Some are happy and some are sad.
Chu Ziang and Shen Jingwen did not practice dancing tonight. They already knew each other's dancing skills and did not need to practice more.
That night everyone sent messages again, and finally everyone knew the names of others, and the code names in the chat group were also changed to their names.
Song Qingzhou returned to the room. After sending the message, he put the program team's mobile phone aside, took out his own mobile phone and hid under the quilt to read a novel. One of the protagonists was a cold husband.
Song Qingzhou was watching happily when the program team's cell phone rang. She ignored it and continued reading the novel.
As a result, the phone rang again after a while. Song Qingzhou turned over and picked up the phone to take a look.
Mo Ziqian: Do you want finger cakes for breakfast tomorrow?
Song Qingzhou: [Doubtful] Expression Pack
Song Qingzhou: Can you also make hand cakes?
Mo Ziqian: Well, I just learned it.
Song Qingzhou: ...eat.
At this time, Song Qingzhou remembered something and continued typing on his mobile phone:
Song Qingzhou: I'm thinking of wearing a dress for the dance. Do you have suitable clothes?
Mo Ziqian: Don't worry about the clothes. You'll find out tomorrow night.
Song Qingzhou: [Doubt again] Emoticon package
Mo Ziqian: Go to bed early and good night.
Song Qingzhou: [Good night] emoticon package.
Song Qingzhou scratched her head, not knowing how to solve the dress issue tomorrow night, but she saw something exciting in the novel, so she put down the cell phone of the program team and turned around to continue reading the novel.
Cool man, hehe.
After just reading a few lines, she sat up and said, "Tomorrow night!" Isn’t that the time when the program team reveals the mysterious rewards!
Song Qingzhou touched his chin and squinted his eyes. Could it be that the reward from the program crew was a ball gown?
If so, it couldn't be better, save a lot of money and be happy.
Friday night finally arrived with Song Qingzhou's ardent anticipation.
She was sitting on the sofa in the living room, looking at Director Wang Mian with excitement in her peach blossom eyes.
Director Wang Mian couldn't stand the intense look. He coughed lightly and said, "When everyone is here, we will announce what the mysterious reward is."
Mo Ziqian came over calmly with a cup of hot water and sat on the sofa on the other side of Song Qingzhou.
Soon, the other four guests also arrived.
Director Wang Mian picked up the loudspeaker and shouted: "Six guests, after five days of getting along, I believe everyone has a certain understanding of the others. Tomorrow at eight o'clock, we will hold a masquerade ball in the villa and invite everyone Let’s dance a waltz of love, please prepare your own costumes to participate.”
"Since it's called a masquerade, naturally everyone needs to wear a mask to participate. Tomorrow night, there will be three songs. At the end of each song, everyone can exchange dance partners. At the end of the last song, you can reveal your identity. Unmask your dance partner.”
"Your final dance partner will be your date for the next week. We will arrange date programs on weekends, and everyone can make appointments on their own during weekdays."
Everyone looked at each other after hearing this. The key words "take off the mask" and "date" caught everyone off guard.
Before anyone could react, Director Wang Mian continued: "In addition, regarding the guessing other people's occupation competition, Mo Ziqian and Song Qingzhou won. Their mysterious reward is a dress suitable for the ball, which will be given away later. Go to their room."
"Name is the first name everyone calls each other, and face is everyone's first impression of each other. Tomorrow night, please lift off his/her mask with your own hands."
The six guests looked at each other's feather half-mask again, then removed his/her mask with their own hands and became the first person to see his/her face. At the same time, the other person was also the first person to see your face. .
And this person will be your date for the next week.
The program team really knows how to play.
Shen Jingwen smiled softly, with a bit of charm in her laughter, and she said, "This is really interesting."
Chu Ziang nodded in agreement.
Song Qingzhou raised his hand and touched his mask. He had become accustomed to wearing this mask this week. Will it be unveiled at the dance?
Mo Ziqian turned to look at her. Although they met and talked every day these days, when he thought about Saturday night, he would be able to unmask her with his own hands, his heart beat suddenly a few minutes faster under his left chest. .
As for whether he was satisfied with his dance partner, Mo Ziqian was very sure that he would be the only one to unmask Song Qingzhou.
After dropping this big news, Director Wang Mian put down the loudspeaker, hid his achievements and fame, allowed the six guests to discuss on their own, and then left.
As soon as Song Qingzhou returned to the room, someone knocked on her door. When she opened the door, a staff member held a large box with a pink bow and looked at her with a smile.
"Please check for the mysterious reward."
Song Qingzhou said "thank you" cheerfully, and then took the box.
Gently pulling off the pink bow and opening the box, Song Qingzhou saw a silver-white off-the-shoulder long dress lying inside. Its hem was rich in layers and wide, and was made of fine fabrics, so it had a great drape.
The moment he unfolded the skirt, it was like a bright star river pouring down, flowing in his hands. Song Qingzhou could already imagine how romantic and elegant it would be to dance waltz in it.
The show crew also thoughtfully prepared a pair of white strappy high heels.
Song Qingzhou tried on the dress and high heels, and the size was just right. She took a selfie photo of herself. She wanted to send it to her best friend, but she thought that the program team required that the content of the photo be kept confidential, so she unfortunately could only keep it in the photo album. Appreciated it myself.
Directly below Song Qingzhou's room is Mo Ziqian's room.
At this moment, Mo Ziqian also received the same big box.
He opened it to find a sophisticated black suit and a pair of black leather shoes. At this time, his cell phone rang, and a familiar name sent a message:
Sikong Yixiao: How about the clothes I specially prepared?
Mo Ziqian: Not bad.
Sikong Yixiao: The girl’s set is better.
Mo Ziqian: He is a good-looking person.
Sikong Yixiao: Tsk, tsk, tsk, I never thought that I would hear you say a girl is pretty in my lifetime.
Mo Ziqian put down his cell phone, picked up his suit, ironed it and hung it up. He turned around and picked up the program team's cell phone. After checking that there was no news about Song Qingzhou, he picked up the book on the bedside and started reading.
Half an hour later, Mo Ziqian picked up his phone and looked at it. He found that there was still no message, so he frowned and sent a message.
Mo Ziqian: How about the dresses prepared by the program crew?
After waiting for a while, he found that there was still no reply from the other party. Mo Ziqian's finger gently touched the three words "Song Qingzhou". Is this feeling "lovesickness"?
In the room directly above him, Song Qingzhou was already asleep holding his mobile phone.
