The smile on Jin Ming's face concealed her stiff expression, "Sir, you are really interesting, no wonder you can draw so many interesting stories!" Then compete with the mascot of our program team, if our duck loses, we will invite the audience to come up and challenge you." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Suddenly, a crazy scream broke through the sky again, "Sir, choose me", "Sir, choose me, choose me......"

The fans present knew as soon as they heard it that this was an interactive link arranged by the program team. The clumsy-looking big yellow duck is obviously only responsible for pure funny.

The props staff had already brought up the ping-pong table and sent two pairs of rackets to follow the ball.

"Because of the limited space, there is no way to swim, but table tennis is also our national sport. Jin Ming smiled and vacated the place for them.

Lin Rong had already twisted his buttocks, stepped forward and stretched out a duck paw, held the racket, and then swung it into the air a few times, then squatted slightly, and prepared to catch the ball very seriously.

Viscount Huang held the racket in his hand, bounced a few times on the table with a ping pong ball in the other, and then turned his head to look at Jin Ming, "Then I'll start?"

Jin Ming made a little girl's expectant look and nodded cutely.

After the laughter, the fans turned their attention back to the center of the stage.

However, their sharpest eyes didn't see where the ball that was still on the table tennis table just now went.

According to the plan, Jin Mingshi was going to be the referee, but she was also a little dumbfounded now, "Ball, ball?"

Not to mention her, even Lin Rong, who was holding a racket and preparing to make a big move, only saw Viscount Huang swing the racket, and then the ball disappeared.

The prop master hurried to the bottom of the stage and brought another one.

This time everyone stared at it intently, and this time everyone saw it clearly.

Seeing Viscount Huang make a quick attack without hesitation, this table tennis ball rushed to the props group five meters away with lightning speed.

The audience was silent.

Lin Rong stretched out his duck paw and wiped his eyes, thinking that he was dazzled.

"Hehe, it seems that our lord is not very good at table tennis, or is he deliberately releasing water for our big yellow duck?" Jin Ming's laughter was a little pale, "Why don't you try other projects, we also have a shot ready ~"

"Every girl has watched the handsome shooting of the school grass in high school, right? People say that if you want to be popular with girls, you must master the skill of shooting. ”

Viscount Huang hugged the basketball, then snapped it and threw it to the ceiling.

The second half of Jin Ming's words were directly stuck in his throat, not only him, but even the fans below the audience were stunned......

Ma Ji next to him didn't dare to continue looking, he hid far away with his head in his hands, and didn't dare to stand on the edge of Chang Mingchun with low pressure.

It's really miserable, I can't imagine what kind of effect the show will have when it is broadcast.

Chang Mingchun couldn't bear it anymore, "Stop, rest the audience!"

Lin Rong suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, she didn't know how to behave cutely, no matter how stupid she was, she couldn't stay at this Yellow Viscount!

As soon as he shouted to stop, Chang Mingchun couldn't help but run onto the stage, "What sports are you good at?

Viscount Huang still had that calm expression, completely unaware of how big the stage he had just smashed, he put his hands in his pockets, and nodded towards Chang Mingchun.

Usually Chang Mingchun's temper is very hot, but now he almost got angry with his brain, "What do you mean by nodding! Football, basketball, badminton, running, push-ups, even if it's shuttlecock kicking!

The matter of being on the show is about your love and my willingness.

Even if it is a big-name star who is on a variety show, he has to cooperate with the program team to do some pre-determined live games, or be ridiculed and sarcastic.

This is for the variety show effect of the show, and also to improve the popularity of the artists themselves.

However, apparently this time they had a strange treat.

Viscount Huang glanced at Chang Mingchun strangely, "I can paint, don't you know this?"

Chang Mingchun almost spat and choked himself to death, "It's for you to interact with the audience! Interaction! With the sports style you are best at!"

"I'm not good at it. Viscount Huang looked at Chang Mingchun with a look of what you are doing, "I can only draw comics, didn't I say it before?"

Ma Ji couldn't help but lean on me at the moment, and Jin Ming felt that it was dark in front of him when he stepped on high heels.

Seeing that the deputy director and host of the program team were about to run away, Lin Rong quickly swayed and swayed out, "Then draw, let's draw comics." ”

"Draw you yarn!" Chang Mingchun sprayed her directly, "You think this is the Spring Festival Gala, and you ask someone to write couplets on the spot!"

Viscount Huang nodded appreciatively in agreement, "I think it's pretty good, but what do you want to paint? ”

"Oh, there's no inspiration, I'll help you think about it~" Lin Rong tilted the duck's head and muttered in her mouth, what she lacked most was her brain.

Chang Mingchun's face is dark, do these two still take him as a director in their eyes?

Jin Ming, a female celebrity, saw that the director was about to explode, so she quickly opened the topic, "Sir, I heard that other variety shows invited you before, but you refused." Why did you agree to this program? Is it because we want to help children, it's very meaningful, that's why you came?"

In front of the director, praising this show is just a good way to calm the other party's anger a little. Jin Ming's skill of giving people steps has obviously been perfected.

Viscount Huang, who heard that he was named, woke up from his deep thoughts and raised his eyes to look at her, "Didn't I say it just now?"

"Huh?" Jin Ming was stunned.

Lin Rong suddenly had a deep bad premonition.

Sure enough, Viscount Huang saw that the other party didn't understand, so he explained compassionately, "Because I haven't had any inspiration lately." ”

Jin Ming nodded, but he still didn't understand too much, "So you haven't been creating recently, so you have free time to go on the show?"

Viscount Huang shook his head and directly rejected her speculation, he scratched his hair a few times, and messed up the stylist's hairspray a little more, "Because there is no inspiration, I came." ”

"I'm here for inspiration. His face was full of expressions that you couldn't understand for such a simple thing, "I'm just here to see what inspiration this kind of unexperienced thing can bring me." ”

Then, with a shrug of his shoulders, he came to the final conclusion, "It's not too fun." ”

"Still, your TV station's little dark room is good, and I've come up with a couple of good scenes there. Viscount Huang thought for a moment, but still showed a somewhat handsome smile, "It's much better than my family's cubicle." ”

Jin Ming: "......"

The strings in Lin Rong's mind snapped and broke, daring to love him for occupying her storage room just now, just because he was inspired, so he locked up his small black room, confined himself, and forced himself to think about the storyline?

She snorted, jumped off her ass, and jumped in front of Viscount Huang!

Two thick duck paws snapped his palms and shook them up and down a few times.

Comrade!

She's finally met her comrades!

Isn't this exactly the same as when she was Carvin and put herself into the software of the little black room, and if she didn't write it, she would die on the black screen of the computer!