Dressed as a cannon fodder little fool

The members of the Gu family were all dressed up as if they were going to a prom. The men were in neat suits, and the women were in evening gowns.

When the contestants entered the arena, the host looked at the script in a daze for a moment, this is not his script, when did he add words?

The first contestant winked at him, and the host fell silent, well, he knew who it was.

"Hello, audience friends, the first person to enter the venue is..."

[Xiaolu Xiaolu, desperate: Everyone pay attention to this pause, I always feel that it is not normal. 】

[Grandma Zaan: Pull it, what can be done here... Fuck! 】

The host took a deep breath, and colorful fireworks exploded on the stage. The host repeatedly said, "The first one to enter the arena is... the Gu family's side branch who is gentle, virtuous, kind and beautiful, with a height of 172 and a weight of 98. Grandpa Gu's cousin's niece's daughter, please give me a round of applause."

The host couldn't hold back and breathed quickly. The daughter of the uncle's niece was wearing a bright red body and walked over slowly on eight centimeter high heels.

The host has maintained his due qualities, and now he can barely smile, "Say hello to everyone."

The lady raised one hand and swung her fingertips to the left and then to the right, as if she was walking on the red carpet to greet her fans.

The host let out a dry cough and felt that he had encountered a major difficulty in his career. He tried hard to bring the topic back to the competition, "The first contestant, let me introduce myself first."

The daughter of my cousin's niece took the microphone with both hands and smiled at everyone, "Hello everyone, my name is Wei Shu."

The host couldn't keep smiling anymore, is that the end?

You are very good at speaking when you change the lines for me, why are you so shy now?It's cold, how can I make it up? !

He now regrets that he participated in this event for money, but he still has to continue. The host cheered up, "Does Miss Wei have confidence in herself? How many places do you think I can get?"

Wei Shu said "ah" in surprise, with a gentle voice, "I don't know how to draw. If you're talking about the ranking... it's the bottom one. I think I'm very stable."

The host wiped off his cold sweat, "It seems that our contestant is still very sure about the bottom one, oh, no. Hehehe, our contestant really has a sense of humor. Then let's take a look at the second contestant .”

The host hurriedly sent Wei Shu away and watched the second contestant walk up to the stage, tsk, he looked like an artist. Contestant No.2 is a young boy with long hair. The host took a look and it was all right!Standard for artists.

No.2 is Wei Shu's younger brother Wei Gou. The host doesn't know what happened to the parents of these two siblings.

He tried hard not to laugh out loud, "What is the job of our second contestant? Let me guess, is it a painter?"

Wei Gou nodded and smiled, "It's almost there."

The host straightened his chest in an instant, and he knew that he was right. This Young Master Wei looks fair and clean. At first glance, he looks like the kind who is always painting and drawing in the basement and is addicted to art. "Almost? Then I guessed wrong, so what exactly is our second contestant doing?"

"Contractor." Wei Gou showed his little white teeth and took out a business card from his breast pocket. The black stamped business card is high-end and elegant. There is a discount for printing 10 copies on Taobao. "Hello, audience friends in the live broadcast room, My name is Wei Gou, you can contact me at any time if you have cooperation, and you can enjoy a [-]% discount if you call within [-] minutes."

The host's eyes widened and he felt weak, "Contractor? How is this similar to a painter?"

Wei Gou frowned, "Aren't you looking down on me? We all make money with our hands. We are also drawing a blueprint for a better future. Am I wrong?"

Just when the host was about to say something to refute, Wei Gou's cell phone rang suddenly. He never expected to find a client in the live broadcast room, and it was a big deal.

Wei Gou kept nodding his head, "Oh, good, good. Discount? Of course, what you say is what you say, you saw it in the live broadcast room. Okay, add WeChat and give me a screenshot of the live broadcast room."

"Yeah, yeah. I'll give you a discount after confirming that it's correct."

"Okay, I'll help you contact the workers right away."

Wei Gou waved at the camera after finishing the phone call, "Goodbye everyone, I have to go to work, I forfeit the game."

The host held out Erkang's hand, but it was a pity that he couldn't keep him. Mr. Wei Gou's back was firm and decisive, and he walked very simply with the hope of making money.

What, do the players have a little contract spirit?

What kind of sand sculpture giants competition is this?

The host entangled the whole audience between quitting and being patient for money. He was tortured by this group of uncles.He finally understood that this "little snail number" cup is not a serious snail number at all, and it can be renamed "Sand Sculpture Number".

The remaining twenty or so were not very reliable. Some came on a blind date; some rebellious teenagers were forced by their parents to show their face in front of the old man;Just when the host was tortured to the last breath, a normal person finally came, and Bo San joined hands on the stage.

Gu Jinyan, who was sitting under the stage, covered his eyes and couldn't bear to look directly at him. This smoky makeup, black eyeliner, and bright clothes, are these Lin Changzhan's new trump cards?

This is clearly not the case on the resume!

This is fraud.

The host couldn't even utter a word now, he understood that there was no one who could draw in the drawing competition.

Due to the collapse of the host in the live broadcast room, a barrage host has been automatically born.

[Pick your lungs: Hello everyone, the host seems to be on the verge of despair.I did a quick search for the little host, and these three are Rong Xing's newly signed artists, that's right, they are the Rong Xing who is becoming popular with "Longevity".Their combined name is "Boiling Three". 】

[Puff your lungs: Puff puff, x degree x science says that boiling three means a passionate threesome, if you like them, just pick them as much as you want. 】

Bo San performed their designed poses on the stage again, and the audience in the live broadcast room was so greasy that they wanted to skip it directly.

[Boundless magic power: Oh my God, this competition is really... Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha, the purpose of the painting competition is to have all professions besides painters? 】

[Sui Yue Jing Hao: I am a career fan of Mr. Gu (don’t ask me why I fan a president, just ask him because he looks good on me), I opened this show with a sense of awe, and it really didn’t disappoint me .The Gu family is not only rich but also has an interesting soul, hehehehe. 】

[How can there be such a quiet time: The one in front is crazy, there is a limit to licking dogs, okay?There are still people watching this kind of rubbish competition, only sb will watch this kind of competition. 】

[The years are quiet and good: May I ask why you are posting barrage here, sb? 】

[I love you the most and can't escape: May I ask why you are posting barrage here, sb? 】

The host had a thorough understanding of the madness of the rich. He took a deep breath and wanted to make a final struggle, "Does our three-member team have the skills to draw?"

The youngest among the third class stood up proudly, "Yes, I learned painting when I was in elementary school, and I took the art class in the college entrance examination. Although I am an artist now, I still like painting to pass the time. Time."

The host held his hand excitedly, and the hot tears in his eyes could still be seen on the screen.

Finally... In this drawing competition, there is finally one who can draw.

The host felt that he saw hope, "Then I wish you a good result here."

The youngest made a gesture towards the camera, "Mabosan remember to cheer me up, I will take the first place."

[The final exam is suspended again: Mafeisan?He likes Chinese medicine. 】

[Pick your lungs: Friendship science popularization, fans of Mabosan, Bosan, are not the ones everyone thinks. 】

[I passed the fourth level: Have all the contestants finished?Ready to start the game? 】

[Pick your lungs: No, there are a total of 26 contestants, and there is the last contestant. 】

Where is the last player?

The host also had the same question as the audience in the live broadcast room. In the end, the contestant host named Qiao Anyan didn't show up no matter how he pronounced his name.

Just when the host thought he had retired, there was a faint snoring sound from the audience.

Player Qiao Anyan, he waited too long and fell asleep.

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