Chapter 42 is not scripted

"First of all, please work in groups of three." The sound continued from the horn.

Wang Xinran raised her eyebrows, among their special guests, Zhang Xian and Lin Ruobing, who were athletes, were obviously more popular, and they were quickly pulled over by the resident members.

For the sake of the program effect, their special guests were naturally assigned to various groups.

Yellow card group: Zhang Xian, Lin Shan, Feng Huanxi;

Red cards: Xue Lan, Yue Yue, Wang Ling;

Blue Cards: Wang Xinran, Zhejiang, Ren Huan;

Green card: Lin Ruobing, Qin Tian, Han Han.

Not just intentionally or unintentionally, Wang Xinran's group happened to be assigned two special guests. The personnel allocation was completed, and the staff of the program team sent the envelope.

"Now, start our first show of the day!" Here it comes!

Although he didn't fully believe that someone would dig a pit for himself for an eighteenth line, Wang Xinran still held a cautious attitude.

After receiving the envelope from the program crew, resident guest Lin Shan began to read out the contents of the envelope.

"It's a pleasure to be here to play this game with all of you, and the first show of the day is Poetry Appreciation! Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely see Nanshan! Picking chrysanthemums, fences, Nanshan, and seemingly ordinary scenery have achieved the calm and perfection of nature under the pen of Mr. Tao Yuanming, Mr. Jingjie, far away from the hustle and bustle of the world. Mr. Jingjie's not bending his waist for five buckets of rice, and pursuing quiet and comfortable, this also gives us a revelation today, what kind of attitude to live our lives! ”

"Oh my God, is the program team going to change the literary route?" Bong Huanxi was the first to burst out in exclamation.

Yue Yue's eyes widened exaggeratedly, "What did I hear?" Isn't it the wind and the rain that I'm participating in, but the poetry conference? ”

The audience also burst into laughter.

Wang Xinran's eyes turned cold, but I was afraid that it was not the show that changed to the literary route, but that she was specially dug a pit for her to dance.

The original owner, Wang Xinran, spent his early years in an orphanage, and then mixed in the entertainment industry, and did not have much time to stay in school seriously. This trick may be pediatric to deal with others, but it is more than enough to deal with Wang Xinran.

Wang Xinran calmed the anger in her heart, it was not so easy to pinch her, even if she didn't have the ability, she still had a stupid treasure!

She glanced at it and noticed that there were still many people on the field whose faces froze, especially the faces of the special guests.

When she thought about it, she was happy, and now the director team is going to be funny! Zhang Xian and Lin Ruobing, who were born athletes, trained for the competition, and it can be said that they lack a complete compulsory education, isn't this revealing the shortcomings of others?

and Ren Huan, who used to be a national second-level athlete, and only transformed after quitting the national team and participating in the talent show......

The rest of Xue Lan, Wang Xinran remembered that after the official announcement of the list, someone broke the news that she only had a college degree, perhaps she was a more "cultured" person in their group of special guests.

Could it be that these special guests invited by the program team have offended the director?

At the same time, Wang Xinran also quickly remembered that not all of the resident guests were proficient in poetry, and the first ones were Yue Yue and Qin Tian, who grew up abroad.

As soon as the gong sounded, the first game began, and the four teams were dispersed, and within five minutes, fifteen verses with the word "flower" were written on the board, and each passing sentence could add two points to their group.

Listening to the other groups start in full swing, Ren Huan was a little embarrassed, "I don't understand poetry." ”

"It's nothing, we're a group, working as a team." Zhejiang smiled and looked at Wang Xinran, "Xinran, otherwise you can write what you know, it's not enough for me to add." ”

Wang Xinran met his calm smile, silently took the pen, wrote a few sentences on the board, and then handed the board and the pen over.

"Not enough, I'll add more."

The smile on Zhejiang's face froze, only to feel that Wang Xinran was a general, and he took the board and looked at it with a surprised expression.

"Well written, but why vacate a space?" Tetsue pointed to the blank space in the poem.

Wang Xinran raised her eyebrows, "Didn't you say that we are a group and work as a team, so Ren Huan always has to contribute, right?" ”

Ren Huan was a little confused, didn't he say that he didn't understand poetry?

Zhejiang suddenly, followed the brush to make up ten lines of poetry, and then handed the board to Ren Huan.

Ren Huan, who couldn't figure out the situation in the clouds, understood at a glance that Wang Xinran and Zhejiang vacated the positions of the characters for him to fill in, so that he would not be involved in it, and the audience would not be unable to understand poetry.

[Ding, +2 favorability.] 】

[Ding, +5 Favorability.] 】

Wang Xinran's casual operation in exchange for Zhejiang and Ren Huan's good impression of her, this is teamwork.

Ren Huan was a little moved, and Wang Xinran reminded him, "Hurry up, the time is almost up." ”

Tetsue, who was standing on the side, waited amusedly.

In the first game, the two groups of Wang Xinran and Feng Huanxi scored full points, and the other two groups opened up with a gap of four and six points respectively.

There was no accident, when the question board was displayed to announce the scores, the audience cheered.

