I got to the top with a talk show

Wen Jing didn't even dare to look up at Shang Yinchi, but just looked at Zheng Peisheng.

Not only did Zheng Peisheng have no objection, but he even nodded repeatedly: "That will be cheaper for me." Then he took the key card handed over by Shangyinchi.

Before everyone dispersed, Director Zou handed everyone another envelope: "Our program team is very humane, and there is no camera installed in the room, so you can rest assured. This is the first task for all teachers tomorrow morning. Similarly, don’t let others see it, especially your roommates.”

When Director Zou said this, he unconsciously looked at Wen Jing.

Wen Jing: This beam has been formed, and I am the person the program group hates the most.

Back in the room, Wen Jing opened his envelope while Shang Yinchi was taking a shower: "Please replace the toothpaste of your roommate with the mustard in the refrigerator tomorrow, and don't let him find out."

Wen Jing glanced at the bathroom sympathetically, and decided to be on guard against Shang Yinchi from now on, not to let him complete the task.

Wen Jing: Idols are precious, and games are more expensive!

When Shang Yinchi came out of the steaming bathroom wrapped in a towel, Wen Jing was taken aback: "I didn't expect to look skinny, but my muscles look so good when I'm stripped off."

Shang Yinchi immediately turned back to the bathroom: "I forgot to take clean clothes in."

When he came out again, it was that handsome face with black face and black T-shirt. Only Wen Jing could see a tinge of red in the black face.

"I've seen the idol's upper body!" Wen Jing felt that he hadn't made enough noise before, and became HIGH excitedly.

Shang Yinchi rolled his eyes almost invisibly: "Why did you change the place as if you were a different person. Why did you stare at me just now?"

Wen Jing tried to poke Shang Yinchi's shoulder muscles with a yang finger: "It's so hard, do you have the habit of exercising? Teach me how to exercise?"

Shang Yinchi took a deep breath, and pushed Wen Jing's fingers away: "Who rejected me before? If you refuse, don't tease me, or you will bear the consequences."

Wen Jing jumped two steps exaggeratedly: "No, I'm a little excited, poking at the idol's muscle ah ah ah ah ah ah ah1."

Shang Yinchi took a deep look at Wen Jing: "There are other No.1 opportunities and you don't want them. Don't act like a good boy here. You haven't answered me yet. Why did you stare at me when you sang just now?"

"Aren't I going to help you out? I sang for you." Wen Jing's eyes began to wander.

Shang Yinchi raised his voice: "Don't think I'm a fool, you originally expected me to sing, and I sternly refused you to do so."

Wen Jing raised his eyes, with surprise in his eyes: "We haven't known each other for long, and you've guessed me so well."

Shang Yinchi gave Wen Jing a white look: "When you want to know more about a person, you will naturally put your heart into it. It won't be as boring as just poking muscles."

Wen Jing was robbed of a sentence by Shang Yinchi, but he was not angry at all, but nodded seriously: "You are right, I am rarely taken so seriously by people, this feels a bit unreal."

Shang Yinchi remembered what Wen Jing had said about his unfortunate childhood, and his heart softened, so he didn't continue to blame and question.

On the contrary, Wen Jing was silent for a while, and continued: "When we recorded "The King of Speed" last time, I found that you refused to sing. The more you don't want to sing, the more I want to tease you to sing. Sing."

"boring."

"We're all here to record a variety show. Let's put down our airs, let's let go and play together for a few days. It's so real. Don't the audience just want to see our real image different from the past?"

"So many cameras surround you, how can there be any truth?" Shang Yinchi shook his head persistently.

"Then there is no one now, Chi Chi, can you sing it to me alone?"

Shang Yinchi shivered: "Are you acting like a baby? I really shouldn't live in the same room with you."

"I don't know who insisted on squeezing in to live with me. Poor Teacher Zheng, and because of this, I've got a snoring pot on my back, and I can't even wash it off." Wen Jing leaned on the bed comfortably, Shang Yinchi glanced at it, and leaned on his own bed in the same way.

