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In the end, Diao Cihang made a final decision and decided to eat the whole takeaway feast first, as a purely polite welcome ceremony for Yu Wenqiu.

Yu Wenqiu went to the table with everyone, and then asked:

"Manager, where is my camera convenient?"

Diao Cihang simply took the camera in his hand:

"I have prepared a bracket, thinking it will be useful, I will put it on for you, you can eat."

Yu Wenqiu thanked and followed everyone to the table.

Just was curious: "It's the first time I've worked with them to shoot this thing, and it's a bit different from the live broadcast—do you shoot everything you eat and sleep?"

Zhuo Jie rolled his eyes: "Shooting everything while eating and sleeping is human surveillance! Someone has a script, okay?"

"As long as you're smart, finish your speech. Is there a script? Is that what you can say under the camera?" Mi Hu complained, then turned his head and winked at Yu Wenqiu, "Is there a script? Can you read it?"

Yu Wenqiu didn't hesitate at all.

He frankly took out a booklet that was violently folded in half from his large decorative trouser pocket:

"Yes, there is, but the planning of the program group is a bit slow, and the script is very thin."

The planning of online self-media is not so comprehensive. The so-called script is actually just a simple manual that lists reminders and task lists.

As soon as Diao Cihang came back and sat down, he heard a well-behaved child who was said to be "very sensible" saying that the program planning was a bit slow, and he twitched the corners of his mouth in surprise, and... for no reason, he remembered Li Chengbei's request, and a little ominous incident occurred premonition.

"Hey!" Just sat opposite Yu Wenqiu, he stretched out his arms to take the booklet, "Let's pay our respects."

Zhuo Jie and Mi Hu also squeezed their heads to join in the fun, and read aloud in a long voice——

Zhuo Jie: "11, shake hands with Suishen."

Mi Hu: "12, take a photo with Suishen."

Zhuo Jie: "13, if you can, play with Suishen..."

Before Zhuo Jie could finish speaking, Yu Wenqiu was completely stunned.

He stood up abruptly, bared his teeth and claws, stretched out his hand, pressed his palm on the booklet with a snap, and stammered with red ears:

"Write, write for fun!"

But Yu Wenqiu's fingers were slender, but his hands were not big, and his five fingers were separated without blocking a few words.

"Go! Go! Go!"

Just is a fun-loving player, and he especially likes to watch people die.

He patted Yu Wenqiu's wrist, which was struggling from the opposite side, cut him open mercilessly, and handed the pamphlet to Wan Sui, with a beaming expression on his face:

"Ahem, now the microphone is given to the Lord Long Live, when are you going to check in for him?"

The pamphlet had already been placed in front of Wan Sui, and Yu Wenqiu didn't grab it, and he didn't grab it, and the blush on his ears ran down his neck, staining his neck also red.

Seeing that the "script" could no longer follow the script, Yu Wenqiu could only secretly scold himself for being careless eighty times, and forced a calm look on his face. The people who eat melons said:

"Execute me publicly, and I will write down the hatred of my family members."

Zhuo Jie and the others were taken aback for a moment, then laughed.

Wan Sui smiled, he didn't intend to see the privacy of the little idol, but he was a little curious by the phrase "family members".

So he lowered his head and casually glanced at the creased booklet.

The first ten items are printed, and from No. 11 onwards, they are crooked but neatly handwritten——

"11. Shaking hands with Sui Shen

12. Take a photo with Suishen

13. If you can, play games with Suishen

14. If you can't, beg him!

15. If you get a chance, tell him..."

"Tell him" is followed by three unfinished points, Wan Sui didn't know what Yu Wenqiu wanted to tell himself when he wrote this line.

The character "Sui" has so many strokes, one character is as big as two.

Like elementary school students.

I wrote so many times, but I didn't see any signs of impatience.

Moving the line of sight upwards, the content of the third typed text is to ask Yu Wenqiu to visit the rooms of professional players, but there is still a little handwritten comment on this content——

Yu Wenqiu circled the words "the contestants'" and commented next to it:

"Flint God"

Wan Sui raised his eyebrows and glanced at Yu Wenqiu. The latter wanted to see his expression but didn't dare to look at it, so he was ashamed to death.

not on purpose.

Thanks to Diao Cihang's foresight, otherwise, this group of people would have displayed this task list under the camera, and then made it known to the world——Wan Sui had a fan who gave away his head thousands of miles away.

"That's not right," Zhuo Jie savored the product carefully, and said, "Is TB only one starter? You have added this clause to fifteen, why are you still not mentioning a word about the excellent Jamie?"

Yu Wenqiu snorted coldly, completely forgetting his idol status, and said word by word:

"Sixteen, when you're in a good mood, give some good looks to other outstanding players, and when you're in a bad mood, just ignore it."

Wan Sui was afraid that the "other contestants" would explode on the spot if the "other contestants" continued to make trouble, so he suppressed the smile on his face, told the booers to shut up and eat, and at the same time closed the booklet in his hand, and continued to eat as usual. Some creases were folded, and the jade was returned to Zhao, saying:

"My room is a little messy."

Yu Wenqiu reached out to take it, and pursed his lips.

Is this a tactful rejection of him?

Yu Wenqiu didn't know the taste of the whole takeaway feast, and it wasn't until Diao Cihang talked to him that he realized that everyone had almost eaten.

Yu Wenqiu quickly wiped his mouth: "I'm fine."

Diao Cihang said at the right time: "The room is tidied up, I'll take you up there."

Yu Wenqiu opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything, got up and went to the door to get the suitcase.

