The Best Actor Insists On Living With Me! - C.120 - Task (2)

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“I was too naive, really. I thought Xia Siyu and the Prince stirring up a CP was already rock bottom for the production team, but it turns out that was their ceiling!

“Bo, Teacher, run! I’ve got the production team pinned down for you, and I’ll reimburse your round-trip tickets!”

“F*ck the comment above, what, our Prince can’t stir up a CP? Focus on your own, please don’t diss (drag)!’

The barrage of comments went insane, and the atmosphere here was equally turbulent.

The other groups all stood by themselves, with Hu Juyue and Zhou Weiwei needless to say, and although Shang Feifei and Li Yiru were not on good terms privately, they at least appeared to get along outwardly. However, once they stood in place, they couldn’t help but glance over in this direction.

Bo Yan and Xia Siyu exchanged looks, Siyu “hmphed” and turned her head away, Bo Yan slightly uxinkled his brow and shifted his gaze, even moving a small step away, both feeling mutual distaste.

Since Wang Zisu had a bye today, the task of cleaning the house was his to handle.

The director team took out a glass jar, which contained various colored paper folded into little stars.

Clearly, those Task Cards were inside those little stars.

Hu Juyue went to pick the first star, opened it and saw: “Go to a pet store and wash five cats or dogs, a 10 Euro fine for each unwashed.”

Washing five cats or dogs wasn’t much, but the key was: “A 10 Euro fine for each unwashed? Sir, are you kidding me? If I miss five, I won’t have any money for five days!’

Hu Juyue was utterly stunned to see this rule.

The director team said with a mischievous smile, “Not five days, and if you fail to complete the task, you’ll be fined half of your team’s food expenses for the day—60 Euros in total. You and Zhou Weiwei are a team; if you do poorly today, you won’t have anything to eat for the next three days. Plus, you’ll have to clean the entire house. We mean what we say.”

As soon as the director team finished speaking, the faces of several people there turned grim. Shang Feifei’s group, she went to draw a star and unfold it to see: “Perform in the square for two hours, you can sing, dance, do stand-up comedy, whatever you want, but it must be for two hours or more.”

Before Shang Feifei could speak, Li Yiru snatched the note and glanced at it: “Two hours? Singing and dancing? The problem is whether people will understand us if we sing, dance, or do stand-up comedy. Singing and dancing for two hours isn’t a big deal, but I’m afraid we’ll embarrass our China and affect our international image.”

The director team replied in the same manner, “You can also choose not to go as long as you pay tomorrow’s food expenses, plus clean the whole building.” So, there was no room for negotiation.

Next, it was Bo Yan and Xia Siyu’s turn. Siyu assertively went to fetch a little star, but she hadn’t really folded these things before and wasn’t good at unfolding them. Struggling to open it, she was getting annoyed and wanted to tear the thing apart.

A hand with white skin, slender joints, and neatly trimmed nails reached out and took the star from Siyu’s hands—it was Bo Yan. As he took the star, his fingertips brushed lightly against her fingers, the pads of his fingers carrying a slight pressure, like a gentle breeze wafting by.

Xia Siyu was startled, and by the time she reacted, Bo Yan had already taken the star. His fingers deftly flipped it, quickly unfolding the star: “Earn a hundred Euros in two days.”

Looking at this condition, the two groups nearby immediately dropped any complaint they might have had.

Even though the director team had provided two days, earning a hundred Euros wasn’t a piece of cake.. Did they think money just fell from the sky?