Of course, breakfast is not the most important thing. What is important is that through breakfast they can clearly know the popularity of their entire day yesterday and adjust their strategy accordingly.
These big stars have experienced it all, and nothing is more important than growing their popularity.
Seeing that there was still one person missing, Fan Lan said, "Han Mei hasn't come out yet, call him out."
Zhang Jiamin nodded, turned around and went into the tent.
Han Mei came out not long after. His hair was a little messy, revealing his sharp brows, which made his delicate facial features look much tougher.
The live broadcast screen was filled with fans' praise.
Yang Jia subconsciously touched his slightly haggard face.
Some things really can't be compared with young people. Their faces are full of collagen, and they look so young, but her own face...
But she soon remembered Meng Yao. It was said that Meng Yao always wore heavy makeup. Today, there were no cosmetics for her to put on, so her skin must be in very bad condition.
What celebrities fear most is comparison, but as long as there is Meng Yao at the bottom, she is not the worst.
Meng Yao was awakened by the program crew. She was acting alone, so naturally she had no companions.
The tent Meng Yao had set up was a standard tent that only allowed one person to enter. The camera couldn't capture her sleeping state, and the director couldn't crawl in either, so he could only take a photo of her calves: "Meng Yao, wake up, it's time for you to get breakfast."
Meng Yao looked sleepy. She straightened up and said in a tone that was obviously irritable: "Who would get up so early for no reason? It's not even daybreak outside! Don't bother me."
When recording the show, even if the artists don't like being in front of the camera, they have to keep to themselves.
But this was the first time the director had seen someone open her eyes in a daze and argue seriously like Meng Yao did.
"The sun has already come out. If you don't believe me, come out and take a look. Today's breakfast is pretty good!"
Meng Yao asked him, "What time is it?"
"It's already eight o'clock."
"It's only eight o'clock. Have breakfast at eight o'clock? That's too early. Go eat. No need to call me."
What Meng Yao said was beyond the director’s comprehension. Getting up at eight o’clock to eat... is actually very early
After Meng Yao finished saying this in a daze, she lay down again at a speed that was astonishing.
The camera has started working. Although it cannot capture Meng Yao herself, it can capture the back of the director who is extremely humble and sad in front of the camera.
[Meng Meng: I am dying of laughter. Being a director is such a difficult job!]
[Phuket Island: Hahahaha, Meng Yao is so cute when she stays in bed. Although I can’t see her face, her sleepy voice is so cute!]
[Good Luck: What we are saying is that Meng Yao is like a completely different person. It's incredible. Or did I misunderstand the previous Meng Yao...?]
[Hu Li Hu Tu: I agree. If I don’t look up the previous scandals, I can’t even remember what kind of person Meng Yao was before…]
[You little waist-like girl: Three seconds of silence for the director, just three seconds, not a second more (indifferent)]
In response to the director's persistent call, Meng Yao finally slowly opened her eyes.
The director almost cried with joy. Usually, artists are polite and approachable for the sake of show effects. So he dared to swear that Meng Yao was definitely the most difficult artist he had ever worked with, no doubt about it.
"Stop talking, my head is buzzing."
When Meng Yao arrived, the other five people had been there for a long time.
Everyone had a small stool to sit on, which seemed extremely desolate in the cold and windy environment of the deserted island. It was also said that after distributing breakfast, the program crew had to take back the six small stools.
But Meng Yao soon put her legs down, because there was nothing to lean on on the stool. She felt pain in her waist after just stretching her legs for a while.
But to be honest, this little stool is pretty good. At least it is much more comfortable than that pile of prickly hay.
Suddenly feeling uncomfortable being stared at by someone, Meng Yao looked over and found that it was Han Mei who was sitting next to her.
Han Mei moved her lips, and finally said: "There are weeds in your hair."
"Oh." Meng Yao responded calmly, and then pulled the weeds off her head.
"Anything else?"
Han Mei's eyes swept across her black hair: "No more."
He immediately turned his head back.
The man had rare good hair but looked sloppy and didn't care about it. It was the first time he met such a strange person.
Han Mei's originally messy hair has been tidied up. He is a person who pays great attention to his own image, whether he is in front of the camera or not.
Yang Jia also looked away with an unhappy look on her face. If the crew had not taken away all their belongings, she would really have suspected that Meng Yao had secretly gone to touch up her makeup without their knowledge. How could someone's face be so flawlessly beautiful
Or... Meng Yao's cosmetics last longer
The tour guide appeared in front of everyone again: "Hahaha, long time no see, I am your tour guide. If you are not depressed by the torture of this deserted island, you should remember that our last conversation was yesterday."
Li Jin asked, "Should we start distributing breakfast?"
The tour guide nodded and said, "Yes, everyone should remember our rules. This breakfast is distributed according to your popularity competition yesterday. The guest with the highest popularity will have a luxurious breakfast, and the second place will have a slightly inferior breakfast. This method will be used to continue. If it is the last place..."
The tour guide smiled and said, "I believe this breakfast will be unforgettable for you."
Everyone was listening to the tour guide's speech attentively, except Meng Yao, who was dozing off like a chicken pecking at rice.
Fan Lan asked worriedly, "Will everyone have breakfast? Even the last person?"
"Yes, the last one will get breakfast too."
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, as long as they had breakfast.
[FaFaFa: Hurry up, hurry up, stop wasting time talking about the rules! ]
[Meimei: I’m really looking forward to it. My Meimei will definitely be number one!]
[YY: Meng Yao’s looks are so good, her mental state is the worst, but her beauty is the highest!!]
[Crazy Avocado: After one day, I am almost turning against Yang Jia and Li Jin fans…]
The tour guide was very satisfied with the relieved expressions of the crowd, after all, there were always surprises to come. Of course, he ignored the expression of Meng Yao who was taking a nap.
"It seems that the audience can't wait any longer. I won't waste any more time. Next, I will talk about the popularity rankings of the six guests yesterday."
The tour guide and the director are two different people. The tour guide is the host of the variety show, and the director is the director.
(End of this chapter)