Song Zhaoshui quickly decided to go with Xie Nanting to Huangzhuang Village in F County, Z Province, which is where the story in the script really happened.

The journey was long, so she planned to keep everything simple. She asked Xie Nanting first, and learned that this trip was just a simple look, and the trip was only two or three days. He decided to stuff two sets of clothes into the suitcase, and threw in a long black down and a pair of thick flat boots. didn't even bring many bottles and jars, except for toiletries, brought a bottle of face cream and a lip balm.

The decision to pack light was the right one.

A group of four, she and Xie Nanting, as well as Zhang Man and Liu Jie.

After getting off the plane, Zhang Man directly drove into the car he had rented in advance. After more than four hours of running around, he finally arrived at a town in the f county. A few people stopped in the town, found the only humble small hotel in the town, opened two rooms, and rectified it a little.

In such a small place, there are outsiders, even low-key outsiders, it is enough to attract attention, not to mention that there are two scarves and hats in the middle that are tightly wrapped and faceless.

The proprietress of the hotel is about thirty years old. She has put on a bloated cotton-padded coat. Holding her son who is also bloated, she asks in an indecipherable dialect and Mandarin, "What are you doing here?"

These things are usually handled by Zhang Manlai. He smiled kindly and said, "Huangzhuang Village, do you know that we are reporters and we are going there!"

"Reporter, reporter!" The proprietress suddenly realized, "There's news in that place. A lot of people came a few years ago, and we've even been on TV! But there have been fewer and fewer people in the past few years. When are you going to go?"

"Not far?" Zhang Man asked.

"It's quite far," the proprietress wrote crookedly on the account book. The child made trouble, and she slapped the child. "If you want to go, hurry up, or wait until tomorrow, or you won't be able to come back after dark."

"Let's drive, it's fine."

"The car can't go up, the cement road was broken by the rain in the summer, and it hasn't been repaired." The proprietress said to him enthusiastically, "There is a narrow mountain road above, and I can only walk."

When Xie Nanting heard this, he interjected, "Let's go tomorrow."

He has traveled a lot on the mountain road, if he is alone this time, it does not matter. With a girl by his side, he was worried that the weather would be bad and the mountain road would be dangerous.

Zhang Man nodded.

This hotel is dilapidated and dilapidated, with only two floors. The first floor is where the family lives. The gate is a left and right rolling shutter, and behind it is a low-quality glass door. The two words "hotel" are symbolically pasted on the glass on the left and right. .

Without these two words, this place is no different from other dwellings.

Song Zhaoshui and the others went up to the second floor and lived next door. The public toilet was at the end of the corridor.

The climate here is humid, and as soon as the door is opened, there is a musty smell, and the windows cannot be opened for ventilation, because it is too cold outside. There is no single room or double room here either, all rooms have a large bed. After settling down, Song Zhaoshui asked Liu Jie to take a bath so that he could rest early.

This poor child, who didn't get motion sickness before, didn't know what was going on, but he fainted all the way today.

Liu Jie ran out with her clothes in her arms, and soon came back blushing: "Sister Zhaoshui, the bathroom door is broken and can't be locked."

Why can't it be locked, if you don't push it with a stool on purpose, it won't be able to close at all.

But the inside is small and narrow, and it is difficult to put a stool and turn around, not to mention that there is no place to put clean clothes.

The proprietress was playing mahjong downstairs, and occasionally there was laughter from men, saying things they couldn't understand.

Song Zhaoshui said, "Wait for me."

She dragged a stool at the door of the bathroom, sat down, and said, "You wash, I'll watch over you."

Liu Jie was moved in and went in, probably because she was in a hurry, she washed it a few times, and when she came out, she folded her arms and shivered: "Does Teacher Xie have to go to the field to see every time he shoots a movie, this is too... ...Hi, it's been too much work!"

"Go to sleep now," Song Zhaoshui smiled, "he didn't work hard, how could he become the youngest actor in the Golden Ring Awards?"

An understatement in the original book made her think that talent can really make people less hard, and that Ji Yue, who has been working hard, can't compare to Xie Nanting, who was born with acting skills.

