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If this is broadcast, I don't know how many people will scold Zhuang Weiran.Of course, the program group must be constantly talking about it. Before Zhuang Weiran got in the car, his agent should have ordered it.Still saying that, it really can't help but make people feel that he just wants to rely on this fire.

As long as it can be popular, there will be a steady stream of resources. Of course, if it seems to take this black fire route, it must be to gather popularity first.Then whitewashing and the like, the director thought in his heart.Zhuang Weiran is actually not bad looking, but his height is still a bit short, around 1.7 meters tall, he looks like a child by Jiang Zhixin's side.In addition, he himself is very handsome, and after a little tidying up, he is similar to those top-notch ones.They are all very good-looking, but there are too many good-looking people in the entertainment industry.

Being able to have so much popularity is also a bonus from the previous explosion of the Internet.In the past few years, the Internet has exploded, the number of people surfing the Internet is increasing, and celebrities are also appearing together.Those traffic stars before had gathered a large number of leeks, and now stars want to cut leeks, unless they can attract people who have never followed stars, otherwise they can only compete with their peers for resources and fans.On the contrary, Zhuang Weiran seems to have taken a different path, pretending to be ugly!

Although playing ugly is despised by people, many variety shows, even TV dramas, movies, etc. need such roles.Many actors, due to their positive image, would not take this type of role.But it would be much better for Zhuang Weiran to take this path.In particular, under his foil, many traffic stars are simply immortals, spotless.

This guy opened his mouth and came, not knowing the severity.The face of Jiang Zhixin next to him has darkened a lot, it seems that Zhuang Weiran hasn't noticed anything wrong yet, and continues to talk, as if he can't read other people's faces.

Jiang Zhixin's head was slightly tilted out of the window, and there was really no way to continue talking today.He knew that Zhuang Weiran didn't know the current situation of table tennis, but he was really angry.This year's foreign war was a bit tragic, and it is impossible for people who really understand table tennis to think that Huaguo's table tennis is invincible.There is nothing invincible in this world, what a joke.

But Jiang Zhixin was so angry that his blood pressure went up.His face was dark the whole time, and he didn't speak.He gently closed his lips, his handsome face was very cold.Zhuang Weiran glanced at Jiang Zhixin several times, and he also became embarrassed.I guess I said something wrong just now, and now it's hard to apologize.I'd better apologize to him later when I get off the car.

The car drove to the town, which is a small town.

Zhuang Weiran also looked at the facilities and buildings of the small town curiously. He said to Jiang Zhixin who was looking out the window, "Brother Jiang, this side is different from ours."

Jiang Zhixin turned his head to look at Zhuang Weiran, "Where is your home?"

"Dragon City." Zhuang Weiran scratched his head, "It's far from here."

"It's a bit far away." Jiang Zhixin seemed to be thinking about something, squinting his eyes, "I remember going to Dragon City once before, when I played a game, but it was already two or three years ago, there must be a lot of mistakes in the development there. "

"Yes." Zhuang Weiran is about to say that thanks to the rising level of the country's development, the people's living standards are also rising day by day.However, he still changed his painting style in time, "It seems that the development here is not as good as ours."

The corners of Jiang Zhixin's mouth began to twitch again. He really didn't expect that Zhuang Weiran is addicted to drama?Still so...

After the broadcast, I don't know what kind of controversy it will cause.Jiang Zhixin shook his head, he suddenly felt sorry for Zhuang Weiran, for a part-time job, he shouldn't work so hard.

In the whole car, the atmosphere was a little dignified and awkward.The director didn't know whether Jiang Zhixin was still alive or not angry, she couldn't tell anything from Jiang Zhixin's expression.

"What expectations do you have for recording the show this time?"

Jiang Zhixin thought for a while, and said to the director, "I heard that this program is quite relaxing, so let's treat it as a vacation for myself." His performance this year is indeed relatively bad, whether it is a foreign war or a civil war, compared with previous years , there is still a certain gap.

"I don't know." Zhuang Weiran shook his head and said, "As long as I can get through these few days, I have no other ideas."

"Have you ever thought about making friends?"

"It depends on fate." Jiang Zhixin smiled, "I think the matter of friends still depends on fate."

"Of course it would be great if we can make friends." Zhuang Weiran looked at Jiang Zhixin, "Brother Jiang, are we still friends now?"

Jiang Zhixin turned his head, looked at Zhuang Weiran strangely, and said thoughtfully, "Yes, we are friends."

The camera almost caught Jiang Zhixin's face, and it could be seen that his expression was very subtle.It can be interpreted from many aspects and angles. All in all, after the broadcast, I don’t know how many people will scold Zhuang Weiran for being yin and yang, and then want to catch the enthusiasm of athletes.Jiang Zhixin may not be particularly famous among ordinary people, but as an athlete, he still has a certain mass base.Zhuang Weiran didn't know where the [-]th-line star came from, and he didn't have any mass base at all.