Wan Sui took advantage of him turning his back, sat on the sofa and asked Diao Cihang, "Did you prepare another room?"

Diao Cihang gritted his teeth: "There are only a few rooms in total, and one room for each person will be refunded for more and less for less, so where can I get another one?!"

"I thought you'd let Jamie sleep in the living room," Wan Sui said after thinking for a while, "or let the good-tempered Kitty sleep on the floor in Just's room."

"Why didn't you invite Yu Wenqiu to sleep with you?" Diao Cihang rolled his eyes, "Okay, even though it was originally for Xiaoqiu Shen, it was the house Stone lived in before he retired, and he will still be there in the future. Living in a new starting player, what should I pay attention to."

Wan Sui spread his hand, expressing that he was not particular about it.

But when Yu Wenqiu passed behind him, he leaned his head slightly on the back of the sofa and raised his eyes:

"The room was originally intended for the Fall players, but before that, it was also our ex-mechanic's room."

Wan Sui paused and said:

"The things have been changed again, do you mind?"

After all, Xiao Qiu is gone.

Regardless of whether Wan Sui asked this question because he was worried that Yu Wenqiu felt that he should respond, or whether he planned to be attacked by fans after the Vlog was released online...

He is thoughtful and considerate.

In Yu Wenqiu's ears, this warm reminder can be called intimate.

But it actually made him feel a little bit of regret and sadness.

"I don't mind." Yu Wenqiu pulled the corner of his mouth with difficulty and said, "It's fine if you don't change it."

The room Yu Wenqiu will live in for these three days is not big, it is on the third floor, on the first floor with the rooms of Wan Sui and Diao Cihang.

Diao Cihang sent him into the house, and introduced: "Long Live God has a private bathroom in his own house. I only live in the base occasionally when I work overtime at night. If you want to wash up, you can use the bathroom on the third floor, which is also convenient. The three of them are downstairs. The room The configuration is the same as upstairs, when Jamie worked so hard to get an MVP back, it was only then that he got a room with a solo guard on the second floor."

Yu Wenqiu smiled: "Distribution according to work, reasonable."

Yu Wenqiu opened the door, the room is clean and bright, the decoration is simple but very comfortable at first glance, there is a marble window sill under the bay window, you can lie down alone, it looks quieter and more comfortable than the company's trainee dormitory .

If the weather is fine, he can see the sun, dusk and the stars without pulling the curtains.

Yu Wenqiu felt a sense of grievance in his heart.

He should have owned this place, but lost it unexpectedly, and now he can only rely on a strange identity to "occupy the magpie's nest" here.

Yu Wenqiu pointed the camera he brought upstairs together and took a picture around the room, chatting with Diao Cihang without saying a word, on the surface he was doing his best to do the work he should do today, but in his heart he was childish and determined. think--

He wants to live here.

He doesn't want to go.

"I'll turn it off first, and it doesn't have to be recorded for 24 hours, as long as there are a few key scenes." After recording a round, Yu Wenqiu turned off the camera.He hesitated for a moment, and said to Diao Cihang, "Manager, the show should have talked to you? It's just... what kind of filming tasks do I have?"

"Hmm," Diao Cihang said, "Of course, we will try our best to cooperate, don't worry."

"No, I'm not worried," Yu Wenqiu scratched his hair, seemed a little irritated because he couldn't speak well, and finally said bluntly, "I want to talk about... about the Fall players, I don't want to tell you guys Talk about this. I know a lot of people pay attention to this, and even want to hear what TB thinks of him, but I... I don’t want to consume this.”

Yu Wenqiu lowered his eyelashes: "Everyone is gone."

Diao Cihang was very surprised by his straightforwardness, but he didn't show it on the surface: "If possible, we certainly hope that it's best not to talk about this."

——The program team is looking for them to cooperate at this juncture because they want to touch on this hot topic.

If they can, even if the dumb eat coptis, they don't want to consume the dead.

Diao Cihang ran through the information about Yu Wenqiu he had learned last night, and what impressed him the most was undoubtedly his speech on elimination.

So Diao Cihang asked: "Are you a fan of Xiao Qiushen?"

"Ah," Yu Wenqiu was ambiguous, "hmm."

"No wonder," Diao Cihang patted him on the shoulder and smiled, "You don't seem to be the same as you look. Okay, let's clean up briefly. I wanted to take you around the base first, but your camera can't It's off, let's talk about it at night. How about we go to the training room first? The program team told me that you can do live broadcast when you are not shooting video."

Yu Wenqiu was instantly pulled out of his sullen mood, and his heart cleared up.

He moved his fingers subconsciously, then hummed with his eyes wide open.

Diao Cihang looked into his eyes and was in a trance for a moment.

And Yu Wenqiu has been swept into the house like a gust of wind.

After quickly cleaning up, Yu Wenqiu followed Diao Cihang to go downstairs, but met Wan Sui at the top of the stairs who didn't know what he was doing upstairs.

Diao Cihang glared at him: "Why are you going back to your room? Haven't had enough sleep yet? The coaches have gone to the second team to relieve fatigue, why don't you go to training?"

"Just go."

Wan Sui waved his hand.

Under the power of the Diaoman princess, she didn't look like a boss.

Wan Sui stood on the steps below and raised his eyes with a half-smile when he looked at Yu Wenqiu:

"I don't have time for training at night, so I'll come up and deal with my room that hasn't been cleaned up in 80 years, so as not to be disgusted."

Diao Cihang rolled his eyes: "You want face."

Wan Sui continued to go up the steps, turning politely sideways as he passed them.

Yu Wenqiu heard the sound of him pulling cotton slippers and walking lazily, and his heart beat suddenly.