It turned out that Xie Nanting's hard work was behind it.

To be honest, she has never experienced this kind of accommodation before, and Xie Nanting and Zhang Man both looked pale, as if they were used to it.

Liu Jie fell asleep on the bed, and even breathing sounded quickly in the quiet room.

Song Zhaoshui closed the script and suddenly remembered that he hadn't showered yet.

She glanced at Liu Jie who was sleeping, she couldn't possibly wake someone up, right?

After struggling for a while, she opened the door and glanced at the bathroom, where the dim light was on.

She thought that the person inside was Xie Nanting or Zhang Man, but when the door opened, a country man with an unfamiliar face came out. It turned out to be a mahjong player downstairs. The downstairs bathroom was occupied, so he went up to the second floor. Song Zhaoshui hurriedly closed the door of the room, and the luck in his heart disappeared.

She also thought about waiting a while, waiting for Xie Nanting and the others to fall asleep, and then take a bath by herself.

Pulling a strand of long hair in front of his forehead, with entanglement and shyness, he sent Xie Nanting a WeChat message: Come out.

Xie Nanting came out obediently. Seeing her holding a pair of pajamas, she was a little dazed: "what's the matter?"

"I want to take a shower," Song Zhaoshui finished speaking, seeing Xie Nanting's strange expression, and finished his words angrily, "The bathroom door is broken, can you take a look at it for me?"

"Oh." There was a bit of disappointment in his tone.

Song Zhaoshui thought sullenly, why is this person's mind so impure?

When she helped Liu Jie guard the door, there was a sew on the door, but neither of them cared.

But when she was taking a shower, Song Zhaoshui felt that the door was really wide, so wide that she could see Xie Nanting's back standing outside, which made her feel like there was no door.

She called Xie Nanting softly, but the man didn't turn around, turned his back to her and asked, "what's the matter?"

"The door can't be closed." Song Zhaoshui said, "Can you pull it for me?"

Xie Nanting realized that she was still undressing, turned around and glanced at the door handle, and reached out to hold it: "Okay, you can wash it."

Song Zhaoshui glanced at the rusted handle inside the door, expecting that the outside wouldn't be much better, and his heart was full of warmth. Afraid that he would wait outside for a long time, he quickly started to wash.

Wooden doors, thin and old, with zero sound insulation.

Xie Nanting clearly knew every step of her washing. I'm brushing my teeth at the moment, I'm expressing facial cleanser, it's raining on, and it's off again. It should be a shower gel. At this moment, the shower head was turned on again, and the water fell in his ears, making him dry into a human-shaped stove in the cold night.

Her hair was full of the cheap leather smell from the rented car. Song Zhaoshui didn't intend to wash her hair, but she couldn't stand it when her hair was down, so she simply washed it in the end.

When she came out, she couldn't help but touched Xie Nanting's hand to see if it was frozen into a block of ice, but the other party's reaction was huge and she almost jumped out a few steps.

"Is it cold?" Song Zhaoshui said guiltily.

She was wearing plush pajamas, her wet hair was wrapped in a drying cap, and her whole body was filled with the fragrance and warm water vapor after bathing.

Xie Nanting didn't dare to look at her, so he lowered his head and walked forward: "you can go to bed early after you wash up."

"I..." Song Zhaoshui said, "I haven't blown my hair yet, Xiao Jie is already asleep."

Xie Nanting made up his mind and made an extremely cruel decision to himself: "I asked Zhang Man to take a bath, and you come to my room to blow your hair."

Zhang Man's game is not over yet, the signal here is not good, the network is stuck one by one, and he has been scolded a few times, and now he has to be shoved by the boss to take a shower. fate is unstoppable.

He left reluctantly, and the moment he closed the bathroom door, he saw the back of a woman walk into the boss's room.

Zhang Man thought aggrievedly, isn't it also for the sake of safety when opening two rooms?Since the boss wants to be alone with his girlfriend, why doesn't he propose to open an extra room?It's time to drive him away at this time...