As soon as the director group finished speaking, a string of gloating comments immediately floated on the barrage in the main live broadcast room.
"Hahaha, this is going to force people into a corner!"
"I can't take it anymore, I'm laughing my ass off. It's one thing to say that Song Song's skills are too tricky, but he can't even use facial recognition. Does he know that they had to use their looks to help Chu Rong buy egg custard for him before?"
"Wow, this is a disaster. The program group is a total failure this time."
However, while their side was excitedly floating barrage comments, on the other end where Song Yucheng was, things were equally chaotic. At the moment, several young people gathered together to denounce the director group and even tried to bargain with them.
"This is too much! Our brother Yucheng is just skillful and has a self-contained good luck charm. How is that too tricky?"
"That's right, they won't even let us use facial recognition. Are we going to have to wear masks from now on?"
One of the girls was the most eloquent, and she summarised all the unreliable things that the director group had done from the beginning of the broadcast to now.
Finally, Li Zhao waved his hand and summed up, "Let's not record anymore, let's go home."
Several young people were laughing and no longer as confused as they were when they received the task twice before. After all, they had gone through a lot and had grown a lot. Even when they encountered setbacks, they would not be immediately at a loss. Moreover, the most important thing was that they now had Song Yucheng as their mainstay, so they felt they could do anything.
"We can do anything, Brother Yu Cheng!" Li Zhao looked at the director group with a special smirk, then turned and hugged Song Yucheng's thigh, nuzzling up to him. "Brother Yu Cheng, what should we do next?"
What else could they do? Song Yucheng looked at Li Zhao with a helpless expression and felt like knocking him once with how annoying he looked. Who didn't have a stupid nephew in their family?
Thinking this, Song Yucheng didn't bother with him and simply turned and went back to his room. "I can't help it. If you think it's no problem, go make ten thousand for me. I'm tired, I'm going to lie down for a while."
Rejected, rejected.
Li Zhao stood depressed in the center of the courtyard, his glass heart shattered on the ground. But the other children had no sympathy at all and instead teased him with laughter. In the end, Chu Rong was also fed up with the commotion, motioning for them to quiet down before going into the room to find Song Yucheng.
When Chu Rong entered the room, he found that Song Yucheng was just like he had said before, lying on the bed with his eyes closed. His posture was very casual, but even so, it didn't seem disrespectful, instead emitting a little bit of leisure and comfort.
Seeing this, Chu Rong quickly took the blanket next to him and gently covered him with it, while also lowering the bamboo curtain next to the window.
Even though it was summer, the corridor was still chilly with a draft. As for the money-making issue raised by the directing team, it was obviously not the time to think about such things. Looking at Song Yucheng sleeping comfortably, Chu Rong's lips couldn't help but curve into a pleased smile, even his eyes were filled with joy. The atmosphere in the small room suddenly became warm and cozy.
The main live broadcast room's barrage immediately exploded.
"Ah, scary dog food again! Chu Xiao Rong really has a brother complex! Is he really this happy just watching Song Song sleep?"
"Sending sugar every day, I'm going to be sweetened to death. But as a CP fan, I have to say, good job, please continue!"
"I instantly thought of a ten-thousand-word sweet pet daily life. My drawing board tells me that I have a new fanfic to draw."
Many people were excited by this scene, and the barrage kept scrolling. However, fortunately, these CP fans were relatively rational, and after a little excitement, they left the barrage to others.
However, at this moment, Song Yucheng reached out and pulled Chu Rong's arm, "Stop it, you're not even tired after tossing around all morning. Don't work too hard, sit down and rest for a while."
"Mhmm," Chu Rong obediently sat down. But then he seemed to feel the sunlight was too bright, and discreetly moved to block it so that it wouldn't shine directly on Song Yucheng's face and disturb his sleep.
Being so well-behaved was almost too much, and when Song Yucheng noticed his little actions, he sighed helplessly. But as soon as he opened his eyes, he met Chu Rong's trusting gaze.
"To be honest, earning ten thousand is a bit difficult, especially since we only have twenty days left." Seeing that he couldn't keep up the act, Song Yucheng had to reveal the truth to Chu Rong. However, he didn't mention the idea he had in mind, unsure if it could be achieved.
