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Fang Huiwang finally chose to surrender to Xie Ran again.

Not giving in, he wants to be harder and insist on choosing a homestay, but Xie Ranyou won’t enter, so he definitely did it to let him live in a homestay and stay in a five-star hotel by himself. This is ugly and the money spent is even more expensive. many.

The other two groups of guests were already a bit discouraged because of the economic backwardness. At this time, seeing Xie Ran actually insisted on choosing a five-star hotel, hope suddenly rose in his heart.

Although Xie Ran has earned a lot today, he can't stand him being so big.

Jiang Wei and Zhu Chuanjia finally chose a homestay. After the election, they also calculated an account on the spot. Jiang Wei said: "We now add up to a total of two thousand and four initial expenses and wages. The five-day room rate is 750. After paying the room rate, there is still One thousand six hundred and five.

Xiaoran and Xiaofang group now have more than 3,800, but the room fee is 2,000, which is more than 1,800. With this calculation, the gap between us is not very big. "

"No." Zhu Chuanjia raised an eyebrow, "Xiao Ran still spent a lot today. He had to pay for the taxi out of the house. He also spent a hundred yuan for the meal just now... so the rest of our money should be about the same."

Meng Xixi and Chen Xiaoxuan's eyes lit up when they heard this, and Meng Xixi said, "Then if we choose a convenient hotel, wouldn't we have more money left than Brother Ran?"

They just ate instant noodles and spent less.

Jiang Wei clapped his hands: "That's right."

Fang Huiwang: "..." Don't forget, his heart is bleeding!

Xie Ran still has no fluctuations, resting her elbow on the armrest of the sofa, tilting her head slightly and calmly watching everyone gather together to count, a little bit sad in the lively scene.

In the headset, Meng Feixuan's tone was very embarrassing: "Is this the world of the poor?"

Xie Ran thought for a while: "Probably?"

"In fact, it's quite pyrotechnic." Meng Fei paused for a while, as if he was stuck, and as if he was learning human thinking. Then he asked uncertainly, "Is it called ‘firework’, right?"

Without waiting for Xie Ran to speak, he asked and replied: "I almost forgot. Mr. shouldn't understand it. Don't worry, I will teach you when I learn it."

Xie Ran: "..."

I felt like I was frantically probing on the verge of failing.

Although the price of a five-star hotel is heart-stopping, the advantages are also obvious. It is very close to the task assembly point, and it takes only 20 minutes to walk, which can save a fortune in transportation.

Fang Huiwang comforted himself that he could arrive at the meeting place early at least tomorrow, and strive to get the first prize, as long as Xie Ran didn't hold back.

The next morning, Fang Huiwang got up early and was about to call Xie Ran, but found that Xie Ran got up earlier than him and had already washed in the bathroom.

Fang looked back, his eyes hot.

Is the quality of Xie Ran's work and rest too good?

But that’s fine. At least today’s number one is stable. Fang Huiwang breathed a sigh of relief and shouted, “Xiaoran, let’s go to dinner and set off.”

"You can do it yourself." Xie Ran came out of the bathroom, wearing a bathing suit and a bathrobe, "I'll take a swim."

Fang looked back: "...?"

Are you going to swim in this race against time?

You wouldn't really be here on vacation, would you?

Fang Huiwang suddenly became anxious: "Don't be kidding, we are in a hurry now..."

Before the words fell, the door closed with a "bang", Xie Ran didn't listen to him at all, and went out.

Fang Huiwang felt that his heart had been hit again.

The follower team who happened to be carrying the camera: "..."

Xie Ran came back after swimming for half an hour. Fang Huiwang was already suffocating the fire, but he didn't care at all. He only changed clothes and had breakfast in an orderly manner, with a calm and elegant posture that no one could shake. Calm.

Fang looked back at the time. First, he was hopeless, and he simply gave up. After waiting patiently for Xie Ran to finish eating, he reluctantly twitched his lips: "Is it time to set off now?"

Xie Ran raised his eyelids and didn't seem to realize the displeasure in his words. He only gave a faint "um", then raised his hand and called the waiter: "Please call a taxi for me."

Fang looked back at the general English, but he understood, his eyes stared: "You want to take a taxi? Anyway, we can't get the first place, so why not just walk over?"

Xie Ran said concisely: "You can walk over."

Now Fang Huiwang can know what the second half of his sentence is without asking him—he can walk over, anyway, Xie Ran won't change his mind.

Fang looked back at a **** stuck in his throat and couldn't come out. He hadn't spent money so stubbornly in his entire life.

The two finally stepped on the spot to arrive at the meeting place. Unsurprisingly, it was the latest one. The other two groups not only got up early, but also spent a lot of time on transportation. The sisters of the women's group took the bus back. The senior group Ingeniously renting two bicycles, not only the cost is low, but also can be recycled, which is more laborious.

After learning that Xie Ran and the others lived so close, they still came by taxi. Everyone was surprised and secretly gave birth to a sigh of joy. It seems that yesterday was a vain worry, so Xie Ran is the trick, even if he gets all the rewards for the next task. I'm afraid I can't stand it.

