Why did I bring forty pounds of bricks to the variety show?

The weather was bad, gloomy and a little rainy.

The teahouse is not far from Longjing Village. It is a large two-story restaurant with boxes on the upper floor.

Considering the safety of the guests, the six people mainly serve the guests on the second floor.

The six people came early, and each changed into a waiter's outfit, and put on a hat and mask.

Men wear taupe Chinese tunic suits, while women wear sky-blue modified cheongsams.

Yue Lianzhou appears in BOH team uniforms all the year round. Others wear team uniforms. He wears team uniforms. Others wear private clothes. He is still wearing team uniforms. It is said that there are ten sets of team uniforms in the closet. .

Director Lin finally became stunned, and called the photographer to shoot Yue Lianzhou hard.

"The boat team puts on more poses!" the photographer yelled.

Yue Lianzhou looked at Jiang Wangye.

"I don't know how, Teacher Jiang teach me?"

Jiang Wangye couldn't hear him, and was coming out of the locker room to button up his buttons.

He has myopia of more than 100 degrees, which doesn't affect his life very much, and generally doesn't bother to wear it.

The buttonholes of the Chinese tunic suit are all small, and Jiang Wangye lowered his head and fumbled to fasten them at a very slow speed.

As he was tying it, a pair of hands suddenly took over his work.

Jiang Wangye looked up.

Yue Lianzhou helped him fasten the last two buttons, looked at it, and untied the top button, looked again, and fastened it again.

It was quiet all around.

Jiang Wangye was very calm: "Thank you boat team."

"You're welcome." Yue Lianzhou smiled, "Can Teacher Jiang teach me how to pose?"

In the end, one of them sat on a reddish-brown chair, the other stood behind the chair, looking at the camera together.

Director Lin felt something was wrong no matter how he looked after the filming.

"We are filming a variety show, not Harper's Bazaar, right?"

At noon, people gradually increased.

Jiang Wangye and Yue Lianzhou are doing okay.

Jiang Wangye had played a similar role before, and he went to training in order to play it well.

Yue Lianzhou dared to talk nonsense purely about anything, but he still had a very trustworthy temperament about him.

"Waiter, why haven't your dishes come yet?"

Yue Lianzhou took the blank list and looked at it seriously.

"Because we all cook freshly, it may take about 10 minutes for the dishes you ordered to be served."

The guest squinted his eyes and looked at him hard: "Um... are you, Yue Lianzhou from the BOH team?"

Yue Lianzhou smiled: "Many people say I look like him."

"Isn't it? You still have cameras here, are you filming a show?"

"Yes, the latest issue of "Approaching Hangzhou", explored a century-old store today, and chose our store."

The guest was skeptical: "Then take off the mask and let me have a look."

"This is not acceptable. We will be fined for taking off our masks."

"How much is the fine? I'm out!"

"Twenty thousand."

"..."

"Guest, your dishes are ready, please take it slowly."

Yue Lianzhou exited the room, the owner of the store at the door and Director Lin were both standing, with two faces that hesitated to speak.

Yue Lianzhou looked at the two of them: "Almost made [-] yuan."

"..."

The teahouse was busy until after three o'clock, but nothing happened.

Xu Shimei was recognized in the middle, and she took off her mask proudly, and many guests came over to take pictures with her.

The customer who recognized Yue Lianzhou just now looked convinced: "Team Zhou, it must be you, right?"

Yue Lianzhou was also quite sure: "It's not me, you made a mistake."

Jiang Wangye passed by, the guest glanced at him, and the voice became louder: "It must be you! I have seen Brother Yezi, it must be you!"

Yue Lianzhou smiled, took off his mask, and quickly put it on again.

"What are you wearing it for??"

"If you don't wear it, you will be fined [-] yuan."

"..."

Okay, confirmed, this ability to tell lies with open eyes is like a fake fleet.

After seeing off the last wave of guests, the owner of the teahouse came out to thank them officially, and Director Lin patted the owner emotionally.

See, ordinary people have more professional ethics than these artists, even if they are stunned by Yue Lian Zhouzhen, they can still smile and thank him for his efforts.

The internal entertainment will end sooner or later.

The owner of the teahouse gave two catties of Longjing to each guest. This episode of the show is over, and then we can shoot scenes of everyone going back to each house and looking for their own mothers. They can be cut into two episodes and broadcast in two weeks. Recorded two weeks later.

Everyone went to the locker room to change clothes, Zhu Youlin had already recognized the reality, changed clothes and left.

Lu Youli was clamoring and asking questions while changing clothes.

"Captain, will you start the live broadcast in the afternoon? Have you made up for the live broadcast this month? If you don't, can you play ranked with me?"

Yue Lianzhou glanced at him after changing his clothes, "Hurry up and change your clothes, go out after changing."

"Oh." Lu Youli put on the team uniform and waved to the captain, "Let's go, captain, I'm done changing."

"You go out first."

Lu Youli turned his gaze to Jiang Wangye.

Jiang Wangye was wrestling with the buttons of his jacket. Lu Youli was willing to help others, and walked over with his hand outstretched: "Mr. Jiang, are you not good at unbuttoning? Shall I help you?"

Before he got close, someone grabbed his hand.

"Get out." Yue Lianzhou said.

Lu Youli was at a loss.

Look at his captain, and look at Jiang Wangye who is also looking at him.

"Oh……"

Lu Youli turned his head three times and walked out of the locker room.

The locker room door was closed.

Yue Lianzhou walked over and locked the door, then turned around.

Jiang Xiaoxing, who was struggling with the buttons just now, put down his hands, and the top two buttons of his jacket were still undone.

He looked at Yue Lianzhou, "It can't be solved."

Yue Lianzhou kept a close eye on him and approached him step by step.

When it was so close that his breathing became entangled, the other party did not retreat a step.

Yue Lianzhou looked at his calm expression, stretched out his hand, half circled Jiang Wangye.

Jiang Wangye thought it was a hug, but the other party just put his hands behind him, roughly pulled his hair, forced him to look up, and then let go.

Jiang Wangye shrank from the pain, but raised his head obediently, obeying his wishes, revealing his thin white neck and fragile Adam's apple.

Yue Lianzhou slid his thumb across his Adam's apple and smiled.

"Teacher Jiang," he breathed in his ears, spoke in a low voice, and slowly unbuttoned Jiang Wangye's last two buttons, "I know you think badly enough of me, but maybe not enough."

Unbuttoning it, Yue Lianzhou pinched his collar and took off his coat.

Jiang Wangye was wearing a white T-shirt underneath. He was sweating a little because he was busy all afternoon. The white T-shirt stuck to his body, outlining his slender waist.

Yue Lianzhou took a look, then moved his gaze to his face.

The two looked at each other, Yue Lianzhou distanced himself, and regained his appearance as a gentleman.

"Don't be fooled by me. This is advice, one last time."

Jiang Wangye looked at him.

After a while, he suddenly lowered his head and smiled.

"Yue Lianzhou, if you were really that bad, you wouldn't talk to me like that."

He looked up, and the smile disappeared.

Jiang Wangye suddenly leaned forward and moved closer to his ear.

The distance between the two shortened instantly, and Yue Lianzhou could smell a faint smell of laundry detergent on his body.

"Zhu team, let me remind you, I rarely use martial arts substitutes in filming. If I am not a star, I may go to martial arts competitions. I can fight ten for someone like Zhu Youlin."

Jiang Wangye distanced himself, looked at him, and tilted his head with a smile.

"I don't like being underestimated. This is advice, for the last time."

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