"Ding--"
The elevator hummed softly.
Yan Zhixu, Fu Shimo and others came to the locked floor of the house, the program crew opened the door, and everyone paced in.
This is a one-bedroom, one-bathroom room, with a total square footage of no more than 20 square meters, and the living environment looks extraordinarily cramped and depressing.
The wall of the room has been painted for a long time, and there are cracks in the painted part, and a pile of powder will fall off when it is touched lightly.
In addition to the bed and chairs, there is no basic furniture in the house.
The weather in Yacheng was already hot, and many people who stayed in the small and airtight space for a while were sweating profusely.
The staff of the program team took out the camera and installed it in the room, and then left a camera brother, "Then you clean up slowly, we won't be here to cause trouble to the two of you."
After the few people finished speaking, they smeared oil on the soles of their feet and left quickly, as if there were flood beasts chasing them behind them.
Nonsense, don't hurry and get away, stay where you are. What if the guests see that the living environment is so bad and get angry and beat people?
"..."
Everyone else slipped away, and the cameraman who stayed there wanted to cry without tears.
Yan Zhixu and Fu Shimo put down the luggage in their hands, but they didn't spit out a single word of complaint or disgust.
The two found a broom and a rag, and cleaned up quickly.
After an hour of busy cleaning, although it still looks cramped at first glance, it has become much cleaner and brighter.
Fu Shimo cleaned and dried his hands, looked at Yan Zhixu who was staying in the room, and said in a magnetic voice, "Come here, I'll rub it for you."
She walked to the cleaned chair and sat down, lightly teasing with her red lips, "The bankrupt president has become a masseuse, the gap is a bit big."
Fu Shimo's throat overflowed with a chuckle, allowing her to joke without saying anything to refute.
He pressed her shoulders in a moderate manner to relieve her physical fatigue.
During the massage, he looked attentive and serious, and the long and narrow eyes of Danfeng under the lens were filled with deepness.
"All right."
After pressing for a while, Yan Zhixu no longer felt tired, stood up and took out a red bill from his pocket.
"You're bankrupt, but I don't think it's difficult for you to make a comeback and become a winner in life with this skill. Well, you did well just now. Here's a tip for you."
Fu Shimo accepted the hundred yuan she handed over, raised his hand and pushed the glasses frame on the bridge of his nose.
He stared at her, "After receiving the money from my wife, in the future, only sentient beings can serve my wife for such things as massage."
The camera brother carrying the camera: "..."
Very good, this is like a love variety show, but eating dog food at close range is not very good.
Yan Zhixu put on the mask, took out a mask and handed it to Fu Shimo and went out with him.
The two of you chatted with each other, walked out of the room and went downstairs.
This community has been built for many years and is a bit old, but it is better than greening and the air is pleasant.
Fu Shimo and Yan Zhixu held hands, and the two walked straight to the aunties sitting beside them.
Audience in the live room: ? ? ?
【You went the wrong way, come back quickly! 】
【You went the wrong way, come back quickly! 】
【You went the wrong way, come back quickly! 】
...
The barrage swiped and said that I was going the wrong way. Even the cameraman at the scene wondered if he really went in the wrong direction. It wasn't the gate of the community, but a group of aunts who eat people and don't spit bones.
Yan Zhixu and Fu Shimo stopped in front of the aunts, and then quickly started chatting.
After chatting for a while, the two found out that there was a large supermarket nearby that had closed down due to poor management and left.