It was also the first time for the program group to see a guest spending money like this in an expense competition. For a while, they were in a daze. If it weren't for the other two groups of guests who were still frugal and simple, they would almost think that they were really a pure travel program.

After confirming that all the guests were present, the program group began to publish tasks.

The task on the second day is to ask the guests to take a photo that represents the style and appearance of the old West City, and then the program group will post the photo to the official Weibo, and the netizens will vote for the best shot in their minds. One sheet.

In the end, the group with the highest number of votes can get a task reward of two hundred dollars, the second one is one hundred dollars, and the last one is fifty dollars.

This link is very interactive, because the photo is not signed, and no one knows who the author of the photo is before the show is broadcast. Netizens can unscrupulously comment on the star’s aesthetic ability while voting, and wait until the broadcast reveals the answer. It's a different time.

In the first season, some fans ridiculed a certain work without knowing it, and finally discovered that the author was the tragedy of his own idol, which brought great happiness to the majority of netizens.

After the mission was released, the guests started to take action and discussed where they wanted to go for shooting.

Fang Huiwang and the studio were well prepared for this session. At this time, they were fully confident and their mood finally improved. They first asked Xie Ran, "Xiao Ran, do you have any ideas?"

Xie Ran glanced at him: "Yes."

Fang Huiwang didn't expect that he would come up with his idea so quickly, and was a little surprised for a while, and asked, "Where do you want to shoot?"

Xie Ran said: "Xinxi Building."

The New West Building, a commercial building just built in the Old West City in the past few years, can overlook the panoramic view of the Old West City. The view is undoubtedly very good, but because of this, it is not a good choice.

Because the Xinxi Building is an open attraction, tourist photos are everywhere on social networking sites, and netizens have long been bored with it.

Fang Huiwang did not expect Xie Ran to take many amazing photos, but the problem is that Xinxi Building is located in the new commercial district, close to half a city away from them.

He has been tortured out of inertia by Xie Ran in the past two days, and he blurted out subconsciously: "Are you going to take a taxi again?"

Xie Ran smiled but didn't smile: "Do you have an opinion?"

"..." Fang looked back and said aggrieved, "No."

How can he dare to have an opinion? There is dismantling.

In the end, they spent a huge sum of money in taxis to the Xinxi Building. Seeing Xie Ran's appearance, they definitely took taxis back and forth. It is impossible to be frugal, and even the filming director was speechless again.

Xie Ran's artistic aesthetic level is actually average. Because of his lack of emotion, it is difficult for him to deeply understand the emotions presented in the works of art, but he has an inherent sensitivity to numbers and logic.

"The lens rotates thirteen degrees to the left, raises it by five points and one degree... There is a slight deviation, and presses down to zero and five degrees... This is it." In the headset, Meng Feixuan accurately reported the coordinates.

The cameras distributed by the program group can be connected to the Internet. Wherever there is a network, there is Meng Feixuan.

Xie Ran accurately adjusted the lens of the camera in his hand while listening, and finally, while Meng Feixuan confirmed, he steadily pressed the camera button, and it was done in one go.

Meng Feixuan: "The angle is perfect, and the light is a little worse. Let me give it a shot."

Xie Ran: "No."

Meng Feixuan: "Sir, you have to believe in my PS technology, I have perfect aesthetic logic."

"I know that your logic was designed by me, so you should know it too," Xie Ran said lightly, "It's too late."

"Wait, I'll check my code." Meng Fei paused, "There really is this one."

He sighed, "It seems that I have evolved again without knowing it."

Xie Ran: "..."

Obviously, his system learned a mess on the Internet again.

Judging from the posture of Meng Feixuan's expertly proposed P-picture, it is likely that she has been visiting too many small green books, live broadcast rooms and other beauty-affected areas.

Xie Ran pretended not to hear it, but Meng Feixuan seemed unsatisfied, and continued: "Sir, although your picture is perfect, it has no soul."

Xie Ran was silent for a moment: "Didn't you guide it?"

"It's me." Meng Feixuan was confident, "but I am an AI, and AI has no soul."

There is reason and evidence, Xie Ran was unable to refute it for a while.

"But you can still save it." Meng Feixuan said. To be precise, Xie Ran himself is indeed being rescued. The consciousness atom group that needs Xie Ran is also a soul in a sense returning to the original world.

Meng Feixuan broke the core code for Xie Ran’s emotional comprehension ability, “Sir, why don’t I tell you the urban story of the Old West Market, maybe it can help you understand the group feelings of art creators and the city.”

Xie Ran was non-committal, but she walked over to the guardrail and looked into the distance: "Just tell me."

"Then I'll start from where you are looking now." Meng Feixuan said halfway, and suddenly coughed, "Sir, please take your camera up and look at the place you are looking at. You still want to learn about Xinxi Building. Your floor story?"

Meng Feixuan relied on the camera to see everything, so Xie Ran didn't take a picture, so he dragged the camera at will, the lens facing the ground.

Xie Ran laughed and raised the camera again. Meng Feixuan said, "Okay, now we look at the same scenery. First look at the street on the far left. There are Chinese characters on it. Have you seen it?"

