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

Andy and Bai Dan marveled at the lonely photography skills, but the person involved didn't feel anything at all.

The director gave Bai Dan some snacks and drinks and looked at the remaining guests with a smile: "Who is coming?"

Jiang Tianqiong performed a set of boxing techniques on the spot.

Andy used the beach as a T stage and showed off his steps.

The appearance of these two people pushed the atmosphere to a climax. At some point, the staff sat down in a circle around them. If there was a fire in the middle, it would become a bonfire party.

Only Ellie and Leng Qingqing are left.

"Let me dance for you all. If I don't dance well, please forgive me."

Ellie saw Leng Qingqing jumping down from the rocks, stood up first, and said to the director.

The setting sun behind the mountain was like blood, and the light night was like mist covering the surrounding areas. Ellie stood in front of everyone and recommended herself to a classical dance.

Her figure is already slender, and she dances like a weak willow supporting the wind, giving her a pitiful and pitiful appearance.

A knowledgeable person can tell at a glance that Ellie has some basic skills.

In the live broadcast room, Bai Dan fans voluntarily left the show, leaving the public screen to Aili fans who were performing.

As soon as Ellie's fans regained their sovereignty, they expressed their love for the rightful owner in a high-profile manner. Countless barrages flashed by quickly, filling the entire public screen.

"Ellie, so beautiful Ellie!!!"

"I'm about to cry because of the beauty. What kind of deity is this?"

"I must record it and watch it a hundred times every day!"

"This dance is so amazing, your waist is too thin, sister!"

"My daughter is indeed the most beautiful (mom fans are happy)"

Leng Qingqing squatted so hard that her legs were a little numb. As soon as she stepped down and wanted to move her limbs, she saw Ellie quickly take a step forward and said she wanted to dance.

She stood there, smacking a few hints of meaning.

Is Ellie afraid that he will steal her limelight?

Then she was really wrong.

Ellie danced for more than three minutes, spinning and jumping non-stop. The sand and gravel on the river beach did not seem to hinder her in the slightest, and her dance was still as smooth as clouds and flowing water.

Halfway through, the director desperately wanted to interrupt her, but Ellie didn't open her eyes at all, seemingly intoxicated by the rhythm of the dance.

Although there was no music, the only sounds around were the gurgling water, the buzzing of mosquitoes, and the chirping of crickets lying in the grass.

But Ellie seemed to be completely immersed in her own world and couldn't see the director's eyes at all.

The director looked up at the sky. It was already very late. How could he let Ellie know?

Someone among the staff yawned, and it quickly spread from one end to the other.

Everyone had to wait until Ellie finished dancing. The director had already been bitten by mosquitoes. The pain was unbearable and he couldn't help but scratch his arms several times.

Applause and cheers rang out, and the sound was much lower than before, but Ellie didn't notice.

She lowered her head slightly and thanked everyone shyly: "I'm showing off my shame."

However, everyone had no energy to praise anymore. They just wanted to go home early and eat, and their stomachs were growling with hunger.

The director looked at Leng Qingqing and was thinking about how to speak. If he gave her the snacks directly, would it cause dissatisfaction among the other guests?

After all, Leng Qingqing received a lot of preferential treatment.

Leng Qingqing was like a roundworm in his stomach, saying one step ahead of him:

"I won't perform anymore. I don't like snacks, and it's too late now. I'm so hungry. I just want to go back and eat early."

She asked the director what his idea was: "Is that okay, director?"

Yes, why not? !

The director beamed: "Of course, let's set off now. It's getting late and everyone must be hungry."

Is there any artist in the world who is more considerate than Leng Qingqing? !

On the way back, the sky was completely dark, and the mountains in the distance stretched endlessly like the undulating backs of wild beasts.

Leng Qingqing held Huo Yanheng's little hand and walked home along the mountain path step by step.

Her hands were slightly cool and delicate to the touch. They wrapped around his little hands, dissipating some of the sultry heat of the summer night.

As the only guest who does not have a performance, Leng Qingqing will inevitably be asked what her specialty is.

Although I didn’t see you today, I still have to let everyone know.

