"I heard that he had a small cameo role in Director Chen's movie before, and it shocked you?" Another resident guest asked Gu Xihuai curiously.

Gu Xihuai nodded: "I came to participate in the variety show this time, and I also wanted to take this opportunity to discuss with him how to act."

The fact that Gu Xihuai's acting skills encountered a bottleneck is almost a well-known secret in the circle. And the big movie he co-produced with director Chen Xusheng this time is also the Sharpening Knife Huo Huo Xiang Movie Emperor. Several guests knew it well and wished Gu Xihuai what he wished with a smile.

As for Gu Xihuai's performance, after encountering a bottleneck, instead of asking more experienced directors and seniors with more superb acting skills, he had to ask a little-known layman for advice... No one is serious about this.

Maybe Gu Xihuai was really inspired by Wen Zhuoyu, maybe Gu Xihuai was a drunkard and not drinking.

The veteran actors are not only skilled in acting, but also well-informed. Even from their aesthetic point of view, Wen Zhuoyu's face is really ostentatious. They don't find it strange to meet anyone or anything with this face. In their line of business, they were used to seeing the young Mu Ai's affection. As long as it's none of their business, even if they see Gu Xihuai's self-defense in front of Wen Zhuoyu, no one will pierce that layer of window paper.

At most, gossip is secretly rubbing.

Several people were talking, and inadvertently left out the other two flying guests. Luo Xiu held the task card exchanged with Wen Zhuoyu just now, lowered her eyebrows, and looked thoughtful.

Guan Yan patted Luo Xiu on the shoulder: "Can you carry water? Would you like to exchange tasks with me again?"

Guan Yan was assigned the task of helping the elderly in the village to pickle duck eggs. He felt that Luo Xiu looked thin and small and should not be able to lift water. If it was really embarrassing, he didn't mind exchanging tasks with Luo Xiu.

Luo Xiu came back to her senses, raised her mouth to reveal a very grateful smile, and said softly, "No need. I've already caused everyone a lot of trouble."

Exchanging tasks with Wen Zhuoyu can also be said that Wen Zhuoyu is kind and thoughtful, and actively helps guests who can't swim to avoid danger. If the task of carrying water is not easy to do with others, Luo Xiu is worried that after the show airs, she will be scolded by the audience.

"I'm not so squeamish anymore!" Luo Xiu clenched her fists with a smile to cheer herself up: "I can definitely do it."

After speaking, Luo Xiu glanced at Gu Xihuai imperceptibly. He is not as lucky as Wen Zhuoyu, and he can win the favor of the eldest young master of the Gu family with just one face. But he also has his own dignity and perseverance, and he is not so intimidating that he is despised.

Wen Zhuoyu took the task card and asked three or four fellow villagers for directions along the way. Under the guidance of the fellow villagers, he found Grandpa Li's house. After a few simple conversations, he took the two buckets of fish fry that Grandpa Li gave him to look for. reservoir.

When passing a cornfield, Wen Zhuoyu saw Gu Xihuai standing in the field clumsily breaking corn. The big stars have lived for more than 20 years and have probably never had any experience in farm work, and their work efficiency is not as good as that of teenage children. However, he has a good face, a slender figure and well-proportioned limbs. His handsome eyebrows and eyes are wet with sweat. The pure white T-shirt outlines the smooth lines of his back muscles. The narrow mermaid line was tucked into the slender waist. Under the scorching sun, a sense of sensuality that belongs only to male hormones blows.

The audience in the live broadcast room have already started to inhale oxygen.

Wen Zhuoyu's eyes lit up, and he stood on the side of the road and admired it for a while. He himself is very good-looking, and in his 28 years of life, he has never seen a man with better skin than him. Although Gu Xihuai's facial features are not as outstanding as his, he is another kind of handsome and handsome. It was rare that Wen Zhuoyu also had a pleasing pleasure.

It was probably his overly focused gaze that caught Gu Xihuai's attention. As soon as Gu Xihuai turned around, he saw Wen Zhuoyu standing on the side of the road with his arms crossed and two big iron buckets at his feet. From time to time, the sound of fry flapping on the water could be heard.

Gu Xihuai's lips curled up: "Is it too heavy? I can help you."

"No." Wen Zhuoyu glanced at the cornfield that was almost intact after being tossed by Gu Xihuai for a long time, and laughed and teased: "You should stick with it for a while, wait for me to help you when I come back." Introduce the lawyer's kindness.

Gu Xihuai smiled embarrassedly: "I didn't expect it to be so difficult to collect corn."

When he first received the task, he thought he was lucky!

Wen Zhuoyu didn't say anything, he waved at Gu Xihuai, and walked away leisurely with his two buckets of fry.

The scorching sun was scorching hot, but Wen Zhuoyu's thin and tall figure carried an indescribable ease and comfort. The cool autumn wind blew across his delicate face, and the soft hair fluttered in the wind. Wen Zhuoyu calmly seemed to be a traveler walking on a country road. Judging from his expression only, the two buckets of fish fry weighing dozens of pounds were as light as two flower baskets full of wildflowers, and it was not difficult to see at all.

But in fact, Wen Zhuoyu also felt that the two buckets of fry were very heavy. So every time he walks, he stops to admire the surrounding scenery and chats with the guests he encounters. The photo shoot of the program team thought that Wen Zhuoyu was trying to find a shot for himself, but he didn't notice anything wrong. It wasn't until Wen Zhuoyu brought the two buckets of fish fry to the reservoir, he finally couldn't help shaking his red and swollen hands, and he blew it on himself in distress, and the cameraman reacted with hindsight. :"are you tired?"

Wen Zhuoyu smiled politely, and asked in a gentle manner: "A bucket of fry, including a bucket with fish, weighs at least 30 to 40 kilograms. It takes an hour and a half to walk from the village to the reservoir, and I have to carry two buckets... What do you say?"

Cameraman: ... that's really tiring. But he didn't see it at all.

The cameraman looked at Wen Zhuoyu, who was sweating like rain in front of the camera but still breathing normally. The sun was shining on his face. Under the scorching sun, the boy's fair face was flushed with two blushes. The tip rolled in front of the forehead, slid over the straight bridge of the nose, and fell along the angular jawline. The weather was too hot, and Wen Zhuoyu's chest and back were soaked with sweat. The same pure white T-shirt was stuck to his body, faintly outlining the smooth lines of the abdominal muscles and the butterfly bones on the back.