Chapter Seventy-Eight: Participating in "Happy Camp" (1)

The day before the show was recorded, Ding Xin took Zhuo Yi and Xuan Menglei to H City, and Guan Ling also followed, although she was still an assistant to ten people, but the people in the company asked her to follow Xuan Menglei this time, one is to see the world, and the other is to let her help think of some things that artists can't think of.

Zhuo Yi and Xuan Menglei sat in the same car, and even if they were face-to-face as usual, they still chatted on their mobile phones, and now the two of them don't use text messages, but use QQ instead.

"It's so cold today and you're wearing so little? Didn't I tell you to wear more? Zhuo Yi looked at the clothes worn by pedestrians outside the car, and then looked at Xuan Menglei, and couldn't help but bring up the question of Xuan Menglei's clothes again.

"It's not cold in the car."

"It's cold when you get out of the car in a while."

"Get off the bus and go to the hotel, and it won't be cold."

"Don't ignore your body just because you're young, you're a singer, you must protect your voice or something, don't get cold."

"You know, I won't go out when I get to the hotel, and I'll definitely wear more when I go out tomorrow."

"Every time you say you know, but every time you don't do it, I'll be staring at you tomorrow."

"Don't, you're still staring at Sister Xin, your bundle hype isn't over yet."

"It's almost over, we've already made our own statements, and we won't be meeting after this event."

"It's a pity, why don't you take this opportunity to chase Sister Xin?"

"You say such things again, I have told you many times, I don't like Hua Yixin."

Zhuo Yi would get angry every time Xuan Menglei said that he wanted him to chase Hua Yixin, but Xuan Menglei always liked to say this, and when Zhuo Yi said that she didn't like Hua Yixin, she would be a little happy.

"Okay, it's time to get out of the car, you cover yourself tightly."

When he arrived at the hotel, Ding Xin looked at the door of the hotel and there were fans waiting here, and knew that Zhuo Yi's itinerary had been revealed again, and he originally wanted Zhuo Yi to say hello to the fans, but Zhuo Yi felt that it was too cold outside, and Xuan Menglei was wearing little, so it was better to go directly into the basement.

Ding Xin looked at Xuan Menglei, she was indeed wearing less, and now she is young and pays attention to this kind of "beautiful frozen person", but today's H City is really cold, for the sake of insurance, it is better to go in directly.

After a few people entered the hotel, the fans outside didn't notice it, and they were still waiting stupidly.

After several people went back to their respective rooms, Zhuo Yi asked his assistant to go out and buy some medicine to prevent colds, and at the same time, he didn't have a very warm scarf.

When the assistant sent all these things to Xuan Menglei, Hua Yixin also came to the hotel.

saw the scene where Zhuo Yi's assistant sent something to Xuan Menglei, and took a photo and sent it to Zhuo Yi, not forgetting to tease Zhuo Yi.

Zhuo Yi not only didn't get angry, but also didn't forget to show off to Hua Yixin and said: "The little girl you choose, you naturally have to take care of it, otherwise you will be the one who is sick and distressed." ”

This Hua Yi was sour, and directly sent a picture of three lemons to Zhuo Yi.

The next afternoon, the people who were going to participate in the variety show left the hotel together when the car arranged by the program team came to the hotel.

The fans outside the hotel are still there.,Although I don't know if it's the group of people from yesterday.,But the fans didn't see less.,On the contrary, there were more tables.,All of them chanted the names of their idols.。。

Xuan Menglei found a few of her fans in the crowd, and also signed these people, looking at Zhuo Yi and Hua Yixin, they are really top traffic, if there are no bodyguards to stop them, these two people want to get in the car, it is estimated that they will have to wait for an hour.