Mr. Zhou to curry favor.

Tsk, tsk!

The director’s team spoke up again: "Everyone can now go back to your rooms to rest for a while!"

As soon as the words were spoken, Xia Ningxing and the others all headed to their respective quarters.

Xia Ningxing’s room was a bit messy and somewhat dilapidated.

But there was not a hint of disdain on her face, instead, she briskly took the broom and dustpan provided by the production team and started cleaning up.

After tidying up, she took out the bedsheets and small blanket and began making the bed and folding the quilts.

Next, the production team began stirring things up again.

The director said, "After everyone has finished tidying up, please start preparing dinner on your own!"

"Considering it’s already late today, the production team has prepared food and wood for tonight, but don’t expect this luxury in the future; you’ll have to fend for yourselves!"

"Alright, now everyone start dividing up the work for dinner!" the director shouted.

Xia Ningxing and the others exchanged glances.

Zheng Pianpian was the first to raise her hand: "I can cook. I’ll stir-fry a few dishes for everyone later."

To shine on the show, her agent had forced her to learn cooking for a month, so now was her chance to really show off!

Sheng Lin: "I’ll wash the rice and steam it."

Xia Ningxing: "I’m strong, I can handle chopping wood."

"Xia, chopping wood is such tiring work. Let the men do it. Come and help me cook in the kitchen!" Zheng Pianpian said with feigned concern, displaying her kindness.

"No need," Xia Ningxing refused without a second thought.

Inwardly: I’d rather chop wood than stay with a scheming person like you!

Seeing this, Zheng Pianpian couldn’t be bothered to persuade her any further. Since she insisted on showing off, then let her show off.

She didn’t believe that a delicate young lady from a wealthy family like her could actually chop wood.

Ji Haichuan: "I’ll help Xia with the wood chopping."

Elder Zhou: "The old-fashioned stove is difficult to manage. I’ll take care of the fire."

Song Ze: "You guys have taken all the work, what am I supposed to do?"

Sheng Lin reminded him: "Song, you can do the dishes."

"Right! The dishes!" Song Ze nodded: "I’ll wash the dishes and clean up the table too."

After the division of labor was clear, everyone got to their tasks.

Xia Ningxing and Ji Haichuan went to where the firewood was stacked.

The firewood was piled up in the yard, each piece with a diameter of about seven or eight centimeters, and there was a special axe for chopping next to them.

Ji Haichuan said: "Xia, you hold the wood, and I’ll do the chopping."

"That won’t be necessary," Xia Ningxing shook her head.

Ji Haichuan: "?"

The next second, he saw Xia Ningxing put on gloves and with a "bang," split the sturdy piece of firewood in half with her bare hands.

After splitting it, she pondered: "This seems too thick, not convenient for burning. Let’s split it some more!"

Saying this, with another "bang," she split the wood again, into quarters.

Ji Haichuan stared in disbelief.

The cameraman almost dropped his camera.

What kind of monster is this?

She was chopping wood, but she made it look so easy, as if she was cutting tofu instead of wood!

Coming back to his senses, Ji Haichuan exclaimed in alarm, "Xia, how’s your hand?"

His face was filled with anxiety as he intently watched her gloved hand, his dense eyebrows furrowed so tightly that they seemed about to trap flies.