Seeing that the staff of the program team were snickering, Xiang Yu could already have a premonition of what the shooting effect presented in front of him would be like.

"Look here...... Look here again. ”

The assistant director enthusiastically helped Xiang Yu look through the picture.

So, Xiang Yu saw it...... Wenyin's face turned pale...... Smell the sound of the flower is discolored...... Screaming in shock......

And myself, wearing a hood, there a little!

Xiang Yu: ......

Suddenly figured out why Wenyin was angry when he saw the hood.

I also understand how she was scared unconscious.

"It's a good shot, put it in the show, and the ratings will definitely explode!" The assistant director was full of confidence in the final effect of the show.

In this case, are you sure that Wenyin will not be angry?

After all, it is something that damages her image.

Before I came, I checked the information to Yu and learned that Wen Yin was the father of the gold owner of the "Masked Kitchen God Competition" program, and if the program team really wanted to do this, it would offend people a lot.

The assistant director also seemed to have concerns, and said to himself while watching the playback, "The father of the gold owner invested money in the program team just for the advertising effect." As long as the ratings go up and generate a certain degree of topicality, she should ...... Don't be angry. ”

"Probably so. Xiang Yu casually agreed.

The more he thought about it, the more bottomless he became, the assistant director simply took out a cigarette and lit it, thought about it left and right, and finally took out the determination of the oil pot on the knife mountain and the oil pot, and smashed the cigarette butt fiercely, "I will communicate with her personally!"

That's for the best.

There is no such thing as Xiang Yu, no matter what the final fate of the local chicken is, he can be regarded as returning it to the program team.

glanced at the hood, did not achieve the goal, but angered Wenyin because of the "surprise" he prepared, and Xiang Yu was not happy in his heart.

"It would be better to prepare a bouquet of flowers if you knew earlier!"

hating his straight man mentality, he grabbed the hood from the basket and threw it on the tree stump next to him: "Don't do it!"

Then, he rode away in style, reflecting all the way.

As for the hoods that were dropped......

In the shadows, a hand suddenly reached over, picked up the hood and held it in his arms.

Lewd laughter came from under the shadows: "Hey, hey, it's very useful for me to pick up a good thing." ”

…………

"Why?"

Xiang Yu was thinking when he locked the car.

"Why?"

I was also thinking about it when I took the key to open the door.

"Why the hell, my plan is so unbearable, so failed?"

When I entered the house, I naturally thought about it.

When I met him, I saw Lao Xiang putting his hands on Comrade Yuan Hongmei's shoulders by means of lighting.

"Hongmei, look, my garlic seedlings are thicker than ordinary garlic seedlings, look at this length again. When the garlic sprouts are ready, come to me for dinner, and I will cook you a dish. ”

"Stir-fried meat with garlic sprouts?"

"Sweet and sour tenderloin. ”

"It's fine. ”

The atmosphere between the two of them was just right, especially Lao Xiang, who didn't find out that his son had come back at all.

What else can he do, if he is dissatisfied, he can only hold back.

Sneaking back to his room, Xiang Yu sighed: Look at Lao Xiang and Lao Yuan, it's sweet and sweet. Looking at himself again, careful preparation failed to win the favor of the beauty, and once again scared the beauty and fainted.

"Hey, failure. ”

Xiang Yu patted his forehead with a headache, and before he thought about it, he just touched Bai Wenxin's hair, which made her secretly agree, and Liu Yingying pasted it without doing anything.

But in the face of hearing the sound, there is a feeling that I don't know where to start. She was so active, and she didn't move.

Looking at Lao Xiang and Lao Yuan, and He Meimei, I really envy others.

………………

"Ahhhh

Wenyin woke up from a nightmare, his eyes looking around in horror.

"Miss, you're awake. After dutifully guarding all night, Hu Ke, who was dozing off, was woken up by the scream of the sound and quickly wiped the saliva from his mouth.

"I'm ...... Is it in ...... Home?"

After making sure that he was not picked up by the bull head, Wen Yin wiped the cold sweat on his face: Fang Cai's dream was really terrible. The head of the bull from the underworld lit a soul-attracting lamp to take her to the other side of the Santu River......

And the reason why I have this dream......

Thinking back to the terrifying picture she saw before she fainted, especially the culprit who caused her to roll her eyes and faint at the end, Wen Yin clenched her fists, and the green tendons on the back of her hands burst out.

"Iron pillar, iron pillar again, damn iron pillar!"

In anger, he picked up the pillow on the bed and fell wildly, tossing for a while, but still unrelieved.

"He did it on purpose, he must have deliberately wanted me to make a fool of myself in front of the camera!"

Hu Ke was frightened by the state of hearing the sound, and he didn't dare to approach for a long time, and as soon as he was reminded by her words, he thought that there was something that he didn't have a chance to report.

"Miss, the assistant director of the program group of "Masked Kitchen God Competition" has called, saying that there is something important to discuss with you. ”

She was frightened and had to talk to her about work.

Work work, what's so good about work - what was once so enthusiastic, now I just feel bored.

Bang!

Throwing the pillow out heavily, Wen Yin, who was so out of shape for the first time, shouted: "Won't he make up his own mind?

felt that it was not appropriate to stay here for a long time, Hu Ke replied again and again, "I'll go and call the assistant director back!"

Seeing that he was about to slip away, he was stopped by Wen Yin suddenly: "You stop me!"

Hu Ke Khan came down, obviously scared to death, and had to maintain a smirk on his face, "Miss, if you have any orders, just say it." ”

"I ...... Isn't the props I set up really scary?"

Only after hearing the sound did he realize that Hu Ke's previous words were right, due to the different growth backgrounds, the Crusu props may not be scary to Xiang Yu.

From his admiring eyes, it was clear that he was just looking at an exhibition of monster figures.

It's a pity that she was stubborn at the beginning and ended up like this.

However, even if the decision is wrong, in order to maintain her dignity, Wen Yin will never admit it, she quickly changed her words: "It must be that Tiezhu's brain circuit is different from that of normal people, so he will not feel scary!"

It's so dangerous - Hu Ke is glad that he left time to think carefully, so he didn't blurt out the truth.

The eldest lady is like this, so stubborn that she is unwilling to admit the mistakes she has made.

That's it, as long as your body is fine.

Soon, Wen Yin once again fell into thinking about how to punish Xiang Yu.

Ever since he was framed as a kidnapper by the iron pillar, Wenyin has a habit every late at night.

"How the hell is he going to be punished?"

I was thinking when I took the tranquilizer.

"How exactly are you going to punish him?"

I also think about it when I drink milk before bed.

"What the hell do I have to do to get rid of the resentment in my heart!"

While taking a bath, Wenyin was still thinking about the same question......