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The director held up a whiteboard behind the camera, with three characters written on it: OK?

In fact, in this kind of recorded program, if the rules of the game involve the artist's privacy, the artist can propose a change at any time, such as stopping the recording and changing the first contact person.

Jia Yuzhou quickly nodded slightly, indicating that there was no problem with him, while Yu Ziyao stood there looking a little sluggish.

The staff of the program team rushing over all focused their eyes on him, and even the camera dutifully took pictures of every subtle change in his expression with a dark lens.

Jia Yuzhou's eyes were the same as those around him, full of curiosity, but the corner of his mouth still showed a little smile inadvertently - he had already heard about Yu Ziyao from the old woman Zhou Shan, so he said , this boy suddenly skipped the audition and directly entered the competition, every time his results were exactly as he wished, it was impossible without a financial backer.

There are many people who have financial backers behind them, but Yu Ziyao's luck is rare.

Why does Jia Yuzhou have to be tortured by an old woman all day long, only to get such a little bit of benefit, but Yu Ziyao can hug Qi Zhuo's thigh so easily, without paying a lot, he can have a smooth journey Shun the water.

This is so unfair.

He was going mad with envy.

I don't know how many people like Jia Yuzhou are watching the show, anyway, anyone with a discerning eye can see that Yu Ziyao's expression changed suddenly after listening to the task.

The choreographer held up the board and knocked twice, this would be facing Yu Ziyao.

The boy looked up at the whiteboard, and then realized that there were so many people around him at some point, he immediately controlled his expression, and then nodded in the eyes of everyone.

Jia Yuzhou's expression turned a little disappointed for a moment, he thought that the phone he picked would show Yu Ziyao's feet, but now seeing Yu Ziyao nodding, he probably just picked an ordinary number.

All the gossip was flying, and the little girls in the program group couldn't hide their expressions, and their expressions suddenly dimmed.

Everyone calmed down, except Yu Ziyao.

He squeezed the phone tightly, his fingertips turned white.It is too difficult to call Qi Zhuo in front of so many people, and to hide the identity of the person on the other end.If it was true before, and he was open-minded, he could also say to himself, "You are not afraid of the oblique shadow". The problem is that now he clearly knows that he is "bent and oblique in the shadow".

But he had no other choice.

Jia Yuzhou called his father, and the camera scanned his address book. The note of the first contact was indeed "Dad", starting with B, and ranked first.

When answering the phone, there was an old man with an accent that he didn’t know. Jia Yuzhou simply changed his dialect to talk to his father, saying that he wanted to eat the meal cooked by his mother. It can't be dropped, and it looks like a stubborn boy.

After hanging up the phone, facing the camera, he wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, and then said with a smile: "Sorry, I made you laugh. I haven't been home for a long time. I made a phone call today and I feel homesick." His Emotions can be retracted freely, and Yu Ziyao can't tell how much is real and how much is just a show.

"Director, is this considered a success? My dad said that he would ask my mom to send me some kimchi pickled at home later." He shook his phone at the camera.

"Jia Yuzhou, the task is passed." The director shouted from behind with a loudspeaker.

Jia Yuzhou patted Yu Ziyao on the shoulder when he came down from the task platform: "Ziyao, come on, I think we are pretty fast, maybe we will be the first to find the treasure."

Yu Ziyao was not in the mood here, so he responded with hindsight, and walked towards the mission platform.

It felt like being soaked in a jar of warm water, and his five senses were a little out of order. He was so nervous that his mind stopped working, and his heart almost jumped out of his chest.

He also wanted to know what Qi Zhuo would tell him.

This kind of "cheating" in front of the camera made every part of his body itchy, excited and frightened, and his scalp tingled for a while.

"A flower?" The director's voice-over came at the right time, "What is this?"

"...cake shop." Yu Ziyao unconsciously shook his right hand holding the phone, "It's the abbreviation of the shop, and you can't find it on the Internet." He lied without changing his face.

Jia Yuzhou looked at him with a smile: "Fortunately, you noted an abbreviation, otherwise the program team would have to mosaic it out later to prevent the brand from divesting us." He made a joke.

"But, Ziyao, isn't it against the rules for you to call the cake shop? After all, all you need is a cake. I always feel that I have won like this, and my conscience hurts." Jia Yuzhou still had something to say.

This was the first time that Yu Ziyao felt that this boy was obviously embarrassing him, and his expression sank: "No, this is a personal phone call from their boss...Because I bought cakes too many times, the two of us We saved each other's phone calls."

"Their cakes are sweet and delicious..."

Halfway through the conversation, with a shake of his hand, he dialed the phone directly.

Yu Ziyao froze for a moment.

The phone rang for a while, and each sound hit Yu Ziyao's heart. He even retreated a little bit, thinking whether to tell the program team that he couldn't get through, and get another one.

Just when he was about to speak, the phone was picked up.

"Hello..." A deep male voice sounded.

Yu Ziyao spoke first: "Hey, boss! I want a strawberry cake."

On the other end of the phone, Li Da could clearly see Qi Zhuo's stunned face for a second when the phone was connected, and then turned into doubt.

He took a step back and took back the document he was about to hand to Qi Zhuo: "Mr. Qi, do you need me to avoid..."

Qi Zhuo waved his hand to signal no need.

The number of times Yu Ziyao took the initiative to call him is one of the few. I don't know if he dialed the wrong number today. Why did he ask for strawberry cake as soon as he came up?

Is HW so poor that he can't even afford a piece of cake for the little boy at home?

"Yu..."

"Please replace the cream filling inside with dark chocolate!" Yu Ziyao didn't give Qi Zhuo a chance to speak, and after finishing speaking quickly, he was very guilty and bit the bullet and continued, "I haven't eaten cake for a long time, and the manager keeps asking for cakes. I lost weight, and now I can finally take advantage of the announcement to ask for a cake, and I want it right away!" The last sentence was uttered forcefully by him.

Qi Zhuo raised his eyebrows, and didn't reply in a hurry. Instead, he found a piece of paper from the stacked documents next to the table, on which was written Yu Ziyao's travel time, specific to each hour.

I'm recording a show right now...

There was a smile on the corner of the man's mouth, hadn't he been flirting with him these two days?Now that I need him, I want to call him again...it's not that easy.

After roughly guessing the content of the program, Qi Zhuo lowered his voice: "Oh, it's Xiaoyu, sorry, we don't open today."

"...Huh?" Yu Ziyao was immediately dumbfounded, how could it be that he couldn't understand it?

"The children at home have been too noisy recently. I was invited by the teacher to a meeting. Let's talk about the cake next time."

Yu Ziyao's ears turned red, and he thought that he could go to his uncle Qi Zhuo, why is there a meeting, some kid, beating around the bush and asking him to apologize for the unilateral cold war?

Yu Ziyao looked at the cameras in several positions below, and tried his best to keep his expression intact: "Please, just wait until you get home and do it when you have time." He gritted his teeth and said soft words.

"Oh, let's talk about it when we get home?" Qi Zhuo was in a good mood.

"Yes, please promise me first."

"Okay." The other end of the phone sighed, "Then I'll go to the meeting first, and I'll get you a cake when I get back."