Double Lover [Entertainment]

Lights up under the night sky.

The sparse figures swayed slightly with the breeze and overlapped.

A man wrapped in a coat and walked slowly down the long path to the shooting site.

When the staff saw that the chief director was coming, they hurriedly bent over slightly, moved the partition, and invited him into the blockade.

During the day, other members of the director's team went to follow the filming, but the chief director didn't come because he had something to do, so he only ordered a few other people to help watch.It was getting late now, so he pulled away, feeling uneasy, so he came to supervise the work.

The director team is generally responsible for arranging game tasks, contacting venues, and taking over a hundred people from the program team to transition and emergency handling of emergencies, and adjusting content.The rules of reality shows are not rigidly fixed. Sometimes for the sake of program effects, the program will be constantly modified and adjusted during the shooting process to achieve a more perfect effect.

He stood in the director's group, greeted everyone, and began to watch carefully with his sleeves in his hands.

"What does this word mean?"

Song Yuan propped up the corner of the table, stretched out his hand, and pointed to the position where the pointer on the turntable stopped.

"Literally. Don't say much, you draw the card first."

The hostess smiled slightly, and was not in a hurry to explain the task later. She just pinched a stack of black room cards, shuffled them randomly, and stretched out her hand.There are eight cards in total, each with a golden corner mark engraved on the upper left corner, which is the room number of each guest.

Song Yuan randomly drew two cards.

She lowered her head and read aloud: "1101."

Jiang Cha's long eyelashes trembled, and he was slightly taken aback.

That is her room number.

Song Yuan moved away the first room card, looked at the remaining one, and said softly: "1105."

Song Baiwei raised her eyes and smiled softly: "Mine."

Her expression was still calm, her lips were slightly raised, and she smiled slightly.

Long flaxen-colored curly hair hung loosely around her waist, and she wore a white chiffon skirt. Her temperament stood out against the night, like a white gardenia.

Song Yuan felt happy and looked at her aunt.

Although there are not many clues just looking at the expression, Song Baiwei has always been like this, never overjoyed or angry, and the expression on his face has always been flat.But after all, she has been her niece for so many years, and she always feels that she is in a good mood now.

Song Yuan raised his eyes and looked at the host with bright eyes.

"What does the word kiss mean? It means to let my aunt and sister Jiang kiss?"

Jiang Cha was taken aback, with an inexplicable feeling of bad premonition.

She couldn't help but glance at Givenchy.

She just stood quietly in the moonlight, her black body blending into the night, a little lonely and lonely.Except that his face was a little pale and cold due to the thin silver chain on the earlobe and the white diamonds shining coldly, he couldn't see anything else.

Ginger Tea recovered.

A little annoyed, he lowered his eyes and calmed down.

The host looked at Song Yuan suspiciously.

It took her a long time before she said as if she didn't understand: "Why do you draw two cards at a time? Do you want to kiss two people at once?"

Song Yuan was at a loss: "?"

The host stretched out his hand and said, "Give me these two cards."

Song Yuan obediently handed it over.

The host turned his back, shuffle the cards, then turned to look at her with a smile in his eyes: "Draw again."

Song Yuan took the bottom one and turned it over to take a look.

Under the moonlight, the house number in dark golden slightly concave cursive characters read: 1101.

"Sister Jiang's room."

Song Yuan raised his eyes and suddenly became nervous: "What does this mean?"

"You still don't understand?" The host couldn't help laughing: "Please kiss the guests who live in this room. You are not allowed to borrow seats, so many cameras are filming. Besides, it must be a French wet kiss."

Song Yuan trembled, as if struck from head to toe by lightning.

"I and......"

Just as Song Yuan was about to point to ginger tea, he caught a glimpse of Given standing in the crowd out of the corner of his eye.

Given's gaze first glanced at Jiang Cha, then casually moved away, looking aside in embarrassment.

"That." Song Yuan said to the host embarrassingly: "President Ji, do you mind?"

"Every guest has signed a contract to participate in this show. Since Mr. Ji has signed it, it means that she doesn't mind. You can rest assured about this."

Song Yuan didn't recruit.

She moved step by step, very cautious.

She hadn't been in a relationship yet, and her first kiss was about to disappear so vaguely.But the object is such a beautiful girl, it seems not bad.

The surrounding booing began:

"Xiao Song, hurry up!"

"Go ahead, what are you afraid of?"

"Hey, Xiao Song is shy."

Song Yuan still felt guilty for a while.

She looked sideways and saw Givenchy from a distance.

