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Sheng Zhixin thought for a while before he remembered what the so-called "Tuan Zong Video" was.

Back then, he and his teammates were invited to participate in a variety show as soon as they debuted in the draft.In addition to the five of them in the variety show, there are two other guests plus Ai Xin who makes up the numbers.

The two unfamiliar guests are middle-aged male stars of the uncle generation, and they are well-known in the industry. When they stood with YOUNG, they were quite flattered, and they greeted their seniors.

The variety show is an indoor entertainment variety show for the general public. The guests first answer some questions freely, and then form a team to play some small games.These small games are quite simple, such as two-person three-legged or other similar projects.The eight people were divided into two groups, and one group was almost ready, but the group where Sheng Zhixin was there hadn't moved for a long time.

The host originally thought it was a problem with the equipment, but when he went to look at it, he saw Sheng Zhixin standing next to one of the guests with a leggings ribbon, his expression was not very good.

"Is there any problem?" the host asked, "If you have any questions, you can communicate with them, and..."

Unexpectedly, Sheng Zhixin threw the script aside, said "Sorry" in a low voice, and hurried off the stage, leaving everyone in place.

That video was recorded by someone at the scene, and it spread in a small area, so there were rumors in the circle that he was "playing big".

"Teacher Xiao Sheng?"

Sheng Zhixin came to his senses, and there was an extra cup of tea in front of him.

He looked up and saw Granny Bai squinting and smiling, as if urging him to drink the tea quickly.

The tea is very pure Pu'er tea, brown to black, which is much better than the fake and shoddy products called "Pu'er tea" outside.Sheng Zhixin quickly thanked her, took the teacup and began to taste it in small sips.

Lin Zijin sat beside him, reluctant to take off his royal blue clothes and the exquisite silver crown on his head, took several photos with his mobile phone, and said that he would post them on Weibo after the show aired , to commemorate the first women's clothing in his life.

Sheng Zhixin teased him: "Didn't you want to wear it before?"

"My mother is so beautiful, what's wrong with wearing women's clothing once in a while?"

Lin Zijin twisted the orchid and pointed at Sheng Zhixin's shoulders, insisting on taking a photo with him.Ai Xin, who had been left hanging for a long time, seemed to hesitate for a moment, and said softly, "Xiao Sheng, let's take a picture too."

Before Sheng Zhixin had time to speak, Lin Zijin said to himself, "What are you doing taking a group photo here? When you two find a photo of a scenic spot tomorrow, I'll take it for you. Isn't it better than now?"

Ai Xin didn't seem to expect him to come out to disrupt the situation, his face sank: "Then you..."

"The two of us are wearing these clothes, it would be a waste if we don't take a picture," Lin Zijin pulled the "devil king" outfit on Sheng Zhixin, "is it right, Lord Demon King?"

Sheng Zhixin nodded with a smile.

In the final check, they sold a total of 1350 yuan of handicrafts, exceeding the task.According to the agreement with the program group, Granny Bai took out a handful of gourd silk and gave it to them.

Although I don't know what to do with Hulusi, it is clear that the program group is very likely to make some big articles on Hulusi.

But looking at the accounting of the total sum, Sheng Zhixin suddenly felt that his exhausted afternoon was worth it. It turns out that getting rich by his own hard work is such a happy thing.

They were just about to go out to wait for the car with the photographer brother, when Granny Bai suddenly stopped him from behind.

With trembling hands, she took out a delicately patterned sachet from the small cabinet behind her and stuffed it into his hand.He took out another one with a different pattern, and pointed to Lin Zijin's back.

Sheng Zhixin suddenly realized, and after receiving it, he suddenly said, "Mother-in-law, can I buy one? We still have a friend..."

Granny Bai's eyes fell on Ai Xin's back, but her face suddenly sank.The originally kind old man shook his head, his attitude was very firm.

Sheng Zhixin was a little dumbfounded, thinking that this mother-in-law was cute and honest: "It's not him, it's another friend."

Granny Bai's complexion turned brighter, and she took out a sachet exactly like Sheng Zhixin's from the small cabinet and handed it to him.Sheng Zhixin scanned the QR code to pay according to his words, but gave an extra 20 yuan.

Lin Zijin couldn't stay idle in the front, so he insisted on going to the tie-dye shop.He didn't wear makeup or women's clothing, and he was recognized in a short while, and a bunch of fans gathered around him asking for autographs.

"Don't disturb other people's business," Sheng Zhixin said, "Let's go."

Lin Zijin finished signing the last little girl, put two fingers on his lips with a smile, and blew a kiss to the fans.

Before leaving, Sheng Zhixin asked the staff for the address of this embroidery shop.

Lin Zijin joked: "What? Want to be a repeat customer?"

Sheng Zhixin shook his head and leaned wearily on the car seat: "I'll see if I can contact the online store or the anchor who brought the goods in the future to make a publicity for my mother-in-law."

This afternoon's performance made him feel a lot. It is not easy to pass on these handicraft skills. If the last few "mountain guards" are discouraged, I am afraid that they will only see these beautiful embroidery in textbooks in the future. .

Lin Zijin stared at him for a long time without saying a word, and suddenly said: "Mr. Xiao Sheng, I want to fan you."

