Maybe this episode broke the tacit understanding, or maybe the two of them had already run out of luck. In the subsequent games, they were targeted everywhere and didn't score many points in the end.

Chi Yixiao's group had the highest points and happily took the cable car.

The remaining four people could only climb to the top of the mountain resignedly.

We had been walking all morning and didn't take a break at noon. At this time, everyone had no energy and the whole team was lifeless.

Sang Luoluo suddenly roared: "Folk songs are like spring rivers that rush to the sea and never return."

Bai Ning was picking up a piece of grass on the edge of the cliff. When she heard the sound, she was so frightened that she pulled the grass off. She couldn't laugh or cry for a moment: "Luoluo, what aroused you?"

Fu Cheng walked at the end, raised his head and said: "Xiao Hei, you are a beautiful girl, don't follow the path of being a fool."

"No." Sang Luoluo stared at him, "What the hell is Xiao Hei?"

"Short for little black fans." Fu Cheng said seriously.

Sang Luoluo: "...Classmate Fugui, your naming skills are really embarrassing for your face."

None of the accompanying staff could hold back their laughter, and the barrage was even more joyful.

【I felt down to earth in an instant.】

[Is your name worthy of your face?]

【Welcome to enjoy the love story of Xiaohei and Fugui.】

[This wave, this wave is called "Flirting".]

【Named Ghost Talent.】

[Really, Xiao Hei and Fu Gui also have a sense of CP. 】

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Bai Ning and Jiang Yuchen silently stepped aside and watched their bickering.

Because of this episode, the atmosphere in the whole team quickly became lively. After the two of them finished their bickering, Jiang Yuchen said: "Luoluo, your singing is actually very good. Have you ever thought about singing seriously?"

"There will be great restrictions on my singing, right?" Sang Luoluo said.

The original owner looks sweet and has a sweet voice. In terms of hardware conditions, singing and acting are quite restrictive.

"It's not bad to specialize in one route." Bai Ning followed, "Let's do it as a side job."

Jiang Yuchen nodded: "You are very good at singing. Have you ever learned it?"

"I learned a little bit when I was young." Sang Luoluo knew that he meant well and was grateful, but she knew that the company would not give her a chance.

"No wonder." Jiang Yuchen seemed to be very interested and kept insisting on this topic, "Can you sing a song seriously?"

Sang Luoluo did not refuse and sang a song seriously.

She has indeed been learning it since she was a child, and her voice is very contagious. As she sang, Jiang Yuchen and the others joined in, turning it into a chorus, and attracted many nearby tourists to follow.

Because of the need to record a program, the scenic area has limited traffic. There are not many real tourists on this road, but they are all harmonious.

After his attention was distracted, he felt less tired from climbing the mountain. When he was almost at the top of the mountain, Sang Luoluo took everyone together and took a group photo.

Finally reaching the top, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and was attracted by the majestic beauty of nature. Even fatigue was temporarily forgotten.

Looking down from the top of the mountain, it's really so beautiful that it's surrounded by clouds, mountains and mist.

Sang Luoluo watched for a few seconds and then silently retreated to the wide flat ground. He happened to see Du Lin coming from the other way, holding his heart and gasping for air.

"Brother Lin, what's wrong with you?" Sang Luoluo asked strangely.

They took the cable car up the mountain and should have arrived early. Why did they look more tired than them?

"Don't mention it." Du Lin sat down on the stone next to him and complained, "I just said how could the program team be so kind and let us take the cable car up directly. Sure enough, there is still a mission."

"What is the mission?" Sang Luoluo was tired after climbing the mountain all day. He had a headache when he heard the mission.

"Looking for photos with foreigners." Du Lin said with a broken face, "We were exhausted from running up and down, but we didn't see many foreigners."

Sang Luoluo's expression was a little strange: "How many are you looking for?"

"Director Gu said whichever group finds the most will choose the room first." Du Lin sighed again.

"What should we do after we find someone? Do we want to pull him over?" Bai Ning and the others also noticed the movement here and came over to ask.

Du Lin shook his head: "Just take pictures."

"How many have you found?" Sang Luoluo blinked and asked.

Du Lin said: "Four."

Sang Luoluo, Bai Ning and the others looked at each other, took out their mobile phones from their pockets, and found the last group photo. There were six foreigners in total.

Du Lin: "…………"

"Director Gu, can't these be counted?" Sang Luoluo showed the photos to Gu Xinghai.

Gu Xinghai thought for a while and said: "It can be calculated, but it can only be calculated for one group."

