The people in the program team waited in place for a while, and found that the warm tea was still the same hanging sample, and the director was so painful that he directly asked the driver to drive the car away.

This kind of hard stubble was an iron sheet that couldn't be chewed at first, and after slipping her for a long time, she knew that it was bad.

The producer was a little worried, "What if you keep her here?" ”

"Isn't there a camera?" The director snorted: "Those people don't eat dry food."

"Okay."

The driver drove away with the crowd in a van.

Wen Cha sat on the suitcase and stared at the little brothers with the camera.

The little brother of the camera has seen the nonsense of warm tea, and he doesn't dare to talk to her, so he finds a good angle to stay and doesn't say a word.

Wen Cha grabbed a handful of explosive heads, thinking about the hidden family genes in the original owner's personality, and only felt that the phantom limbs hurt.

She hugged her suitcase and mentally calculated the certainty of getting out of here, but the result was not satisfactory.

As the director's assistant said, the original owner is already a thorn in the head of pigs and dogs at home, smoking and drinking, drag racing and gambling, going to nightclubs to change boyfriends, following the big brother in the society to form gangs, gathering crowds to fight, in addition to taking drugs, it is simply evil, the original owner's father wanted to tell her at first, after finding out that she was incurable, there was really no way, and finally after accidentally discovering the show "Metamorphosis", he was determined to send the original owner out for transformation.

I can't go back, I can't go back after three months, I will be a good girl or something, and there is a possibility of a finger slit, of course, before staying, according to the personality of the original owner, no one here should think about it.

After Wen Cha loaded for a while, 13, her cold teeth began to fight, and she opened the suitcase roughly, trying to find a coat, but as soon as she saw the contents of the suitcase.

Good guys are all snacks and three-point cool pajamas and the like, shit, this is such a fool.

Wen Cha rummaged through it, and finally pulled out a punk denim jacket full of rivets, which was short and exposed to a large waist, and it didn't do much to wear on the body.

Wen Cha had a premonition that he would freeze to death.

She pulled her hair, opened the snacks and chewed them, and with a violent attitude, she dismantled all the snacks, tasted them one by one, and then picked a pack of barely palatable, and threw the rest aside, indicating that she didn't need it.

When the photographers on one side saw her movements, they all had the urge to catch her and beat her.

Why did the program team forget to accept her snacks???

Such a waste of food, it should be soaked in the pig cage!

After eating snacks, it was not early, the director had already gone to the residence of the program team, and he didn't come back for a long time, and the photographers wanted to scold their mothers because of the warm tea, but they couldn't complain yet.

Wen Cha clapped his hands, got up from the suitcase, didn't look at the photographer, dropped the suitcase and was about to run in the direction it was opened, but decided to try to see if he could go home and pay or something.

The photographer's little brothers were frightened by her, and hurriedly called the director, the director and his party were eating at the farmhouse.

"My aunt, what the hell do you want to do?" The director was so troubled by her: "You just don't want us to be better, right?"

"Yes," Wen Cha hugged her shoulders, a triumphant smile crossed her eyes, "You don't let me have a good time, why should I want you to be better!" ”

"Alas! My little ancestor, won't we let you have a good time? You touch your conscience and say it. The director's mouth turned white with a headache, "If you really don't let us get better, just hurry up and live in the house, and torture us every day in the future, okay?" ”

"Not good." Wen Cha shook her head, "If you lie like this, I would have distinguished it when I was in kindergarten." ”

Director: "......"

"I'm going home." Wen Cha lost his initial violence, and said unhurriedly: "You let us go home and everything is good to say."

Director: "No."

"If it doesn't work, it's okay, change me to a bigger house." She raised her chin and looked at the broken, leaky clod house, "If you don't change my house, then don't blame me." ”

"You can't change the house," the director didn't ask her at all, "The little girl who exchanged with you, named Xue Fei, lived here before, and now she lives in your villa and is taken care of by your family, you should also live in her house and live in harmony with her family." ”

The original intention of "Metamorphosis" is to help children in society who have differences in psychology, personality, outlook on life, and world view due to various factors, so that they can find their true selves.

Its premise is to let the children who are arrogant and domineering in the city and do not worry about food and clothing exchange with the children in the countryside, the rural children go to the city, and the urban children go to the poor remote mountainous areas, each of them can experience another life and change themselves.

This show, in the eyes of some, is unfair to rural children.

After all, while rural children and urban children spend three months exchanging, urban children may get better and live their own lives again, but rural children will also lose those short-term wealth and return to their original state.

This is predestined, equivalent to a dream in a long life.

If the psychological quality of these children is strong enough, the exchange is really nothing to them, and the fear is that such a change will be counterproductive.

What if rural children can't adapt to such a beautiful and barren change?

Based on this premise, the rural children who were exchanged also received a sum of money from the program team to change their lives.

This kind of money and goods seem cold, but in fact it is very realistic, otherwise there would not be so many people who would accept this show that involves too much privacy.

"Are you going to buy and sell?" Wen Cha scoffed at the director's statement: "I didn't pursue her dove occupying the magpie's nest and enjoying my glory and wealth, you still want me to love her family, my brain is fine, right?"

"Golden tea! Don't go too far! The director was forced to lose his temper by her condescending attitude: "Aren't you a daughter here?" I can't live the life you want, if you want to live a better life, forget about those drunken dreams and death, and stay for me honestly, this is not the imperial capital, and you can't be wild! ”

"What if I want to go wild?"

"Then you're left to fend for yourself."

The director would rather fight with her than quarrel with such a messy little girl.

"No one here will tolerate your bad temper, we don't provoke you, we look at your young age, we don't care about you, if you are an adult, you have to be responsible for every word you say."

"Huh!" Wen Cha sneered: "You still want to sue me?"

"I just want to teach you what respect is." The director said in a fierce voice: "If you can't learn to respect others, no one will respect you."

After saying this, the director turned around angrily and left.

The producer chased after him, and he had the heart to comfort and comfort this deflated old man.

The director's assistant stared at Wen Cha and sighed, and said all the things he didn't want to say before: "Jin Cha, the little girl you exchanged with is still a primary school student whose parents died early, she has only one brother in her family, and she relies on her brother to go out every morning to chop wood and pick herbs for a living, if it weren't for the poor family who can't afford to pay the tuition, who wants to be on the show and tell the world about their predicament?"

"Compared to you, she really has nothing to be proud of, in the eyes of your family, she is not as good as you on a finger, but in my eyes, she is not barren, at least she is richer than you."

After saying this, the director's assistant looked at Wen Cha, wanting to see something moving on her face.

Wen Cha was not only unmoved by her words, but even laughed, she met the assistant's gaze and blinked: "Isn't it just that you tell me so much that I am superficial and not as good as a primary school student?" You want me to stay willingly. ”

The assistant director blushed: "I'm just telling you the facts."

"Young people just talk better than the old stuff."

Wen Cha snorted twice: "You're right, how can a heartthrob like me let a primary school student compare."

The assistant's eyes lit up: "What do you mean?"

"Reluctantly stay, compare the elementary school students."

Wen Cha made a thumping motion, and under the purple lips of the, a pair of sharp little tiger teeth were exposed, with a sharp and cold appearance, and the director's assistant who watched it trembled.

This is too cruel, isn't it?