"what?"

"It's hard to see such a kind person like you in the industry," Lin Zijin said, "It's kind of silly to be so kind."

Sheng Zhixin took out his phone and found that Lin Zijin followed him, and praised his Weibo in a high-profile manner.

Just as he was about to lock the screen and take a nap, a red dot suddenly appeared in the private message.

【Wendy the Devil】: At work?

Sheng Zhixin replied to her: "Record a variety show."

"Wendy the Devil" was silent for a while, and then sent another message: "And Lin Zijin?"

"Yeah," Sheng Zhixin felt novel, "You know it so soon?"

Instead of answering, she changed the topic: "Have you had fun?"

"It's very good. I have accumulated a lot of insights and materials, but it's a pity that I can't spoil it."

It took a long time for the other person to reply: "Just have fun, he likes you very much?"

Sheng Zhixin was stunned for a moment, but the other party withdrew his words and never sent another message.

The three of them drove for more than an hour, and it was already evening when they returned to the meeting place.

Wen Gu and Wu Tong arrived before them, and they didn't know what they were talking about.The only difference from when we parted in the morning is that Wen Gu has an extra guitar on his back, and Wu Tong holds a wooden drum in his arms.

Several people were tossed about for a day, and they were obviously relieved when they heard that the program team had no other arrangements, and hurried back to the hotel to rest.

Sheng Zhixin remembered the dispute in the morning when the words "back to the hotel" were mentioned.

He was afraid that Wen Gu would believe Ai Xin's evil, and he really wanted to change rooms, so he tugged on Wen Gu's sleeve: "Teacher Wen."

Wen Gu turned his head slightly, and looked at him with some questioning.

"Mr. Wen, do you... want to change hotels with Ai Xin?"

After hearing his question, Wen Gu frowned: "If you want to change it, you can change it, I don't mind."

"That was not what I meant!"

Seeing Ai Xin frantically flicking towards them, Sheng Zhixin quickly explained: "What I mean is, you can live with me, and there is no need to change at all."

"Really?" It's not hard to see worry in Wen Gu's eyes, "What if he gets angry again? I saw Ai Xin tugging at your collar when he was angry. He is quite scary, and he has a bad temper."

Sheng Zhixin could only sigh along with Wen Gu's unstoppable worries.

I'm afraid Wen Gu is really a little easy to deceive.

"It's okay," he said. "In public, he can't do much at all. It's not a big problem."

Wen Gu seemed finally relieved, and smiled reassuringly: "That's good."

Sheng Zhixin stared at his smile for a moment.

The night light of the pedestrian street happened to pass over Wen Gu's side face, which made his originally sharp facial features suddenly soften a lot, and when those phoenix eyes looked at him intently, they became a little more tender for no reason.

He secretly scolded himself for lack of concentration, and abducted Wen Gu before Ai Xin came to talk to him.

Although Sheng Zhixin didn't like living with Wen Gu very much, if he had to choose between the two, he would definitely not choose Ai Xin.

After returning to the homestay, Sheng Zhixin gave Hao Jingye a handbag he bought from an embroidery shop.

It was the first time for a little girl to work as an assistant, and she didn't know what she should do. She didn't see her artist for a day and was feeling uneasy, but unexpectedly received a gift.

"This is a unique embroidery handicraft in Yunnan, and it should be regarded as a meeting gift."

Hao Jingye liked it very much. She held it in her hand and admired it for a while, then suddenly asked, "Where is Teacher Wen?"

"He went upstairs," Sheng Zhixin said, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, that's..."

Hao Jingye coughed lightly, and confessed to Lin Monai: "Broker Lin told me to keep an eye on you, don't get too close to him, saying that Wen Gu is not a good person, he is scheming, and has vicious thoughts..."

Sheng Zhixin didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I know, I know."

He originally had the same impression of Wen Gu, but after what happened today, Sheng Zhixin was a little confused.

If he hadn't known that Wen Gu and "acting" had never been used together, he would have suspected that Wen Gu's genuine worry and guilt came from acting.

Sheng Zhixin returned to the room full of doubts, and gave the sachet to Wen Gu: "Thank you, Mr. Wen, for bringing me to the variety show. This will be a thank you gift first, and I will make it up later when it is official."

Wen Gu took the sachet by accident, softened his eyebrows, and gently stroked the cloth surface of the sachet: "This one is very good, thank you, I haven't received it for a long time."

For some reason, Sheng Zhixin saw a trace of loneliness in his eyes for no reason: "No way? Mr. Wen, you..."

"The gift I'm talking about is not the kind of thing or luxury that is given for the purpose of getting a relationship through the back door," he sighed, "You have given Ai Xin many such gifts, right? It's very good, I really envy him."

Sheng Zhixin's eyes darkened, and he remembered some not-so-good pasts, and his mood sank a bit: "But he doesn't like it, he thinks it's cheap."

Wen Gu shook his head: "Gifts, it's the thought that counts, it has nothing to do with the price. If someone I like gives me something, I'll be happy with whatever it is. In fact, it's been a long time since I received such a thoughtful gift. Thank you very much." You, Xiao Sheng, I like you very much."