Meng Chuyuan thought that the most difficult person to deal with was by her side, and it was only now that she realized that the internal contradictions of the other two groups were far more complicated than they thought.

Looking at it this way, she felt that Lu Jinsen was not as bad as it was said on the Internet.

Lu Jinsen just seems to have a bad temper on the surface, but he has done quite well in some aspects, and he will take the initiative to discuss with Meng Chuyuan first when making a choice.

Even if Meng Chuyuan sometimes insisted on his own ideas, Lu Jinsen would end up on her side.

They were officially contacted through this show, and it was really two strangers who partnered to record the show, and their performance was unreservedly displayed in front of everyone.

She and Lu Jinsen didn't make trouble for each other, and there was no communication when they did the task in the early stage, but they didn't necessarily have a conflict over this little thing.

Tingjiu was so tired that he was paralyzed on the sofa, and the tiredness in his heart was written on his face: "It's too embarrassing, I won't participate in reality shows in the future." ”

Since Tingjiu showed his skills in the professional competition and was named the best player, he soon became a popular player in the e-sports circle, and later received some endorsements, and he officially contacted people in the entertainment industry.

Tingjiu has participated in a lot of variety shows, if no one mentions his identity, with his appearance and height, people will definitely mistakenly think that he is a rookie in the entertainment industry.

Meng Chuyuan glanced at him and kindly persuaded: "Go to school well, and then concentrate on playing your game." ”

Listening to Jiu nodded thoughtfully, he suddenly got up from the sofa: "Games are my favorite, I can start a live broadcast at home, why are you angry here, pack your luggage, I'll leave early tomorrow morning." ”

After speaking, Tingjiu had already gone back to his room to pack his things.

Only Lu Jinsen and Meng Chuyuan were left in the living room.

Lu Jinsen has always had a lot of words, and sat silently next to him the whole time, looking at the cup he just got back in a daze.

I'm going to go back tomorrow, and when I want to go back at the end of each time, Lu Jinsen is thinking about how many issues Meng Chuyuan can hold onto, and the more he gets to the back, the more he thinks about it.

Seeing that he looked a little lost, Meng Chuyuan walked over and snapped his fingers in front of him: "What do you think?" I'll be home tomorrow, not happy? ”

Lu Jinsen raised his eyes, looked at Meng Chuyuan, and said earnestly: "I'm wondering when my eldest brother will come back." ”

In the past, when Lu Qingye went out for a year and a half, he didn't have this feeling of dependence.

"Annoying me?" Meng Chuyuan's eyebrows were lightly raised, and his eyes did not fluctuate at all.

Lu Jinsen lowered his eyes and denied: "No." ”

Because he knew that even if Lu Qingye came back, he would definitely not have so much time to accompany him to record the show, after all, Lu Qingye was a person who never left his work, and the project of recording the show, which took up most of his time, should not be taken into account.

However, compared with Meng Chuyuan, these are still not worth mentioning.

Although Lu Qingye is reliable, when he comes to the show, no matter how big his identity is, he can't play a role in this idyllic village.

"If your brother wants to, I don't mind exchanging with him." Meng Chuyuan boldly expressed his opinion: "He will accompany you to record the show, and I will go on a business trip for him." ”

Anyway, she's an idler, so she can do anything.

Lu Jinsen: "Then you may see two men who don't know anything on the show and stare dryly." ”

……

The next morning, the sun rose in the east, the birds chirped in the treetops, and the house was lit up by a gentle and bright light.

The other groups went to the town for breakfast before the broadcast started, and only Meng Chuyuan was packing his luggage in the room.

Today's task is relatively simple, according to their consumption, and then go to the street to sell sugar paintings, and return the money earned to the program team.

Without a group that completes the target, they can't leave the town and have to extend the live broadcast for an hour to leave.

"It's simple, if someone is willing to buy it, sell a dozen of them and you'll be done."

Some guests feel that the sugar painting itself is expensive, and the dozens of dollars they used up can be returned to the program team soon.

"Wait, I'm not done yet." The director suddenly asked the staff to carry up a turntable, which was a pie-shaped figure and indicated the percentage.