But Chu Rong seemed to have guessed what he was thinking and whispered, "Let's try if you think it's possible."
"What if it fails?"
"It doesn't matter, I'll work hard to make up for it. I won't let you suffer." Chu Rong was serious, and even took out all the extra money he had earned by helping the villagers for the past two days and gave it to Song Yucheng. He looked like a loyal little puppy eager to please his master, and his gaze was so focused on Song Yucheng that even a god would find it hard to resist.
It's no wonder even scumbags like Xu Muzhi couldn't forget him. With such persistence, even a god would likely be tempted. Song Yucheng was softened by his trust and finally asked, "Do you trust me so much that you're not afraid of things going wrong?"
"I'm not afraid. You won't deceive me." When a teenager is seventeen or eighteen years old, their eyes are the most passionate and pure. And with Chu Rong's gentle and beautiful appearance, he was even more irresistible.
Damn it... Song Yucheng subconsciously covered his eyes with his hand, feeling that Chu Rong was really too much. If a few years had passed and Chu Rong had truly grown up and spoken softly with a few words of love, he was afraid that even stones would be melted by him.
However, this seemingly careless evasion made Chu Rong feel a hint of joy in his heart, secretly hoping that Song Yucheng would be swayed and completely forget that scumbag Xu Muzhi, and let him take his place.
The conversation between Song Yucheng and Chu Rong was just a small preface before, but since time was limited, after a while, Song Yucheng still asked Chu Rong to call over the others and roughly explained his ideas.
At this point, all the teenagers were excited. As for the director group, they were shocked by Song Yucheng's grand plan and even began to wonder if a seventeen-year-old who had little experience in the world could have the courage to do such a thing.
Homestay.
Yes, in this challenge of building a career, Song Yucheng's plan was to develop a homestay, welcoming tourists from afar and enjoying a simple and comfortable rural life.
The question that followed was, they can open a homestay, but where would the house come from? And where would the capital come from? They clearly had less than 1,500 yuan on them!
However, in the face of the director group's questioning, Song Yucheng's answer was very direct, "Why don't we have a house? The small courtyard we are living in now is very suitable!"
"..." At this point, not only the director group, but even Li Zhao and the others were looking at Song Yucheng with a dazed look as if they couldn't believe what they were hearing.
Is the small courtyard where they currently live the most suitable homestay? From the outside, it looks like a dangerous building, and inside, there are only straw beds. With such basic conditions, if they still want to open a homestay, it could be a complete joke.
As for the viewers who were watching the live broadcast, they were all shocked by Song Yucheng's bold words, as seen from the comments on the main chat.
"Oh my god, is Song Song trying to scare me to death? The key is that they only have a little over a thousand yuan in startup capital. Even if they renovate the house, it's not enough!"
"The timing isn't right either. My family lives in the countryside. Although the cost of building a house in rural areas is not as scary as in cities, it definitely can't be done in just one or two days. At least a month is needed."
"My heart is so tired, I really want to shake Song Yucheng awake and tell him not to dream and come up with some practical ideas!"
Everyone thought that it was absolutely impossible to do such a thing. However, to everyone's surprise, Chu Rong and the other four people, after their initial shock, all chose to support Song Yucheng.
In their words, Song Yucheng was the kind of person who could earn a living in just a few hours, so if he said he wanted to open a homestay, he would definitely be able to do it!
Immediately after that, they didn't want to waste even a minute and quickly made a plan and got busy.
Surprisingly, Song Yucheng really took them to buy the materials needed to renovate the house, and even hired several young women from the village, along with the two girls in his family, to practice weaving and flower arranging. The boys changed into work clothes and painted the walls according to the blueprint Song Yucheng drew up earlier, while also sawing wood.
The first day passed by like this, with no significant changes except for the whiter walls.
On the second day, a few simple wooden frames appeared in Song Yucheng's yard, which was roughly made by Li Zhao according to the blueprint. They were sturdy enough but extremely ugly.
On the third day, many uneven pits appeared in the front yard of the house, and the villagers who had been notified in advance also brought over the flowers, plants, and vegetable seedlings they needed.
Despite this, from the outside, there was still no eye-catching feature here, and it was even less clean and tidy than before the renovation.
"I knew it was impossible. Although it's a small village, they only have a little over a thousand yuan. It's common sense that they can't do much."
