Battle of the top [entertainment circle]

The second day was no different from the first.

Early in the morning, the sun rose from the shore of the lake, and half of its shadow fell on the water, like a beautifully colored koi.

Feeling the call of the light, the old grandmas immediately became energetic and flocked to the beach one after another to greet the morning while dancing Yangko.

I don't know where the old grandma bought the stereo used to play BGM, it looks like a shoddy junk.But as soon as the power is turned on, the sound waves instantly sweep across the entire island in the middle of the lake.

All kinds of brainwashing cycles of Divine Comedy, each note is mixed with irony——

Sleep you paralyzed, wake up hi!

This effect is much more powerful than Meng Dao screaming heart-piercingly with a loudspeaker.

Qi Weiyi was woken up once yesterday, he was already prepared today and asked Pu Sheng to borrow a pair of earplugs.

The things the little prince gave are useful.

Put on earplugs and earmuffs, the world has nothing to do with me anymore.

It's a pity that even if he escaped the grandma's Divine Comedy attack, he couldn't escape the old man's care for breakfast.

"Wake up, get up, the sun is drying your ass!" The 62-year-old man is much more energetic than Qi Weiyi, who is less than 26 years old.

The uncles forcibly dug Qi Weiyi up from the bed, and the filming team was so frightened that they took out their mobile phones. One was ready to call the police, one was ready to ask for help, and the other pressed 119, fearing that Qi Weiyi would become too angry and cause disaster.

"Wei Wei," after a short time together, the elders firmly remembered his name, "Young people should go to bed early and get up early, don't waste your good time!"

Your uncle deserves to be your uncle, before Qi Weiyi got angry, you almost hypnotized him again by saying one sentence to another.

"Stop!" Qi Weiyi rolled over and sat up, "Get up and have breakfast, right? I'm getting up, stop reading!"

"Right, this is a spirited boy!" The grandfather patted Qi Weiyi on the shoulder, and took out food one after another, trying to feed the cubs.

——At this moment, these old grandpas who have lived for most of their lives still don't know that life is dangerous.

But they soon found out.

"Try it, this is the kimchi I pickled with my own hands, a skill that I have spent most of my life on."

Qi Weiyi hid his chopsticks, full of disgust, "There are carrots, I won't eat them."

"Then try the millet porridge cooked by your aunt, it will nourish your stomach."

Qi Weiyi scooped it up with a spoon, "I won't drink clear soup with little water."

"You're a picky eater. What about buns? You should eat buns, right?"

"Eat." Qi Weiyi handed over a box of toothpicks.

"What are you doing?" the uncle was dumbfounded.

"I don't eat onion, ginger and garlic. You pick out the onion, ginger and garlic in the bun, and I will eat it."

"This child!" The uncle was so angry that he almost lost his breath.

"Master, calm down!" Qiu Nan pressed him quickly, "Don't be angry, don't be angry! It's useless to be angry with him."

On singing and dancing, Qi Weiyi ranked last.

When it comes to making people angry, he is definitely number one!

The other younger brothers are popular idols, and he is an annoying idol.

Getting along with Zai Zai can especially temper one's temper, which is probably one of the few advantages of the little ancestor.

Qi Weiyi rubbed his eyes and yawned lazily.

"I'm so hungry, is there anything I can eat?"

Everyone: ...

I can't help it anymore, who dares to hit him!

**

The sunset red group got up early, the square dance formation was closed, and the bear children were still sleeping in the dark.

The members of Group A resigned themselves to their fate, and went to the hotel to be their male mothers, helping the little kids get up.Qi Weiyi didn't say anything to help today, and just lay on the sofa to bask in the sun after eating.

Yang Li squatted beside him, using a branch to flick back and forth on the soft sand, picking up shells for him to play with.

"Do you like the blue one?" Yang Li asked.

"Well, I want the pink one too."

"I am searching."

After pulling on the twigs for a long time, I couldn't find any pink shells at all.

"No powder."

"Really?" Qi Weiyi turned over, his eyes lit up, "Then today's task is decided, help me find pink shells!"

Yang Li felt that he was messing around, "Weiwei, we are a serious show, not so casual."

However, 10 minutes later—

Xu You held the script, spoke in the voice of the broadcaster, and solemnly announced in a sacred tone of "this is a milestone in human history":

"Today's first task is to find pink shells."

"Pink shells?" Qiu Nan turned to Chu Huai and asked sincerely, "Are there any pink shells?"

Chu Huai: "Yes, but I have to go to the beach to pick them up."

"Then why did the director team ask us to look for pink shells by the lake?" Qiu Nan guessed wildly, "Increase the difficulty of the task?"

"No!" Meng Heng had a keen ear. Hearing their discussion, he quickly clarified, "Because Qi Weiyi wanted to find a pink shell to make a bracelet."

Everyone: ...

Zai Zai, why do you like pink?

Mother chirping.

"Weiwei." Yang Li turned around with a serious face, "What kind of deal did you make with Director Meng?"

"Where is it?" Qi Weiyi's face was full of innocence, "I just told him that I want a pink shell."

"and then?"

"If there is no pink shell..." Qi Weiyi pretended to be sad, "I can only use his trophy to grind a golden shell."

Yang Li: ...

Really ruthless.

Facts have proved that "Battle on the Top" is a show with a random script and nonsense guests.

Because of Qi Weiyi's words, the expensive male stars held small buckets in their left hands and shovels in their right hands, looking for shells on the beach with their buttocks pouted.