Sang Luoluo argued with him for a few words, but couldn't argue. Just when he was about to discuss it with Fu Cheng, Bai Ning spoke first: "You two choose first."

"This is inappropriate." Sang Luoluo said hurriedly.

He and Fu Cheng are younger, and this photo was taken by everyone together. It is best to leave it to Bai Ning and the others, lest anyone say that they are ignorant and disrespectful to their seniors.

"You originally suggested taking the photos, you attracted the people, and you even let us have lunch at noon..." Jiang Yuchen said, "No matter how much we rely on our old age to show off, we can't go too far, right?"

When he said this, Sang Luoluo felt embarrassed to say anything more.

Chi Yixiao happened to come over. I heard that they met many foreigners while climbing the mountain, and I suddenly felt regretful: "We haven't walked less than you. It seems that we don't need to be so serious about playing games next time."

Everyone laughed, and Gu Xinghai gave him the choice of accommodation for the night: top-level suite, ordinary room, and pitching his own tent.

Of course Sang Luoluo and the others chose the top suite, while Chi Yixiao chose the ordinary room.

"Can I invite others to live with me?" Sang Luoluo asked.

Gu Xinghai shook his head.

Fu Cheng said: "The two girls will stay in the room, and we two men will stay in the tent, okay?"

Gu Xinghai still said no.

"It doesn't matter. You can stay in hotels anytime, but tents are not common. This place is so beautiful, and it's nice to live in a down-to-earth way. Don't waste time with them." Bai Ning leaned against the tree next to her, "We can eat now.

Is there anything left to do for dinner?"

Everyone was really tired, and they all struggled in front of the camera, and the program crew didn't make things difficult for them anymore.

The dinner was very sumptuous and included famous local delicacies.

All the guests forgot about losing weight and getting in shape for a moment, and just started eating without saying anything.

After having enough wine and food, Jiang Yuchen leaned back in his chair and said, "I'm finally alive again."

"People are like rice and steel. Now I understand the meaning of this sentence." Du Lin also patted his belly and sighed with satisfaction.

A few people regained their energy and started chatting, talking about the hardships they endured in the past in order to film and record shows. In summary, they were not as tired as this time, so they accused the program team of being inhumane and too hard.

"Traveling is already very tiring, but don't worry, tomorrow will be very relaxing." Gu Xinghai smiled good-naturedly to appease the guests.

There is no job that is not hard work, and every guest knows it in their heart. They are just complaining, and do not think that the program team will be kind. After all, the audience is also duplicitous. They say they feel sorry for the artists, but at the same time they want to see them being embarrassed.

"Where is the tent?" Jiang Yuchen said, "It's a waste of time to talk nonsense with them, why don't we go and set up the tent first."

The other guests also followed to see if they could help.

The program crew is quite conscientious, and the tents prepared are very spacious and of good quality.

Several male guests took on the task of setting up the tent. The female guests had nothing to do, so Sang Luoluo invited Bai Ning to take a shower in the room.

Bai Ning was not polite either.

This hotel is the only hotel on the top of the mountain, and the top-level suites are not necessarily very luxurious. Fortunately, it has its own unique style. Almost all the materials are sourced from Qingyao Mountain, giving it a feeling of being one with nature.

"It feels pretty good." Bai Ning touched the hanging decorations made of leaves on the wall, "It's more interesting to live in than those cookie-cutter hotels."

Sang Luoluo invited her to live with him, but she refused again: "My tent is pretty good, I even smile and envy it."

"I'm so stupid for laughing." Sang Luoluo said with a smile, "I went up the mountain first, and ended up choosing a room with the least characteristics."

"At least it's less mountain climbing than us." Bai Ning sighed.

"You should take a bath first. It will make you feel better." Sang Luoluo saw that she was really tired and brought a bunch of things to her.

However, Bai Ning didn't have the nerve to soak for a long time, so she simply washed up and came out. She saw Sang Luoluo standing in front of the camera, seemingly chatting with netizens.

"Did you record the travel program as a live broadcast?" Bai Ning joked after taking a bath to regain some energy.

Sang Luoluo turned around and smiled: "Nothing, just chatting... Are your feet worn out?"

Bai Ning can be considered a pampered person. No matter how hard she works during filming, she won't walk so much and her feet will be worn out. Fortunately, it is common for female stars to have their feet worn out, so she can hold it back and doesn't show it.

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But Sang Luoluo had sharp eyes and saw it at a glance.

"It's okay." Bai Ning shrank slightly, feeling a little uncomfortable.
To be continued...