In the evening, the smoke from the cooking on the field ridge curled up, and sparrows flew over the branches.

Under the big tree, the young man sat on the stone bench, playing the guitar and chanting in a low voice:

A boy who chases the wind, galloping in the sky...

The young man who is chasing the wind is like a never-ending Chinese year...

This song was written and composed by Liu Yan himself. Although the lyrics seem a little immature, the emotion in the tune is very rich and has a kind of inspiring power. Even the female singer, who hasn't spoken much, showed admiration and applauded him with a smile.

Zhuang Jingchun had to admit that he had a little prejudice against the little fresh meat in the entertainment industry before. This hairy boy looked like an embroidered pillow eating on his face, but he didn't expect that he really had a few brushes when he sang.

"Zhouzhou, can I call you that? What do you think of my singing?"

Putting down the guitar, the boy looked at Xu Xizhou a little embarrassedly.

"I think it's very good and very touching." Xu Xizhou did not hesitate to praise himself.

Ren Duo also smiled and said, "You have been preparing this song for a long time, why don't you put it on the new album?"

"I don't have the ability to make an album yet."

Speaking of this topic, Liu Yan's expression dimmed for a moment. Among the top three debuts last year, because he had no background and did not receive any good resources in the follow-up, the popularity quickly dropped.

He wanted to concentrate on his creations, but the company he signed only wanted to monetize his traffic and cut a wave of leeks. He didn't make long-term plans for his future at all.

Xu Xizhou said in surprise, "But I think your voice is very special. It's not much worse than those professional singers. As long as you persevere, you will definitely be able to release albums in the future."

Liu Yan was moved by Xu Xizhou's encouragement. At this moment, the female singer who had been silent also spoke up, with a hint of admiration in her eyes, she looked at Liu Yan with a smile, "Mr. Xu is right, you are talented, it's better than this, after this episode is over, Would you like to come to our studio and record a single?"

When she was young, the female singer was also a pop queen who was popular all over the country. She once wrote many popular songs and appeared on the stage of the Spring Festival Gala several times. Even if she has not released new songs in recent years, her influence in the Chinese music scene cannot be underestimated. What she said to Liu Yan is self-evident.

"Mr. Chu, thank you so much."

After listening to the song, the six of them chatted for a while in the yard, and then went back to their respective cabins to sleep.

It was the first time for Zhuang Jingchun to live in such a poor place. There was nothing in the room except a bed and a table. There were old yellowed newspapers on the walls.

Putting the backpack and suitcase in the corner, Zhuang Jingchun sat on the bed and sighed deeply when she saw the cameras arranged all over the room.

"The program team said that as long as we can successfully challenge those projects tomorrow, we can change to new furniture. At that time, there will be sofas and wardrobes." Xu Xizhou comforted him.

It may be that he lived in a place with worse conditions than this in his previous life, so he didn't think there was anything.

"What projects do you have tomorrow?" Zhuang Jingchun said, took out the mineral water in the backpack, and handed a bottle to Xu Xizhou.

"I heard from my sister that there will be rock climbing and paragliding tomorrow."

Zhuang Jingchun's movement of drinking water paused slightly, "So simple?"

"Come on, this is rock climbing on a mountain, it's not like that kind of indoor climbing. Just don't let your legs go weak."

Zhuang Jingchun snorted lightly, "I will be so scared that my legs go weak? You have no confidence in your boyfriend at all?"

"How is that possible, of course I have confidence in you."

Xu Xizhou patted his ass without changing his face.

There is no place to wash in the room, you can only go to the public sink and shower room next door. The toilet is also outside. Fortunately, it is not the old semi-open soil toilet in the countryside, but a clean and hygienic squatting pit.

Otherwise, with Zhuang Jingchun's character, if he saw that kind of old open-air toilet, he would probably faint on the spot.

Returning from the bathroom, Zhuang Jingchun looked very tired. Xu Xizhou had suffered from the bottom line in his previous life, but Zhuang Jingchun grew up in a pampered environment, and it was indeed embarrassing for him to participate in such variety shows.

"Don't frown, let's just smile, okay?"

Xu Xizhou sat beside him and squeezed his shoulders.

Zhuang Jingchun smiled reluctantly, and when she looked up, she found that the mosquito net had been hung on the bed at some point, and it was brand new.

"This is from Liu Yan just now. He guessed that we didn't bring mosquito nets."

"He's very kind." When Zhuang Jingchun said this, her tone was a little sour.

"Anyway, I've come here. I want to open up a little bit, and no matter what, I'm here to accompany you. You see, my sister came alone."

In the next room, Ren Duo, who was lying on the bed watching TV shows with an iPad, was inexplicably cued and sneezed violently.

Zhuang Jingchun looked at Xu Xizhou's dark eyes, thinking that if she hadn't been with him, the person lying alone on this dilapidated wooden bed was Xu Xizhou, and her face suddenly showed some distress.

Suddenly there was a tingling sensation in the ankle, Zhuang Jingchun frowned, lifted up her pajama pants, and saw that her left ankle was red and a small bag was bulging.

"Is it an allergy?" The boy looked anxious when he saw the redness and swelling on his feet.

Oops, how could he forget that Zhuang Jingchun is allergic. was admitted to the hospital after eating a brownie with crushed peanuts in mouth. In case encounter any allergens this time...

"It's not that serious, it's just a normal rash. I have skin medicine in my backpack, you can bring one."

Xu Xizhou hurriedly got out of bed to find medicine for him.

The cool light green ointment was applied to the slightly stinging skin, bringing a cool touch, and Zhuang Jingchun's tightly wrinkled brows loosened.

"Is there anything else uncomfortable?" Xu Xizhou sat on the bed and looked at him worriedly.