The show was a big success, and the show was a big success.

With the help of the money of several female guests, the popularity of the show has been rising, and it has directly attracted the attention of the local government.

The government department directly sent people to connect with the projects they invested in.

In other words, after these projects have been led by the government, it is easier to get on the right track, plus entrepreneurial loans and financial support, resource allocation, etc.

It has given many villagers hope.

Many people called their children who were working outside, hoping that they would come back quickly.

The third weekend here was also the last two days before they were about to leave here.

The village at the foot of the Hope Primary School happened to be the one that received the most help.

The villagers were hospitable and invited everyone in the program team to have dinner together.

They used the highest local etiquette to entertain the guests to express their gratitude.

It was hard to refuse such a generous offer, so the director agreed to the villagers' request.

It was just right to broadcast this scene live, as a manifestation of positive energy, and it might even create a wave of popularity.

Everyone thought it was just a real banquet, but the villagers brewed their own wine one cup after another.

They said one set of good words after another, and there was no way to refuse.

Their enthusiasm was so intense that even the audience in the live broadcast room was scared.

"Damn! Today I finally saw what hospitality is!"

"I feel that the wine they brewed is delicious. I wonder if there is a link. I want to buy it."

"To be honest, I really didn't expect the program team to be able to achieve this point today. It directly promoted the agriculture, forestry, animal husbandry and fishery in this place! It's so capable!"

Fang Zhou drank until his face was flushed. Looking at the villagers' cheerful appearance, he simply stopped restraining himself and drank freely.

After all, he was sincerely happy.

"Come on, brother, I'll toast you another glass. Thank you for bringing us here and experiencing a different life. I feel like I've been elevated!"

Liu Hao is the kind of person who doesn't talk much normally, but becomes a chatterbox once he's drunk.

He put his arm around Fang Zhou's shoulders and insisted on continuing to drink with him, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that he was already drunk.

"That's enough. If you drink any more, your big tongue won't be able to hide it!"

Tang Wanyan looked at them with a smile. She was drinking fruit wine, which didn't have such a strong impact.

Zhang Zhiyin, who was standing by, patted Tang Wan and poured her another glass, saying softly, "It's rare to be so happy. Have another glass!"

Zhang Zhiyin was also drunk. The usually reserved female writer actually took the initiative to pull someone to drink.

Beside her was her brother Zhang Zihang, who never drank a drop of alcohol. He looked at his sister with a headache and gnashed his teeth.

"That's enough. I won't care if you go back and vomit later."

That said, but Zhang Zihang's eyes were still focused on his sister, paying attention to her movements at any time.

Suddenly, his pupils shrank, and he saw his sister sitting down next to Fang Zhou, pulling his hand to do an 18 touch.

"Hey, brother, you smell so good!"

"Are you hot wearing so many clothes? Let me help you take them off!"

Zhang Zhiyin's eyes were blurred, her cheeks were flushed, and she spoke in a delicate voice. She looked like an egg that had just been peeled, tender and tempting.

Fang Zhou was only half drunk, and his thinking consciousness was clear.

He was about to take Zhang Zhiyin's hand away, but someone was faster than him.

But the other person didn't pull Zhang Zhiyin away, but him.

Fang Zhou was dragged all over and almost fell off the stool.

Fortunately, he stabilized in time, but there was another person in his arms.

A closer look revealed that it was Chu Xinran who had not spoken for many days.

She threw herself into Fang Zhou's arms, like a young swallow darting into the forest, holding his waist with both hands, and her warm breath sprinkled on his neck, like a feather brushing, itchy.

"Brother, why don't you talk to me? You are too much."

Chu Xinran's head was on Fang Zhou's shoulder, and from behind it, it looked like she was leaning on him because of exhaustion.

Only Fang Zhou, the person involved, knew how tiring this posture was.

Hearing her accusation, Fang Zhou thought to himself: Don't you want to pay attention to me?

Every time he met her, he lowered his head and walked away, not giving her a chance to speak.

Moreover, Fang Zhou felt that it was not necessary to be the kind of ex who would never see each other again. If possible, it would be best to live in peace.

However, he still chose to comfort Chu Xinran.

"You are drunk."

As he said this, he took her off his body.

Pushing away, he wanted her to try to sit still.

But as soon as he pushed hard, Chu Xinran slid down and fell to the ground, sitting on her buttocks and refusing to get up.

She was obviously drunk.

"You are drunk, let the program team take you home."

"I don't want it! I'm not drunk!"

Chu Xinran, who was always well-behaved, actually started to make trouble.

She hugged Fang Zhou's calf and leaned on it like a koala.

She was still singing in her mouth: "I know it's all the moon's fault, that night is so beautiful and you are so gentle!"

Fang Zhou didn't know whether to laugh or cry. This song is a bit old, and it is also a song he likes very much. He must order it every time he goes to KTV.

It turns out that she likes this song too.

"Okay, okay, it's all the moon's fault, you should go back to sleep."

Fang Zhou tried to rescue his leg, but Chu Xinran hugged it too tightly and couldn't pull it out at all.

It's summer now, and everyone is wearing thin clothes, and the fabric of the clothes is almost non-existent.

As soon as he exerted force, he could feel two lumps of things swaying with him.

"Humph, I'm not drunk!"

Drunk people have a characteristic, they are stubborn and say they are not drunk.

Fang Zhou suddenly felt a little regretful. If he had known that Chu Xinran couldn't drink much, he shouldn't have let her drink.

Didn't she just drink a glass of fruit wine? How could she be the same as Han Xi?

Han Xi? No! Han Xi also drank!

Fang Zhou wanted to find Han Xi's figure after realizing it, and suddenly saw a frightening scene.

Han Xi and Qiao Sisi were pulling a Chinese rural dog, jumping left and right.

Behind them were Qi Le and Dong Donghui who volunteered to hold their mobile phones to illuminate and shake, trying to create an 857 atmosphere.

Wow, these two women are also very brave, they are not afraid of being bitten by dogs!

Not far away, there were the voices of Zhang Zhiyin and Tang Wan, the "two little bees".

An idiom popped up in his mind: a swarm of demons dancing wildly.

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