Chapter 1778： Her room is worse than a doghouse

Chapter 1778 Her room is worse than a doghouse

Other people’s rooms have cement floors.

Qiao Mianmian is naturally very satisfied with this room.

What surprised her the most was that she actually saw a bathroom in her room.

Although it is a very small bathroom, it is still an independent bathroom.

This is very rare in a village with such conditions.

Compared to Qiao Mianmian's surprise, Song Ke and Xiao Xiao's room was very ordinary.

Their rooms are not even as good as Zhanbo's.

There is only a bed, a cabinet, and nothing else extra in the room.

Song Ke lost his temper in his room: "What kind of broken house is this? Is this a place for people to live?"

Song Ke’s financial sponsor bought her a villa and a luxury car, and arranged for many servants to take care of her. Song Ke had never suffered much before entering the entertainment industry.

In her eyes, her room was worse than a doghouse.

You want her to live here for the next month?

Song Ke feels unbearable just thinking about it.

She threw her luggage away and ran out of the room angrily.

In order to facilitate communication with the guests, Zhao Yuan lived in a room next door to the courtyard.

When Song Ke found him, Zhao Yuan was feeding the chickens in the yard with a handful of rice in his hand.

Song Ke looked at the chickens eating happily with disgust in her eyes. She walked around the chickens, walked up to Zhao Yuan, and asked directly: "Brother Zhao, can my room be changed?" For a moment?”

Zhao Yuan, who was feeding the chickens, raised his head and was stunned for a moment when he saw her: "Do you want to change rooms?"

“Yeah.” Song Ke nodded.

"Why?"

"I think that room is a bit sinister, I'm afraid." Song Ke was not stupid enough to tell the real reason directly.

If she said that she didn’t want to live in the house because it was too shabby, wouldn’t she have offended the people on the show?

"It's cloudy?" Zhao Yuan raised his head and looked at the blue sky and white clouds above his head, as well as the scorching sun. "No, the weather is quite good today. And the rooms you live in are well lit. OK."

"But, I just feel so cold. As soon as I walked in, I felt the air-conditioning blowing on me." Song Ke opened his eyes and lied, "The air in that room is very cold. If you stay in there for a long time, , I will definitely get sick.”

Zhao Yuan stared at her for a few seconds, and slowly understood what was going on.

 Qiao Mianmian was talking about the secret operation in that room before.

At this moment, I said something about the dark swishing in the room.

All things considered, she must be dissatisfied with her room.

Such a request, of course, is impossible for Zhao Yuan to agree to.

The program team has its own arrangements. If it all follows the artists’ ideas, what’s the point of watching it?

But Zhao Yuan couldn't refuse directly. He thought for a while and said: "According to the rules of the program team, you cannot change rooms. But the rules are dead and people are alive, so I think you can ask other people , would you like to change rooms with you?”

“If someone wants, it’s okay to change rooms.”

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After Song Ke returned to the courtyard, he thought again about what Zhao Yuan said to her just now.

If she had to change rooms, of course she wanted to change to Qiao Mianmian's room.

Just, is that scheming **** willing to trade with her?

Song Ke was thinking about it and walked outside Qiao Mianmian's room.

Inside the room.

Qiao Mianmian is still packing her luggage.

(End of this chapter)