Showbiz Scandal: The Official Announcement of My Ex and Myself-Chapter 327: Anyone Would Like a Cute Girl

The instant noodles in hand, four packs in total, were enough for one person to eat two meals, and others cast envious glances.

Yu Xia hugged the instant noodles in her arms and directed Xie Qingci to be the second to sprint forward.

"The rule is—you do rock-paper-scissors; I grab. I do rock-paper-scissors; you grab. Come on, watch how I win."

Xie Qingci obediently listened, then watched her lose three rounds in a row.

"..." She suspected this was some kind of mysticism, and today she might only be fit to grab things.

She lost to Song Xi, observed her unlucky hand, and silently pulled Xie Qingci in front of her as a shield.

Xie Qingci asked, "Should I go?"

Yu Xia sighed heavily, "Sometimes you have to trust in luck. Let me see if you can turn the tide."

Xie Qingci and Song Xi hastily and casually played a round of rock-paper-scissors, and Xie Qingci won.

Yu Xia solemnly entrusted the instant noodles to him and rushed up to snatch another item.

It was a pillow, in the shape of a swan, with the pillow tied around the waist, and the swan’s head could even pop out from behind the shoulder.

For this useless item, Yu Xia didn’t feel disdain and was pondering how it could be used.

Next to them, Lan Hui, who also picked a useless item, was apologizing softly to Song Xi, the two half-acquainted people politely exchanging small talk.

Song Xi kept a distant demeanor, staying at least half a meter away and would not get a centimeter closer, only repeating "It’s okay," "It’s normal," "Don’t worry."

Yu Xia caught a glimpse, clutching the swan pillow’s neck and rocking it back and forth, while watching Xie Qingci use rock-paper-scissors to conquer all contestants.

He won all the way, and Yu Xia immediately got a chance to grab a third item.

This time, the item was somewhat useful—a pack of wet wipes. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

The importance of the three items wasn’t the same. After Yu Xia and Xie Qingci "discussed," they decided she would carry the instant noodles, the swan pillow would be tied to Xie Qingci, and he would also hold the wet wipes.

The swan neck drooped over Xie Qingci’s shoulder, making him look like an innocent and lovable handsome young man, so adorable that Yu Xia kept nodding.

"This look is excellent; if you were a bit younger, at fifteen or sixteen, androgynous, you’d definitely look like a classic beauty."

This praise made Xie Qingci a bit embarrassed, just about to say, "You’re too kind," when she continued:

"With this look, even if we were to beg, we’d get two more apples; our life is secured!"

Xie Qingci: "..."

I treat you as my dearest, but you treat me as a beggar.

Compared to them at least snatching something edible, next door, Song Xi and Lan Hui had all gotten items unrelated to survival—a mirror, a tablecloth, a towel.

Lan Hui seemed a bit nervous and uneasy, with a sweet smile, pulling Yu Xia to discuss forming an alliance.

"Sister Yu Xia, we are new here and don’t quite understand how cruel this game can be..."

What she said was quite normal, but Yu Xia only remembered the opening "Sister Yu Xia."

Called so sweetly, with those beautiful almond eyes, those dimples, those little canine teeth, that round face, her smile was so sweet that it was dizzying, making one want to immediately hold her hand and say, "Don’t worry about anything, your sister is here."

She was touching the girl’s hand, almost blurting out, "Alright."

"Sister," Xie Qingci called her softly, "our instant noodles are only enough for today."

Yu Xia immediately snapped back to reality, coughed, patted Lan Hui’s hand, and said, "The proposal is good, but sorry, in the face of real-life challenges, we have to refuse with regret. Poverty is really deadly."

With that, she released her hand and left with tears in her eyes under Xie Qingci’s gaze.

Lan Hui felt a strange sense of being taken advantage of without gaining any promise.

Song Xi’s eyes flickered, and he said very gentlemanly to her, "Let’s go, over there, it’s about to really begin."

The pursuers stood still at the entrance of the film base. The guests had arrived at the center, looking around at the corners where they could hide and places that could provide accommodation.

The director announced, "Five mission points are ready. In the tasks, obtain location clues and verify passwords to find the points. Now, begin the countdown: 3.2.1——"

As soon as the director finished speaking, the group quickly scattered, running in different directions.

At the same time, a group of people rushed from all directions, dressed in ancient costumes, modern clothes, and Republican era outfits, alongside uniforms that were either cosplay or genuine, featuring policemen, firefighters, and more.

Those people quickly occupied the crisscrossing streets, with some even starting businesses at roadside stalls.

Yu Xia and Xie Qingci ran a section to shake off others before stopping, blending into the crowd and walking slowly, taking the opportunity to observe if there were places to stealthily hide.

They discussed quietly.

Yu Xia: "We need to observe which places have food, have accommodation. Where we sleep tonight is a big issue."

"And which place can provide hot water for instant noodles. Without bowls, chopsticks, and hot water, our instant noodles are useless." Xie Qingci glanced at the instant noodles she held tightly.

She nodded in agreement: "But even if we find a place, these problems can only be solved with money. What about the hundred bucks you have?"

"Here," he took it out of his pocket and handed it to her, "we have about two hundred dollars in total; we can try to find out the accommodation rates first."

There were plenty of ancient-style taverns and tea houses here, finding a place to sleep wasn’t difficult, but it depended on how extras and the production team arranged for them to "use modern currency to solve ancient food and lodging" issues.

After discussing, they found a seemingly well-made ancient-style tavern called "First-class Building," simple and crude, with three characters expressing "I’m expensive, come get robbed."

The extras played their roles very well, dressed in ancient costumes, sitting in pairs or groups in the hall, drinking Nongfu Spring and eating freshly made KFC fries.

Behind the counter, a manager who was scrolling through their phone saw them come in, smiled, and asked, "Sir, food or lodging?"

Yu Xia leaned against the counter and asked first, "How much for the cheapest two rooms for one night?"

The manager had quite an acting skill, his face changed, eyebrows drooped, and he responded perfunctorily, "One silver."

Yu Xia: "How about thirty dollars?"

Manager: "..."

What to say about this, calling it bargaining doesn’t even fit, because both parties are using different types of currency. It’s like cows and dogs discussing eating mutton, quite a bizarre feeling.

"If you don’t have money, don’t babble nonsense," the manager rolled his eyes at them disdainfully.

Yu Xia calmly said, "You’re saying thirty dollars is too much? Twenty dollars should be fine, right? If it’s any cheaper, you’ll make a loss. I’m not one to let others help me at a loss."

Their brainwaves went down different paths at a three-way intersection, Yu Xia insisted on talking to herself, completely ignoring what the other party said.

The manager was not about to help at a loss, instead, he wanted to charge more to kick them out.