Irregular cohabitation

Tang Qing threw two pieces of clothes to Chen Tianhou and told Yu Yanlin to watch him work carefully.

He is also working on it himself. Even though he doesn't have the tools at his fingertips, the art student's nimble hands have become the highlight and attraction.

So it doesn't seem fair to make this match.

"There are two art students in their group, it's obviously unfair!"

"But they don't have tools, and the price on the other side is also favorable. Fortunately, Tang Qing brought paint."

"Is it really unfair? The final result is determined by voting. The other group is almost all stars with their own traffic, and this group only has Yu Yingying."

"Yeah, in order to make their idols have a good meal, everyone should be fully fired, and the Beiying group has a great chance of winning."

"I don't understand what's so noisy about it. You look at Xiao Chen's eyes, don't you look like a brat who doesn't want to do homework and is afraid of his parents hahaha."

"I was just going to follow Hahaha to look down at classmate Xiao Chen's homework. Woohoo, I'm a boss!"

Chen Tianhou dipped his hands in paint, and with just a few strokes, he created the artistic conception of landscape painting.

He Mudong quite liked it: "Would it be possible to hide my complexion?"

Are you thinking about peach?

Chen Tianhou glanced at him and continued to paint: "Pink looks black, and green looks even blacker. There is only one solution—"

He Mudong was a little frustrated just now, but now he became interested again: "Student Chen, do you have a good idea?"

Chen Tianhou said bluntly: "You can ask Senior Sister Liang to borrow some liquid foundation."

He then lowered his voice, and said to He Mudong as if whispering: "The liquid foundation of their girls is very expensive, but the effect is also very good."

He Mudong raised his hand and stroked his forehead.

Another "hahahaha" floated across the barrage.

The jerseys end up back in everyone's hands, and everyone adds a little more.

Liang Sui added an English motto, and He Mudong followed suit and added a string of codes.

Chen Tianhou thought for a while and wrote down a date, which was his and his wife's wedding anniversary.

Tang Qing thought it was okay to add or not, glanced at the people next to him from the corner of his eye, and found that Yu Yanlin dipped his finger in the paint and started to do it on the left side of the team uniform...

Seeing his gesture of raising his hand, Tang Qing stretched out his hand to stop him.

Yu Yanlin knew what he was worried about. After finishing the horizontal stroke, he drew the vertical stroke again.

ten.

Hi, not seven.

Tang Qing breathed a sigh of relief.

It’s just that Yu Yanlin hasn’t finished writing yet, he added a “four” after the “ten”, and smiled slightly, as if explaining to the audience behind the camera: “My lucky number.”

The barrage painting style changed instantly, and a bunch of fake ones came out.

"Fart! You said your lucky number is seven!"

"Isn't it Qi? I read a lot, so don't try to lie to me."

"But fourteen seems to make sense, twenty seven is fourteen."

"Then why not 21?! The more the better."

"Sister, don't go, Si Qi is a bomb!"

"Ha ha ha ha."

Fifteen minutes before the voting ended, Chen Tianhou muttered in a low voice, "Senior Yu, your fans should be pretty good, right?"

It's not that he's afraid that he's not as skilled as others, it's because he's afraid...that he's not as good as others.

Yu Yanlin wiped his fingers slowly with a paper towel, picked up his half bottle of water on the table, and folded his hands to play.

Yu Yanlin smiled and said, "Don't worry, the children are very sensible."

At this time, the assistant who was in charge of following the live broadcast and barrage comments suddenly ran over, first said something to the director, the director laughed, and then asked her to inform Yu Yanlin's group.

The assistant said quickly: "Mr. Yu, your fans posted a barrage saying——"

Yu Yanlin raised his eyebrows: "What did you say?"

The assistant took out the screenshot just now and read it: "They said that the behavior of lying down is very bad, so I hope you can eat chaff and swallow vegetables, experience the sufferings of the world, life is endless, struggle is endless, if you don't move, so will I." Do not move."

