Cannon fodder who wears books is a goblin

"First!!!"

"I saw my brother, the posture of getting out of the car is so beautiful too!"

"The relationship between the young master and Lin Cen seems to be very good. During the primary election, the young master dragged him up. Jimei, I have a bold idea..."

"Shut up upstairs! I already have a picture of the domineering young master and the shy little singer!"

"Don't cue Lin Fan, please let the young master be beautiful?"

"Zhan Zhan reacted so cute when he saw the camera hahahaha!!"

"I feel sour when I think that people in this village can have close contact with idols for a week."

"Incarnation of lemon essence."

"Assimilate into lemon essence."

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Fifty contestants were divided into two groups in the first game and eliminated the last five groups, which were really terrible. Forty contestants eliminated the five lowest-scoring players in the second game. Yang Canxi was notified by the program team He was kicked out of the show on the grounds that he was unwell and retired from the game.

There are a total of 34 contestants who came to this village.

During this week, they will be divided into seven groups, and they will stay in the homes of seven families and get along with them.

During these seven days, they can do whatever they want, even if they sleep paralyzed in the bedroom for seven days.

But seven days later, before leaving the village, they will hold a competition with villagers as judges in the village square where the village meeting is held.

"In this way, if we try our best to please the villagers during these seven days, they may vote for us in the final competition?" someone asked.

Han Chaoyang shook the folding fan in his hand, noncommittal: "You can also impress them with your own music."

Shen Ruoan smiled, "You can also try to buy them with money, but your wallets and mobile phones will be handed over to us for safekeeping before going in. Of course, you can also exchange your luxury goods. But I believe that for these For simple villagers, a piece of Patek Philippe may not be as good as a pack of instant noodles."

Such a statement made the crowd burst into laughter.

"Okay, children, be quiet." Teacher Chen Shu always gave people a gentle and comfortable feeling. She smiled kindly and held a sealed box.

"Here, there are 34 cards. Those who draw the same color will form a group. Due to the number of people, there will be a group with only four members. Now everyone line up and come to me to draw cards one by one."

The result of the card draw came out soon. Lin Cen looked at the little purple card in his hand, and someone approached him with surprise on his face, "Lin Cen, we are in a team!"

Qin Yu, who was walking towards Lin Cen, snorted coldly, "I just discovered today that there is blue-purple blindness in this world."

The man was taken aback, lowered his head and turned over to look at the cards in his hand.

Seen by Qin Yu, he pushed aside, "Your team is over there."

"Oh thank you." The man walked away feeling confused.

"There should only be four of us in this group." Qin Yujian put the card in his hand into Lin Cen's.

"It's good to have one less person talking nonsense."

After speaking, he put the two cards in his hand together, raised his hand and waved vigorously in the air, "Who else gets gay purple, we are on the same team!"

Qin Yujian: "..."

The other two: I really don't want to admit that they are on the same team.

At the same time as the grouping results came out, the owner of the house who took them back to the house to rest had also arrived.

Clean and tidy villagers with simple smiles, holding a sign with the same color as the group but magnified many times in their hands.

"Red...green...purple! Over there, it's a grandpa!"

The one who spoke was from the same group as Lin Cen, named Chen Yuxiao. He had a baby face and his singing voice was as sweet as honey.

The other person is also surnamed Lin, called Lin Sheng, who lives up to his name, with a deep and magnetic voice that can make thousands of girls scream that their ears are pregnant.

At this point, the four-member team all stood behind the old man.

"My surname is Fu, you can call me Uncle Fu."

"Grandpa Fu, your surname is really nice!" Chen Yuxiao called out first, and the sweet voice made the old man roll his eyes with a smile.

"How's it going, baby, tell me?"

"Grandpa Fu, that's Grandpa Fu! Being able to live with you for seven days, maybe the four of us will be blessed together!"

"Hahahaha, you kid, you can talk."

The other three followed Chen Yuxiao and Uncle Fu and looked at each other.

Finally, Lin Sheng gave Chen Yuxiao a thumbs up.

Before I got home, I started to make people happy and win people's hearts.

Several people walked home with the old man, and the staff faithfully recorded all this with a camera.

After the live broadcast room is divided into seven groups, viewers can choose the players they want to watch.

What the program team did not say is that in this competition, in addition to the votes of the villagers, the traffic of the live broadcast room will also be used as part of the scoring.

Since there are only four people in the last group, the traffic in the live broadcast room will be averaged to individuals by dividing the total traffic by the number of live broadcasters.

"Smile is such a peerless cutie, it's too sweet."

"The three trembled behind. Who am I and where am I? Why did Rainbow Fart arrange it so early?"

"Hahahahaha, there is something inside."

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After arriving at the old man's house and putting away the luggage, we had a simple meeting.

