Fake it on a dating show

Seeing that the marriageable age in the eyes of his parents is about to pass, it is not without reason that Zhao Minglang has not yet had a stable relationship.

Zhao Minglang is different from ordinary people in some aspects - she can smell the smell of people.

It's not the smell of perfume or sweat that floats on the surface, but a wonderful smell that goes deeper.

For example, the gentle and elegant old professor in the neighbor's house always has a mellow black tea aroma on him.

Another example is Zhao Minglang’s elementary school classmate, which is unflavored fruit candy, with a hint of sweetness. After Zhao Minglang asked curiously, he found out that his family opened a candy store. A few years later, he also had to put on dentures early because of tooth decay. .

Of course, there are also some that have a stench that smells like a sewer.

Those smells are more or less related to a person's personality and environment. Most of the sweet, fresh, and mild ones are gentle and straightforward, with no heart.

On the contrary, among the rancid, filthy and unpleasant smells, nine out of ten are not easy to get along with. The criminals and unscrupulous profiteers that Zhao Minglang has seen almost all have this kind of smell.

The smell is not as strong as it sounds in the literal sense, and you can only smell it when you get close, but it is not suitable for long-term close relationship.

And the taste will change gradually.

Most of it is the sweet and warm taste when you are young, but it becomes an unpleasant sour smell when you grow up.

Because of this reason, Zhao Minglang simply pushed people away and looked at them through a line.

It was in her best interest to be in business.

Others didn't know the details, but thought Mr. Zhao was born aloof, and called her the Flower of Gaoling behind his back.

Zhao Minglang took it for granted and didn't care.She had met too many people, and thought that no one could shock her anymore.

Until she met Lin Xingyue.

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Lin Xingyue had a faint milky aroma.

From the moment we first met, Zhao Minglang couldn't help but care about this.

She'd only smelled it on little children.

At most, you will encounter this smell at the gate of the middle school campus.

But among the adults, Lin Xingyue was still the first.

Zhao Minglang doubted whether she was an adult - although her demeanor looked more like a student who had just entered university, that baby face made it difficult to tell her age.

"C-I'm an adult." Lin Xingyue blinked in confusion, "I'm 22 this year, do you want to see my ID card?"

The oversimplification is consistent with the smell.

Zhao Minglang let out a "puchi" laugh, and leaned against the table and waved to her, gesturing for no need.

She didn't doubt Lin Xingyue's words, and the show crew wouldn't be so stupid as to find minors to participate in the blind date show.

As the atmosphere calmed down, Lin Xingyue couldn't help laughing, her brows and eyes were curved like the moon, and there were stars hidden in her eyes.

The sound of knocking on the door sounded untimely at this time, and the anxious voice of the staff sounded outside the door.

"Zhao, Mr. Zhao, Mr. Zhao, something is wrong. Several guests have passed out. Brother Shao asked me to ask you if there is anything you can do."

The staff slammed on the door, completely unaware that there was anything wrong with disturbing the people like this, and were already stunned by this sudden situation.

Zhao Minglang opened the door with a cold face, the staff was startled, hiccupped on the spot, and stammered to explain when asked about the situation.

The guests in the dressing room in front had just put on their makeup and were about to go to the front to see the venue, but they fell to the ground one by one as soon as they were halfway there, scaring the accompanying staff.

Cleverly, he immediately called the accompanying doctor, and was told to send him to the hospital for emergency treatment, but the person in charge was still worried about the show.

The people who passed out were all Internet celebrities they hired at a high price. At this time, they were half lying down, and one of the features of the program was live broadcast. This episode almost immediately sentenced them to death.

"What about the guests?" Zhao Minglang asked.

"The doctor said it might be food poisoning. Someone invited them to dinner at noon, which is justified. They were sent to the hospital just now, and it may take half an hour to know the result. But the show will definitely not be able to catch up, and it will start in another hour... ..."

Zhao Minglang frowned and thought for a moment.

Taking this opportunity to give up this program is not a bad idea, but this is a live broadcast program on the TV station, the time has been arranged long ago, and the trailer has been dropped, so the sudden cancellation at this time will naturally cause a lot of trouble for the TV station.

Moreover, this show is also the first show under her name, so such a dramatic ending is really disappointing.

Soon Zhao Minglang made a final decision and decided to give the program team a hand.

"First appease the rest of the people, explain the situation clearly, and then find all the people who can be found. It is really not enough staff to go on top. Wait for the news from the hospital and confirm that the program group has no responsibility before continuing the live broadcast."

The staff got the order, as if they had a backbone, they quickly calmed down and turned their heads to convey it.

One hour is really too short, not to mention the explanation and simple script review. When the news comes from the hospital, there are only three guests who can be present including the appropriate staff.

Lin Xingyue still stayed in the original room, but she also heard the ins and outs, and as the staff looked more and more distressed, she began to fidget.

Zhao Minglang noticed the tight corners of her lips, and asked her, "What do you want to say?"

Lin Xingyue thought for a while, and replied: "I have two friends who live not far from here. They don't have a job today. They are single. They usually work part-time as group performers. They are about my age, and they are both beautiful. If Zhao I don't mind, I can call them over immediately."