In the second competition, fifteen lines of poetry with musical instruments were written in five minutes, and this time the difficulty was significantly increased, and all four groups let out complaints of varying lengths.

Wang Xinran was not polite, took the board and began to write, leaving an empty space, and then handed it to Zhejiang.

After Tetsue wrote two sentences, his hand stopped.

Wang Xinran waited for a while, and Zhejiang was obviously a little anxious.

"Why should Qiang Di complain about Yang Liu." Wang Xinran turned her back to the audience and whispered.

Zhejiang's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly wrote down, with this prompt, he quickly wrote down all the fifteen sentences.

Wang Xinran still turned the board to Ren Huan, pointing to the word "flute" of "Qiang flute" written by Zhejiang, the meaning was obvious.

Ren Huan knew that he wrote the word "flute" in the blank space that Wang Xinran deliberately left.

"Did you get the script ahead of time?" Zhejiang couldn't help the doubts in his heart, and a sentence made Ren Huan also look up at Wang Xinran.

Wang Xinran was funny, "Isn't there no script for wind and not rain?" ”

Zhejiang was speechless, and Ren Huan's questions were dispelled, yes, isn't it the slogan of wind and not rain that there is no script? If Wang Xin has a script, it doesn't make sense that they don't.

The results of the second round were announced, and there were no surprises, the blue card group once again received a perfect score, while Bong Huanxi fell behind by two lines of poetry, and the worst was the green card group, where only half of the fifteen lines of poetry were written.

Seeing that the blue card group was firmly in the first place after two rounds, some people couldn't sit still and urged the staff, "Quick, replace the third game!" ”

The staff rushed to the stage before Lin Shan and took the microphone, "The first two rounds of the competition were really exciting, the guests showed us their love for poetry, and the next third game had a little change." ”

"What's changed?" Lin Shan shouted.

"It's just to break up the group and the guests play alone." After the staff finished speaking, there were more than one or two blackfaces on the field.

"Well, can I automatically abstain?" Lin Ruobing smiled bitterly and raised her hand, she had been square since the beginning of the competition, and she could only watch others write and write without knowing anything about poetry, and she couldn't help a little.

The staff hesitated, looked in the direction of the director's team, and got someone's nod before he said, "Yes." ”

Lin Ruobing breathed a sigh of relief, she really didn't want to continue to lose face.

Following Lin Ruobing's abstention, Ren Huan and Zhang Xian also abstained and stood aside to watch.

The chief director finally realized that something was wrong, he frowned, and gave an order, "After the third game, change to the game session." ”

The staff was a little embarrassed and replied in a low voice, "Director, there are two more scenes in the future." ”

The chief director Tie Qing's face was blue, "I said that I would change it!" ”

Hell yes! No one noticed that the special guests did not fit in at all, and even looked negative? When such a show is broadcast, it will be scolded by fans as a honeycomb!

On the field, the remaining guests each held a board and waited for the question to be solved.

"The third game is amazing, within ten minutes, write the whole ancient poem related to wine, but the whole text cannot have the word 'wine'." The staff smiled evilly.

At this time, the resident guests were also dumbfounded, Yue Yue and Qin Tian directly gave up the treatment and lay down. Lin Shan, who loves to be funny, and Han Han looked up to the sky and shouted, "No! ”

After the timer started, Wang Xinran thought about it, slowed down, wrote and stopped, in the eyes of the audience, she was thinking.

wrote two poems at random, Wang Xinran supported her forehead with her hands, as if she was thinking hard, but if you looked closely, you knew that she was in a daze.

As soon as the timer arrived, Zhejiang took the first place, Xue Lan was second, Wang Xinran and Wang Ling tied for third, and Feng Huanxi was fourth.

As for Yue Yue and Qin Tian, who were rotten, they spent ten minutes painting an abstract painting, which brought this funny poetry contest to an end.

Coming to the game session, the emotions of the special guests were really mobilized.

But there is one person who seems absent-minded, and he is Tetsue.

Sneaking a few glances at Wang Xin, seeing that she didn't receive the "signal" she transmitted, Zhejiang chose to ask by himself.

"In the third game, you lost on purpose, right?"

Ren Huan, who had doubts about Wang Xinran's ranking, also looked at Wang Xinran, and he said, well, in the group competition, Wang Xinran's performance was no worse than Zhejiang, it didn't make sense that Zhejiang won the first, but she won the third.

Stared at by his own team members, Wang Xinran smiled, "The fact is that I am third." ”

She looked at the pool not far away, "But if you two don't work hard, I'll be the last one in the next part of the game." ”

Let her go completely and play games with them, and by the time she gets into the groove, the game should be over.

The distracted duo laughed, "Okay, blue card, come on!" ”

The three of them put their palms behind their hands and cheered each other on.

In the pool game, each team independently drives a bumper boat on the water and tries to make the members of the other group's boats fall into the water, and the members who do not fall into the water after ten minutes win.

"But I can't swim." Xue Lan had a fearful smile on her face.

"It's okay, it's okay, the water is shallow." Lin Shan hurriedly comforted.

The funny Yue Yue also jumped directly into the pool to demonstrate the depth of the water to Xue Lan.