When the male anchor is lonely, he cooks

The format of the rematch has indeed changed, the five-person group match has been replaced by an individual match.

Outside the arena, Wen Le was scrolling through Weibo. Tingfeng hadn't moved since that innocent Weibo post. On the contrary, some of his fans jumped to Wen Le's as if they were stabbed in the foot. On Weibo, they told their brother Tingfeng how hard he worked and how positive he was. Wen Le mocked him so much that he was simply inhuman.

These comments made Wen Le almost laugh. He felt that he almost didn't know the word hard work.If hard work refers to working hard to do things behind the scenes, he would like to give Tingfeng a thumbs up.

Knowing that his videos had been uploaded to the show's official website, Wen Le contacted the show's director and made a tactful request. He hoped to give him a full-body shot during the rematch.

Wang Linben was reminded by the leader, thinking that Wen Le may have a lot of background, besides, it was only a requirement for a full-body shot, not to mention proving that his legs and feet are flexible, even if he wants to dance, it is not impossible.

Wen Le's clothes today are still very simple. The simple collocation of white clothes and black trousers looks particularly elegant on him. He stands upright, like a bamboo like a pine, so that people can see him at a glance in the crowd. That's how Tingfeng found him. his.

What he hates the most is Wen Le's appearance that doesn't seem to care about other people's opinions. He is clearly pretending to be aloof on purpose, but in fact it is not to attract other people's attention.Secretly hooked up with the leader of the program group, and the act of changing his video to the homepage of the official website was shameless.He had long forgotten that he was the one who made the move first, and added a crime to Wen Le in his heart.

Sensing an unkind gaze staring at him, Wen Le turned his head and saw Ting Feng walking towards him, well-dressed, with a smile on his face, looking very well-dressed.But Wen Le saw the hatred in his eyes, like a knife.

For some reason, Wen Le suddenly thought of the news about those who were identified as mentally ill after being murdered.He was originally a person with rich imagination. Seeing Tingfeng approaching, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that there was something wrong with him. A spit of saliva raised his head again, brainwashing himself and his fans as if it had never happened.This kind of psychological quality can also be called excellent in a certain way.

Wen Le stood up and left the rest chair, and took a few steps back.

Ting Feng was stunned for a moment, not knowing why, but now he just wanted to go over and mock Wen Le in front of him and say something that would shake his mind, he didn't care why the other party suddenly stood up and backed away.

But as he walked forward, Wen Le started to step back. If he took one step forward, Wen Le would take two steps back.What is this doing?To provoke him?

Ting Feng put on a straight face and glared at him viciously, but he had to slow down his voice and pretend to be nonchalant.

"Meet Wen Le again." His voice was somewhat different from his usual voice in the video, it sounded sharper and far less soft.

Wen Le didn't want him to say hello, so he turned around and left immediately.

Ting Feng's face darkened, he couldn't let people go away like this, thinking of the good show that was about to be staged in a while, he hurried forward to stop Wen Le.

There is no one around the two of them, and the other contestants are far away.

Wen Le didn't talk to Ting Feng, "Get out of the way, don't get in the way."

The expression on Tingfeng's face couldn't hold back any longer, and his tone became colder, "Wen Le, do you think you'll be fine if you find a relationship through the back door? Those fans on the Internet will know your true face sooner or later."

Wen Le stopped suddenly, turned around and looked down, with a smile on his face.

"True face?" He read these words with a playful expression, "Do you think I don't know what you did behind your back?"

Ting Feng stepped back abruptly, his pupils dilated, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Obviously, this time he hired several different people to promote this matter behind the network, how could he be discovered so quickly?

Tingfeng glanced at Wen Le in surprise, but the smile on the other party's face fell into his eyes, but it was as cunning as if he knew everything.

Even if Wen Le really knows that he did this, so what, he is now on the same boat as Li Hongfei, just because the Li family has old grudges with him, Wen Le shouldn't try to make a name for himself in this circle, you know In an industry like theirs that pays attention to apprenticeship and learning skills, a word from the seniors is enough to offset all your efforts.

"Hmph! Don't be complacent." He said sternly, "Tell me, if all the scandals you did back then were revealed to be true, would your stupid fans still support you?"

"A scandal?" Wen Le raised his eyebrows and looked at him contemptuously, as if the other party was not even a speck of dust in his eyes.

"I think you have brain problems, and your language is confusing. It's better not to participate in the competition, go home and brush your teeth and take some medicine." Wen Le really didn't bother to talk to him.

