When Diao Yu secretly doubted herself, the villains in Nan Xian's heart were also brainstorming.

Since this morning, she has had a faint feeling that Yu Lin's performance is not quite right.

Usually he looks at himself with a little restraint, at least in front of the camera, he knows the measure very well, but today he didn't hide it in the slightest, and even showed his private emotions - first sarcastically mocked He Mingxiao in the lounge, you know, although there are no cameras in the lounge, there are so many people who can enter and exit, and if you can't keep it, there will be a person who can't keep it out of your mouth, He Mingxiao didn't like him in the first place, and even moved to attack him before, if you know about it, it must be Yu Lin himself who suffers; Then he scolded Wei Zeling in front of so many cameras, so that she couldn't get off the stage, although Wei Zeling's reputation in China is not good now, but people are not only models, but the entire Weishi Group is standing behind her......

As far as Nan Xian knows, Yu Lin was born in an ordinary single-parent family, his father's identity is unknown, he depended on his mother when he was a child, and his mother unfortunately died early due to illness, since then he has become an orphan, life is very poor, and when he was more than ten years old, he was favored by talent scouts because of his excellent appearance before he became a trainee and entered the entertainment industry.

Such a person has neither a foundation nor a background, and there is no benefit to being against the Wei family.

Nan Xian thinks that she can see people quite accurately, especially after recording so many episodes of the show together and getting along for so long, she has long seen that Yu Lin is not as simple as he looks - he always behaves lively and cute, seems to be wanton and frank, and under careful discernment, he has never crossed the line and has never offended anyone.

But today he was unusual, and in addition to treating himself, his attitude when communicating with others could be called very arrogant, as if he had insulted his own eyes by looking at them too much.

Especially when Lang Zhuo stepped forward just after entering the door, Yu Lin's subconscious vigilance and precaution really made Nan Xian very confused.

Even if it's recording a show, even if the two teams are competing, it's not so exaggerated, right?

However, the expression on his face did not seem to be fake, as if he was really worried that Lang Zhuo would be unfavorable to him.

It's weird.

Nan Xian wanted to try him, but before she could find a chance, who knew that he would expose his flaws by himself.

won two games in a row, and every time it was the same "coincidence", Nan Xian was not a fool, how could she not see that something was wrong.

Someone is cheating, and this person is obviously Yu Lin, who is acting abnormally.

No, even he may not be the real Yu Lin......

However, before Nan Xian could continue to observe, the Huang team on the opposite side suddenly counterattacked, quickly and decisively leveling the score, and also attracted her attention.

Two to two, match point arrived.

Everyone unconsciously tensed their nerves, and they didn't dare to slack off at all with the cameramen, and several people's eyes were always focused on the scene, for fear that they would miss any small details.

As the referee blew the whistle, the final round kicked off.

Both teams were only one point away from winning, and at this point they were full of energy, and Langjo was even more excited and sweaty, and his eyes looked at the ball without blinking.

Seeing this, Diao Yu frowned imperceptibly.

Too many pairs of eyes are staring, and the technology of modern humans is very magical, and high-definition cameras are easier to capture things that the human eye will ignore......

But—

Thinking of Nan Xian's expression full of surprise and admiration, he really couldn't bear to disappoint her.

The entanglement and hesitation only passed in his mind for half a second, and when he watched the small ball roll into the goal on his side, he finally gritted his teeth and quietly stretched out his hand.

However, in the next moment, a soft hand grasped him hard.