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

Leng Qingqing did not move, still squinting his eyes and looking at the seemingly harmless big boy in front of him.

How could a staff member appear here?

"wait for me."

She raised her chin at the PD and others behind her.

"Sister Qingqing..."

Hu Tu took a few steps into the forest to make sure that the conversation between the two would not be heard by the staff waiting there.

"What's going on?" To be honest, Leng Qingqing had quite an impression of him. He was the staff member who was in charge of the interview before going to the island yesterday.

I don’t know who sent it, it’s a bit stupid.

Hu Tu scratched his head, not knowing that his identity had been revealed. He showed a simple and harmless smile: "Sister Qingqing, maybe you don't remember me. To be honest, of course you won't have an impression on a little person like me. "

Leng Qingqing crossed her arms and glanced at him sideways.

"With such a mean talk, who wouldn't remember you?"

Hu Tu: “…???”

Hu Tu's smile froze on his face, he couldn't believe it.

First confused, then stunned.

"Sister Qingqing...you, what did you say?"

TMD, is this deserted? !

Hu Tu's eyes were as wide as bells. He regretted very much that he did not turn on the recording in advance.

But there is still a chance.

He quietly put his fingers into his pocket and pressed the record button, hoping to honestly record Leng Qingqing's true face and expose it to the public!

No wonder some time ago, it was suddenly reported on the Internet that Leng Qingqing's acting skills have improved by leaps and bounds... When I saw her today, I realized that she is really a master of acting.

Can this little trick escape Leng Qingqing's eyes?

Leng Qingqing tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, "What do you want from me?"

Hu Tu forced a smile on his face, let out a 'hurt', and said a little sadly: "I almost forgot about business...Sister Qingqing, because of my mistakes at work, the director wants to fire me. This afternoon I will I'm leaving, and I want to apologize to you personally while I'm still on the island. I really don't know what happened to those questions yesterday."

Leng Qingqing: "Oh. Don't take it to heart."

She didn't believe a word of it.

Hu Tu's expression was actually a little regretful, as if to say: That's it?

"It's okay, I'll leave first." Leng Qingqing turned to leave, but was stopped by Hu Tu.

Hu Tu: "Sister Qingqing, I also want to tell you something."

Leng Qingqing turned sideways and made a puzzled expression.

Hu Tu walked over, looked around and saw that there was no one around, and then whispered:

"I made some small marks at the nearby supply points. You will see them when you arrive. This is my apology to you."

Leng Qingqing didn't say he didn't need it, nor did he say he needed it, nor did he nod or shake his head.

Hu Tu's eyes looked innocent and immature, like a freshly minted college student who had never experienced the pollution and beatings of the world.

However, in Leng Qingqing's eyes, this acting is still a bit too young.

She pretended to be surprised: "How can this work?"

Hu Tu twitched the corners of his lips: "Sister Qingqing, please accept it. Apart from this, there is nothing else I can do for you. In short, I am very sorry."

In order to make his acting skills look real, Hu Tu bent down and bowed at almost ninety degrees to Leng Qingqing. The moment he straightened up, he was sure that the tears in his eyes would be caught by Leng Qingqing.

As expected, Leng Qingqing came to help him. After the two of them pushed back, Leng Qingqing accepted the 'apology' from Hu Tu and left. Looking at his back, he was a little happy.

A trace of sarcasm flashed across Hu Tu's big round eyes.

He secretly followed the deserted footsteps, stopped not far from where the supplies point was set up, looked up, nimbly climbed up a tree, and observed the situation ahead.

The view from this place is very good.

When Leng Qingqing falls into the trap he set for her, he will be able to see her miserable condition immediately.

**

As expected, Leng Qingqing followed the direction Hu Tu said and walked a hundred meters before arriving at the location of the supplies.

There seemed to be something covered under the dug-out fresh leaves and soil.

Is it supplies or a trap?

Just now, Lengqing was talking to Hu Tu, but the cameras didn't follow him.

At this moment, seeing the deserted scene, he stopped, looked around, and set up the plane.

The guests seemed to have discovered something.

Leng Qingqing picked up a stone, weighed it, and stared not far away.

Just when she was about to throw it out for a test, a surprised female voice suddenly came from not far away.

"Desolate?"

The female voice was extremely short and startled. After saying the words "deserted", the owner of the voice immediately covered her mouth, as if she felt that she had said the wrong thing.

But it was too late.

Leng Qingqing recognized the owner of the voice.

She slowly turned her head.

Behind a few sparse trees, sitting on a large rock, was an old acquaintance.

"Ms. Jiang, what a coincidence." Leng Qingqing said hello as if meeting an old friend, and walked slowly over there.

By the way, he raised his weapon.

Even the staff around Jiang Mingzhu could hear the strong 'murderous intent' contained in the other party's seemingly gentle and harmless tone.

What's more, it's Jiang Mingzhu herself.

Nashun Jiang Mingzhu regretted saying Leng Qingqing's name. Unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in the world. She could only watch the other party approaching step by step.

Seeing that the muzzle of the gun was about to hit his face, Jiang Mingzhu had an idea: "Don't kill me, I'll pay for your own life!"

He paused in silence.

The next second, he put away his weapons and looked as cheerful as the spring wind.

"Ms. Jiang, what are you talking about? We are friends. How could I do such a horrible thing to a friend?"

Jiang Mingzhu: "..."

Do you dare to touch your conscience and say it again?

"Miss Jiang, what is this?"

Just when Jiang Mingzhu quietly bent down and tried to secretly pick up the gun she had thrown under the rocks, Leng Qingqing suddenly shouted loudly, rushed to her quickly, and picked up the gun before her.

Jiang Mingzhu raised her head, her big eyes showing unwillingness: "That's mine...Give it back to me!"

She wouldn't even want to snatch this, would she?

Jiang Mingzhu knew nothing about Leng Qingqing's character.

Leng Qingqing said seriously: "This thing is very dangerous. Miss Jiang cannot touch it. It will be terrible if it hurts anyone. I will save such a dangerous thing for Miss Jiang for the time being."

As he said it, it was automatically collected on his body. At this moment, Leng Qingqing was wearing a helmet and a few streaks of camouflage ink on his cheeks. There were two guns hanging on his body and one in his hand, just like a gun dealer.

Jiang Mingzhu was so angry that her eyes almost popped out.

There are such shameless people in the world!

But look at the gun in her hand, and then look at the muzzle of the gun that was pointed at her intentionally or unintentionally... her clenched fists slowly unclenched.

Jiang Mingzhu gritted her teeth tightly.

She endured it.