644: An Rao Is Not a Vase

An Rao Is Not a Vase

The prices in Continent O were already very high, and in addition, this was a famous tourist city. It was difficult to even buy a bag of bread in this place.1

What was even more devilish was that after the production team finished announcing the mission rules, they directly announced, "The mission begins now."

It was noon at the local time. Five hours had passed since the guests' last meal.

Everyone had thought that they could have a feast and a good sleep after arriving at the hotel. Now that they heard about this devil mission, their expressions changed.

"We haven't eaten yet. You have to let us eat first." Lin Xuan was very dissatisfied with the production team.

"I'm sorry, but you have to settle this meal yourselves."

The staff distributed the funds for the five Euro dollars to each group, and the program officially began recording.

[ Hahahahahaha, Lin Xuan's face is green. I'm dying of laughter. ]

[ This is a devilish program, right? Five euros. It's gone after buying bread. They actually have to earn money to eat, drink, and stay. The hotel they're staying at costs 500 euros a night. ]

[ From the looks of it now, Xia Wanyuan is the calmest one. I'm very looking forward to what kind of surprise this magical woman can bring me. That scene on the previous episode was simply stunning. ]

An Rao held the five euros in disdain and looked at Xia Wanyuan with a frown. "Let's not worry about earning money first. Sister, I'm so hungry. Let's find something to eat first."

On the plane just now, An Rao felt that the food on the plane was disgusting, so she did not eat much. Now, she was extremely hungry.

Although they only had five euros in their hands now, An Rao believed that as long as Xia Wanyuan, this Doraemon, was around, she would be able to eat a feast very quickly.

The three groups separated.

Ever since Zhang Xuan had been scammed to death by Lin Xuan the previous episode, the atmosphere in this episode was a little strange when he spoke to her. Lin Xuan was tired and hungry. She did not complain much because of the camera, but the impatience in her eyes could not be hidden.

Xia Wanyuan dragged her little tail, An Rao, in a very leisurely manner. This was a tourist city that was very famous in the world. The natural scenery and human culture were extremely beautiful. Xia Wanyuan and An Rao slowly walked along the streets.

Even though there was a difference in the aesthetic standards of the Central and Western countries, their exquisite facial features and unique temperament and beauty surpassed the boundaries of race. As the two of them walked, there were constantly people hitting on them, but in the end, they were all rejected by An Rao.

[ Emmmm, I always thought that An Rao was just a pretty face. Only today did I realize that not only does she know how to speak Y, but she also knows F language. Furthermore, her foreign language standard is much better than mine, a person from the foreign language school. ]

[ Boohoo, boohoo, I used to wonder why a big professor like Xia Wanyuan would play with An Rao. Now I understand. Cultured people will play together. Even good-looking people can play together. I want to talk about life with Nuwa. ]

The two of them walked along the street and arrived at a church. There were many tourists here.

Seeing Xia Wanyuan stand rooted to the ground, An Rao looked at her. "Sister, we need tickets to go in. We only have five euros. We can't do it. If you want to go in and play, I'll treat you to a game when we're done recording."

However, Xia Wanyuan shook her head. "You know F language. Go over and buy a brush with five euros and a bottle of water."

Although An Rao didn't know why Xia Wanyuan wanted to buy a brush, she trusted Xia Wanyuan fully and took the money to the small shop beside her without a word.

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