It means - I won't vote for you.

Rat tail juice.

Yu Yanlin: "..."

Yu Yanlin always smiles in this show, kindly, meanly, softly... so much so that everyone may have forgotten how scary he is when he is not smiling.

His slender eyes narrowed, and the smile on the corners of his mouth deepened. It was just that his eyes changed, and his expression was immediately different from the expression just now.

The fans who watched the live broadcast only felt a little cold all over their bodies. They saw the return of the ruthless actor they were familiar with, and saw the thin lips kiss with a bit of a sneer, and said two words lightly:

"Nizi!" Yu Yanlin slightly rolled his eyes.

When Chen Tianhou heard that the big meal was about to run out, he was immediately dumbfounded: "Brothers and sisters, can we do this? You vote for us to have a big meal and serve him a whole vegetable salad alone, okay? Don't kill them all!"

I was counting on Yu Yanlin's popularity, but it turned out to be poison gas, is that okay? !

"Hahahaha, this desire to survive!"

"Who are your younger brothers and sisters? You are only three years old, and we are all older brothers and sisters!"

"Hahahaha, look how scared the kids are, they sold out their teammates!"

"Toutou sisters! Otherwise, Baba may really have to clean up the house!"

"Hurry up if you haven't voted yet! The opposite group is about to catch up!"

When the time came, the program group announced the voting results. Yu Yanlin's group won by more than 200 million votes and won the luxurious lunch.

Today's live broadcast also ends here.

"Ah, I don't accept it! I still want to watch them eat!"

"I want to see if Lao Yu really eats grass!"

"Crazy AT program group! Tell me what you want! I have money, so I want to watch the live broadcast!"

The program team sent a car to take the guests to a five-star restaurant in the city. The two groups entered the box together and saw two tables.

A table of rich fish, lobster and crab...

Another table has leek eggs, tomato eggs, bitter gourd eggs...

One hundred ways to talk about eggs.

They also deliberately put the two tables together like this, and the program team is almost going to hell.

Yu Xiaoxiao laughed directly angrily: "I have reason to suspect that you deliberately want us to confront each other."

Dong Jiayu said with a smile: "It smells like delicacies from mountains and seas, and the mouth is full of eggs. Another way of thinking, we...have made money?"

Yu Xiaoxiao admired his logic and gave him a thumbs up.

Liang Wei pouted slightly: "We have no advantage in this game, it's only fair to have our home game next time, it's more like acting than lines."

No one answered his words, Xin Ze sat down and said, "If you really give us a table of big fish and meat, we won't be able to eat it."

As far as he knew, both Zhou Chengkai and Yu Xiaoxiao were keeping fit and eating very little.

It's okay if he doesn't say it, after he said that, he looked at the table next door who had already started eating...

They don't have the trouble of maintaining their body shape, and they can eat whatever they want.

Yu Yanlin poured some water for Tang Qing, and when Tang Qing finished drinking, he said to him tangledly, "Can we share it together? We can't eat like this, right?"

And if someone must stand up, it must be Yu Yanlin.

He stood up, picked up a plate of dishes, and turned around in front of his people one by one, motioning for everyone to pick up a few chopsticks. There was half of the plate left, so he went to the staff's table first and shared it among them. For these, the staff thanked again and again.

Yu Yanlin brought it to Yu Xiaoxiao's table again.

Only then did the staff realize that they had been tricked.

It's hard to say they broke the rules now.

The atmosphere at the two tables suddenly became joyful, and they exchanged dishes. Yu Xiaoxiao brought half a plate of lotus root to Tang Qing: "This is for you."

Tang Qing thanked: "Thank you, Teacher Yu." He still remembered that he loves to eat lotus root.

Liang Yao lowered his head and laughed, and said to Xin Ze beside him, "Teacher Tang likes to eat lotus root..."

chi-ou...ugly.