If you are close, you can arrive quickly. The part-time extras are camera-conscious, and they are beautiful and suitable for being on camera. There is no sense of disobedience when they are similar in age to go on a blind date show.

The logic is clear and fully meets the conditions of the program group.

Zhao Minglang raised his eyebrows, while nodding his head calmly: "Then I will trouble you."

Lin Xingyue's eyes lit up, and the dimples on her cheeks dazzled a little: "Thank you, Mr. Zhao!"

After finishing speaking, he trotted all the way to the corner and made a phone call.

The staff member frowning on the side: "Then there is still one person short."

Zhao Minglang followed Lin Xingyue with his eyes, and he answered casually after hearing the words: "There is still me."

The staff froze for a moment, suspecting that they had heard it wrong: "Mr. Zhao, what did you say?"

Zhao Minglang turned his head to look at him, and changed his expression from a slight smile to a cold expression in an instant: "I said that I will also participate, so the number of people is enough."

The staff judged from her expression that this time it should not be his hallucination.

"...Oh, oh." He stammered in reply.

However, Zhao Minglang stopped looking at him a long time ago, and turned to talk to Lin Xingyue who was calling back.

The gentle expression made the staff feel that they were dazzled.

"The rules of the program group, they have told you before." Zhao Minglang asked.

"Yeah." Lin Xingyue nodded, "Choose the most inconspicuous place to stand, and try not to speak or make a sound so as not to attract attention, even if you are selected, you can refuse."

"This is generally the case, but sometimes unexpected situations may require your cooperation. After entering the arena, you will follow me." Zhao Minglang said.

Lin Xingyue was a little hesitant because this item was not included in her ornamental vase contract.

"I'm the boss." Zhao Minglang scanned Lin Xingyue from top to bottom, and finally fixed on the slippers she hadn't had time to change, "Extra work will also bring additional rewards."

"Good boss!" Lin Xingyue's eyes lit up when she heard the second sentence, and without thinking about anything else, she just nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, "It's all up to you."

"Pfft—" Zhao Minglang couldn't help laughing.

"What's wrong?" Lin Xingyue was at a loss.

"It's nothing." Zhao Minglang replied, "You look cute."

This sentence is true.

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An hour passed in a flash, and the program team was in a hurry, and finally got ready at the last moment.

Zhao Minglang had other matters to deal with, so he left for the time being. Lin Xingyue followed the other guests through the aisle, looking back from time to time.

The male guests enter the venue immediately after the female guests.

Lin Xingyue was a few steps behind, and bumped into the person who came first.

The man in the suit was rather handsome, his hair was fixed back with dozens of hairspray, and at first glance his expression was mild. His eyes fell on Lin Xingyue, and the moment she turned her head she couldn't help showing a bit of amazement.

Lin Xingyue didn't notice that someone behind her was taken aback, so she took a step back and apologized repeatedly.

"It doesn't matter, you didn't mean it." The man smiled at her and praised, "You are beautiful."

"Thank you." Lin Xingyue lowered her head uncomfortably. She is rarely praised for her beauty, and she still feels embarrassed when she hears it.

She couldn't help but grabbed the hem of the skirt, thinking that it was Zhao Minglang's credit.

The simple and clean white dress was chosen by Mr. Zhao. It replaced the gorgeous and complicated red dress prepared by the makeup artist. The shoulder-length short hair was tied into a small bun. The invisible eyes looked big and bright. When looking down at people, it looks like a lively deer in the forest.

The youthful and lively style that is different from others easily catches the eye.

"What's your number? I will definitely choose you first when I play later. I hope that you will give priority to me when you reverse the election. Compared with other people, my conditions are not bad. If you choose me, you will not suffer... ..."

Lin Xingyue wanted to leave early, but the man behind chased her and chattered endlessly, even blocking her at the exit.

"There are still a few minutes before the official opening, we can chat first."

The man blocked the door.

Lin Xingyue began to feel a little bored.

"I'm just here for a formality." Lin Xingyue didn't want to quarrel with him and attract other people's eyes, so she whispered, "I won't choose anyone."

"Really, maybe you will change your mind." The man smiled confidently, and put on a pose he thought he was handsome, "I see, you are shy, how about this, let's exchange contact information, and we can also exchange feelings in private , To be honest, I am looking forward to the following three-day tour process."

"Sorry..." Lin Xingyue stepped back, trying to avoid this self-talking man, but it was of no use.

The man was taller than her, and he easily blocked her with his feet. She turned several directions but couldn't get rid of him.

Lin Xingyue looked around over his shoulder, trying to find the passing staff to solve the problem.

The man reached out to grab her hand.

Lin Xingyue subconsciously withdrew her hand.

The man failed to touch her, and his outstretched hand was stopped halfway. This is not a gentle and beautiful experience.

He turned his head, and the woman's bright face appeared in front of him. Normally, he would definitely approach her immediately to get close. At this moment, he just felt a little scared.

The woman grabbed his arm, she looked tall but thin, but the strength in her hand was unexpectedly strong, the man's forehead was dripping with cold sweat, and he had the illusion that his arm was about to be wrenched off.

"What are you doing here to our children?"

Zhao Minglang's tone was colder than usual, and every word was poured into the man's ears like ice scum.