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Chapter 33

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    ?The first part of the competition of "Inside and Outside the Play" ended with Shi Qingqiu's group scoring nine points, Qin Wang's group ranked second with eight points, Yu Shushen ranked third, and Lu Sizhou and Xu Zhi tied for fourth.

    A stewed fish and a fish soup made by Wen Qinghan were unanimously approved by the villagers who came to the village chief's house to participate in the evaluation, including the uncle who guided Wen Qinghan to fish.  Even Qin Wang and others were convinced, and Yu Shushen even made a few words of praise.

    The cameraman also joined the dinner party with the staff after filming the first half.

    Although the actors would have to go hungry if they couldn¡¯t make tonight¡¯s dishes, so many people ate together, and after the cameras were turned off, the working group arranged for additional meals, and everyone ate and drank until almost midnight before leaving.

    Woke up naturally in the morning, after Shi Qingqiu rolled over, his drowsiness dissipated, eyes narrowed, brows furrowed to adapt to the light that spilled into the room.

    For a moment, she couldn't look directly at the light from the window, so she had to look away, and the next second was Wen Qinghan's calm face.

    When Wen Qinghan fell asleep, the indifference on his body was not so obvious, nor was it so sharp.  The face that was slightly soft due to deep sleep has a different style, and the long black hair is scattered on the pillow and behind, which makes people unable to bear to be alarmed.

    The sleepiness in Shi Qingqiu's eyes gradually faded away, and she quietly looked at Wen Qinghan, the long and slightly curly eyelashes, the straight nose bridge, and the light-colored thin lips.  Wen Qinghan has always been a very beautiful person, and when she is not extremely indifferent, this beauty is exuded to the extreme.

    A smile gradually appeared on Shi Qingqiu's lips, she moved her hand, and raised it quietly, subconsciously wanting to gently touch Wen Qinghan's face with her fingertips.

    Before she realized what she had done and retracted her hand, her fingertips had already lightly brushed Wen Qinghan's cheek.

    Before Shi Qingqiu had time to think about anything, Wen Qinghan slowly opened her eyes, and Wen Qinghan took a full look at her flustered eyes.

    "Morning, Qinghan." Shi Qingqiu pursed her lips, and greeted Wen Qinghan as naturally as possible.

    Wen Qinghan could tell that something was wrong with Shi Qingqiu, but she didn't know what was going on. When she woke up just now, she saw Shi Qingqiu's eyes dodge when she opened her eyes, and she didn't know what happened after waking up.

    "Morning." Wen Qinghan replied lightly, her voice was a little lazy because of sleepiness, but her eyes kept looking at Shi Qingqiu. After a pause, she asked: "Is there no problem if I don't set the alarm clock today?"

    Shi Qingqiu smiled and said: "The host said last night that everyone should go to bed later today, it's okay."

    Wen Qinghan didn't say anything more, and stretched out her hand to raise the blanket a little higher. The red fingertips of her left hand were noticed by Shi Qingqiu. Before she retracted it, Shi Qingqiu grabbed her left hand and stretched it out.  The tip is abnormally red.

    "Qinghan, does your hand still hurt?" Shi Qingqiu held Wen Qinghan's left hand with his right hand, and gently stroked Wen Qinghan's fingertips with his fingers.

    "It doesn't hurt anymore." Wen Qinghan moved her hand, but Shi Qingqiu didn't let her take it back, she blinked her eyes and didn't speak, and she didn't look at Shi Qingqiu again.

    That was the finger she burned yesterday when she fed fish soup to Shi Qingqiu, and it still hurts when she squeezed it, but when Shi Qingqiu touched her like this, she felt more of a growing longing in her chest.

    Shi Qingqiu laughed, took Wen Qinghan's hand and put it back under the blanket, and slowly and gently stroked Wen Qinghan's burned finger, "Don't do this again in the future, wait for the soup to cool before you drink it for me."  It's ok, it's not that I can't wait. Also, don't finish all the subsequent competitions by yourself, assign me some tasks, Lawyer Wen, Chef Wen."

    As soon as she finished speaking, Wen Qinghan took her hand back, rubbing her thumb repeatedly on the back of Shi Qingqiu's hand, and gradually detached her four fingers from Shi Qingqiu's hand, and opened her palm to cover the back of Shi Qingqiu's hand instead.

