There are six people at a table, three men and three women, and the ratio is very even.

Just now, Ji Jie revealed the identity of the girl in her voice, and the staff had contact with her and greeted her warmly when she passed by, shouting "Miss Jiang" very eagerly, without any mustard affected by public opinion.

Jiang Xun guessed that Director Dong might have warned him in advance.

She walked to the table and found that there was only a vacant seat left next to Wen Congran, she didn't think much about sitting directly over, and Ruan Mi ran to Ji Jie's side.

Ye Xinxin immediately picked up the tabletop drink and poured a glass for the girl, and said with a smile: "Sister Jiang, you try it, the apple cider, the degree is very low, and the sweet and sour is particularly delicious." ”

Jiang Xun shook his head slightly and politely refused: "I'm allergic to alcohol, so I can't drink it." ”

"Huh? Is that so? Ye Xinxin was surprised, and then took back the fruit wine and poured her a new glass of orange juice, "It's okay, it's okay, come, drink orange juice." ”

Jiang Xun thanked softly.

Song Jia saw that her face was a little pale, and casually cared: "Not feeling well?" ”

"It's okay," Jiang Xun drank orange juice to suppress the slightly astringent bitterness in the root of his tongue, "I just didn't sleep enough." ”

"Then you have to rest early tonight, and you have to get up early tomorrow morning to put on makeup or something," Song Jia has filmed a lot of variety shows and knows the filming time of variety shows well, "But it's okay if you don't want to make up, our type of show will take off all the makeup in the later stage." ”

Not to mention, their shooting location this time is in the desert, and when the time comes, the yellow sand will greet their faces, who will have time to pay attention to makeup.

Wen Congran scalded the dishes and chopsticks with hot water and placed them in front of the girl, "Why don't you team up with me tomorrow, Sister Jiang, I'll carry the supplies on the road." ”

As soon as he said this, the atmosphere on the table changed subtly.

How can there be a show that has not yet started filming to determine the members of the crew, not to mention that with his current public opinion on the Internet, teaming up with Jiang Xun, what does he want to do, stir up the topic?

"Xiao Wen is young, this kind of hard work is more convenient for my brother."

The man who spoke was sitting opposite Jiang Xun, one of the guests among the three men, named Cheng Zhuo, an actor, who filmed several TV series in his youth and became popular for a while, but his strength was insufficient, and his reputation gradually declined.

The reason why he asked Jiang Xun to cooperate was very clear, that is, he wanted to use Jiang Xun's hype and use her as a pedal.

Even if Jiang Xun's topic is mixed, her appearance and public opinion are real, as long as she works well, she is not afraid that there will be no hot searches.

Cheng Zhuo could think of this, and others naturally thought of it too.

For a while, countless invisible swords flashed on the table, and everyone wanted to meddle in the pie.

Ye Xinxin drank fruit wine, and when she saw this pickled scene, she pursed her lips in disgust, leaned into the ear of the girl who was calmly peeling shrimp, and whispered: "Sister Jiang, men are bad." ”

Song Jia, who was closest to them, heard it and nodded in agreement: "Indeed." ”

Jiang Xunsu removed the shrimp shell with his hands, and then used chopsticks to remove the shrimp meat completely, sighing slowly in his heart.

I didn't even help peel the shrimp shells, and my hands were sticky and annoying.

"Do you want number one?" She didn't bother to talk about men.

Ye Xinxin nodded, "Yes, of course I want to, the money given by the production team is a lot and real, who doesn't want to take the first place." ”

"Well," Jiang Xun pulled out a wet tissue to wipe his hands, "I'll team up with you and get you the first place to play." ”

Ye Xinxin: "? ”

And this good thing?

She looked at the sky, and then looked at the few people who were fighting on the opposite side, and held Jiang Xun's hand very seriously, as if holding a big pie: "Sister, you are my own sister, whether you can win the award or not, you are my only sister!" ”

One voice, howling all eyes.

Wen Congran was puzzled: "Sister Jiang? ”

"It's okay," Jiang Xun lifted his eyes, stared at Cheng Zhuo who was staring at her opposite with heavy black eyes, and said slowly: "I can carry it, and I don't feel hard." ”