Ren Shuai held the pen, and as soon as the tip of the pen touched the paper, he was stopped by the program team.

The paper under the pen was instantly taken away and handed to Cui Zixun, the second stick.

Cui Zixun looked at the completely blank piece of paper, crying and laughing, the uncle is really the uncle.

Looking at the photo handed by the director, Cui Zixun held his forehead.

It's no wonder that the uncle doesn't know him, the person in the photo is Ji Mingxi's younger brother, a slightly famous singer.

Ren Shuai turned his head to look at Cui Zixun, with an expression of I did my best.

Cui Zixun saw that there was not much time, so he hurriedly grabbed the pen, drew a match villain, and added a microphone underneath.

As soon as the microphone was outlined, it was interrupted by the director.

"It's time."

The paper was taken away in an instant.

Ren Shuai stretched out his head and glanced at the painting, and the director immediately caught his slightly disgusted eyes, and asked: "Uncle Li, before Ji Mingxi starts to guess, can you evaluate this painting, how do you feel about Zixun's painting?" ”

Ren Shuai nodded and said, "It's about the same level as me." ”

The director felt that the uncle didn't tell the truth, and he clearly showed a look of disgust just now, did he want to save some face for Cui Zixun in front of the camera?

Ren Shuai thought to himself, Cui Zixun is the same as himself, painting is equivalent to not painting.

The director was slightly disappointed that he failed to grasp the true meaning of this sentence.

Now it was Ji Mingxi's turn to guess, he stared at the match man with only the outline, and the microphone in the corner, speechless for a long time.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the director urged: "It's time to start the countdown." ”

Ji Mingxi hurriedly said: "This villain can't see the gender, but he doesn't draw pigtails, he should be a boy, but there is also an ice cream cone, and it looks like a girl's favorite ......."

He was at a loss.

Cui Zixun was speechless online, he obviously drew a microphone or not.

"I see." Ji Mingxi suddenly opened his mind and said: "The person in the picture is Cui Zixun, he has filmed an advertisement for ice cream cones, I guessed correctly!" ”

The program team announced loudly: "Wrong, the correct answer is your brother, Ji Qingshui." ”

Ji Mingxi was speechless for a moment, raised his eyebrows and looked at Cui Zixun suspiciously.

What does it mean that this picture looks like his brother?

Cui Zixun's eyes widened, pointed to the microphone on the picture, and said excitedly: "You call this ice cream cone?" I obviously drew a microphone, hey! “

"The microphone doesn't even have a texture, just this silhouette, which looks like an ice cream cone."

Ji Ming's reasoning argues.

Cui Zixun pointed at Ren Shuai and said, "Let the uncle comment on the theory, see if this is a microphone or ice cream." ”

Ren Shuai saw the gazes of the two of them, and said sincerely: "It's like a flashlight." ”

Two people: ......

They decisively gave up the argument and were defeated by the uncle.

The director looked at the camera and saw that the funny effect was full, and nodded with satisfaction.

I feel that her decision to bring her uncle to shoot is really right.

She waved her hand, "You've already guessed wrong once, and if you get it wrong again, you won't be eligible for lunch in the cafeteria." “

Cui Zixun and Ji Mingxi have given up struggling and are ready to take matters into their own hands and eat their own fried dishes.

And Ren Shuai was instantly high-spirited.

That kind of scrambled eggs with tomatoes without salt taste and vinegared cabbage from sour people, he definitely shouldn't eat it a second time, absolutely!

"Let's get started." Ren Shuai said energetically.

The director was very surprised, it seems that the uncle is serious, so let's put some water myself, so as not to discourage the uncle's enthusiasm for the game.

She chose one of the photos and handed it out with the back side up.

Ren Shuai took the photo and looked at it.

Above is a costume still with a green big sword in both hands, and if you look closely at the face, it is Ji Mingxi.

This photo is a still from Ji Mingxi's fire, in the photo is holding a divine sword jasper, and the broad sword body occupies one-third of the photo, which is extremely conspicuous.

It's a win.

The corners of Ren Shuai's mouth showed a smile of the old god, and he raised his pen confidently.

"Brush Brush Brush"

Without waiting for the director to call a stop, Ren Shuai stopped writing in a dashing manner, indicating that he had finished painting.

Everyone was surprised.

Cui Zixun was a little desperate to take the drawing paper and photos handed by the uncle.

If the uncle talks nonsense, it is better not to paint, at least he can leave some empty space for himself to paint.

Cui Zixun thought, glanced at the photo, but the eyes that looked at the drawing paper gradually froze.

"Wow."

Uncle's painting, absolutely unique.

Cui Zixun quickly put his hand on the drawing paper, didn't let the camera catch it, turned his head and said to the director: "I don't add a penny, just let Ji Mingming guess, if we guess correctly this time, how about guessing correctly twice?" ”

Seeing that he was so confident, the director hesitated.

However, if you rely on the uncle to paint alone, you shouldn't be able to paint anything in such a short period of time.

She pondered for a moment before saying, "No problem, if Ji Mingxi can guess correctly directly, even if you win, you can eat lunch in the cafeteria." ”

"It's a deal!"

Cui Zixun nodded excitedly and handed the painting to Ji Mingxi, who was carrying his back.

"Are you sure it's okay, lunch is the right thing."

Ji Mingxi turned around nervously and looked at Cui Zixun with a suspicious gaze.

"If you can't guess this time, it's an IQ problem, haha." Cui Zixun said unceremoniously.

Taking the drawing paper, Ji Mingxi was stunned for a moment.

Instantly reacted and said, "Ah, this...... The person in the photo is me! ”

The director was surprised and hurriedly said, "If you write words on drawing paper, it's a foul." ”

Cui Zixun waved his hand and said, "How is it possible, you are too underestimated Uncle Li." ”

"Bell"

Ji Mingxi dubbed the sound effect with his mouth, and turned the drawing paper to the camera.

The cameraman immediately zoomed in.

A clear round mirror occupies the lens, and the lines on the drawing paper are simple and smooth to draw a large circle, with two diagonal lines representing reflection in the middle, the effect is clear at a glance.

Ji Mingming was slightly stunned when he saw the mirror just now, thinking that it would be an abstract figure painting, but he then understood it in seconds.

If you look in the mirror, isn't that person yourself?

"There are ideas."

"Uncle, good idea."

The people in the film crew couldn't help but praise it.

Only the director was sad, she didn't expect to be exploited by the uncle.

However, the show worked well and the material was enough, so she generously agreed to eat.

Seeing that the time was approaching the end of class, the number of people who came to eat in the cafeteria increased one after another, so as not to cause chaos, the program team separated several small tables and specially filmed a few people eating.

Ren Shuai held the tray and chose the meal at the window, experiencing the fun of free self-service.

Due to the temporary joining, the program team did not assign him a follow-up photographer, and he was very comfortable choosing the dishes alone.

At this time, it happened that Gao Dagui was requisitioned to maintain order, and as soon as he entered the canteen, he saw Ren Shuai leisurely choosing a meal at a glance.

"Li Laifu."

Gao Dagui called out to him, stepped forward quickly, looked down at the dishes on his plate, and suddenly became angry.