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

As soon as Leng Qingqing sat down, the director glanced at her, put a fist to her lips, and coughed.

"Ahem, the director hasn't finished speaking yet. Please pay attention to some guests."

She glanced at him coldly and stood up slowly again.

It can be seen from his actions that he is extremely reluctant.

The director looked around: "The results of the competition that the guests competed with in the morning have not been announced yet. Don't the guests want to know who won the final competition?"

I don’t know who said it sincerely.

"Not very much."

The director glared at the guests.

The guests looked innocent, but that was not what they said.

It was a new staff member born in 2000. The PD had already pulled his ears and took him aside to listen to the training.

This boy looks to be in his early twenties, with a round head and round ears, thick eyebrows and bright eyes. He is very smart at first glance.

Huo Yanheng whispered: "Big Ears Tutu."

Leng Qingqing rubbed his head, leaned over and asked, "What?"

Hengheng's voice was too soft and she didn't hear it clearly.

Huo Yanheng quickly looked away, shook his head and said it was nothing.

After a few seconds, I couldn't help but look over there secretly. It turned out that it was 'Tutu' who had been secretly winking at Huo Yanheng.

'Tutu's' expression was very funny, and her beautiful and lively facial features were squeezed together, as if just to make Huo Yanheng laugh.

Huo Yanheng thought this uncle was a bit strange.

Couldn't help but take a look. Another glance.

'Tutu' finally stopped winking at him, because PD grabbed his ear and took him to the other side.

However, 'Tutu''s face and strange expression were remembered by Huo Yanheng.

There were not many tasks for task settlement in the morning, and several staff members quickly completed the tasks.

The director read out the results one by one.

Bai Dan won the first place with a score of 52 yuan and 38 cents.

Jiang Tianqiong finished last with a score of 3.5 yuan.

Leng Qingqing's guess was correct. Ye Fei was indeed not at the bottom, but there was someone at the bottom below.

There is no reward for first place, but there is a penalty for last place.

Jiang Shi's chubby face wrinkled into a bun: "Dad, I don't want to be punished, wuwuwu."

"Then spit out the lollipop you swallowed."

As the little fat man's father, Jiang Tianqiong really knows how to deal with him.

Sure enough, when Jiang Shi heard that he was going to spit out what he had eaten, he immediately covered his mouth and rolled his eyes, for fear that others would come to snatch him.

"What's the punishment?" Jiang Tianqiong was not afraid of any punishment.

The director's eyes were like feathers, and he glanced at the flowing water mat: "Responsible for the aftermath of the flowing water mat."

Jiang Tianqiong: "...Including withdrawing the table and washing the dishes?"

The director nodded firmly: "That's right! And sweeping the floor!"

After all, it is a public place, next to the main road of Daji in Dongli Township. By then, all the guests have left, and the garbage is left on the ground. What kind of thing is this?

Not to mention that netizens will definitely criticize the guests as uncles, the director himself is also a bit of a germophobe, and he can't stand such a dirty place.

Jiang Tianqiong glanced at the flowing banquet that was several meters long in front of him. There were dozens of dishes on the table. Combined with the director's words, this tough guy in his thirties couldn't help but fall into deep silence.

"……Row."

Jiang Tianqiong still agreed.

If you lose, you will be punished.

At this point, the guests finally took their seats, and the director put on a smiling face and sat down with the village chief as brothers.

The guests have been talking about where the funds have gone, and the director has been a bit weak these days.

Although today is an unexpected plan, it does not mean that the guests cannot enjoy it.

To be honest, the kindness of the villagers even made it to the hot search list, which helped the program team attract a lot of fans. As the director of the program team, of course he had to pay respects to the big brother with a few glasses of wine.

A good meal is not intense.

All the guests had their bellies rounded after eating, like a satiated cat lying on a chair basking in its belly.

Andy leaned on the chair, rubbing his belly, with a sad look on his face: "It's over, my newly trained abdominal muscles will definitely be scolded by my agent again this time when I go back."

Because someone fed him too much food in the first episode of the show, after Andy returned to the imperial capital, his manager followed him and nagged him for a whole half a month.

After watching the first episode of the program, the manager regarded Leng Qingqing, who had never met, as his lifelong enemy.