"The gap between ideal and reality, after all, Song Yucheng and his friends are still young and impulsive sometimes."
"But they've spent all their money, what will happen next?"
Many people were secretly worried for them. By the fifth night when they finished working, everyone felt that it was definitely not going to work. These teenagers who had been busy for a week also felt like they were about to collapse.
At ten o'clock in the evening, the two girls were sent to bed by Song Yucheng. The youngest boy, while playing around, plunged his head into a pile of dragon beard grass. Only Li Zhao, Chu Rong, and Song Yucheng, whose eyelids were still fighting, were still working on the house.
"Brother Yu Cheng, is it okay to make it like this?" asked Li Zhao, tilting his head to ask Song Yu Cheng. He was so tired that he saw everything as double images, and he didn't have the energy he had during the day.
Song Yu Cheng was amused by him and rubbed his head, "It's okay, I'll take care of the rest. You go get some sleep."
"No," Li Zhao insisted, "I'll go wash my face, I'm not that tired."
"That's not okay either." Seeing that he had reached his limit, Song Yu Cheng pulled him over and coaxed him in a gentle voice, "Be good, take your little brother to bed."
"Okay..." Li Zhao still remembered the remaining work and didn't want to leave. But he was too tired, so he finally took the younger boy to rest in the inner room.
Now, only Song Yu Cheng and Chu Rong were left busy in the courtyard. But for some reason, Chu Rong, who had been very serious just now, seemed a little absent-minded now, and even his gaze seemed to fall on Song Yu Cheng's hand from time to time.
What's wrong? Song Yu Cheng didn't understand at first, but after coaxing Li Zhao into the room, he suddenly realized that Chu Rong was probably jealous. After all, he had only coaxed Chu Rong like this in private before.
How cute can you be!
Song Yu Cheng had a bit of a mischievous personality, and now that there was no one else around, he couldn't help but want to tease Chu Rong a little: "Don't worry, we'll finish it. Come on, give me a smile."
"I'm not worried." Seeing that he was teasing him, Chu Rong answered sulkily, then lowered his head to continue his work. He was nothing like the gentle and steady person he was in front of the camera during the day, and was clearly like a kitten that wanted to be held but wasn't satisfied.
Looking so pitiful, yet so adorable.
Song Yu Cheng was completely smitten, so he put down what he was doing and hugged Chu Rong from behind. "What's wrong? Are you jealous because I'm good to Li Zhao?"
Chu Rong didn't say anything, but he didn't resist either. His whole ear turned bright red, whether from being so close to Song Yu Cheng, too nervous, or because his thoughts had been exposed and he was embarrassed.
Being so pure, how can you find a wife? I'm afraid you won't even be able to confess your feelings. "Song Yucheng teased, while unable to resist pinching Chu Rong's cheek. However, the good feeling of the skin under his fingers made him reluctant to quickly move his hand away.
Chu Rong had just gotten used to being in Song Yucheng's embrace. But this sudden touch made him shiver unconsciously.
"Getting jealous?" Song Yucheng couldn't help but laugh, completely teased by Chu Rong's reaction.
Now, Chu Rong's face became even redder. He stood up decisively, hugged Song Yucheng from behind, and buried his head in his shoulder as if hinting to Song Yucheng that his hair was even better than Li Zhao's.
So he was jealous after all?
Song Yucheng's mood was instantly made even better by Chu Rong's actions, but his hand stroking his hair became even more gentle. "You, being so soft, be careful of being bullied by your future wife."
However, Chu Rong, who was buried in his shoulder, meaningfully curved his lips, indicating that being bullied by his future wife was also okay!
After the brief moment of warmth, Chu Rong and Song Yucheng quickly returned to work because there was still a lot to do. By 4 am, the other teenagers also woke up one by one to help out.
It could be said that these were the hardest few days. When they finally finished putting everything prepared in order, including Song Yucheng, they all felt a bit exhausted.
At this time, it was already 6 am and dawn arrived as expected. When the director's team arrived at 8 am, they were shocked by the scene in front of them as soon as they pushed open the wooden door of the small courtyard. As for the netizens who were waiting on time in the live broadcast room to watch the show, they were completely confused. They couldn't even believe what they had seen.
