The sand sculpture is rebellious and loves to cause trouble for others.

At this moment, Xue Xiwu's manager looked at the artist behind Ye Qinghuan who was standing on tiptoes to pick at the crack of the door after walking pretentiously for who knows how many times. He had a look of despair on his face.

This kid has completely let himself go after taking up this variety show craft, and this character has been thrown into a corner without knowing it.

Now he not only has to worry every day about whether his stupid artist will be found out about his stupidity, but he also has to worry about whether he can restore his image as a male god in the future.

Although the number of fans is still increasing after this release, but... I see that the names on the Internet for Xue Xiwu have changed from the male god brother at the beginning to the "silly son" and "Erha brother" now.

The agent felt that the past few years had been in vain, and he would return to before liberation.

Xue Xiwu, who had not sensed the murderous intent of his agent at all, now stuck out his butt and craned his neck to listen carefully, as if he had stretched his neck even further and stretched it directly in front of him.

Su Yunze:......

"How about taking care of it?"

He really couldn't stand it any longer. Forget about Ye Qinghuan, at least his lying posture was still elegant. What the hell was Xue Xiwu's twisted body! !

You can change your clothes and appear directly as the male ghost blowing in the wind in front of the old country house!

Cheng Weiwei also felt the same, nodded heavily, pulled Ye Qinghuan back who was still gossiping with the little raccoon cat, quickly put a mobile phone dedicated to live broadcasting into her hand and ordered,

"Stop listening and work hard. Time is running out. Hurry up and log in to the account given by the director team to warm up the place first. If we install the equipment and this account doesn't have tens of thousands of followers, huh - just be nervous Just wait for me, tight skin."

Although Cheng Weiwei looks a bit like a white flower, when she has played the role of a superior in countless dramas and teaches others a lesson, she has such a strong aura that she can be the heroine of this world. Woolen cloth.

Ye Qinghuan immediately saluted and vowed to deliver.

"Promise to complete the task, otherwise you will become an adult!!"

After saying that, he picked up the phone and started poking. Cheng Weiwei was a little doubtful about the level of cooperation. Even Su Yunze, who was not far away, raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Ye Qinghuan was a little too proactive today.

But seeing that it was already afternoon and the layout of the live broadcast room was still in a mess, several people had no time to say anything at this moment and couldn't help but speed up.

But if the child is quiet, he must be acting like a monster.

Ye Qinghuan, who was holding her mobile phone, looked at the empty live broadcast room. She was having fun playing alone. Especially when she found out that the program team's WB account was under this account, she almost burst into laughter.

"Hehehe...hey, yes..."

[Leverage her strength to do what she is best at! Hehe~~hehe~~]

Seeing that several people did not notice anything strange about her, she hurriedly covered her phone to hide from the close-up of the camera, turned her back and performed some operations. Then, she directly opened the live broadcast room and began to silently broadcast the schedule of setting up the Shu Ancient Village live broadcast room. .

The camera is facing the three people in the middle of the room. He is not idle either. He rolls up his sleeves and takes out the lamp tubes on one side to assemble them. His posture is as if he has done it countless times and is extremely skilled.

The assistant director in the back was eating a lunch box when he suddenly noticed that the number of people in the live broadcast room had dropped sharply. He almost choked to death, so he hurriedly got closer to the screen to see what was going on!

[Hahaha, everyone, go to Ye Qinghuan’s live broadcast room. The angle of the live broadcast is so distorted that it makes people laugh. Cheng Weiwei, Xue Xiwu and Su Yunze still don’t know that their images have been ruined! ! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh]

[You guys made me laugh out loud when you read her comments in WB. The story of Cinderella and the Beast’s troubles in the struggle of such a rich family. Who is a good person who uses official titles to do this? The program team still doesn’t care! ]

[Haha, you see, she also commented on me. I said that I was not lucky enough to draw the basket, but she said it was fine. She would go to Europe this winter and cover herself up, and she would be back! ! Thank you very much. ]

[The program team hasn't discovered this yet. Sure enough, Ye Qinghuan cannot be in charge of her cell phone. Everything was sparkling! @好生, come out and take a look, your account is so popular! ! ]

The assistant director keenly noticed that it was related to Ye Qinghuan's mobile phone, and immediately pulled out the staff member responsible for opening the account. After a while, he finally remembered the WB account linked to this account, and the staff member felt completely bad.

With trembling hands, he opened the program group's large phone, and saw the surge of comments and private messages. Just looking at the numbers that seemed to be typed up, he tilted his head and asked the assistant director,

"Assistant director, look at the number of new fans this hour, do you still want to get your account back?"

Looking at the number that had increased by more than 100,000, the assistant director was silent and speechless. He waved his hand to let him go back, and he clicked into the screen of Ye Qinghuan's live broadcast account.

"No, what kind of honey angle and death effects are these! Hurry, ask someone to remind you."

If you really broadcast it like this and wait for a few people to find out, you must not offend Ye Qinghuan! !

In the live broadcast room, all the values ​​​​of beautification, leg slimming, face slimming and whitening are turned to the maximum screen. There are four white bamboo stick figures with ghosts coming and going, and protruding eye sockets can be seen on the faces that turn around from time to time. eyes and a chin sharpened into scissors.

The assistant director couldn't bear to look at him and moved his eyes away.

Su Yunze, who was reminded by the camera crew, quickly turned his attention to the mobile phone screen standing in front of the table. He almost went blind when he saw the 5.5 degree.

no! ! Who is this person? What's going on with this face?

"Ye Qinghuan, why didn't you adjust the data during the live broadcast? You are trying to ruin my image!!"

He leaned closer to the screen of his mobile phone and looked at himself with a childish face in front of the camera, eyes drooped to the atrium, and a sharp chin that could pierce the earth. He didn't know what to say at all.

Cheng Weiwei, who came over curiously, was even more shocked. She couldn't help but touch her cheeks and arms to confirm that the person in the picture was herself, and then she exclaimed,

"Ugh, this is the first time I've seen a person really shine!"

At this moment, the four people standing under the overhead light were white as a ray of light and thin as lightning. Even their closest relatives could not recognize their original appearance.

"Yeah yeah~ It's so fun, look-"

Xue Xiwu stepped forward out of curiosity, making various funny expressions and twisting around in front of the camera, making himself laugh out loud in the picture. In the end, he even showed off on the spot, making Ye Qinghuan's hands itchy.

So when Ren Qing, who had prepared lunch and invited a few people to come for dinner, walked in, he looked at the row of people dancing to Subject 3, shaking their legs and twerking passionately, and immediately left with his eyes wide open, standing at the door. Rubbing his eyes.

"Amitabha, I must be too tired today and have hallucinations in my eyes..."

"What's wrong? They're still busy!"

Yang Jun came out with the dishes and was a little confused when he saw Ren Qing's rare gaffe.

Ren Qing pointed to the door and said,

"My eyes hurt a little, why don't you call me!"

This couldn't help but arouse Yang Jun's interest. He had just discussed with the director team to get back the assistants he should have. He was full of fighting spirit at the moment, but as soon as he raised his head, he paused.

"Um... I feel like my eyes hurt too... Do you have any eye drops to help?"