Director: "Later, each group will send a representative to throw darts, and the proportion selected is the number of sugar paintings you want to sell today." ”

[I know that the director likes to sell guanzi hahaha, there must be a pit in this, otherwise how could there be such a simple activity for everyone]

[Laughing and making a fortune, originally a sugar painting cost ten yuan, and it was done by selling a few, but now the whole number is out, and the program team has made a lot of money before and after]

[If this is the unlucky guy who spends the most money, and then hits 100%, it will be over, it is estimated that it will have to be soft]

[This is Director Luo's consistent style, as his variety show fan, he said that he is used to it]

[The wishful thinking of the program team is good, this time all the guests are loaded]

"......" The guests present were silent.

The Shuangqi sisters and brothers spent the most, leaving more than 20 yuan in change, and if they wanted to make the task easier, they could only beg to be able to hit 10%.

Qi Zhen was the first to come up and throw the dart, but before throwing it, he also asked: "Director, what if this is not thrown?" ”

The director's eyebrows moved slightly, and his eyes flashed with a hint of playfulness: "Then calculate it according to the proportion of 100%." ”

Everyone is under pressure to hear this.

However, the ratio on the turntable is the same, and there is no need to turn it to throw, if it can miss the target, there is nothing to say.

Qi Zhen made a lot of determination to throw away 20%, which was quite satisfactory for the proportional exchange they spent a large amount.

When it was Lu Jinsen's turn, Meng Chuyuan calmed down and said to him: "Just throw it away, just extend the recording." ”

[Sister Meng can see hahaha, people don't take it seriously at all]

[Laughing to death, compared to the picture of Qi Zhen being so nervous that his palms were sweating just now, I really think Sister Meng's group is like playing]

[Sister Meng said: The program team plays me, can't I still play him]

[It's good, Sister Meng said this is an encouragement and support for the eldest young master]

[It's entertainment.,I'm going to end the recording anyway today.,Extend it.]

Lu Jinsen also thought so just now, the director just said that the live broadcast would be extended by one hour, and he didn't say that he would leave after it was sold out.

He picked up a dart and threw it at the small area, and finally landed on the same plate as Qi Detective.

When the director saw the dart fall on the turntable, he said with some admiration: "Yes, it's almost ten percent." ”

In the end, only the Liao sisters were left, and before the staff could take the darts off the turntable, Liao Jiake said: "Director, let's not throw it away." ”

The director looked at him in surprise: "You don't throw it away?" I ate your bowl of beef noodles yesterday, and that money can be deducted first. ”

Liao Jiake still shook his head, saying no.

Because Liao Jiayan didn't eat it, the director was embarrassed to count the money for the beef noodles on them.

In the morning, Liao Jiake went to buy breakfast and came back, but Liao Jiayan still didn't eat, and finally she gave the rest of the breakfast to the photographer who followed the shooting.

They don't spend a lot of money, but if you don't convert it proportionally, the number of sugar paintings is a bit scary.

Just as the director was about to put the props away, Liao Jiayan suddenly took the initiative to come over: "I'll throw it." ”

She didn't know what Liao Jiake was thinking, but she wanted the live broadcast to end quickly and go back early.

She really didn't want to stay with Liao Jiake for a second.

"Okay, then you can do it." The director saw that she was going to try, so he handed her the dart in his hand.

Liao Jiayan stood in the designated position, staring carefully at the area she wanted to throw, and then struggled to throw the dart out and nail it to 50% of the plate.

[Help!] Yan Yan was really handsome just now!! 】

[Not bad, not bad, at least not off target hahaha]

[Hey, it's enough to openly treat my sister like that on the show, and now I'm pretending to fight for the opportunity to perform]

[Haven't the two sisters reconciled yet? I don't think they spoke today.]

Director: "Now that the results are out, please follow the rules of the game, make enough candy paintings first, and then sell them at the market." ”

……

Unfortunately, the street where they were going to set up a stall happened to be filming, and this accidentally live variety show and crew collided.

Although they met, it did not affect their shooting at all.

The live broadcast camera did not deliberately reveal too much background, and followed the guests throughout the whole process, so as not to reveal the filming location of the crew.

There are a lot of people walking around here, so it's the perfect place to sell candy paintings.

Meng Chuyuan and the others had just come out of the stall, and the only remaining sugar paintings were left by the old grandfather who sold sugar paintings, and now they took over.

Tingjiu: "Sister Chuyuan, you come to make sugar paintings, and we are responsible for selling." ”

"Then I'll draw it casually." Meng Chuyuan rolled up his sleeves, scooped a spoonful of syrup, and put a stick on the board, the spoon tilted, and poured the syrup on the board.

