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After everyone heard the origin of the name Bu Xian Xian, and then looked at each other's clothes, they all looked suddenly enlightened——

The three resident guests are all wearing ancient costumes today, but the styles are slightly different.

Lang Zhuo was slightly chubby and had a lucky face, so he dressed up outside and walked leisurely while waving a folding fan, looking very noble. Yu Lin wore a black outfit and a bamboo hat, with a shallow scar on his eyebrow bone.

, with sharp brows like daggers, like a knight wielding a sword to travel the world; Nan Xian wore a snow-white gauze skirt, with orchids embroidered on the cuffs and skirt with silver dark thread, and the smoky-colored shawl fell gently like water, in the cold

It adds a bit of surprise and elegance.

Director Deng finished introducing the background of the recording location and then got to the main topic——

"The theme of this issue is 'The Secret of Longevity in Buxianxian Village'. Within three days, you can get clues about the general longevity of the villagers in Buxianxian Village through contact with the villagers. In response to the country's targeted poverty alleviation

, this issue has also added a new gameplay. We have invited three well-known domestic entrepreneur representatives to come to BuXianxian and form a team of two with you to complete the task together!"

When he said this, he suddenly paused and glanced very vaguely in Nan Xian's direction from the corner of his eye.

Nan Xian happened to catch the flash of meaning in his eyes. She blinked and a big question mark popped up in her head.

Immediately, when he saw the three small boats drifting slowly from the other side of the river, and the familiar figure standing on the first boat, the question mark turned into an exclamation mark.

Yes, when talking about famous Chinese entrepreneurs, how could we forget——

He Mingxiao.

He Mingxiao's dress today is very eye-catching. He has dark hair and white clothes, his eyes are slightly lowered, and he stands with his hands behind his hands. His soft hair on the temples is blown by the river wind, and just a ray of sunlight sweeps across, plating his whole body with a layer of gold.

Such dazzling light.

The wind blows, the shadows move, the waves on the river are shimmering, and the people on the boat look like immortals.

Nan Xian couldn't help but be slightly startled - she had never seen He Mingxiao like this, either in her previous life or in this life.

Unexpected but reasonable, this outfit suits him very well.

When she came back to her senses, her cheeks and ears felt hot. She quickly looked away and subconsciously glanced at the others with her peripheral vision.

Fortunately, everyone was looking at the guests on the boat and no one noticed me.

But soon, her little embarrassment disappeared -

She saw the people in the second boat.

Wei Zeling.

Just now, Nan Xian's attention was attracted by He Mingxiao, and she didn't even see her for a while.

Wei Zeling's style is really special. Even in ancient costumes, she is still passionate and shows off her charm wantonly.

Wearing a fiery red orchid dance skirt, the close-fitting tailoring outlines the waves on the chest more and more seductively. The fabric is dotted with gold and silver threads and sequins. There is a golden waist chain around the naked white waist, which is made of fine pieces.

Small gems are connected in series and sparkle in the sun.

She jumped ashore lightly, took off the thin red gauze covering her face, and smiled warmly at the three of them, as dazzling as the sun.

Nan Xian maintained a commercial fake smile and nodded to her without saying a word.

She and Wei Zeling had no friendship at all. If they didn't have one, it would be a bad friendship. She really didn't want to and there was no need to compromise with her.

Lang Zhuo responded cheerfully, and complimented Wei Zeling a few words, then turned his eyes to the back, and almost couldn't help laughing.

The last entrepreneur guest is Sheng Zhicheng, the third generation successor to the father of digital in China, who looks like a Michelin tire man.

He was helped out of the boat by his assistant. The moment his feet landed on the ground, he breathed a sigh of relief and subconsciously raised his hand to touch the tissue in his pocket.

His movements suddenly stopped, he raised his head and met Nan Xian's eyes.

Nan Xian raised the corners of her lips imperceptibly and narrowed her eyes in interest.

"Ah...it turns out to be a goblin."
Chapter completed!