Leng Qingqing was silent as she thought about the answer to the question.

There’s really nothing I’m very good at, they’re all pretty much the same, and there’s nothing I particularly like.

Just when I was thinking about answering casually, I heard the director's faintly joking voice blowing into my ears from the front along with the night wind.

"Can you sleep really well?"

Lonely and lazy, only a gong can wake her up.

Everyone was startled, and then laughter rippled along the mountain road.

"Wrong," Leng Qingqing added meaningfully: "It's Te Neng Zhan."

director:"………………"

It was rare for the guests to see a director being blocked and unable to say a word. Seeing this scene, they felt a great sense of revenge and laughed heartily.

"Director, you have today too!"

The cheerful atmosphere also infected the netizens in the live broadcast room.

“The atmosphere is great.”

"Only Leng Qingqing dares to argue with the director like this [laughing and crying]"

"I like to watch, please have more."

"+1 I love to see Qing Qing quarrel with others, hahahahahaha"

"Leng Qingqing: 'Buy some supplements for the little pig'"

"You brought back memories that made me laugh so hard."

Leng Qingqing carried the gift package of ingredients from the program crew and returned to his residence with everyone.

Everyone worked together to prepare a table of dinner as quickly as possible.

No one spoke during the dinner, even Jiang Shi, who always talked a lot, didn't say a word.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on the food, and they kept picking up food in their hands. In the blink of an eye, the food on the table was swept away.

After eating, they held their stomachs and lay on their backs or sat on the pavilion in the courtyard to enjoy the cool air and quietly enjoy the leisure time at night.

The night wind blew gently on my face, like a gentle hand.

Jiang Tianqiong took a sip of tea and suddenly remembered something. He raised his head and said, "Director, what are the rules for the allocation of accommodation tonight?"

I have been running around all day and my energy has been drained away.

I'm afraid you don't have the energy to play other games.

The director smiled and said there was no need to worry: "According to the performance of the guests during the day, the guest with the best performance today will be selected to stay in the No. 1 residence. The performance of the other guests is about the same, so let's guess the game!"

The guests complained endlessly and said: "Director, why didn't you say during the day that the competition has something to do with the allocation of rooms!"

If they knew it in advance, they would have tried their best to get a ranking no matter what.

They all thought it was just an ordinary game. Who knew the director could be so insidious.

Such an important matter was not told to the guests in advance.

The stupid behavior of the program crew is really hard to guard against.

As she listened, a tic-tac-toe burst out from Ellie's forehead.

Unbearable, no need to endure.

"Director, the owner of Residence No. 1 is still deserted, right?"

The director spread his hands and made a "I can't help it" expression: "Who made her perform the best today? Ellie, don't be anxious, there are still many opportunities, we still have to stay in the village for a few days , sooner or later you will be able to live in the best room."

Ellie bit her lip.

The hut was damp and cold, the light was so dark, and there was only one bed for two people.

She has never slept in the same bed with anyone other than Shen Ji when she grew up, not to mention that Shen Han always snatched her quilt at night!

This morning, Ellie drank a bowl of ginger soup to stop the chill.

If you stay another night, you will definitely get frostbite.

Did she really want to stay in the hut for one night?

Leng Qingqing didn't care where other guests stayed. She only cared about whether she and Huo Yanheng lived well.

Since they helped Li Laizi slaughter pigs today and won first place in the rowing competition, Leng Qingqing and Huo Yanheng still lived in residence No. 1 and did not need to move.

Huo Yanheng didn't say much tonight, maybe he was tired during the day.

At night, Leng Qingqing simply and rudely covered all the cameras in the room, called Huo Yanheng to his room, and asked the question he had wanted to ask for a long time.

"You know Ellie did it on purpose?"

Huo Yanheng was startled, unable to connect her question in time with Ellie's claim of being pushed down by Leng Qingqing in the rice field. There was a confused look in his dark eyes for a moment.

Leng Qingqing sat on the bedside holding the quilt, pursed her lips and said, "Why are you helping me? With what she... I did to you before, you should hate me."

Why did Huo Yanheng help her?

Leng Qingqing couldn't figure it out.