Fang Huiwang finally chose to surrender to Xie Ran again.

He would not give in. He wanted to be tough and insist on choosing a homestay, but Xie Ran didn't get in. He would definitely make it happen that he would stay in a homestay and stay in a five-star hotel by himself. This would be ugly and he would spend more money.

The other two groups of guests were already a little discouraged because of their economic backwardness. At this time, when they saw Xie Ran actually insisting on choosing a five-star hotel, hope suddenly arose in their hearts.

Although Xie Ran made a lot of money today, he couldn't stand his big efforts.

Jiang Wei and Zhu Chuanjia finally chose a homestay. After the election, they made some calculations on the spot. Jiang Wei said: "Our initial funds and wages are now 2,400 yuan. The room fee for five days is 75 yuan, and the room fee is 1,650 yuan after paying.

Xiao Ran and Xiao Fang team are now more than 3800, but the room fee is 2,000, which means more than 1,800 left. By this calculation, the gap between us is not very big."

"No." Zhu Chuanjia raised his eyebrows, "Xiao Ran spent a lot today. He had to pay for the taxi by himself. He just spent 100 yuan on dinner... so the remaining money should be about the same."

Meng Xixi and Chen Xiaoxuan's eyes lit up when they heard this. Meng Xixi said, "If we choose a convenient hotel, wouldn't the remaining money be more than Brother Ran?"

They just ate instant noodles and spent less.

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

Fang looked back: "..." Stop forgetting, his heart is bleeding!

Xie Ran was still unmoved, and his elbow was placed on the armrest of the sofa. He turned his head slightly and watched everyone gather together to calculate. The scene was a little sad.

In the headphones, Meng Feixuan's tone was very sighing: "Is this the world of poor people?"

Xie Ran thought for a while: "Probably?"

"Actually, it's quite a bit of fireworks." Meng Fei hovers for a moment, as if he's stuck, and as if he's learning to think about humans. Then he asked with no certainty, "It's called 'fireworks', right?"

Before Xie Ran could speak, he asked and answered himself: "I almost forgot, sir, don't worry, I will teach you when I learn it."

Xie Ran: "..."

I feel like I'm on the verge of failing the exam and testing it wildly.

Although the price of a five-star hotel is heart-inflicted, the advantages are also obvious. It is very close to the task gathering location and can be reached within 20 minutes of walking, which can save you a lot of transportation costs.

Fang looked back and comforted himself that he could arrive at the meeting place early tomorrow and strive to get the bonus for the first place arrival, as long as Xie Ran did not hold back.

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

Fang looked back for a moment of heat.

Is Xie Ran’s work and rest quality very good?

But that's fine. At least today's first place is stable. Fang Yingwang breathed a sigh of relief and shouted: "Xiao Ran, let's go to have a meal quickly and then set off."

"You can do it yourself." Xie Ran came out of the bathroom, wore a swimsuit, and put on a bathrobe casually, "I'll go swim."

Fang looked back: "…?

You still have to swim in this time of racing against time?

You won't really come on vacation, do you?

Fang Huiying suddenly became anxious: "Stop kidding, we are in a hurry now..."

Before he finished speaking, the door of the room slammed and Xie Ran didn't listen to him at all and had already left.

Fang Huiwang felt that his heart was hit hard again.

The follow-up team that happened to be carrying the camera: "..."

Xie Ran swam for half an hour before returning. Fang Hui looked so angry that he was completely distracted. He could only change his clothes in an orderly manner and eat breakfast. His posture was calm and elegant, with a calmness that no one could shake.

Fang looked back at the time and saw that there was no hope for the first time, so he gave up. He waited patiently for Xie Ran to finish his meal before he forced the corner of his mouth: "Can you go now?"

Xie Ran raised his eyelids, as if he didn't realize the displeasure in his words, so he just said "um" lightly, then raised his hand and called the waiter: "Please call me a taxi for me."

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

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

Now Fang looked back without asking, he could know what the second half of his sentence was - he could walk over, but Xie Ran would not change his mind anyway.

Fang Hui looked at a swear word that stuck in his throat and couldn't come out. He had never spent money so much in his life.

The two finally arrived at the meeting place by stepping on the spot, which was the latest. The other two groups not only got up early but also took some effort in transportation. The sisters from the girl group came over the bus. The senior group had a creative idea of ​​renting two bicycles. Not only was the low cost, but they could also be recycled, which was quite laborious.

When they learned that Xie Ran and the others lived so close, they actually came by a taxi. Everyone was surprised and secretly felt a little happy. It seemed that they were in vain yesterday. Just Xie Ran's flower method. Even if he took all the rewards for the next task, he would probably not be able to bear it.

