Chen Tianming: Comrades, are you ready? A new episode is about to set sail @ all members.
Just Want to Be a Salted Fish: Where are we going? I want to find a very good, very beautiful place for a vacation.
Cui Mantong: +1
Chen Huan: +1
Chen Tianming saw these messages and rolled his eyes furiously, "What are you all thinking? Don't you know the budget is tight? I wish I could make every dollar stretch, and you still have the nerve to squeeze me."
Fang Miaomiao laughed heartily and continued to send messages, "Director, then tell us where we're going for the next episode. We need to prepare in advance, right?"
Chen Tianming haughtily typed two words.
Desert.
Just Want to Be a Salted Fish: ??? Director, did you type that by mistake?
Chen Tianming: Do you think that's possible?
Seeing these words, Fang Miaomiao felt that her freshly eaten breakfast was no longer appealing.
"What's wrong?"
Fang Miaomiao recounted what Chen Tianming had just said.
"Desert?"
Fang Miaomiao spread her hands, "I don't know if he's telling the truth."
"However, just in case, I should check the temperature in the desert area for the next couple of days and what needs to be brought, so I won't be caught off guard later."
Fang Miaomiao, who acted on her impulses, immediately went back to her bedroom to get her laptop to search for information.
Wen Zhiyan pondered for a moment and opened Chen Tianming's WeChat.
Half an hour later.
"We're Traveling Together" official Weibo posted a message.
@We're Traveling Together v: The new season of "We're Traveling Together" is about to begin. Do you know where we're going next? @Zhou Jiaxin and her daughter Wu Yueyuan, @Cui Mantong and her son Cui Yongsi, Fang Miaomiao and her son Wen Yan'an, @Chen Huan and her daughter Ye Nan, you must be ready to go. Let's embark on a new journey together!
@Everyday is Boring: OMG, am I seeing this right? The third season is coming? Wuwuwu, this is not a dream, this is real. I've finally waited. Mom, I'm so touched. I've decided not to diet at noon today, I'm going to eat more.
@Love An'an Baby the Most: Is my An'an coming back? OMG, spread the word! I haven't seen my An'an baby for so long. Without An'an, I can only get by with edited videos every day. This feeling is too hard to bear.
@Ya Ya Ya: Speaking of which, the official website doesn't seem to have announced the location for the next episode for the cute babies. I'm dreaming, thinking if the cute babies will come to my city.
@We're Traveling Together: The filming location, you will definitely like it. Everyone, please wait and see.
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Cui Mantong: Did you see the official website? What is Director Chen doing? @Chen Tianming, is the director here? Come out and explain?
Chen Huan: Didn't he say it was the desert?
Zhou Jiaxin: It doesn't seem like it. Why is Director Tianming being so secretive?
Chen Tianming: Senior Zhou is indeed smart.
After saying this, Chen Tianming put down his phone completely and closed his eyes to rest, feeling proud. His status was different now; he had backing.
"Mom, weren't you going to check the desert information?"
"Don't mention it." Fang Miaomiao put her phone on the coffee table and lay on the sofa, "It feels like Uncle Tianming changed his mind. Now, no one knows our next destination except the director."
"Perhaps, you can think more positively."
Fang Miaomiao suddenly looked up at Wen Zhiyan, "Do you know something?"
Wen Zhiyan rested one hand on the armrest of his wheelchair, met Fang Miaomiao's gaze, and a slight smile curved his lips, "Miaomiao, you guess?"
"I, I won't guess." Fang Miaomiao subtly averted her gaze.
Those eyes filled with affection, coupled with a face that even she envied, and the subtly visible collarbone beneath his shirt...
When he looked at her, she felt truly pathetic. Save her, she couldn't handle it.
"Don't worry, Director Tianming and I have some connection."
The meaningful words made Fang Miaomiao forget her shyness, her eyes lighting up, "Wen Zhiyan, do you mean?"
"Thank you." Fang Miaomiao was not one to stand on ceremony, "I owe you one for this."
Honestly, after that last deserted island survival, they ate seafood for almost a week, and she was truly sick of it.
She couldn't imagine eating the same type of food for days on end during the next recording.
"Owe me?"
"Yes." Fang Miaomiao nodded, smiling sweetly, "I'll repay you in the future."
She used to think that liking someone meant unconditionally accepting their help, but later she felt it wasn't right. Always accepting help, wasn't that like a dodder flower?
She was lazy, but not a dodder flower. In many situations, she needed Wen Zhiyan's help, but that didn't mean she could accept it with a clear conscience. All relationships require give and take to be sustained; one-sided effort is not a good thing.
This was why she told Wen Zhiyan that she would repay him later.
"For example?"
"For example?" Wen Zhiyan's gaze shifted slightly, settling on the lips that had been chattering about owing a favor and wanting to repay it, his eyes darkening. "Change your name?"
"What?"
"Change your name. Wen Zhiyan is not nice."
"But..." Fang Miaomiao tentatively voiced her thoughts, "Wouldn't Zhiyan or Yan Yan sound a bit awkward?"
"Cough, cough." Wen Yan'an, who could no longer stand it, got up decisively, leaving behind a "You guys chat slowly" before running back to the bedroom.
This made Fang Miaomiao's face instantly flush red.
She had been so engrossed in flirting with the handsome guy that she had forgotten about An'an.
"Cough, cough, that, this..."
Fang Miaomiao got up, wanting to leave, but was grabbed by Wen Zhiyan.
"Let's, talk."
Fang Miaomiao felt the warmth from her wrist, her heart immediately panicked, beating rapidly, she couldn't even speak clearly.
"Talk, talk about what."
Just as Wen Zhiyan was about to speak, his phone rang.
"You, your phone."
Fang Miaomiao, feeling guilty like a thief, broke free, "You answer the phone. We'll talk about other things later. The phone is important."
Wen Zhiyan picked up his phone only after Fang Miaomiao entered the bedroom.
"Xin Xuanlai, you better have something important."
Xin Xuanlai, who was driving, shivered. Boss's words made him feel like he had ruined something good.
"Xin Xuanlai."
Xin Xuanlai immediately snapped back to attention, speaking excitedly and admiringly, "Chairman, something has indeed happened in Xinghui City."
"Speak." Wen Zhiyan finally calmed down.
"That piece of land has an eighty percent chance of being used as transportation land."
Wen Zhiyan's eyes deepened, "Come and pick me up."
"I'm already on my way."
After hanging up, he looked at the closed bedroom door. Miaomiao, are you really an angel sent from heaven to help me?