She carefully observed the old man's sugar paintings, there were butterflies and zodiac signs, and each sugar painting was made lifelike.

Meng Chuyuan felt that she was clumsy and couldn't think of any other pattern in a short time, so she made a butterfly according to the original sugar painting pattern.

Some tourists nearby saw Meng Chuyuan selling sugar paintings, and secretly observed for a long time, and finally mustered up the courage to come over.

Hearing Jiu saw the first guest appear, put on a warm face, and greeted politely: "Hello young lady, do you want to buy sugar paintings?" ”

The female tourist nodded, and when she saw that there was nothing she liked in the finished sugar painting, she boldly said, "Can I customize it?" ”

Meng Chuyuan raised his head, with a smile on the corner of his lips: "It's okay." ”

"My daughter loves Peppa Pig, can you draw a picture of George and his dinosaurs?"

[Digging grass hahahaha, you are a ruthless person, young lady, you know how to customize]

[Peppa Pig I also like it, I can't help but want to buy it if I see such a sugar painting]

[The student party said that the sugar painting is a bit expensive, and I really can't afford it]

[The sisters in front, sugar painting is actually really not expensive, because what it sells is art]

Meng Chuyuan glanced at the little girl she was holding in her arms, with two small braids on her head, her round eyes were as big as grapes, and she was still smart.

Such a cute little girl, anyone who sees it wants to pinch it twice.

Meng Chuyuan said: "Of course you can. ”

The spoon in her hand tilted slightly, and she began to make the tourist's custom George and dinosaur.

In a few minutes, Meng Chuyuan effortlessly drew George, and then drew a dinosaur on his hand.

Seeing that Meng Chuyuan really drew George and the dinosaur, the little girl's eyes lit up, and she bent down in her mother's arms, her hand directly stretched out in the air.

Meng Chuyuan saw that she was a little anxious, and said gently, "Wait a while, because this sugar has not yet solidified." ”

"Okay." The little girl replied in a milky voice.

The mother hugged the little girl, looked down at her baby, and asked, "Niu'er, do you think my sister's painting is good?" ”

The girl nodded again and again: "It looks good." ”

Meng Chuyuan's eyebrows and eyes were a little soft, and his voice was sweet: "Thank you, little sister." ”

After a while, after the sugar had solidified, Meng Chuyuan slowly took it off the board, and then handed the sugar painting to the little girl.

It didn't take long for Meng Chuyuan to welcome a lot of guests on their side, and everyone was waiting in line for customization.

However, the other two groups were not so lucky.

Because they can't draw, even if they want to draw beautiful patterns, they don't have the strength.

They relied on brushing their faces to sell the sugar paintings left by the original stall owners, and they didn't know what to do later, the things they painted were so ugly that if they didn't give face to the fans, no one would want them.

Seeing that Qi Zhen had no clue, a female fan suddenly said: "Why don't you sign it, I'll buy two copies, and my girlfriend and I will have one each." ”

Qi Zhen thought about it carefully and felt that this was also a good method, so he agreed: "Okay." ”

[My mom, ten dollars to buy a celebrity's autograph, is this serious? ] 】

【Where is the location?】 Can I go over now Woo woo woo, I really want Qi Zhen's brother's autograph]

[Isn't it? Is this okay? Qi Zhen, you're too soft-hearted, aren't you, you're a traffic star, and you sell it for ten yuan? 】

Some fans saw that Qi Zhen was selling autographs here, so some fans of Liao Jiake ran to the main owner and boldly asked for an autograph.

In this way, the other two groups began to make their signatures into sugar paintings and sell them.

……

At about ten o'clock in the morning, all three groups of guests completed their tasks, but there were more and more customers in line, and they ended up staying open for half an hour longer.

The director saw that the time was almost up, so he asked the staff to come up and disperse the tourists so that the guests could call it a day.

Although this is indeed a business door, the program team will not use this to make money.

"Everyone, I'm sorry, our business hours are over, thank you for your support of our show."

The staff maintained order, and the remaining tourists who did not buy the sugar paintings could only leave with regrets, Meng Chuyuan finished making the last sugar paintings, handed them over to the guests, and then returned the stall to the old man.

After listening to Jiu's inventory of today's turnover, they were quite satisfied, exceeding their expectations.

Tingjiu suddenly remembered that a guest just now said that the other two groups were engaged in autographs, and asked them if they had any signatures here: "I heard that they are selling autographs, so is our sales at the bottom?" ”

(End of chapter)