She tried to grab Andy's phone many times and sent threatening text messages to Leng Qingqing.

Once, the text message was edited and sent out.

Fortunately, Andy had quick eyesight and quick hands. She grabbed it and took a look, and she broke into a cold sweat——

[I am Agent Andy, if you dare to feed her like a pig again, I will call the police! 】

At this moment, Andy was very sad.

If I say it's not because of the cold weather, can my agent believe it?

Forget it, let her watch the show in person when the time comes.

Agent, Leng Qingqing is really innocent (tears).

All the guests were full. Not only did they eat a lot of vegetables, but everyone also had a big steamed bun. After eating carbohydrates, their heads felt a little dizzy. They all slumped on the chairs with dull eyes, thinking about life.

Only Leng Qingqing maintained rational and calm thinking.

She slowly put down her chopsticks and asked a sharp question.

I asked the director.

"This meal is so rich, there won't be anything terrible waiting for us tonight."

The director frowned and pretended to be displeased: "What are you talking about? This is prepared by the villagers of Dongli Township for the guests. It was not discussed with the program team in advance."

Leng said "oh" quietly and picked up the chopsticks again.

But then, she raised her head, her eyes fixed: "But this doesn't conflict with making the task more difficult at night, right?"

Leng Qingqing put down her chopsticks again.

The wooden chopsticks tapped lightly on the table, making a crisp sound.

The director also put down his chopsticks. Although Leng Qingqing had guessed it right, wouldn't it be very shameful for him to admit it like this?

"How is that possible?" The director wiped the oily smell from his mouth and said very pleasantly: "The program team always treats the guests as their own children, how could it be possible-"

"Everyone has eaten." Leng Qingqing cruelly shattered the director's mask of warmth: "What is the mission tonight? Take us there now."

The director held up two balls of plateau red: "..."

...B-but I haven’t finished drinking with Big Brother yet.

**

In the courtyard of the village brigade, there are several rice vats stacked in the room against the west wall.

Behind the rice vat are countless rice bags piled up.

The aroma of raw rice lingers in the air. It is a unique aroma of natural grains that has not been processed.

Standing deserted among the guests, looking at this scene, his expression was different from the blank look of other guests.

"It's all Chen Mi."

The village chief sighed for some reason and said.

Director: "Village chief, please introduce the guests."

The village chief took out another stick of Double Happiness, twisted it in the belly of his finger, and moved it back and forth, softening the tobacco inside. "What can I introduce to you? The rice cannot be sold. The villagers grow it every year. Every family grows so much that we can’t eat so much... We didn’t even finish the rice from last year and the year before that!”

This is just a room.

Almost every villager in Dongli Township has stored old rice in their home.

“If you can’t eat them all, why do you plant so many every year?”

"If we don't plant, we're wasting the land."

"If you plant it, you won't be able to sell it. There will only be more and more old rice. If it goes bad, it will be thrown into the ground and used as fertilizer. Generally speaking, the effort is not proportional to the return. It is better not to plant it, or to plant something else."

The village chief opened his eyes wide, as if he had never imagined what the guest would say: "No... Dongli Township has been growing rice for generations for generations. Although it is not as good as the best rice, the quality is nothing to say. "

Besides, if they don’t grow rice, then what do they grow?

The village chief did not lie. Although the rice from Dongli Township is not as good as the famous Wuchang rice, the taste is also first-class.

Just now at the flowing table, the guests have tasted it with their own mouths. The rice has distinct grains and is sweet and fragrant.

Jiang Shi also said that even if he only eats on empty, he can still finish two big bowls.

Faced with the village chief's answer, the guests fell silent.

Jiang Mingzhu followed at the end and rolled her eyes quietly. She didn't know whether to call the village chief stupid or call him smart.

The director's heavy eyes looked around, scanning the faces of each guest.

He raised his fist and his voice was deafening and resounding:

"The guests all understand the current situation of Dongli Township. Your task tonight is to live broadcast the local specialties of Dongli Township. The task of the guests is not only to sell rice for the villagers, but also to beware of platforms Other live broadcasts steal towers and popularity... This includes the rules of the game, which will be explained in detail later. Come on, let's start this battle of survival for the villagers of Dongli Township!"