Given supported his forehead with one hand, his long eyebrows were slightly frowned, and his expression was tired, as if he was trying his best to endure something.

Then she slowly bent and squatted down, lowered her head, slightly parted her red lips, and panted lightly.

When she was telling her fortune just now, she heard her aunt say that Mr. Ji was plagued by illness, and his life expectancy was only one year at most.

At that time, Given smiled and denied it, saying that he was very healthy and had only caught a cold recently.He also said that her kind of half-hearted should not come to fortune-telling, it is like a curse.She said that she must live a long life and live longer than anyone else.

At that time, her aunt just casually glanced at Givenchy's palm, logically speaking, it was indeed not very accurate.

It's all feudal superstition.

But what she looks like now is really not normal.

Could it be that he caught a cold and was caught cold by the night wind, and that's why he has a headache?

possible.

Seeing that she didn't react much, Song Yuan boldly approached Jiang Cha slowly.

For a moment, the tip of her nose was filled with a light floral fragrance, a perfume of unknown tone, like jasmine, like the small white flowers on the apple tree in the daytime, sweet and light.

I was in a trance for a moment.

She leaned close to Jiang Cha's ear and asked softly, "Really kiss?"

Jiang Cha said softly, "Borrow your seat."

"I won't." Song Yuan pleaded: "Otherwise you come, you have a lot of filming experience, you should know how to make it look real."

Jiang Cha held the back of her head, turned her head slightly, and her lips moved closer and closer.

From a distance, this is a very ambiguous gesture.There seemed to be a slight blush on the snow-white cheeks, as if they were both very shy.

Song Yuan held his breath.

Ginger Tea's slender eyelashes are one by one, slender and moving, full of light moonlight, wet black and dense.

Almost posted.

At this moment, a hand suddenly grabbed Jiang Cha from behind, and a voice behind him said calmly, "I don't agree."

Givenchy's square diamond flashed by his ear, his expression was extremely cold, he didn't even look at ginger tea, and got angry.

In an instant, almost everyone could feel the substantive low pressure, and the air was chilly, as if frozen in an instant, which could freeze people.

She turned to the host and said word for word:

"The game did not say that coins cannot be traded privately."

"I'll give mine to Song Yuan."

Ginger Tea turned around.

There was a moment of astonishment on his expression.

The host was embarrassed, and she didn't know what to do in this situation, so she didn't reply immediately, but looked in the direction of the director team for help.

How could the director want to offend Givenchy, the great Buddha? When Song Yuan got ginger tea just now, he secretly thought: Although this link is interesting, it might offend others.He won't do anything that offends important guests, not to mention that the investor still has Givenchy's share. Apart from other friendships, he can't really do anything just by looking at the funds.

From another point of view, adding a scene of robbing people in the middle, the broadcast effect may be more exciting when the time comes.

The chief director smiled and gestured OK to the host.

"Boss Ji is right."

The host walked down the steps and smiled slightly: "This operation is not against the rules."

The crowd was dumbfounded.

Given gave up the coins he earned to Song Yuan, and Song Yuan obviously didn't do anything the next day, so he won the first place for no reason.

Good luck.

The night was slightly cool, and the wind was very light, blowing Givenchy's long curly hair one after another.

Slightly curly, soft and smooth, like an ink-colored waterfall, she has a face as white as ice and snow, with red lips, looking too eye-catching from a distance.

The two were close, but they looked at each other silently.

Jiang Cha's eyes turned to one side, unwilling to look at her.

There was a warm touch on the waist.

Tentatively, he tightened slightly.

This distance is so close that people instinctively want to retreat.

Given's eyes followed her.

Her eyes are beautiful, clear and clean, like a stream in a mountain forest.Biansheng's black eyes were extraordinarily quiet and bright. When looking at people, they didn't blink. He stared at her for a long time, not presumptuous, but inexplicably deep.

Jiang Cha has a thin skin, and after being watched by her for a long time, the roots of her white and greasy ears are slightly hot, and there is a faint blush.

Given the bracelet on her slender waist, he lowered his head, tilted his head slightly, and was about to kiss her close.

The cool tip of his nose touched her cheek.

A cold fragrance, accompanied by a warm breath.

at this time.

Wearing a headset, the host dutifully said: "Wait! Mr. Ji, you have to retweet it again! It was drawn by Song Yuan just now, so don't count!"

Given paused, he glanced sideways at her.

As soon as the host finished speaking, he almost bit his tongue.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-05-2200:07:27~2020-05-2223:58:06期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Professional passing by, Juan 1;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Awow; 4 bottles of Qingping;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!