Reborn to choose a career, I choose to be the most popular female star

After a while, Zhu Wenbin and the staff of the program team also arrived.

The yard, which had been quiet for a week, became lively again.

As soon as everyone entered the courtyard, they quickly noticed the vegetable field next to it.

Compared to the bare land before, it is now lush green. Everyone came over to take a look, wondering how precious it was.

"Don't touch it! This is the seedling, planted by Lin Yu with great effort."

Zhu Wenbin hit Zhao Zihao's timid hand hard.

"How can it be so fragile? I just want to see it." Zhao Zihao covered his hand in pain, full of dissatisfaction.

At this moment, someone said, "There are so many eggs." Zhao Zihao, who found everything new, jumped over again.

"Let me see, let me see"

Other guests, including staff from the program team, also hurried over to the chicken coop to take a look.

"Really? 4. 4 really big eggs."

“Eh? Is there also one under the chicken?”

"It seems so, it seems there are two, pick them up and have a look."

Jiang Linyu, who heard the sound, immediately came out of the room to stop it.

"Those two are hatching chicks, don't take them away."

Zhao Zihao, whose hand was halfway extended, immediately stopped, his face full of surprise and disbelief.

"Really? Can chicks really be hatched?"

"Two, that's two more chicks."

"This hen is amazing. I just bought it not long ago."

Everyone's faces were filled with curiosity and surprise, and Zhu Wenbin and Zhao Zihao, who were born in the city, were the most excited.

"I think we should build a nest for it. This one is too simple and it won't be suitable for confinement."

"Yes, yes, Xiaohua is now a great contributor to our family. I will do it today," said Zhu Wenbin

Zhao Zihao spoke to the hen in a strange voice: "Xiaohua, you are going to be a mother soon, you should have a good rest and we won't kill you."

A few people chatted and laughed, and soon there were only 15 minutes left before the variety show was to begin.

But Bian Lei was late.

"Brother Lei, what's wrong? Why hasn't he come yet?"

“Yeah, it’s about to start.”

According to the rules, artists must arrive half an hour before the show starts. Director Huang He saw that the time was indeed too late and immediately asked someone to contact Bian Lei.

But after calling several times, the staff said that the other party's phone was turned off.

Director Huang He became even more anxious. There was suddenly one person missing. How could he explain it when the show started?

Just when the staff were getting extremely anxious, a nanny car slowly drove over.

Everybody looked over to see.

"Is it Bian Lei? Is it him?"

"Isn't he a motorcycle rider? He is really popular."

Bian Lei sat in the car with his head lowered and his face in his hands, feeling depressed and gloomy.

After the car stopped outside Guiyuan Cottage, the driver got out and opened the door for him: "Brother Lei, we're here."

About half a minute later, Bian Lei's face slowly lifted up from his deep place. His already unruly face looked even more decadent, and his tired eyes were bloodshot.

He took a deep breath, adjusted his decadent and gloomy face, picked up his guitar and stepped out of the car.

"Wow, Brother Lei, the great singer Bian Lei"

Seeing that it was really him, Zhao Zihao and Zhu Wenbin were the first to make a noise.

"Bian Lei, you are finally here. We have been waiting for you until the flowers have wilted."

Bian Lei walked into the courtyard and forced a smile, "Sorry I'm late."

He glanced at everyone, and his gaze finally fell on Jiang Linyu, his eyes full of emotions.

There was no expression on Jiang Linyu's face, and he looked straight at him, coldly as if he was looking at a stranger.

Bian Lei felt a sudden pain in his heart. He would rather Jiang Linyu scolded him, beat him, and blame him than to accept this cold look.

His deep voice trembled slightly, and he managed to say "hi" to her with difficulty.

Jiang Linyu didn't reply to him, but turned and left.

For a moment, Bian Lei froze in place.

Zhao Zihao immediately noticed that something was wrong between the two of them, so he put his arm around his shoulder and asked, "What's wrong? Did you offend Sister Yu?"

Bian Lei was filled with gloomy emotions. He forced a bitter smile and said nothing.

"By the way, what's wrong with you? I didn't even agree to invite you to join the group, and you didn't even reply to my messages."

"I changed my phone and number, this one is turned off"

Bian Lei took out his old phone and turned it on. As soon as the screen lit up, a lot of text messages and calls popped up one after another.

Among them, Jiang Linyu's are the most numerous.

After operating it for a while, he said: "It's in."

Zhao Zihao then let him go and patted him on the shoulder: "Go put your things away, it will start soon."

Bian Lei nodded, and after returning to the room, he scrolled through the message Jiang Linyu sent him on his phone.

Looking at the inquiry messages and voice calls sent by Jiang Linyu on the day of marriage registration, his heart felt torn as if it was torn apart, and his hands trembled slightly when touching the screen.

He sat quietly on the bed for a few minutes, and after a long time he typed out three words and sent them with difficulty.

"sorry"

When Jiang Linyu saw Bian Lei again, it was impossible not to feel angry and resentful, but the show was about to start, so she had to endure it.

"The countdown for the show has begun, everyone come to the yard," Director Huang He also started urging with a loudspeaker.

After hearing this, the five guests began to gather in the yard.

Several camera teachers also adjusted their cameras to point at them.

"Countdown to the second episode of "Our Homecoming Life". Three, two, one, start!"

After waiting for a few seconds, several guests, led by Zhu Wenbin in the middle position, began to greet each other.

"Hello everyone, see you again"

"hello"

The audience who had been waiting for the broadcast to start for a long time rushed in like a tide as soon as the signal was connected, and the live broadcast barrage instantly filled the entire screen.

"I'm coming"

"First, first, Jiangbian CP will never fall"

“Ahhhhhh, Bian Lei really is here.”

"Go! Let's start!"

In just one minute, the number of people online for the live broadcast exceeded 50,000. Old fans who had watched the first episode were waiting for the broadcast to start early, while most of the new fans came for Jiang Linyu and Bian Lei.

Immediately afterwards, director Huang He's voice-over sounded and the program officially entered the main topic.

"Then welcome everyone to come back to live in Guiyuan Cottage. After the first episode, our guests are familiar with each other, so starting from this episode, we will select the official head of the cottage."

Huang He paused deliberately, hoping that they would have some reaction. It would be even better if there could be a battle for the position of head of the household.

But all five of them were very calm and said.

"Isn't Sister Yu the head of the house? Why do we need to choose one?"

"Yes, it's unnecessary."

Huang He swallowed silently and explained, "Although Jiang Linyu performed very well as the head of the house last time, according to the rules, he is only a temporary head of the house, so you still have to choose again. Is there anyone who would like to recommend himself?"

In fact, director Huang He is more inclined to let Zhu Wenbin be the head of the house, because according to the task settings in the next few episodes, the head of the house needs to play a big role.

Zhu Wenbin is the oldest and most convincing, and he is also a host who can control the situation, which was why the program crew invited him.

But unexpectedly, they had surprisingly consistent opinions.

"Then I recommend Sister Yu."

"Me too"

"I vote for Lin Yu too"

In the end, even Zhu Wenbin chose Jiang Linyu as the head of the house without hesitation. To be honest, in the last episode, he felt that if he were the head of the house, he might not be able to handle it as well as she did.

Seeing that all four votes were cast for Jiang Linyu, the director had no choice but to accept it.

"Then we will, Jiang..."

"Director" Jiang Linyu interrupted him: "I don't want to"

For a moment, not only the guests but even the director were stunned.

You know, being a room manager usually means more shots, and most people would accept it if they were so popular and recommended.

But Jiang Linyu didn't think so.