[Where is the photographer? Where is the photographer! quick! Show me the camera on Director Jian's painful face! I'm waiting for screenshots! ! !]
The photographer has learned the true biography of Jian Chenglang, as long as it can increase the popularity of the show and make the show popular, let him shoot anything.
So, the audience said so, and he did too.
Then, the audience saw that Jian Chenglang was dragged away by the cold-faced Jian Yi.
Jian Chenglang was quick-witted, and with a "plop", he half-kneeled in front of his brother, and said with a bitter face:
"Hey, brother, calm down, I have no choice but to look at the program groups of the variety shows in the past, which one is a man, if I don't cheat you, I'm sorry for the three 'program groups' Words! And I'm also doing it for the good of the show... Awow, brother, you're serious... You don't hit people in the face! If I'm disfigured, how can I flirt... No, brother, ah, I... "
The word "哉" has not yet been uttered.
Jian Chenglang thought that this was recording a program, so he couldn't say it was dirty, so he just held back, clutching his beaten stomach, and said:
"I, I... I really can't help it, brother, even if you kill me now, I can't help it. This has already been decided. If it is changed, let the people above know. I can't afford to go around... "
Lu Jun said calmly, "Go and change it, I can let you go around."
Jian Chenglang: "..."
Damn, he forgot, the biggest benefactor's father is here.
Qu Sinian smiled at him, hiding a knife in his smile: "Director Jian, it's better to be sensible, right?"
Jian Chenglang: "..."
Zhang Dazhuang waved his fist and said earnestly:
"Xiaolang, life is more important than the show. After all, there is only one life, but there can be many shows. Make a proper compromise. It's good for you and us... Don't know what's good!"
Jian Chenglang: "..."
The last sentence is the key! !
Facing the intimidation and threats of the four evil forces, Jian Chenglang gritted his teeth, was tenacious and unyielding, and would not change his life or death.
at last…
He clutched his stomach in pain, and came back with a bruised nose and a swollen face.
The producer looked at him pale and crumbling, and was immediately shocked: "Director, are you okay?"
Jian Chenglang raised his hand and gave her an OK gesture, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a wicked smile that turned all living beings upside down:
"Don't worry, they are not my opponents, everything is under my control."
Producer:"… "
You don't look like it's all under your control.
[If I hadn't just seen Director Jian almost being beaten to tears by Lu's father and the others, I would have believed his nonsense!]
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[Hahaha, Director Jian is like a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water. He has been beaten like that, and he still refuses to change. If Dad Lu and the others stopped midway, Director Jian might really be beaten and disabled.]
[Director Jian is also working too hard, he is using his life to change the game!]
[Haha From a thick-skinned point of view, Father Lu and the others are indeed no match for Director Jian!]
In this way, with Jian Chenglang fighting with his life and Lu Junhan and the others not wanting to make the scene too bloody, the rules of the game did not change in any way.
However, although the rules of the game cannot be changed, there are still many operable places.
for example-
Before the game started, Qu Sinian squatted down, and said earnestly to Qu Qianqian who was sucking chocolate:
"Baby, if those people show you some pictures later, if it's a chicken, you'll say 'woof' once, if it's a dog, you'll say 'woof' twice, if it's a pig, you'll say 'woof' three times Voice… "
In this way, Qu Sinian talked about a lot of animals, and finally, he smiled at Qu Qianqian's clean and clear black eyes, and said with a smile:
"That's it, it's very simple, baby, do you remember?"
Qu Qianqian tilted her head and thought for a while, under Qu Sinian's expectant eyes.
She said seriously, "Dad, can I have another chocolate?"
Qu Sinian: "..."
Over there, Zhang Dazhuang was also dying. He rubbed his hands and said with a smile:
"Stinky boy, your father and I treat you well, right?"
Zhang Yiming buried his head in playing with the Transformers toy he just bought, with a serious expression on his face.
Zhang Dazhuang said:
"When we play the game later, remember to try to lip-shape your father, you know?"
Zhang Yiming was still playing with great concentration.
Zhang Dazhuang: "Although your father and I can't speak with lips, our father and son are related to each other. The blood relationship is clearly stated there. If you tell me, I will know for sure!"
Zhang Yiming kept his ears shut and only wanted to play with toys.
Zhang Dazhuang looked at him, slapped his little butt hard, and cursed: "You brat! I'm talking to you! Did you hear what I just said?"
Zhang Yiming was disturbed by him, and he yelled irritably without raising his head: "I know, I know! When we play the game later, I will play Transformers for you!"
Zhang Dazhuang: "..."
The audience in the live broadcast room almost went crazy with laughter.
Jian Yi's side is not much better.
Originally, Jian Yi planned to let nature take its course, but seeing that Qu Sinian and Zhang Dazhuang were making the last effort, after thinking about it, he also lightly told Jian Xiyan a few words.
Jian Yi: "If you want to draw later, remember to draw the words you see."
Jian Xiyan can't speak, so the first two guesses can only be conveyed by the other three little guys, but the last chance can be manipulated by Jian Xiyan.
Jian Xiyan knows a lot of characters, and in a short period of time, he almost has a photographic memory. Basically, even if he doesn't recognize the character at a glance, he can still write it down.
The last chance, although it is to draw the things represented by the words, but children's drawings are very abstract, and it is normal for them to not understand. If the drawing looks like a word, it is not a foul.
When Jian Xiyan first started writing, the characters were big and ugly, like ghostly drawn symbols.
It took Jian Yi a long time to get used to it before she could barely understand what he wrote.
But after a long time, now even if the words written by Jian Xiyan are abstract and look like a painting, Jian Yi can still see what the words are.
Therefore, Jian Yi put her mind on the last chance.
When Jian Xiyan draws the characters, others may not be able to understand what they are, but he can recognize them at a glance.
It's a loophole in the rules.
Before, Jian Chenglang and the people in the program group were afraid that they would not understand and understand the rules of the game, so they went on the field in person and showed them how to play the next game for these little guys.
I demonstrated it about two or three times, and the little ones really understood it as if they were watching a cartoon.
Therefore, Jian Xiyan knew that the last chance was for them to draw.
Hearing this, Jian Xiyan frowned, drew a picture on the writing board, and wrote:
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