The better the director treats Xiangyi, the uglier the assistant director's expression will be.
Does this count as slapping him in the face in public
He didn't like Xiangyi, so he went against him
…
At the end of the first round of the competition, Xiangyi won the first place, a mysterious item, and a small gold medal.
She took it apart and looked at it, then put it back in her pocket calmly.
As for Xu Tumi, she won the last place, and she doesn't even have a hair. Maybe she will be scolded by the audience when the show is broadcast.
Thinking of the last time a black fan scolded her for being bald, Xu Tumi felt so wronged, like an eggplant beaten by frost, her whole body wilted.
suddenly.
There is a golden shadow in front of my eyes.
"For you." Xiangyi said casually.
She is usually tolerant of good-looking people.
Moreover, Xu Tumi looked like he was about to cry, whether it was because of his tutoring or his face control, Xiangyi couldn't remain indifferent.
Xu Tumi sniffed, her voice tinged with a little milky sound: "Is it really for me?"
"En." Xiangyi nodded.
The truth is, I left in a hurry today and forgot to bring sugar...
She still feels a little regretful that her ancestral candy making skills can't be used.
Xu Tumi glanced at the medal, then at the tip of his toes, and then at the medal, repeating it several times, vividly and vividly expressing his desire and embarrassment.
Xiangyi seemed to have seen through her, and directly stuffed the medal into her hand.
"I'm going to draw the arrow."
Xu Tumi stared blankly at her back.
The arrows they shot before were still crooked on the archery target. With so many arrows, pulling them out became a laborious task, but it seemed to be an easy task for Xiangyi. Pulled it out.
Flowing Little Fresh Meat also came over to try it, but he couldn't pull it out in a daze, and he succeeded after exhausting all his strength.
The corners of Xu Tumi's mouth curled up, and he put the medal in his pocket securely.
…
The recording is over.
The second round of missions was set as a live-action CS. To change venues, the artists got into the nanny vans and raced against time to rest.
Sister Yan is still trying to brainwash Xu Tumi: "Mi, that Xiangyi just looks uneasy and kind, and wants to catch your attention! Think about giving gold medals to a man, isn't it? Greasy? She doesn't want to set up some kind of Alpha master attacking character, don't fall for her tricks!"
Xu Tumi was playing with the small gold medal. The props of the show were exquisitely made, as if they were real gold. She absent-mindedly said, "Don't you think that I am destined to be with her?"
Sister Yan:
"My black fans call me bald, and her nickname is Rabbit, you see, this is simply fate!"
Sister Yan:? ?
"Hey, you know, she really smells good, her hair smells good, her clothes smell good, and her body smells good too, no, I have to ask what body lotion she uses..." Xu Tumi bowed her head and gave Xiangyi sent a wechat.
Sister Yan: "..."
... All right, she shouldn't have had any expectations of this fool! Not a cent should be there! !
…
Everyone rushed to the real CS venue and took a rest.
Fans of Liuliu Xiaoxianrou and Xu Tumi have prepared food trucks to support them. One serves snacks such as chicken fried steak and curry fish balls, and the other serves beverages such as lemonade and milk tea.
There were cheers at the scene.
When you are tired from work, food is the most healing thing.
The assistant director gulped down the fish balls, and mumbled vaguely: "Tsk tsk, then who doesn't even have a support, it's really miserable to be mixed up like this."
The voice did not fall...