It was the first time that the program team saw such a guest who spent money like a lot in the funding competition. They were a little dazed for a moment. If the other two groups of guests were not still frugal and simple, they would almost think that they were really a pure travel program.

After confirming that all the guests were here, the program team began to publish tasks.

The task of the next day was to each guest take a photo that represents the style of the old West City, and then the program team posted the photo to the official Weibo, and netizens voted to choose the one they thought they had taken the best.

The group with the highest number of votes in the final group can get a quest reward of 200 US dollars, the second place is 100 US dollars, and the last place is 50 US dollars.

This link is very interactive. Because the photos are not signed, no one knows who the photo is before the program is broadcast. While netizens vote, they can unscrupulously comment on the stars' aesthetic abilities, and it is particularly exciting when the answer is revealed.

In the first season, some fans laughed at a certain work without knowing it, and finally found out that the author was his idol, which brought great happiness to netizens.

After the mission was released, the guests began to take action and discussed where to go to film the scene.

Fang Huiwang and the studio were prepared for this link, and at this time they were confident and finally got better. So they went to ask Xie Ran first: "Xiao Ran, do you have any ideas?"

Xie Ran glanced at him: "Yes."

Fang Hui looked at him but didn't expect him to have a idea so quickly. He was surprised and asked, "Where do you want to take pictures?"

Xie Ran said: "New West Building."

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

Because New West Building is an open attraction, tourists' photos are everywhere on social networking sites, netizens have long been tired of seeing it.

Fang Huiying didn't expect Xie Ran to take many amazing photos, but the problem was that New West Building was located in the new commercial district, and was close to half a city from them now.

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

Xie Ran smiled and said, "Do you have any objections?"

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

How dare he have an objection? If there is one, it is just a breakup.

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

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

"The lens rotates the angle of thirteen degrees to the left, raises up by five points and one degree... There is still a little deviation, press down by zero point and five degrees... It's here." In the headphones, Meng Feixuan accurately reported the coordinates.

The cameras sent by the program team can be connected to the Internet, and Meng Feixuan will be there wherever there is a network.

While listening, Xie Ran accurately adjusted the lens of the camera in his hand. Finally, while Meng Feixuan confirmed, he also pressed the shooting button steadily and completed it in one go.

Meng Feixuan: "The angle is perfect, the light is a little worse, I'll try it."

Xie Ran: "No."

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

"I know that my logic is designed by me, so you should know too," Xie Ran said lightly, "too much is not enough."

"Wait, I'll check my code." Meng Fei hovers for a moment, "There's really this one."

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

Xie Ran: "..."

Obviously, his system has learned a lot of mess online again.

Judging from Meng Feixuan's skillful way of proposing p-pictures, it is likely that he is visiting too many small green books and live broadcast rooms and other beauty-hitting areas.

Xie Ran pretended not to hear it, but Meng Feixuan seemed not very satisfied and continued: "Sir, although your photos are perfect, they have no soul."

Xie Ran was silent for a moment: "Aren't you guided me?"

"It's me." Meng Feixuan was righteous, "But I am ai, ai is just soulless."

It is reasonable and well-founded, but Xie Ran could not 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 group of consciousness atoms that need Xie Ran, which is also a soul in a sense, returns to the original world.

Meng Feixuan also messed up the core code for Xie Ran's emotional understanding. "Sir, why not tell you the city story of Old West City, which may help you understand the group relationship between art creators and cities."

Xie Ran didn't comment, but he simply walked to the guardrail and looked into the distance: "Tell me."

"Then let me start with where you are looking now." Meng Feixuan said halfway and suddenly coughed lightly, "Sir, please pick up the camera and look at the place you are looking at, or do you want to know the floor story of the New West Building?"

Meng Feixuan relies on the camera to see things. When Xie Ran didn't take a photo, he pulled the camera at will, and the lens was facing the ground.

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

As if he was worried that Xie Ran would not be able to see clearly, the lens screen would automatically enlarge and adjust a street on the left to the center of the screen.

"It's here." Meng Feixuan said a little disgusted, "The resolution of this spicy shot is not high enough. Why don't I find the surveillance of that street and send it to you?"

Xie Ran: "...no need."

"That's good." Meng Feixuan gave up regretfully, and then said slowly, "This street is the Chinatown of Old West City. The earliest generation of Chinese here was an overseas laborer who was deceived in the early 20th century..."

Xie Ran rarely relaxed. He leaned slightly against the half-person-high glass guardrail, with one hand in his trouser pocket and the other hand holding the camera casually. The camera seemed to be aimlessly facing the distance.
To be continued...