At the beginning of the show, there was a strange ambiguity, which made people very uncomfortable.After it's over, I still want to have a relationship with Jiang Zhixin. The slots are too dense, let alone the audience.The staff at the scene were all complaining about Zhuang Weiran silently in their hearts. If it weren't for the fact that he is an entertainer of the entertainment company under the Cheng Group, they would have already yelled at him.

Everyone felt that this Zhuang Weiran was really abnormal.Even the craziest person is probably much better than Zhuang Weiran.Could this guy be on the show because of taking drugs?Are you speaking human language?

The scenery of the small town is beautiful, and after entering the city, there are not many people coming and going.The filming location of the program group is a villa in the city center, and the whole villa is very large.When the car drove to the villa area, Zhuang Weiran exclaimed, "Wow, the program team is really rich."

Jiang Zhixin tilted his head and was looking out the window. He knew from Zhuang Weiran's exaggerated tone that Zhuang Weiran's expression must be more exaggerated than his tone.

He'd better pretend to look at the scenery outside the window, and stop talking to Zhuang Weiran.Otherwise, maybe this guy would say something astonishing, just like that, the car fell silent again.Zhuang Weiran realized that Jiang Zhixin didn't want to talk now, so he didn't continue talking.At this moment, he knew that Jiang Zhixin probably didn't want to talk.

The car stood behind the luxurious villa, Zhuang Weiran couldn't help but gasp, "Isn't the show crew too rich?" Even in a small town, living in this kind of villa must cost a lot of money.At least, he definitely can't make so much money now.

Really rich, he thought silently in his heart.It took more than two hours from the hotel to the program group, and it may take less than a minute when the actual editing is done.

Jiang Zhixin nodded after getting off the car, and said to Zhuang Weiran beside him, "It's really good."

"I think so too, it's a pretty good day."

"The show was halfway through before, because a regular guest has something to do, so I invite the two of you to come." The director hid from the camera and said, "Do you two feel that you can be a regular guest?"

Jiang Zhixin took the lead and said, "I still have to participate in the training camp. I want to be a regular guest, but I guess I won't be able to."

Zhuang Weiran showed an attitude of giving up to me, and said arrogantly, "Except for me, there is no one suitable to be a regular guest."

The staff next to him were stunned. Everyone knew that this guy was going to be a permanent guest, but if he said that, would it be too arrogant?

It's really black and red to the end, and you don't leave yourself a way out?Have you ever thought about cleaning it up?The upright person is not set up like this.

"What do you think?" The director's voice came faintly into Zhuang Weiran's ears, "Then why do you think you are suitable to be a guest on this show? Have you watched the show before?"

"No, but I just think I can do it." Zhuang Weiran acted so ordinary, but so confident.

"..." Jiang Zhixin was frightened by his operation, and silently moved away from him.

"Now everyone else is traveling, and they need to come back tomorrow." The director continued, "Today, there are only the two of you in the entire villa."

Jiang Zhixin nodded, today and tomorrow, he will stay here for two days.

"Huh?" Zhuang Weiran was stunned for a moment, "I thought there would be some sort of welcome party."

The director began to explain to Zhuang Weiran, "It's not that I don't want to welcome you, but they made an appointment before to travel for a day. No, most of the staff also went out with them."

"Our program requires you to cook your own meals." The director paused, "On the living expenses table, today's life is completely arranged by you. Of course, now you can choose to go to the supermarket, or go back to your room to rest."

Jiang Zhixin hurriedly said, "Even if you want to go to the supermarket, you have to go to the room to put things first, right?"

"You two share a room."

"Okay." Zhuang Weiran suddenly started acting like a monster while pulling the suitcase, and when he reached the stairs, he suddenly yelled.Jiang Zhixin turned his head, looked at Zhuang Weiran and said, "Xiao Zhuang, are you okay?"

"No..." Zhuang Weiran held his fingers, "It hurts a bit, brother Jiang, can you lift it up for me?"

The corner of Jiang Zhixin's mouth twitched slightly, he felt a little headache when he saw Zhuang Weiran's delicate and contrived expression towards him.

"Okay, let me help you." In fact, Zhuang Weiran didn't have much luggage, and Jiang Zhixin lifted it up with ease.But in the eyes of the staff, Zhuang Weiran was acting like a monster and did not run away.

I don't know if it's because Jiang Zhixin is an athlete, so he looks a bit naive. He doesn't like Zhuang Weiran, but he can't save face.

When he came to the dormitory, the camera kept following him. Jiang Zhixin put down his luggage and said with a polite smile, "I want to change, can I?"

Naturally, the cameraman didn't continue to shoot. After closing the door, Jiang Zhixin turned his head to look at Zhuang Weiran who was sitting on the edge of the bed, "No, Xiao Zhuang, you can't do it, can you?"