As if worried that Xie Ran couldn't see clearly, the camera automatically zoomed in, and the street on the left was adjusted to the center of the frame.

"That's it." Meng Feixuan's tone was a little disgusting. "The resolution of this spicy chicken lens is not high enough. Why don't I find the surveillance on that street and take a few screenshots and send it to you?"

Xie Ran: "...no need."

"That's great." Meng Feixuan gave up regretfully, and said without hesitation, "This street is the Chinatown of Old West Market. The earliest generation of Chinese here are overseas laborers who were deceived in the early twentieth century..."

Xie Ran rarely relaxes, leaning slightly against the half-height glass guardrail, with one hand in his trouser pocket, and the other holding the camera at will. The lens seems to be aimlessly facing the distance.

The wind in the Old West City brought the dampness of the coastal city, and the sky was bright blue. Meng Feixuan controlled the camera lens to look at different corners of the city. This is the scenery he and Xie Ran share.

Generally speaking, in this session, the guests will move around a lot, firstly to find inspiration, and secondly to let the program group have more material, so that they can have more shots.

It was the first time that the program crew encountered Xie Ran, standing motionless in one place for a long time.

Even worse, he stood for most of the day, and finally there was only one photo in the camera that he handed over to the staff, which was the one he took in the first place.

The staff and Fang Huiwang said at the same time: "..."

Looking at the picture taken by Xie Ran, the angle composition is not bad, but the problem is that this kind of bird's-eye view is everywhere on the Internet, and it's not an overwhelming type at all.

Xie Ran didn't care about their attitude, but Meng Feixuan snorted coldly: "Sir, I have captured their expressions from the camera... they look down on you!"

Xie Ran: "...really?"

"These people have really bad eyesight." Meng Feixuan cursed, "Although you don't have a soul, you can beat them with technology!"

Xie Ran couldn't tell whether Meng Feixuan was complimenting him or hacking him.

In the evening, the three groups of guests completed their tasks and returned to the hotel to meet again. They had a meeting to count everyone's current expenses, so that everyone could adjust their next task strategies.

There is no doubt that Xie Ran still unscrupulously took a taxi back.

Fang Huiwang was numb.

The sisters of the girl group were happy, and Chen Xiaoxuan happily settled the accounts: "Our accommodation last night was only 100, and the food was cheap. It was the first one to arrive today, with a bonus of 50 yuan..."

She calculated it, and finally found that it only cost more than sixty yuan to add accommodation for two people in one day, and there were about two thousand three thousand dollars left.

The senior group didn't get the bonus, plus the accommodation, and after one day, the funds were left with 22 thousand.

The female group sisters spent more than 100 dollars in the balance of the funds for the senior group!

Jiang Wei sighed: "It seems that this bonus is still very important."

Zhu Chuanjia decided to find balance from Xie Ran, looked at him and asked, "Xiao Ran, how much did you spend today?"

Xie Ran hadn't answered yet, Fang Huiwang chuckled softly, and said with some annoyance: "Don't mention it, Xiao Ran only spent two hundred and three."

Jiang Wei quickly calculated it: "Then add 400 room fees, you spent more than 600 today, so you still have about 3,000 outlays."

Although Three Thousand is still a bit ahead of them, but paying another night's room rate, this advantage is gone.

Meng Xixi has a straightforward personality and does not conceal his inner delight, and immediately said expectantly: "It seems that our team has a chance to win."

"You missed it." Just listen to Xie Ran suddenly speaking, "I still have two thousand profits today."

The other two groups of guests who were happily turned their heads back and gave a "clam". Zhu Chuanjia was inexplicably: "Where did you make the profit?"

"Stock market." Xie Ran said concisely, "Today's margin is 1.7, five times the leverage, and the stock is up 23 points."

With yesterday's profit, Xie Ran spent a lot of money, but the margin was 700 more than yesterday, and the final profit was about two thousand dollars.

Earn more than yesterday.

Jiang Wei's expression almost split: "Are you still trading stocks?"

Xie Ran: "I remember not breaking the rules."

Jiang Wei: "..."

It's not a violation, but they really didn't expect it. After all, other people earn money by labor, and they don't have time to work if they want to do tasks. Xie Ran is completely unaffected. While doing tasks, money is still making money.

Two thousand dollars was born in one day.

Thinking back to the fact that they had settled their accounts there just now, and it was accurate to single digits, I felt really sad.

"Sir, please have a meal." The waitress just delivered Xie Ran's dinner.

Still the most expensive package in the hotel.

Zhu Chuanjia comforted herself by pressing her chest: "It's okay, Xiaoran spent another hundred dollars to eat, we still have a chance."

Xie Ran looked up at him: "This is from the hotel manager."

Zhu Chuanjia screamed as if he was stepped on his tail: "Why would he give you such an expensive package?"

Xie Ran thought for a while: "Maybe it's because I paid him two hundred dollars a day."

other people:? ? ?

So Xie Ran pays more people than they earn?

Everyone was dark and shaky.

The author has something to say: Xiaoran: Thank you for your invitation.

Mark (righteous): Me, not a soul.

Others: Pupils earthquake.