    There was still a distance between them, Wen Qinghan took a deep breath, just moved his hands, when he heard the host's voice faintly seeping in from outside: "Get up! Work! Don't sleep! Get up early  The birds will eat the worms!"

    Wen Qinghan's body that was just about to get closer froze in place, everything was just a flash, Shi Qingqiu was still looking at her with a smile.

    The impulse in her eyes suddenly faded away, and finally she only said in a calm voice: "Okay, I know, get up."

    When everyone finished washing up and gathered in the yard, the host was already standing behind a table with a big box on it. He clapped his hands and said, "Everyone is on their seats!"

    After speaking, the cameramen all picked up the machines and started working. Qin Wang shouted at the top of his voice: "What's the situation? Is this box a lottery?"

    &nbsp?Kneading the tissue in her hand, looking at Shi Qingqiu's eyes with expectation, she carefully stretched out her other hand to hold Shi Qingqiu and said: "Qingqiu, let's go over there to rest for a while, and discuss it by the way.  , I think it might not be that simple."

    "okay."

    The two walked to a nearby villager's house and explained their willingness to rest. The villagers enthusiastically stayed with them, and moved a few chairs under the tree for them and the cameraman to enjoy the shade.

    Wen Qinghan asked Shi Qingqiu to read the note, she lowered her head and said in a low voice: "These lines of poems should be alluding to something, what exactly is it"

    "White cranes chirping from the sky, and the sound of thousands of miles in the sky. It seems that there is no such poem in the ancient poems we have learned" Shi Qingqiu muttered to himself, "Could it be a very unpopular poem? The program team didn't even write the author."

    "Wait, we've been thinking about what these lines refer to, but we haven't thought about its nature." Wen Qinghan suddenly thought of something, and his voice suddenly became heavier, "Could it be?  Possibly not even poetry?"

    Shi Qingqiu blinked his eyes, but before recovering from Wen Qinghan's deduction, the aunt who had been picking beans with a bamboo sieve next to them smiled and asked curiously: "What are you two talking about?  Is there anything Auntie can do to help?"

    The aunt spoke with a bit of an accent, which was a bit different from the villagers who were selected by the program group to speak standard Mandarin, but since this is the case, it also means that the aunt must have stayed in this village for a long time, so it can be said that she knows something  And possibly more.

    Thinking of this, Shi Qingqiu hurriedly pulled the chair over, took the note from Wen Qinghan's hand and showed it to the aunt: "Auntie, please help us look at this, can you see what it is talking about?"

    Seeing this, the aunt also put down her work, squinted her eyes and looked over: "Baihejiuwhat? Oh, I don't understand this."

    Shi Qingqiu smiled, and the sliver of hope in her heart was quickly extinguished, but before she could say anything to Wen Qinghan, the aunt's voice suddenly sounded again: "I don't understand this thing, but ah, like that  Sign, the girl next door drew one a few days ago, she came back and wrote it to us, it looks exactly like this"

    Wen Qinghan immediately noticed the important point: "Sign? Is it a sign? Is there a lottery in this place?"

    The aunt nodded: "Yes, there is, but it is far away. There is a ruined temple at the foot of the mountain over there. There is an old monk there. He has been there for decades. He usually takes some wild vegetables to the town to exchange some money for the temple.  Refill the incense." She stood up and pointed the way to Shi Qingqiu as she spoke.

    Doubts seemed to be resolved at once, regardless of whether it was true or not, at least it sounded reasonable. Those few words were likely to be the signature of the lottery, so their destination was the ruined temple.

    "Thank you, auntie." Shi Qingqiu stood up to thank him, and at the same time pulled Wen Qinghan who also stood up and said: "Qinghan, let's go."

    The two thanked each other and left in a hurry, and the cameraman hurriedly followed. The aunt told her loudly from behind: "Take it easy, you two, the road is not easy"

    The two of them walked in the direction pointed by the aunt. After they had a purpose, they stopped doing more useless work and went directly to the direction of the ruined temple.  It's just that the road is really difficult to walk, the potholes are serious, and I don't know how the program crew hid things so far away. The mountain is at least one or two kilometers away from the village.

    Hard work pays off. When they came to the temple, the old monk was cleaning the open space in front of the temple. The whole temple was already dilapidated, exuding a strong dusty smell, which was very old.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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