Quick Travel: The host is always seeking death

Xu Changyue and others rested in their respective tents.

Wan Song was pulling weeds out of boredom, she was waiting for someone.

Wait for that bad woman to say leave her alone.

I don't know if she can recognize her in men's clothing. If not...

Huh~

Wan Song's men are working harder and harder, then!

Then beat up all the bodyguards 123456 around her!

Sometimes, only weak plants can hurt people.

For example, now, the Wan Song version of Lu Zhishen has been cut by grass.

It hurts.

Seeing the blood droplets emerging from his fingers, Wan Song pursed his lips and wiped it on his body.

Okay, the pain is fake.

She decided to give that bad woman one more day.

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The barrage army is on the way:

[Hey, hey, hey, call Dongdongguai, can you find out the information about the brats? 】

[007: None, the wind is not strong enough, the tent cannot be lifted (crying) (distorted) (crawling)]

【(Frown)(Kick it over)(Turn around and fly away)】

[What’s so good about the tent?I’ll give you a link to the “Heartstrings on the Pool” fanfic, come quickly! 】

The number of people in the live broadcast room dropped by one-tenth, and the rate of decline was so fast that Guoguo felt a great pain in his heart.

At this time, a phone call came in.

She is an unknown cousin of the boss, and her main influence is not in the country.

But those who know the inside story know that this person cannot be messed with.

Moreover, this call came from the boss’s president’s office, which was very scary!

Unknown cousin: "You, think of a way, I want Wan Song to be eliminated."

Guoguo: "Ah? This, this..."

Unknown cousin: "What's wrong? Is it difficult to handle?"

Guo Guo shuddered. How come the aura of the boss's relatives is scarier than the boss?

Suddenly I felt that my boss was so amiable.

"No, it's not..."

Unknown cousin: "Then hurry up, I don't want to see her on the live broadcast half an hour later."

Half an hour?

Guo Guo wants to cry but has no tears.

When other players compete, it is the players who are sad, and it is the players who encounter difficulties. No matter how miserable it is, it is the players who suffer.

Why is it his turn to lose his hair every day?

"Please help me feel happy, I want a hair transplant!"

Tu Tuo glanced at it and said, "No need, right? You're not bald either."

Guo Guo pulled back her bangs.

Tu Tuan felt like he was stabbed in the eye.

Tsk.So bright.

Thumbs up, Shouzhan stepped back with great discernment.

It is not difficult to ask a player to withdraw from the competition, but it is not easy to say that it is easy.

First of all, you need the cooperation of other players.

If it breaks out, the live broadcast won't be good to watch.

Suddenly I remembered that I forgot to ask the female boss why she wanted her to withdraw from the competition.

The drone lens zoomed in, showing Wan Song blankly looking at the wound on his finger.

Guoguo recalled the voice of the female boss gradually gnashing her teeth, and suddenly felt blessed.

oh~~~

Understood.

He repeated his old trick and let the aircraft carry the message.

As long as Wan Song agrees, he will send staff to pick it up.

Wan Song took ten seconds and agreed.

Guo Guo breathed a sigh of relief.

There are ten teams, but not many are left now.

He rubbed his aching head and summoned someone casually.

"Count to see if there are more people. Send me the form."

He walked around and walked out of the studio, hearing Tutu complaining to his friend:

"Hahahahahahahaha you don't know hahahahahaha, Director Guo hahahaha..."

Guoguo: "What a fucking mess!"

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PS: Regarding the fact that I was very tired from the car ride today, and I went to see "Amores" in the evening~

The countdown to the plane is really coming, believe me, believe me, believe me~~~

Good night, babies~