Dressed as a villain’s own mother, I became a popular child variety show by relying on sand sculptur

Taohuayuan Village is surrounded by mountains and rivers, with beautiful scenery.

The base camp for the guests this time is located at the foot of the mountain. It is a three-story bamboo building with a large courtyard paved with bluestone slabs in front.

On the left side of the yard are several thatched sheds where cattle, sheep, ducks and poultry are raised.

On the right side is a pavilion for guests to enjoy the shade. There is a stone table and four stone benches in the pavilion, surrounded by clusters of green bamboos. It is simple but has a unique charm.

"Wow, is this the place I want to stay tonight?" Xiaopang went to the pavilion and looked around here and there. He was full of novelties and spread his hooves like a little pig, having fun all over the courtyard.

But his fantasy was soon shattered.

"Good boy," the director looked at Little Pangdun with doting eyes: "Your residence at night will be determined through competition. This is the one with the best conditions among the five houses, and it is called Residence No. 1."

"Only children who work hard will have a chance to stay tonight."

Xiaopang was confused when he heard it. After reading the whole article, he only remembered two words: work.

The thing he hates the most is working!

The little fat man laid his head on the stone table in despair, like a plump puffer fish that was hopeless.

The guests either slumped in the pavilion or went into the room to rest for a while before facing the director's task.

Director: "It's two o'clock in the afternoon, and there are still four hours until dinner starts. The guests have to complete the ingredient challenge within four hours, which is related to the order in which the guests will choose their accommodation in the evening!"

"As a director, I don't mind spoiling it for the guests in advance," the director winked mysteriously: "The residence with the best conditions is the residence No. 1 in front of you, and the worst one..."

He raised his voice, and when everyone looked at it, he deliberately lowered his voice and emphasized: "The worst thing is the leaky thatched house, which has not been lived in for several years!"

The accommodation conditions are so bad, not to mention other conditions such as washing and washing. I am afraid it can only be worse, not the worst.

Fortunately, in the first episode of the program, you have the opportunity to change your residence every day. The program team does not care about your reputation, only your performance.

If you live in a hut for a whole period, you will be crazy.

After half a day of tiring journey, the guests all seemed a little tired.

The scorching sun was high, and the temperature in the pavilion exposed to the air was extremely high. Ellie fanned the wind with her hands, her temples were wet with sweat, and her body was sticky and uncomfortable.

She said with a dry mouth: "The conditions of the houses here should be similar, the difference is not much different."

Thanks to the program team, we were able to find this kind of remote corner of a mountain village.

In short, there is no villa for them to live in, no matter how bad it can be.

Ellie glanced at Leng Qingqing calmly, but if Leng Qingqing wanted to fight, there was nothing she could say to let her live the best life.

It would be best to let Leng Qingqing live in the cowshed with her son!

For artists who are used to staying in villa hotels, not being able to see the huts with their own eyes is indeed not convincing.

The director had no choice but to use his trump card. He cleared his throat, looked around, and softly uttered a sentence.

“Except for residence No. 1, the rest are dry toilets.”

Two words that sounded as light as a feather fell into the ears of the guests, but they were an unbearable weight in life.

what? !

The expressions of all the guests changed.

"I have something to leave!" Supermodel mother Andy jumped up from the stone bench and hurried out the door without even putting on her shoes.

Ellie followed closely behind, striding out in high heels. The sharp heels made the bluestone squelch, almost breaking into pieces.

That's okay, Bai Dan also reacted and ran out the door.

Only Leng Qingqing and Jiang Tianqiong were left, serving tea and looking at each other.

In the live broadcast room, netizens issued reminders one after another.

"Forgotten Cub Army!!!"

"Don't you want your child anymore? In that case, I'm not polite (*?▽?*)"

"Moms, don't you feel like there's something missing behind you?"

"Director, you know how to mobilize the enthusiasm of guests."

Sure enough, a few seconds later, several hurried footsteps came from outside the door again, getting closer and closer.

Ellie, Bai Dan and Andy ran in the door panting and walked into everyone's sight again.

Mothers stretched out their hands to greet their children: "Julie, come quickly." "Xiaohan, follow mom!" "Tian Tian, ​​come here."

The children gathered around the stone table, swaying their short legs, but no one moved.

"Uncle the director said that children have their own tasks and are separate from adults!"

Tiantian put the doll on the table and straightened it, turned her head, and spoke in a crisp voice.

mothers:"…………"

If you don't tell me earlier, your trip will be in vain.

Wiping the sweat from their foreheads, the parents hurried out again and went to the village to find ingredients for dinner.

That's a dry toilet...

The show crew is simply devilish.

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Leng Qingqing was not in a hurry. He ran out like a headless fly. Do you know where to find ingredients?

She took a sip of tea and recalled the rice fields and fields on the roadside when she came here, the farmhouses she passed by...

"Aren't you going?" Jiang Tianqiong stood up, and a tall shadow instantly enveloped Leng Qingqing.

"I'll go back later, it's too hot now." Leng Qingqing put down the teacup and waved her hand.

Jiang Tianqiong didn't say anything, nodded and left.

The children were called to the backyard by the director. I don't know what mysterious activities were going on. Leng Qingqing gathered up her long hair and pulled it into a ball. Then she walked to the center of the courtyard, turned on the faucet, and washed her face with the clear spring water from the mountain. The moist heat The thoughts and sleepiness flew away, and the whole person was sober in an instant.

Before leaving, Leng Qingqing decided to go see that kid Huo Yanheng first.

In the back kitchen, Jiang Shi brought a round coconut from nowhere!

Weighing it in, it weighs five or six kilograms.

He struggled to move the coconuts to the stove. He had almost exhausted all his strength. His little fat face turned red, he was breathing heavily and sweating like rain.

"What are you standing there looking at and not helping me!" He complained to the person behind him.

Do you know how much effort he put into stealing this coconut?

Behind Jiang Shi, beside the pile of firewood, stood a tall and tall figure. Huo Yanheng's pupils, which were one round larger than others, were astonishingly dark, like a puddle of cold water.

He watched Jiang Shi's every move in silence.

"Forget it, open it for me and I'll forgive you." The little fat man leaned half of his body against the stove, not caring about the large black pot ash on his body.

When Jiang Shi spoke, his eyes moved uneasily. In fact, what he was thinking was that when Huo Yanheng opened the coconut, he would share it with Shen Han.

Huo Yanheng shook his head and replied without any hesitation: "Do your own thing."

I declined.

I don’t eat, so I don’t drive.

Xiaopang didn't expect that he would have the courage to reject her, and his eyes widened for a moment.

He straightened up, took a few steps forward, and approached Huo Yanheng.

Jiang Shi, who is one year older than Huo Yanheng, is not only wider than Huo Yanheng, but also almost a head taller.

No matter how you look at it, Huo Yanheng is the one who will be bullied.

The next second, Jiang Shi raised his fist, lowered his eyes, and showed a fierce expression:

"There are no cameras here. If you don't do what I say, believe it or not, I will beat you to death?!"