"The meaning of the program group is very clear. This program is not about level, but about social interaction." Chen Yuxiao changed his silly and sweet appearance outside, sat on a small bench, and obediently placed his hands on the Start the analysis with the legs together.

Lin Sheng was the second to speak: "I agree with what You Xiao said. It is not professional for the villagers to be the judges. In their eyes, we may not be able to tell our level. It is very likely that the people who voted for are emotionally biased. people."

"How about we divide the labor and cooperate like this," Lin Sheng suggested.

Seeing that neither Lin Cen nor Qin Yu wanted to speak, he took the initiative to speak, "I saw when I came here that there are quite a few residents in this village, and they have sweet smiles, and they can please the elderly. I am from the countryside. When he grows up, he can do some farm work, so he can take the initiative to help him with some things. Lin Cen... Lin Cen is good-looking, so he should be very popular with girls?"

Lin Sheng said hesitantly. At the beginning of training, Lin Cen was shy and shy. After an accident in the competition, his temperament changed a little.

"I have no problem with this." Lin Cen quickly agreed, making Lin Sheng heave a sigh of relief.

As for Qin Yu, see you.

Lin Sheng's expression was extremely bitter, he really didn't know what to make this young master do.

"I'm with Lin Cen." Qin Yujian took the initiative to say, "I have candy in the box, which can be distributed to the children."

Lin Sheng and Chen Yuxiao's eyes lit up.

Yes, children can vote too!

While they were satisfied here, they almost laughed out loud in the live broadcast room.

It's just because after Qin Yu finished speaking, the photographer brother presented the text message sent by the director under the live broadcast camera.

——Very well, there is one more stolen item that needs to be confiscated.

"Swag hahahahaha what a god damn booty!!"

"Adults and children, don't try to bribe any of you!"

"I just want to know what the young master's expression will be when he opens his luggage and sees the empty box."

"Sister you are so badass! All I have to say about this is - take me one!"

"Take me one too!"

Qin Yujian, who didn't know that the director had already opened his box, accepted the adoring gazes of Lin Sheng and Chen Yuxiao with a calm expression.

This is true foresight!

The four of them had a more detailed discussion on how to win over the next seven days, and after a while, they heard the voice of Uncle Fu shouting for dinner.

"Oops!"

"what happened?"

Lin Sheng looked annoyed, "I was supposed to help Uncle Fu with cooking just now, but this first chance was wasted!"

Lin Cen twitched the corner of his mouth, "It's okay, you can wait and help them wash the dishes."

"If you feel like you have nothing to do after you're done, you can still help Uncle Fu clean the whole house."

Lin Sheng suddenly realized.

"you're right!"

When he walked out of the room, Lin Cen was still talking to Qin Yujian in a low voice, "Did this man lose his mind by singing?"

Qin Yu saw that he agreed.

Sitting at the table to eat together, besides the program crew, there were six members of Uncle Fu's family.

Everyone sat around a big round table, leaving no gaps.

In addition to his wife, Uncle Fu's family also has his son, wife and their son and daughter.

Grandma Fu is a very kind old man, and after she greeted them to sit down, she warmly served them dishes.

A pair of chopsticks fell into this bowl and went to another one.

Lin Sheng and Chen Yu laughed and thanked the food for being extra delicious, and they coaxed the old man to smile by boasting about the delicious food.

Qin Yujian's expression didn't change much, he seemed to be enjoying a banquet in a leisurely manner.

Only Lin Cen frowned as he looked at the greasy dishes falling on the white rice, unable to move his chopsticks.

"What's the matter, don't you like it?" Qin Yu glanced at him.

Lin Cen shook his head as if he had been awakened suddenly, and turned to look at him with a trace of confusion in his eyes.

"Is it because you don't like other people serving food to you? Grandma Fu has a good intention." Seeing the chopsticks falling into the bowl, Qin Yu paused, "If you don't like it..."

Seeing the chopsticks stretched towards Lin Cen's bowl, Qin Yu decided to help Lin Cen eat.

But when he was about to fall into Lin Cen's bowl, he was stopped by a pair of chopsticks that were inserted horizontally.

"No, why do you think so?" Lin Cen looked surprised, "The young master eats so much that I can't eat it, but just looking at this meal reminds me of my mother."

His voice lowered, "When I was a picky eater, my mother did the same. She would put the dishes on the plate into my bowl."

His voice flowed into the receiver of the camera, and it also brought a sense of warmth to the awkward dinner table after listening to Qin Yu's words.

Grandma Fu even gave Lin Cen a big dish with chopsticks, "This kid is homesick. Come and eat more, and go back in seven days to give Mom and Dad a healthy and chubby self."

The corners of Qin Yujian's eyes twitched slightly.

He had read Lin Cen's information, so he naturally knew that Lin Cen's mother had passed away long ago.

Now when I mention my mother, I don't know what it feels like.

He was eating the delicious farm meal on the table, and suddenly lost his appetite.