The big man's wife is beautiful and sassy

At that time, there will be a host and several seniors who are good at singing or dancing or all-around to make professional comments.

Han Yiyi's status as a judge was the same as theirs, but their role was different.

The role of her existence is to represent truth, sharpness, and no water can be mixed in it.

To put it bluntly, Han Yiyi, as a specially invited judge, needs to be precise and unique in his comments at that time, and he can comment freely on what to say, deficiencies or unpleasant places.

Seeing this, Han Yiyi became even more speechless.

"The setting of the judges is completely to promote hatred."

Meng Fei snapped her fingers: "Sister Yiyi summed it up very well."

"Then you still want to pick it up for me?" She rolled her eyes.

"Don't worry, sister, we have analyzed it from various angles, and we think it's still possible to continue. Not only is it interesting, but it won't necessarily be scolded."

Meng Fei smiled and said, "I'm not sure if it's someone else, but sister Yiyi, I'm quite confident."

"Actually, you just need to be realistic. Even if you are really scolded, it's just some idiot fans yelling at you. It's nothing to worry about."

Han Yiyi sneered: "I really don't know who came up with this program group. This kind of judge setting, which artist dares to accept it, isn't it just asking for trouble for myself."

"Yes, how big is the connection between people, but the director of the key people doesn't like it."

There are so many entertainers in the entertainment industry, but the resources are numerous, there are too many monks, and there are simply too many people who want to be popular.

As long as it is attractive, topical, and eye-catching, those who want to be popular or crazy will not be let go, such as this special spot for the judges.

But there is no way, these people are willing to accept, and the director must like it.

Those who dare to take on this kind of work are either those seniors who are highly respected and not afraid of being scolded, or they have backgrounds and are not afraid of being scolded.

After all, even if you are scolded, the resources belonging to Han Yiyi should be as much as possible, and as good as they should be.

Seeing that Han Yiyi didn't speak, Meng Shi thought for a while and took out the basic information of the eighty guests: "Sister Yiyi, take a look at this."

"Among the eighty people, a few are amateurs, and most of them are trainees trained by various entertainment companies, young artists who have just debuted."

"You are looking at the background of each of them, and one-third of them have a little bit of background."

Han Yi raised his eyebrows: "Is that so?"

She took it over and took a look, and it was true that these one-third of the artists were either rich in their families and had spent money to squeeze in the places.

Or it was a well-known producer, director, or agent in some media company, who was related to them, or vigorously cultivated.

There are also a few who are in business at home, and their families are rich and not short of money, but they just want to be in the entertainment industry.

Han Yiyi wanted to laugh a little, and basically guessed why the director specially set up such a specially invited judge seat.

Meng Shi smiled: "Of course, if you still don't want to participate, sister Yiyi, I've also watched a literary movie."

"Because the subject matter is relatively unorthodox, the ratings may not be too high, and the topic will not be too much, but this is the first time you make a movie after your comeback, so it's okay to test the waters."

"Literary and artistic films do not have a large audience, but the script of that film is well written, it can be shot, and the shooting cycle is not too long."

After thinking about it one by one, Han Yi still accepted the job of being a special judge for the talent show variety show.

As a result, the cooperation contract was signed only in the morning, and the news was posted on the variety show's official website 3 minutes later.

This look means that it was prepared in advance and posted on the spot.

Meng Fei looked at the phone and laughed so that her stomach hurts: "Oh, I'm so happy, this director is so insecure, he signed the contract, and he looks like he is afraid that sister will go back and run away. The official announcement is so fast."

Han Yiyi also felt dumbfounded.

The director can't help it either, so what if he signed the contract, he can go back on his word, as for the liquidated damages, huh, Han Yiyi won't be able to pay it?
The recording of this variety show officially started a week later, and it was broadcast while recording.

Han Yiyi took advantage of these few days to study the hard knowledge of singing and dancing. Since he was accepted as a judge, even if he is not professional, he should not be too unqualified.

……

A few days passed, and the weekend came. Han Yiyi and Mu Chenzhou each had something to do, so the task of taking the two little guys to play fell on Chu Ran.

After so many years of raising her body, she is still recovering well, so it's good to go out for a walk.

Mu Chenzhou arranged for a driver, two servants, and several bodyguards to accompany them in casual clothes, so as to take care of them and protect their safety.

The two little guys watched cartoons and movies, went to a newly opened playground to play all afternoon, and then they were ready to go home satisfied.

As a result, something went wrong when I went to throw out the trash.

"You dead girl, come back to me, do you hear me?"

"Okay, you run, wait until I catch you, and see if I don't break your leg."

The two little guys saw a big trash can at the entrance of an alley, and were about to throw away the snack bags in their hands, but they heard the cursing voice coming from the alley.

Before they could turn around, they were caught off guard.

"Ouch."

It was Mu Huiling who was hit. She frowned and turned around, and saw a very thin man with messy hair and dark clothes sitting on the ground.

Behind him, a middle-aged man with a relatively strong figure was chased. The middle-aged man was flushed, his eyes were cloudy, he smelled of alcohol, and he was wearing dirty slippers on his feet.

Two bodyguards immediately stepped forward and stopped the strong man.

"Who are you, get out of here."

The strong man yelled angrily, and stared at the people on the ground fiercely: "Damn girl, don't dare to run away, I will beat you to death today."

The two little guys looked curious.

"Damn girl? Is this a girl?"

Mu Peichen shrugged: "It doesn't look like it at all, like a little beggar."

Seeing the ferocious appearance of the drunk man, the girl was so frightened that she grabbed the trouser leg of one of the bodyguards. The bodyguard almost reacted subconsciously and kicked him.

"Hey, why is he chasing you?"

Mu Huiling rubbed her chin: "Could it be a human trafficker, the kind who abducts and sells children?"

"Wow, that's too bad." Mu Peichen exclaimed.

Although the brawny man was a little drunk, he was still sober. Hearing the words, he said, "What kind of human trafficker, don't talk nonsense, this is my daughter."

"Don't meddle in your own business, get out of the way quickly."

The girl was trembling all over. She fell a little bit hard just now, and her knees hit her eyes so hard that she couldn't stand up.

Afraid of being caught back, she immediately shook her head violently: "No, I'm not his daughter, and I don't know him."