This is a homonym.

Just adding his little thoughts that are so obvious, it makes people very uncomfortable.

Yu Xiaoxiao put down her chopsticks first, and looked straight at him: "It's okay, Mr. Tang looks good, don't be afraid."

What people in their group didn't understand, Yu Xiaoxiao made it clear that she was protecting Tang Qing, and didn't even leave any room for it.

Yu Yanlin also laughed and said, "No wonder Mr. Tang doesn't like to look at me. It turns out that I'm not ugly enough, so I'll eat more."

His words seemed to ease the atmosphere, but in fact they directly slapped Liang Ling in the face.

Tang Qing wasn't stupid either, that Liang Yao's repeated attempts to test him were all because of Yu Yanlin.

This is the culprit.

With a slight smile on his face, he signaled everyone to continue eating. The foot under the table stomped on Yu Yanlin's foot hard enough, and even crushed it a few times.

Yu Yanlin lowered his voice and said, "I am wronged, it has nothing to do with me, I am innocent."

Director Zhong covered his face, and drew another stroke on the small notebook with a pen.

By mid-afternoon, the recording of the first episode was over, and the program team arranged for a car to send everyone off.

Yu Yanlin's assistant, Xiao Tao, came in a car. Yu Yanlin asked him to go with the program team's car, got into the driver's seat, and waved to Tang Qing: "Come on, Teacher Tang, I'll take you home on the way, oh, you want to go home?" Go home, it will be easier for you to go back to City D."

Xiao Tao was a little confused, and glanced at the empty and bright back seat of the car: Brother, our car has quite a lot of space.

Why is there no place for me?

Liang Lu was reminded several times by the assistant before getting into the car, and while sitting in the car, he still stared at Yu Yanlin, his eyes full of small resentment.

The staff of the program group directly greeted Tao Xu to get into the car, so that they didn't give Tang Qing any choice.

Tang Qing: "..."

No way out at all.

The few cars of the program group were gone, and Tang Qing still stood still, pursing his lower lip.

Now that there is no camera, he looked to the side of the road, actually thinking it would be safer to take a taxi.

Yu Yanlin opened the co-pilot's door and looked at him with a smile: "Look at the eyes of the students around you. If you don't get in the car now, the news should be that 'Yu Yanlin stalked and was ruthlessly rejected by Tang Qing'."

Tang Qing got into the car resentfully.

After a while, I realized: You are indeed a stalker!

He was silently holding his backpack, resting his listless head on it, and he was a little confused.

The car parked steadily in Tang Qing's community. There were no passers-by at this time, so it was a good time to say something.

Yu Yanlin smiled slightly, pulled out the car key, and opened the driver's door first: "I'm going down to smoke a cigarette, and when I'm done, we can talk."

Seeing that he was about to get out of the car, Tang Qing quickly said, "Hey, don't be like this..."

Scary.

He doesn't want to talk about it.

Yu Yanlin rested his hand on the car door and poked his head to look at him: "What are you talking about... What do you mean? Do you hold your hand anytime like before, or do I want to talk about this?"

Yu Yanlin leaned against the front of the car and lit a cigarette.

Tang Qing counted in his heart, as long as he lasted a cigarette, he would be a coward for as long as it lasted.

Yes, he knows that it is wrong to avoid, but it is even more wrong if you say right or wrong in your relationship.

In short, before his condition improved, he might not be able to talk to Yu Yanlin.

The driver's door was open, and the wind came in, blowing the pendants inside the car.

Tang Qing reached out and touched the ornament.

He still remembers this thing.

The moment I touched it, my head buzzed again.

It was too late to say that, Tang Qing held his backpack and opened the car door.

The other side of the car door has become another space. Tang Qing lived in it the day before yesterday, and now it feels cozy.

Of course he ran away.

Tang Qing slammed the door shut.

Tang Qing: "..."

Thanks to... Fate?