The so-called reality show is nothing more than a real person acting according to the script.

I remember in my previous life, when one of Su Bai's friends was indignant about the shady scenes that broke out of the reality show, Su Bai replied to her like this.

Of course, it doesn't mean that as long as it is a reality show, there must be shady and premeditated, but the conflicts between stars are often arranged under the design of the director team. For example, putting two celebrities with the wrong temper together, waiting for a conflict to break out, or deliberately putting a pair of men and women together, showing CP abuse dogs in all directions.

In fact, Blue Star is also such a urine.

The Shi Shao Cup Competition has always been known for its fairness, backed by Shanshi culture, and the judges are all big bulls in the literary world, and the manipulation of the promotion list for the sake of drama probably won't happen, but it may not be the case in life and activities outside the results.

Su Bai didn't know until this time that his roommate was the second place in the preliminary round of the Shi Shao Cup.

The first and second places in the Shi Shao Cup competition were directly assigned to an apartment, and a camera was specially installed in the living room of the apartment, saying that this was a coincidence?

Ghost Believe......

"Hello number one, I'm number two. ”

At the moment when Su Bai's eyes rolled, the young man stretched out his right hand and added, "My name is Jian Qiu, and I'm from Hukou. ”

On the surface, he smiled politely and decently, but he didn't feel angry in his heart.

There are more people who have been cheated by him and then come to seek revenge, and there are more people who are ten times more fierce than Jian Qiu and say that they want him to look good.

Choked on such a simple sentence, and Su Bai sounded no different from greetings such as "good morning, thank you, goodbye" in Dakeng, so as not to make him angry.

"Oh, hello Jian Qiu. ”

Su Bai restrained his thoughtful look, and in the blink of an eye, his face was full of smiles, and he politely put down the instant noodle bag and reached out to hold it.

"The battle is big enough, but it's not a big deal to be a little hairy child. ”

He analyzed in his heart: "After all, he is also a literary boy who won the second place in the preliminary round of the Shi Shao Cup, and he should always be a little proud of himself, and he is just provocative in words, probably he will not tear his face and hold on to it." ”

"It's okay to pit him now, but it's really cheap for the program team not to mention it, which hinders me from hiding the essence of the pit. ”

Su Bai thought that Jian Qiu was just talking, but the next words of the person in front of him broke his thoughts.

Jian Qiu glanced at the plastic bag thrown on the sofa: "You bought instant noodles again?"

"Yesterday it was instant noodles, and today it is convenient vermicelli," Su Bai replied casually, "I didn't eat dinner, so I made up for it." ”

Hearing that it was a convenient fan, Jian Qiu's eyes narrowed.

He looked at the white instant noodle bag with the eyes of a cockroach or a dead mouse, and a look of disgust appeared on his face.

"Instant noodles, convenient for fans, you can actually eat this kind of garbage?"

He frowned, turned to Su Bai and asked sympathetically, "Are you poor in your family so you have no money to eat?"

Well?

Directly taunted in the face.

Now it's interesting.

……

It has been proven that some special staffing arrangements do work.

And on the first day of the Shi Shao Cup competition, when the chief and second seats faced each other for the first time, the conflict that the program team was expecting had already occurred.

It's just that Su Bai, who declared war with a knife hidden in his smile, didn't care, but he directly asked the cheeky question "Are you poor so you have no money to eat?"

When Jian Qiu frowned, Su Bai was actually frowning in his heart.

"It's a big night, it doesn't stop. ”

"As your imaginary enemy, I just want to take advantage of the schedule of the Shao Cup and get a homework-free buff. ”

"If it's a group of people, it's just a group of people, and it's too boring to arrange a wave for an opponent whose level of intimidation is lower than that of elementary school students. ”

Then deal with it in the simplest way.

Facing Jian Qiu's seemingly serious question, Su Bai suddenly smiled.

"Yes, my family is really poor and can't afford to eat. ”

Jian Qiu showed a regretful expression similar to asking someone's relatives who had passed away: "Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't expect you to really ......"

"But it doesn't matter, if you don't have money to eat, I'll treat you. ”

He looked at Su Bai's eyes and invited seriously: "Let's drink porridge and eat biscuits together, the porridge I boiled myself, the biscuits that were freshly baked in the afternoon, are better than you eating garbage." ”

Hearing such an answer, Su Bai felt even more bored.

Sure enough, it was the snake with the stick, or the lowest snake with the stick.

Just now, I was looking forward to this literary teenager coming back with a flash of inspiration, quoting scriptures or talking eloquently to surprise himself.

It's a pity, it's really a hopeless stupid writer.

"Thank you, you're welcome. He said with a sly voice.

"Yes, you don't have to be polite to me, there are bowls in the kitchen, you can bring them and get them yourself. ”

Jian Qiu smiled at him and sat back on the sofa, grabbed a sofa cushion and leaned back to adjust a comfortable position.

He picked up the bowl and spoon, picked up the half-eaten biscuits, and pushed the plate with a pile of biscuits towards the center of the coffee table, and then he waved his hand at the shadow reader, and the half-read text was reflected in the air.

That's all there is to it?

It's so deep and smooth, and it's natural and casual, what is the number of roads?

Su Bai sat down on another sofa, unceremoniously took one from the biscuit plate, and took a bite.

The biscuits are crispy and creamy, and they are made with cookies, which melt in your mouth and are just the right amount of sweetness and oiliness.

"As a teenager, the biscuits made in one afternoon are pretty good. ”

"It's a pity that this child's IQ is all on cooking?"

He took out his phone, found an e-book that he had seen halfway, and turned on the hanging function of his phone, which he had been not used to.

The hanging shadow that comes with the phone can present a light curtain above the phone for reading.

Su Bai weakened the light of the hanging shadow, and the light curtain showed a translucent effect, and under the obscuration of the light curtain, Su Bai slightly lowered his head to examine the young man sitting opposite him.

Jian Qiu leaned on the sofa with a porridge bowl in his hands, slightly raised his head to face the light curtain in front of him, the light on the screen reflected his pupils, and his eyes moved quickly with the order of reading, at least it seemed to be focused.

It's not ordinary people who can be so bold and tear their faces as soon as they meet, I'm afraid it won't end here.

What's next?

Quoting scriptures?ginseng attack?Or just use a rare, small language like the Republic of Labrador Chinese to make me lose my temper?

Jian Qiu's appearance is not good, and there is a camera above his head to watch, so he doesn't have to worry about opening his arms and doing it directly.

Su Bai stuffed the last small piece of the first biscuit into his mouth, secretly thinking, the corresponding solutions were also listed in his mind, and he waited boredly.

ps:I've been addicted to S7 recently.,I'm sorry everyone.,Call for the puppy.,Why does everyone call him a puppy instead of a dog god?