When I was forced to become a crybaby...

Wen Hao is the newly-promoted top performer, and his popular dramas are still on the air, and Fei Ziming chases them every day without sleep or food.

Liang Yan knew that he liked Wen Hao very much, so he sent him an OK emoji. As soon as the message was sent, he heard a cold snort: "Nympho."

He was driving, Liang Yan didn't want to argue with him, so he put his phone back in his pocket and ignored him.

Wen Lang glanced coldly at the storage box of the co-pilot: "Open that."

Thinking that he was going to take something, Liang Yan did as he said: "What do you want to take?"

Wen Lang still looked forward: "There is a sunglasses inside, take it out."

Liang Yan found the glasses case from inside and opened it, holding the sunglasses in his hand: "Do you want me to put them on for you?"

Wen Lang looked ahead, and said indifferently: "For you."

Although Liang Yan's skin is fair, his skin is pissed off by the sun. He can't get tanned, and he doesn't have the habit of sunshade and wearing sunglasses: "Thank you, no need, I'm not used to wearing them."

A certain person started to get angry: "If you're not used to it, you have to wear it. Otherwise, what if your eyes stick to someone's face when you join the group? You should wear sunglasses to cover it up."

It was only then that Liang Yan realized that Wen Lang went around in such a big circle just to mock him.

He closed the glasses case with a snap, threw it back into the storage box, and imitated someone's tone just now: "Wen Lang, don't be in a hurry to go to class when you return to Beicheng."

"What, what are you doing?"

Liang Yan shook his head, looked at his side face sincerely, and felt a little regretful: "Go to the hospital to make an appointment, you may have mental problems."

At this time, we have already left Beicheng. There are no shops on both sides of the road. There are only rows of tall poplar trees. The shadows of the trees are cast on the road. The light in the car changes from bright to dark. Clearing Wen Lang's face, he could only hear his cold voice: "Maybe I lived with someone and got infected."

Choking back and forth, Liang Yan felt bored and turned his face to the car window.

The three-hour drive was not short, and it was almost noon when we arrived at the destination.

Wen Lang parked the car at the entrance of the homestay that the crew had booked, but didn't get out of the car: "I won't get out of the car if there are people on the platform inside."

Liang Yan took the suitcase and got out of the car: "Slow down on the way back."

Wen Lang raised his eyelids and looked at him for a moment, Bingshan's face finally warmed up: "Yes, I know."

Although he agreed, Wen Lang's speed was not slow at all, and he disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Liang Yan dragged his suitcase and walked towards the door of the hotel...

The recording guests have not yet arrived, but other staff members in the group are already ready.

As soon as Liang Yan arrived at the gate, several staff members ran over to surround him, and one of the girls stretched out her hand to him: "Isn't it Liang Yan? Hello, I'm Cheng Min, the director of the extension. Director Liu asked each guest to take a picture to enter the group." The spare time for the camera, the makeup artist is here!"

Immediately, a man and two women surrounded Liang Yan and helped him arrange his makeup and hair.

Cheng Min flipped through Liang Yan's information on the side, then looked him up and down for a while, thinking: "It's very simple, you just drag the suitcase..."

Just as Cheng Min started talking, a black commercial vehicle drove past with dust and sand, then slammed on the brakes and stopped at the main entrance of the hotel.

Two burly and burly men ran down from the car, one of them stood beside the car with his hands clasped, and the other stood in front of the car with an umbrella open, looking like a big boss coming.

This unpretentious act of pretending to be X made everyone, including Liang Yan, foolish.

Cheng Min came back to his senses, and looked at the timetable in his hand again: "Director Liu said that several resident guests will arrive tonight, so which one came so early?"

As soon as Cheng Min finished speaking, another boy with a backpack ran out of the car, turned around and carefully went to help the people in the car.

A slender leg like a stick protruded from the car door, but the stick was a bit short, and the slender leg struggled to rub a few times before touching the ground.

Under the eyes of a group of people, a thin and thin boy got out of the car. Cheng Min frowned and pondered for a while, then murmured to the assistant beside him: "Who is this person?"

The assistant was also confused: "Let me check."

The staff didn't know him, but Liang Yan had seen this person before, and reminded him: "It should be the host who participated in the recording, Mr. Ye."

Cheng Min was stunned: "Oh, it's Ye Weizhen, right." After finishing speaking, he stared at Shouganer for a while: "He is a bit different from the image in the profile photo, how did the art management team hand over it?"

After confirming that it was the anchor who participated in the recording, he naturally wanted to stay and take the shots of the group. Cheng Min waved to Ye Weizhen: "Mr. Ye Weizhen! Wait a moment." After speaking, he turned to Liang Yan: "Liang Yan! Let's go to your camera first. "

Liang Yan responded, thanked the makeup artist and stylist, and walked swiftly to the place designated by Cheng Min.

Cheng Min sized Liang Yan up for a while, and nodded in satisfaction: "The camera will be a close-up of the footsteps later, the long legs will be photographed, and then the camera will be cut to the side against the light. When Liang Yan arrives at the door, just give him a smile. Come on! Quite..."

"You're the director? What did you call me here for?" Ye Weizhen cut off Cheng Min's words with his arms crossed. Although he was short in height, it didn't affect his high-spirited attitude in the slightest.

Cheng Min was a little dissatisfied when his words were interrupted, and frowned: "The makeup artist came over to fix the makeup and hair. After walking through Liang Yan, it's time for your camera."

Before the makeup artist could move, she was stopped by two strong men beside Ye Weizhen.

Ye Weizhen backed away, with disgust written all over her face: "I brought my own stylist, I don't need them."

