burst! A top-level boss appeared on a variety show and was targeted by the movie king

"It's okay." Sang Si shook his head.

Stir-fry over high heat, and the fried meat with green pepper will be ready in just a few minutes.

Gu Qingfang washed his hands, picked up the fried meat with green peppers in one hand, and took Sang Si's hanging hand with the other.

"Hey, how can we not have good wine when we have good food?" Shao Wenci ran upstairs and came down with a bottle of wine.

Lingxi's eyes lit up, "Drinking during the live broadcast won't affect it, right? Director."

Director Zheng, who was backstage, looked at the plates of dishes that were full of color, flavor and flavor. He couldn't even eat the Lao Tan Pickled Cabbage Instant Noodles in his hand.

After hearing what Ling Xi said, he immediately dismissed it: "No, you still want to drink? Do you want me to be unable to do it on the first day?"

Even if you eat delicious food in front of him, you still want to drink?

impossible.

Unless his name is written backwards.

Shao Wenci lost his excitement for a moment. He put the wine aside and said, "Forget it, let's drink it next time we get together."

"It's okay, there are still good dishes." Lingxi stuffed a big mouthful of fried pork into his mouth and said with satisfaction: "Gu Shen's cooking skills are really good."

Director Zheng watched backstage with a sour heart. He and Gu Qingfang had been in college for so many years, but they didn't know he could cook.

Not to mention eating his cooking.

The fork in his hand poked at the bucket of instant noodles involuntarily, while his sad eyes stared at a certain figure behind him.

"There is a separate portion for you in the kitchen." How could Gu Qingfang not know what this college classmate was thinking.

He must be greeting his eight generations of ancestors in his heart again.

Director Zheng was shocked and immediately asked the staff to go to the kitchen to bring it over. He looked at the dishes and said with a smile on his face: "Humph, what about that? Director, I am not that rigid. You can drink if you want, but Let me explain first, just take a few sips and don’t get drunk.”

If he is really drunk in the live broadcast room, then his variety show will really not be able to continue broadcasting.

He didn't want to lie down so early.

Hearing this, everyone was a little happy and said one after another: "Thank you, director."

Shao Wenci stood up with a glass of wine, "Come on, let's do it together. Thank you Gu Shen for your contribution today. Thank you for your hard work."

It was rare that everyone was in high spirits, so Lu Qingfang didn't say that you were just in passing.

There was wine and food, and it took more than half an hour for the guests to finish the meal.

After eating and resting for a while, Chi Yubai took the overfed Lingxi for a walk, and Gu Qingfang also took Sang Si out.

The other guests were chatting in the living room to pass the time.

After leaving the house, Gu Qingfang and Chi Yubai chose to take a walk in the opposite direction.

The staff responsible for following the filming dutifully followed up.

On the dark path, several figures walked leisurely in the light of the moon.

"Are you full?" one of the tall men asked.

"I'm full," another voice said.

The tall man then asked: "Which one is better is my cooking or Qianweiju's?"

Sang Si paused in his steps and turned his head to look at Gu Qingfang: "I'm already jealous, can I be of some use?"

On New Year's Eve, didn't he just casually praise Qianweiju's food as delicious?

I remember it until now.

People will become jealous.

Gu Qingfang reached out and held the little guy's hand, pursed his lips, "No~"

"In my opinion, the food you cook is the most delicious, so why are you jealous, huh?" Sang Si tilted his head, his big eyes looking very puzzled.

The clear voice is very beautiful in the dark night.

Gu Qingfang couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, and leaned over to kiss the little guy's face.

Sang Si blushed and glared at him, quickly glancing at the camera.

The CP fans in the live broadcast room have turned into groundhogs at this moment.

Screen full of screams.

[Ah ah ah, is this something we can watch at night? 】

[I really can’t stand the atmosphere of these two acting coquettishly. I’m so anxious when I’m not around. 】

[I can’t stand Si Bao as a woman, let alone an old man. 】

[When you talk about love, you have to watch real couples talk. 】

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The next day, the sky was bright.

In the silent three-story house, deafening music suddenly sounded.

The extremely dynamic music seems to have become a life-threatening lock at this time.

Gu Qingfang was the first one to be woken up. As soon as he woke up, he subconsciously reached out and covered Sang Si's ears.

But Sang Si was still woken up.

He opened his eyes, and the music was still playing downstairs.

"Damn, I'm sick." Su Yu on the other side was impatient by the noise. He didn't sleep well all night. He finally fell asleep at dawn and was woken up.

The deep depression between his brows showed that the master was in an extremely bad mood at the moment.

The music was so loud that Jiang Muhan was naturally awakened. He stood up and glanced towards the window.

"No wonder we were told to go to bed early last night. It turned out that we were saving this for the morning."

At the same time, Director Zheng's sonorous and powerful voice also sounded outside.

"Good morning to all distinguished guests and viewers in the live broadcast room. The plan for the year begins in the morning. On such a beautiful day, we should not waste time sleeping..."

Director Zheng's speech time did not end until the guests got dressed and gathered downstairs.

Everyone admired Zheng Yilang.

A lot of long talk, but it just doesn't get to the point.

Seeing that he was about to continue, Gu Qingfang couldn't bear to interrupt him: "Old Zheng, can you keep the story short?"

"Uh..." Zheng Yilang was talking about excitement and refused to stop. No wonder when he was studying, the principals and leaders liked to speak on the stage. They really looked at the group of people below. No matter how unruly they were, they had to obey them. Trained in front of.

This feeling is so exciting.

But facing Gu Qingfang's death gaze, Zheng Yilang's words immediately changed.

"Huai City is close to the sea, and Beiwanghai in Huai City is a good scenic spot, so the mission of the guests today is to have a motorboat race."

He cleared his throat and said seriously: "The competition adopts a one-on-one points competition system. One victory. Five hundred meters from the seaside to the center, the program team planted a red flag on the reef. Whoever gets the red flag first will win." If you win, you will be rewarded with three thousand points."

"Points can be exchanged for food, daily necessities, cash, etc., so guests who want to have food to eat in the next few days should work hard."

At this time, the staff came out and said: "Now guests, please move to our competition venue."

A group of people carrying cameras walked towards Beiwanghai.

Each of the guests was good-looking and attracted many passers-by to follow along the way.

Some people who frequently surfed the Internet recognized them and kept taking pictures with their mobile phones.

It looks so spectacular.

Especially the closer to the beach, the more people there are. Fortunately, the program team at the competition venue specially greeted the person in charge here in advance.

A clearing was cleared.

But there are still many people surrounding me outside.