The female supporting role is really here to mess things up

Chapter 243 Male Guest Recording Ends

As soon as Shen Ji left the recording room, his eyes naturally turned to Zhou Siming who was sitting alone in the corner. He originally planned to walk over and ask Zhou Siming to come in for the recording, but just as he was about to approach, Zhou Siming suddenly stood up.

Their eyes met in the air, as if an electric current flashed. Zhou Siming smiled slightly and said softly: "Teacher Shen, it's my turn. I am familiar with this process." There was a hint of provocation in his voice, but it was polite.

Then, Zhou Siming brushed past and lightly bumped Shen Ji's shoulder, as if to indicate something. Even more unexpectedly, his toes cleverly stepped on Zhang Minglian's leather shoes, and Zhang Minglian was caught off guard and let out a cry of pain.

However, the other male guests in the hall seemed to be blind to all this. They were immersed in their own worlds and didn't even glance at Zhang Minglian. This tacit silence seemed to have received a clear signal from Zhou Siming: Zhang Minglian was the "hidden danger" in the current situation.

However, Zhang Minglian himself did not seem to notice the subtle atmosphere around him. He looked at Zhou Siming's indifferent back as he walked away, then glanced at his own shoes that were stepped on and left footprints, and sighed helplessly. "I am so unlucky today," he muttered to himself.

He was confused and didn't understand why Zhou Siming and Shen Ji suddenly became so hostile to each other. Were these two influential men competing for the attention of a female guest? But he didn't seem to be involved in it, so why did he become the "victim" of their struggle?

Zhang Minglian was full of confusion and doubts. He felt as if he had become an innocent "fish in the pond" and was ruthlessly dragged into an inexplicable struggle. He shook his head helplessly and began to think about how to avoid becoming a "victim" of such a struggle again.

When Zhou Siming walked into the recording room, Director Song immediately put on her usual polite smile and said respectfully, "Mr. Zhou, how have you been in the cabin recently?"

The coldness on Zhou Siming's face did not diminish despite Director Song's enthusiasm. He replied calmly, "How do you think I'm doing?" Director Song felt an inexplicable threat and had to bite the bullet and continue asking, "Does Mr. Zhou have any female guests in the cabin that he particularly likes?"

Zhou Siming slightly raised his eyelids, looked directly into Director Song's eyes, and asked, "Aren't all of you in the director team watching the live broadcast? You ask even though you already know the answer?" Director Song's heart tightened, realizing that the aura of this financial sponsor was indeed powerful and it would be difficult to offend him.

She quickly changed the topic, trying to ease the atmosphere: "Does Mr. Zhou have anything to ask me?" Zhou Siming asked without hesitation: "I'm a little curious, do the directors usually like to hide the blind boxes at the highest point or the highest place?"

This question caught Director Song off guard. He was stunned for a moment, but then he spoke under Zhou Siming's calm yet oppressive gaze: "Generally speaking, we will choose the highest point."

After hearing this, Zhou Siming smiled. He then told Director Song, "Please tell Zhou Sibei for me that if you find a blind box, pair me with Qingxi." Director Song nodded helplessly, with a flattering smile on his face, and watched Zhou Siming leave the recording room.

After Zhou Siming left, Director Song couldn't help but sigh, this sponsor is really a tough guy! However, she also understands that the Zhou family is so powerful that she and the program team can't afford to offend them. She just hopes that the next recording can go smoothly and nothing will go wrong.

The audience has already begun to marvel at the power of money when they see this:

“This is the power of money!”

"Mr. Zhou really has a strong aura!"

"I feel like Director Song is selfish and favors Mr. Shen!"

"Hahahahahaha, you're partial to Mr. Shen and succumb to the power of money!"

Although the female guests had finished their breakfast when Yue Muchen was interviewed, they had not yet started looking for blind boxes. They seemed to be immersed in their own thoughts, so they were reluctant to take action.

Yang Wuxi sat on the sofa, holding a cup of hot tea in her hand, with a look of confusion in her eyes. She was thinking to herself, if she was lucky enough to find the blind box that determined the fate of others, how should she choose which two guests to let live with? This choice might directly affect the relationship between the guests in the room, and she was also worried that her decision would cause unnecessary controversy and misunderstanding.

Zhao Yizhen stood in front of the window, looking into the distance, with a trace of worry between her brows. She was a little afraid of Shen Ji's possible affection for Yang Wuxi, but she didn't want to expose her selfishness in front of the audience. She kept thinking, if Yang Wuxi was put together with Han Yisu or Yue Muchen, would these people have a bad idea of ​​her, and would it leave a bad impression in the minds of the audience. Her heart was full of entanglements and contradictions.

Duan Wu seemed relatively relaxed. She was always decisive. Since this blind box could not help her and Han Yisu to be alone together, it would not be of much use. But she also had her own concerns, that is, she was not sure who Han Yisu's heart was with. She recalled her previous interactions with Han Yisu and tried to find some clues from his words and deeds, but the result made her even more confused.

She was not sure whether Han Yisu was still obsessed with Zhao Yizhen, or had already developed an interest in Yang Wuxi according to the original plot. This uncertainty troubled her.

Lu Qingxi was sitting at the desk with a book in her hand, but her mind was not on the book at all. She had been thinking about a question, that is, if she found the blind box, how should she use this opportunity. She thought that if she voted for Duan Wu and Han Yisu, she might be able to create a chance for them to get along, but she lacked a reasonable motivation to do so. She didn't want the male protagonist who was showing kindness to her to feel that she was avoiding him, so she deliberately pushed him towards Duan Wu, thereby arousing the male protagonist's resistance. She fell into deep thought and found it difficult to make a decision for a while.

Zhou Sibei looked like she had nothing to do with it. She had chosen to play it down from the beginning. She felt that since she couldn't designate herself and Han Yisu to move out, it didn't matter whether she looked for a blind box or not. She lay lazily on the sofa, enjoying the tranquility and leisure of the early morning.

After Zhou Siming returned to the cabin, he did not stay for long and went straight to the top floor - the eighth floor. His steps were firm and seemed to be full of determination, while Shen Ji behind him followed Zhou Siming at a leisurely pace.

After Shen Ji reached the fifth floor, he did not choose to go directly into his room. He stopped at the stairs, tilted his head slightly, and seemed to be listening to something. Shen Ji listened quietly to Zhou Siming's footsteps for a while, and only turned and went into his room after the sound completely disappeared.