Wen Jing dragged out his voice: "Just sing one sentence~"

Shang Yinchi was silent for a while: "I am tone deaf."

Wen Jing: "Just one sentence."

"Why do you have to poke at other people's weaknesses?" Shang Yinchi thought for a while: "You go take a shower first, and I'll sing when you come out."

"Why did you take a shower first? What are your plans for me?" Wen Jing hugged himself exaggeratedly.

Shang Yinchi stood up slowly, walked towards Wen Jing, supported the headboard of the bed with one hand, and brought his face closer to Wen Jing: "If I really have plans for you, can you beat me with my muscles?"

The neckline of Shang Yinchi's T-shirt is relatively low, and Wen Jing looks in from the neckline, and the lines of the chest muscles are obvious.

Wen Jing swallowed: "I'm going to take a bath, you must count on what you say."

Shang Yinchi saw that Wen Jing had entered the bathroom, and hurriedly took out a can of tomato sauce from the small refrigerator. His task was to smear the tomato sauce on the back of Wen Jing's pillow first, but the next morning when Wen Jing woke up, he didn't pay attention to it. Turn the pillow over so he can find it.

Looking at the steam rising in the bathroom, Shang Yinchi completed the first half of the task without any haste, with ease.

Chu Shui Wenjing was wearing a white T-shirt, looking extraordinarily white and tender, with water droplets still on his slightly curly and fluffy hair, Shang Yinchi took a deep look, without moving his eyes away.

With wet hair, Wen Jing imitated Shang Yinchi, approached Shang Yinchi with a "bed thump": "Sing, my movie star brother."

Shang Yinchi only felt a rush of heat, he blinked twice, avoiding the spring scenery in front of him, closed his eyes, and his heart froze: "Come on, I am a watermelon, Gua Gua Gua Gua Gua Gua Gua Gua Gua Gua Gua Gua Gua Guagua, Gua Gua Gua Gua Gua Gua Gua Gua Gua Gua Gua Gua Gua Gua Gua Gua Gua Gua Gua Gua Gua Gua Gua Gua Gua Gua Gua Gua Gua Gua..."

Wen Jing's long-planned aura was completely removed at that moment, and he was out of breath from laughing while hugging his stomach.

Finally, after Wen Jing calmed down, Shang Yinchi said lightly: "Enough is enough, go to sleep, turn off the lights."

Without any explanation, Shang Yinchi turned off the lights.

In the dark night, staring at the ceiling and asking: "Will you be angry with me?"

"why?"

"I force you to sing and make you look ugly."

"If it's something I don't want to do, do you think you can force it to succeed?"

"You still remember the song I was on for the first time. I was a little moved. I was very nervous when I was on stage that day. My idol for many years was sitting below me. I really want him to see me. It's better to remember Hold me."

"Congratulations, you succeeded."

"I just found out too. What was the impression I gave you at that time?"

"The young man is very gentle and a scholar. But after tonight, I will take back this impression. This young man is not very kind..."

"Hey, I lost points in your heart, lost and sad and went to sleep."

Shang Yinchi listened for a while, and Wen Jing's breathing became even, as if he had fallen asleep.He just said softly: "I didn't lose points, I know how hard it is for you, but I feel sorry for you."

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Early the next morning, Wen Jing received a morning call from the program group. While Shang Yinchi was still turning over in a daze, he stood up straight: "I'll use the bathroom first, and you can sleep for another 5 minutes!"

Shang Yinchi hummed in a daze, and Wen Jing confirmed that Shang Yinchi hadn't moved, then quietly took out the mustard in the refrigerator, and tiptoed into the bathroom.

The toothpaste in the hotel is all in small tubes. Wen Jing squeezed the toothpaste clean first, then flattened the toothpaste tube, and used the pressure difference to suck some mustard out of the mustard tube. This job was not easy. He did it two or three times before getting enough quantity.