The program group only stipulates that each class must have collective activities, and does not stipulate the scope of activities for each class.Therefore, the places where everyone digs shells are strange.

Group A likes to be lazy, thinking that the beach is hot and the conditions are poor, so they sneak into the resort.

During the recording period, although the resort on Huxin Island was closed, all facilities were operating as usual.

Group A, with nine big bear kids and 90 little bear kids, jumped up and down in the resort and took a collective soak in the open-air hot spring.

Jing Yi has always disliked excitement, and he also thinks that a large group of people are crowded in the pool to make human soup, which is strange and dirty.

Carrying them on his back, he came to the gazebo where he completed the task of forming a team.

In the gazebo, the chessboard is still there, and the wooden chess pieces are stored in the chess box next to it.

Jing Yi suffered a disadvantage in chess last time, and finally asked Qi Weiyi.He has a hurdle in his heart, and he always thinks about it.

Open the chess box, and the round chess pieces are arranged neatly.

Jing Yi took out all the chess pieces, and suddenly two little heads appeared under the table.

"Brother, do you want to play chess?" asked the children in the group.

Jing Yi nodded, "Yes."

"Then can we play with you?"

"How do you know this?"

"Of course, we play every day at home!" The child puffed out his chest.

Jing Yi felt very frustrated.

After Qi Weiyi, he was even worse than a child.

"Then let's play together, you teach me." Jing Yi was very modest and asked for advice seriously.

Then, after 30 seconds—

The little boy tried his best to stand on tiptoe, put the bag in his hand on the top, and showed off triumphantly, "Look, skyscrapers!"

Jing Yi: ...

[Face is full of happiness.jpg]

"I can also make tanks, I'll teach you~" the little kid said happily.

Jing Yi understood, he played chess like building blocks.

Believe in his ghost!

**

At the end of the morning, none of the three teams found pink shells, but everyone had a good time.

After Xu You announced the disbandment, Yang Li called Qi Weiyi to stop him.

"Weiwei, here you are." He handed over a shell.

The shells are beautifully shaped and covered with a flawless sakura powder that reflects in the sun.

"Wow, you found it."

"No." Yang Li showed him carefully, "This is a white shell with a layer of pink nail polish on it. Aren't you going to make a bracelet? Use this to make ends meet."

Qi Weiyi took the shell, held it up to the sun, and looked at it carefully for a while.

I didn't listen to Zai Zai for a long time, and thought he was touched.

Suddenly, Qi Weiyi said with emotion, "Li Li, you actually use pink nail polish."

"..."

"Hello mother."

"..."

Want to hit someone!

Anyone who knows Qi Weiyi knows that he is easy to change his mind and change his mind more frequently than holding grudges.

Get the pink shells, stuff them in your pockets, and the shells fall out of favor at the speed of light.

The little ancestor was staring at Yang Li's unused pink sequined nail polish again.

"Here." Yang Li had to hand over the nail polish, "Do you want to use it yourself? Can you paint it?"

"No." Qi Weiyi said seriously, "I want to take it for revenge."

revenge?

How to take revenge?

Yang Li, who provided him with the 'weapon', was very disturbed.

In the afternoon, the recording hadn't started yet.

Everyone was attracted by a howl.

Following the sound, the melon-eating crowd came scattered outside Director Meng's room.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Director Meng cried like a pig in hot water.

"Ah—!" The cry was still high-pitched.

"Director Meng, what's the matter?" Xu You knocked on the door outside.

"I, I...Who did it? It's so fucked up!"

"What happened?" everyone asked from outside the room.

The door of the room was pulled open forcefully from the inside, and Meng Heng came out shirtless.

"Look, open your eyes!" Meng Heng said indignantly, pointing to his chest, "Who dyed my chest hair pink?"

The scene was quiet for three seconds.

Then--

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

"I saw pink chest hair for the first time, so weird!"

"Director Meng said every day that he had a lot of hair on his chest, but now it's good, mother is dead."

"Hahahahaha!"

Meng Heng's whole body, the most masculine part was insulted, he yelled, "Who did it!"

"Director Meng." Wu Hua said with a suppressed smile, "Don't ask, the answer should be obvious."

Indeed, there is only one person in the whole island who dares to attack Meng Heng.

Moreover, it happened to be his favorite pink.

"Where's Qi Weiyi?" Meng Heng asked gloomyly.

"I'm going to wash my hands." Pu Sheng replied, "My brother said that I touched something unclean just now."

"..." Meng Heng's face turned green with anger.

"Director Meng, calm down! Calm down!"

"That's right, you can't beat Weiwei again."

Hearing this, Meng Heng hammered on the chest of Hammer Fandudu, "It's piercing my heart, old iron!"

Meng Heng has been a director for more than ten years, and he is always careless and careless about his image.

Even at work, wear a large tank top and shorts.

However, today, for the first time, he wore several layers of clothes, three layers inside and three layers outside, wrapping himself tightly.

——Thinking of the pink chest hair perched on Director Meng's chest, everyone couldn't hold back their laughter.

Except for Meng Dao himself, everyone was very happy this afternoon, and they all shared Meng Dao's pink chest hair photos in groups, Moments, and major social software.

"Qi Weiyi," Director Meng called out to Qi Weiyi gloomyly, "You have damaged my reputation, how are you going to make it up?"

"Director Meng, do you want to make up for it?" Qi Weiyi blinked Chunliang's eyes, and said slowly, "Actually, there's still a little nail polish left."

Meng Heng: ...

Immediately dodge ten meters away.