Ting Feng originally wanted to put some psychological pressure on Wen Le by releasing some news before the game, but who knew that the other party didn't answer him at all, and instead made him very angry.

Zhao Fenfei came to look for him, but saw that he looked resentful as if he wanted to choose someone and devour him.

"Brother, what's the matter with you?" She couldn't help taking a step back.

Tingfeng has always coaxed this talented junior sister, and he still needs the opponent to help him in the competition.

"Junior Sister, I'm fine. It's just that the anchor who hacked me before came over and threatened me." He has a pretty good appearance, and he can still bluff people by tidying up and pretending to be a gentle and mature image.

"How dare he!" Zhao Yanfei became angry when he heard it, "That Erliang is obviously a scumbag, but he even went through plastic surgery to pretend to be rich and handsome, why is he so shameless?"

"Brother, don't worry, he dares to threaten you, and I will teach him a lesson for you during the competition!"

This effect is what Tingfeng wanted, and he pretended to persuade Zhao Yuanfei not to worry too much, but he knew that the more this was the case, the more thoughtless Zhao Yuanfei would take it to heart, and he would be more determined to help him determination.

Wen Le met Zhang Xiaoyuan and the others on the other side, and chatted briefly for a while. Luo Zixin took everyone together to take a group photo and posted it on his Weibo. The angles of pure natural straight men without P pictures and filters The photos received unanimous praise from the onlookers.

ID—more water than pure water: From this angle, you seem to have a big head, the principal, hahaha.

ID——Spicy Rabbit Ding: The competition is about to start, principal, I will hand over to you, you must protect my husband, if you lose an eyelash, you are the only one to ask!

ID——Xiaozhou Dahe: Looking forward to it, I have already opened the webpage of the live broadcast, and I am waiting for the live broadcast with my job in hand, principal, come on!Come on, everybody!

There were even fewer players in this round of the rematch. In the last round, a group of players were wiped out according to points and wins and losses, and the rest of the players were all disrupted from the group mode and became single players. man mode.

Everyone draws lots from front to back according to the points, and the corresponding number will appear on the lottery drawn, corresponding to the number of games.Although there will be 4 people competing at the same time in each session, these 4 people are all competitors with each other.

"Come on, better luck." The five people went to the stage to draw lots in the order in which their names were read, and each time one was drawn, the list above would connect people with the same number with lines, indicating that this would be their opponent in the competition.

Wen Le just saw a line connecting the names of Tingfeng and Zhao Fenfei on the screen, which was the fifth group.

Is this going to fight among teachers?He glanced at it and didn't care anymore.

This rematch is far from that simple. The winner of the highest scorer is determined by the round-to-win model, but the remaining three are not directly eliminated but have to compete with another group of three who lost. And the only winner among these six people will advance together, just like the only winner in the first round.

Open the lottery ball and look, and there is an Arabic numeral shining brightly on the note between them - 5.

Why do you feel a little familiar?

Wen Le was thinking about it when Luo Zixin patted her.

"Which game are you in two or two? I drew No. 5, it would be great if we were in the same round." He said happily.

Wen Le handed him the note in his hand, then covered his ears.

Sure enough, Luo Zixin jumped up happily, hugged him, and murmured, "Great! We are in a team again, and my luck is amazing."

Wen Le pulled people away, "Did you forget that this time is not a group match?"

Luo Zixin slapped his forehead, feeling unhappy, he sighed, "Is there still time for me to smoke again?"

"Are you sad?" Wen Le asked.

"A little bit." Luo Zixin replied.He knows his own strength. If he is in a group with Wen Le, he will definitely not be the one who wins. Maybe his competition will come to an end here.But the one who came to participate in the competition map was just happy. Thinking about it this way, he didn't feel too sad.

"If you're sad, just look at the big screen." Wen Le pointed in a direction.

Luo Zixin looked up, and saw that his and Wen Le's names were connected online with two other people, whom he happened to know.

"!" Luo Zixin covered his mouth, pointed to the name of the person, turned his head and looked at Wen Le, then turned his head to look at the list, but found that he was right.

"Are you still sad?" Wen Le asked him.

How can Luo Zixin feel sad? He is now full of fighting spirit, "Let's beat him to death! Let him talk nonsense in a strange way."

I don't know if his voice is too loud, or because Tingfeng has been paying attention to this side and saw his mouth shape, anyway, after he said this, Tingfeng's face obviously darkened, and when he met Wen Le's eyes, he He showed that malicious look again, which made Wen Le feel uncomfortable.

Wen Le straightened his collar and walked to the arena where he was.This is his game, and he will fight back against those vilifiers with his best work.