After cleaning up the scene, Wen Jing sent a message to Director Zou, and woke up Shang Yinchi vigorously.

Seeing Shang Yinchi enter the bathroom, Wen Jing went to open the door. Director Zou and the cameramen were already waiting at the door.

Everyone waited for Shang Yinchi to make a sound, but there was still no sound until the bathroom door was opened.

Shang Yinchi looked up and found that the door was crowded with people: "Morning, did you start work so early?"

Director Zou looked at Wen Jing suspiciously: "Have you really completed the task?"

Wen Jing looked at Shang Yinchi suspiciously: "Is there anything wrong when you brushed your teeth just now?"

Shang Yinchi shrugged and spread his hands.

"What does the toothpaste taste like?" Wen Jing didn't give up.

"Mustard flavor, it's quite special. By the way, Director Zou, can you tell me where the hotel can buy this toothpaste?"

This time it was everyone's turn to look at Director Zou.

Wen Jing: "So Director Zou, the mustard you chose isn't spicy enough, is it?"

With that said, Wen Jing opened the refrigerator, took out the remaining mustard, squeezed a small lump on his hand and tasted it.

The next moment, all the cameras were on Wen Jing, who was in tears.Wen Jing cried for a full three minutes before opening his eyes.

Shang Yinchi nodded in satisfaction: "This thing is effective in filming crying scenes, much more realistic than eye drops!"

Wen Jing opened his mouth, and said in a crying voice: "Mr. Shang is a movie star, this acting skill is not a cover, he fooled me casually!"

Then, Wen Jing walked to the bed to get his mobile phone.

"Ah!" Wen Jing jumped up when he saw the bright red puddle on the pillow.

Shang Yinchi followed up nervously: "What's the matter? Where did you break it while you were sleeping?"

Wen Jing was still in shock for a moment, but when he saw Shang Yinchi's expression, he laughed: "How can you be the film king with this acting skill? If there is such a big pool of blood on my pillow, how can a group of you people not find it in the room?" , just waiting for me to see it?"

Shang Yinchi frowned first, and felt relieved after hearing this sentence: "Okay, so it's not my acting skills, but your logical reasoning ability is relatively strong, I won't take the blame."

Director Zou followed with a laugh. The missions of these two people have been completed, and in the end they showed far better results than expected. There are twists and surprises, and the material is very rich.

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During breakfast, Zheng Peisheng sat next to Wen Jing and Shang Yinchi: "What did you say last night, I heard Wen Jing's earth-shattering laughter."

Wen Jing said seriously: "We are watching talk show materials and studying jokes."

Zheng Peisheng became interested: "Oh? Are you really interested in talk shows?"

"of course!"

"I'm going to have a special tour next month. Do you have time to be a guest and say a few words? Teacher Shang, please come and have fun."

Wen Jing said excitedly: "It's a great honor to be able to give a lecture on Mr. Zheng's tour!"

Shang Yinchi glanced at Wen Jing beside him, smiled and nodded.

Zheng Peisheng is a top boss in the talk show industry. There are tens of thousands of talk show actors in Huaguo, but Zheng Peisheng is the only one who can hold a special talk show tour by himself.

Zheng Peisheng was able to invite Wen Jing to be a guest. For Wen Jing, he had never given a talk show to so many people on such a big stage. Naturally, it was a great honor and challenge.

Wen Jing felt that the excitement and enthusiasm from the stage of taking off had returned.

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After everyone gathered after breakfast, Director Zou assigned today's tasks.

Because it is in a fishing village, today's task is to let everyone catch seafood by themselves and cook it for lunch. The program team does not provide props.

Wen Jing: "The program group does not provide fishing props, or does it not provide cooking props?"

Director Zou: "Not provided."

Wen Jing: "Where's the money?"

Director Zou: "Your money and mobile phones are not allowed to be taken with you, they will all be confiscated."