After rebirth, the brothers cried for forgiveness

Seeing that Xin Jun didn't want to say more, everyone gave up and started to turn their attention to Si Zewen and Si Mianmian, waiting for these two people to break the news.

Si Zewen was still immersed in jealousy and hatred and said nothing for a while, while Si Mianmian was struggling with what secrets to say.

Xin Jun thought Si Zewen didn't know what to say, so he quickly stood up to remind his good brother.

"Zewen, don't you also have new works to shoot?" Of course Xin Jun didn't know what works Si Zewen had to shoot. He just felt that with Si Zewen's status, he must have a lot of resources.

His self-righteous kindness made Si Zewen's face look even more ugly.

What resources does he have now?

All the resources he had received before were no longer available for "Gu Yong", and other film and television works were also cut off by Gaomei and given to others on the grounds that he was injured.

Now he has nothing!

But it doesn't matter. With his status, it's easy to accept works. But without a team, he has to do everything by himself.

After recording this variety show, he must find himself a new agent as soon as possible.

He was making plans silently in his mind, and pretended to be calm on his face: "There is indeed a movie project, but it hasn't been officially announced yet, so I can't tell you more."

Xue Fangbai said dissatisfied: "No, which one of you doesn't have a few works that haven't been officially announced? This can't be considered a secret. Let's start again."

When Xue Fangbai spoke, others also agreed.

Si Zewen could only groan. Just as he was about to make up another one, a business card suddenly fell from his body.

Everyone looked down and saw that it was the business card of a psychiatrist!

Si Zewen frowned. This was the psychiatrist's business card that the doctor gave him this morning. Didn't Si Zehuai throw it away? Why on him?

"Haha, I don't know who put the little advertisement on me." He picked up the business card and made a poor excuse, obviously not deceiving anyone.

Suddenly, he thought he might as well take advantage of the opportunity to become a fan.

He lamented, "Oh, well, I'm seeing a psychiatrist recently, but it's not a big problem, it's just severe insomnia, and I have nightmares even when I'm asleep. It's too stressful."

Xue Fangbai patted him on the shoulder: "Young man, relax, health comes first."

The others also offered words of comfort and encouragement.

Si Nian remembered the doctor's name on the business card. She wanted to see what kind of mental illness Si Zewen had. Would he commit suicide due to depression because he couldn't act like in his previous life?

She was quite looking forward to it. Calculating the time, it was almost time for Si Zewen to get sick.

This time she will not save him, but will help him!

But before that, Si Zewen's reputation must be completely ruined and he must be reviled by millions of people! Pay her back everything she owed her in her previous life!

"My secret is that before I came to participate in the variety show, I deliberately learned to cook, thinking that I could help Teacher Jiang share some of the kitchen burden in the variety show. But I was afraid that I would not be good at learning, so I never dared to say it."

Jiang Manrong said in a dignified manner: "Is there anything you dare not say? Then I will leave the meals for tonight and tomorrow to you, Si Mianmian!"

Si Mianmian waved his fist in flattery, "I will work hard!"

After the punishment was over, everyone was silent for a moment, and the atmosphere became tense again. They were always on guard against someone launching an "attack" on them.

Sure enough, Da Qiao launched an "attack" on Ji Ci.

Everyone completed several rounds with great interest, and many people were punished. Si Nian also lost once.

"Actually, I have a lot of vests." Si Nian started talking, but everyone didn't seem to believe it.

Ji Ci was curious: "What kind of vests do you have?"

Si Nian smiled mysteriously: "That's another question."

Da Qiao joked: "Is it the kind of vest you wear on your body? I have one too, and I also have many little skirts."

Xin Jun disdainfully said: "What kind of secret is this? I also use various vests when playing games."

"Boom!"

A bolt of lightning pierced the sky, as if it was going to split the entire world in half, and even the house with closed doors and windows was suddenly bright.

Everyone was startled and looked out the window, only to see that it was like dark night outside.

Qu Ying exclaimed: "Oh my god, it's getting darker and darker outside, but it's only four o'clock in the afternoon."

Da Qiao was also a little worried: "Moreover, the sound of wind and waves is getting louder and louder. I just heard several loud noises, and I don't know what was blown away."

Si Mianmian looked up at the roof and whispered, "Can our small house withstand a typhoon?"

She was so scared. In fact, staying in this house was not much safer than staying in a car. She felt very dangerous. This kind of cabin was not stable at first glance. If the car hadn't been damaged by a falling coconut tree, , she and Si Mu had already turned around and returned to the city.

I wouldn't risk staying in a beach house.

Si Mianmian had only finished speaking for two seconds when he heard a "boom" next to him. The house collapsed!

Everyone was shocked and looked to the side from the windows. They saw that the kitchen and the small pavilion had collapsed, and the roof of the pavilion was blown off.

Si Nian: "You are such a crow's mouth."

Si Mianmian turned pale and opened his mouth to say something, but Si Zewen covered his mouth.

"Don't talk."

Obviously, not only Si Nian, but also Si Zewen felt that Si Mianmian was arrogant. The eyes of others looking at Si Mianmian also changed again and again, which was very complicated.

The side door was opened, and the director came over with an ugly look on his face.

"We can't stay in this house. I just got the news that the typhoon is getting stronger and may cause a tsunami."

"Our cabin is an old rented house and it is too close to the seaside. We must move as soon as possible."

Everyone panicked when they heard what the director said.

"Director, if we leave now, can the car be driven?" Everyone has not forgotten that Si Mianmian and Simu's car was hit by a tree on the road.

The director frowned and said, "You have to leave even if you can't. If you don't leave, it will be too late when the tsunami comes."

Xue Fangbai: "Don't hesitate, everyone, pack your things and get ready to leave."

Si Mu, who had been hiding outside the camera and did not dare to delay the filming, ran in.

"Our car is broken down, how can we get there? Is your program team's car enough?"

The director counted the heads in his mind: "Everyone squeezes in, it's enough."

Si Nian and Qu Ying looked at each other. Fang Xu drove them here. After Fang Xu sent Si Nian here in the morning, he rushed back to the city to do other things. Now they don't have a car either.

Fortunately, the director said we could squeeze in a bit.

Everyone did not dare to waste time and began to pack their things.

The director shouted in the hall: "Hurry up, just take the valuables, don't take anything else."

In the end, everyone only took the small bags they wore, and even Si Mianmian was sensible and didn't cause any further trouble.

Si Nian thought of something and said to the director, "Did the program team prepare a lot of life jackets?"

The director nodded, thought of something, and immediately went back to give instructions.

"Bring all the life jackets. If you can't fit them in the car, put them on for everyone."

Si Mianmian was puzzled: "Why bring a life jacket? It's better to bring a few more down jackets. It's so windy outside, it must be very cold."

Si Nian scared her: "The life jackets are brightly colored. If you were swept into the sea and died, the lifeguards would be able to find your body the fastest."

"You're the one who's going to die!" Si Mianmian's face turned pale. Thinking of this possibility, he quickly went to grab a life jacket.