The two stylists and make-up artists glanced at each other, and then looked at Cheng Min. Cheng Min frowned even deeper, and snorted for a while: "Okay, use your own make-up artist, right? Come and prepare for the camera, Liang Yan!"

According to Cheng Min's request, Liang Yan dragged his suitcase and walked on the road. A pair of straight and slender legs appeared in the camera lens, and then went up. The outline of the face is clearly recorded.

The expectations in the picture are full, who doesn't want to see what this boy with long legs, thin waist and delicate profile looks like.

Liang Yan walked to the predetermined position and the camera turned to his front.

The boy in the camera has exquisite facial features, the corners of his lips are slightly hooked, and his smile is clean and handsome, with the unique vigor and vitality of a teenager.

"OK! Pass! Liang Yan, your sense of camera is very good!" Chen Min did not forget to praise Liang Yan by the way.

Liang Yan's smile became a little more shy, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and sincerely thanked everyone: "Thank you, everyone, for your hard work."

Cheng Min had a good impression of this polite and gentle boy, and greeted the assistant beside him: "Xiao Lei, you can send Liang Yan in, and hand over to the Art Management Team by the way, the work of joining the team here has been completed."

One second she told Liang Yanshi to still be smiling, and the next second she turned to look at Ye Weizhen, the smile on her face disappeared immediately: "Next one is ready!"

Liang Yan followed his assistant Xiaolei to the first floor of the B&B. With Cheng Min's instructions, the next thing went very smoothly. The people in the program team were very friendly.

He was temporarily arranged in a double guest room in the B&B, just to stay tonight. When the official recording starts tomorrow, the eight guests will live in groups in the arranged villagers' homes.

In the blink of an eye, it was lunch time, and the assistant Yitong who had just sent him to his room knocked on the door and greeted him with a smile: "Mr. Liang, you can go to lunch now."

Although Fei Ziming often called him Teacher Liang, he was not used to hearing others call him that: "Thank you, but you can call me Liang Yan, we are about the same age."

The assistant also smiled back at him: "I'm used to calling you by my name, so I'm afraid you won't be happy. You can call me Xiao Yang or Yang Ke. I'm in charge of the daily life of the anchor during the recording these days."

The two walked and chatted, and happened to meet Ye Weizhen in the corridor.

Yang Ke casually pointed in the direction of the restaurant: "Ms. Ye, the team has prepared lunch."

Ye Weizhen's face stretched three feet long, and he spit fire when he spoke: "What to eat, I've patted one piece dozens of times, I'm exhausted, you send it to my room."

Yang Ke was so calm, he grabbed Liang Yan's elbow and signaled him to continue walking: "Liang Yan, let's go then.

Oh, by the way, Teacher Ye, Director Liu stipulated that no one can eat in the room, which will affect other people. "

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Ye Weizhen to speak again, she pulled Liang Yan away quickly.

Yang Ke rolled his eyes while walking: "This is starting to play big cards, and I don't care about how much I am."

Yang Ke's face changed as soon as he said it. He had just finished complaining about Ye Weizhen, and then turned to Liang Yan enthusiastically: "Liang Yan, the host has not yet arrived, so sit at a table with us and have a lively meal together."

Liang Yan nodded: "Okay, thank you."

Yang Ke brought Liang Yan to the room among his colleagues. The people who were chatting were quiet for a while and became a little cautious.

But they were all young people of the same age, and they were only reserved for a while. During lunch time, everyone became familiar with Liang Yan.

In the evening, except for the colleagues in the set group who were still busy, everyone else in the group was basically free.

Recording a variety show in front of my house, many villagers and children got the news and came to watch something new, and the scene was very lively.

Liang Yan watched the materials and recording process in the room all afternoon, and was pulled out by Yang Ke to let the air go.

The children watching at the door poked their heads curiously, stopped playing with the toys in their hands, and just watched the fun.

Among the make-up artists, there were two girls who were relatively young, looking at the shuttlecock in the child's hand, eager to try it.

One of the girls named Xiaomi poked Yang Ke and raised her eyebrows at the shuttlecock in the child's hand: "Xiao Ke, go discuss it with the children and borrow the shuttlecock for a while."

Yang Ke was pushed to take two steps: "Okay, I'll borrow it, and Xiao Yan will come too, the four of us together."

Liang Yan was bored in the room all afternoon, no matter what, so he nodded in agreement.

Yang Ke walked towards the children, but before he could speak, the children mistakenly thought that they were here to drive them away, so they turned around and ran away.

But he didn't really walk, he ran away a few steps and stopped to look back at him.

Yang Ke waved his hands amusedly, and was about to speak when the children ran away again.

Yang Ke was so frightened that he could only stand still, shrugged helplessly, a little aggrieved: "They ran away when they saw me. Am I too scary?"

Xiaomi and another makeup artist laughed together, Liang Yan smiled and walked to his side: "I'll talk to them."

The children hadn't seen enough of the excitement, so they stood not far away.

Seeing Liang Yan walking towards them, she just looked at him timidly and didn't run away.

Liang Yan walked up to the children, bent down and looked at them at the same level: "Can I discuss something with you?"

Several children looked at each other for a while, and one of the older girls asked, "What's the matter?"

Liang Yan pointed to the shuttlecock in her hand: "Can you lend us a game?"

The girl sent the shuttlecock in her hand forward: "Is this?" Then she looked back at her companions: "Then can we play with you?"

Liang Yan nodded and agreed: "Yes, I will be on the same team as you, and the older brother and two older sisters will be on the same team. How about it?"

The children obviously liked Liang Yan very much, and coaxed them to gather around Liang Yan: "Brother, we are really good at kicking shuttlecock."

Liang Yan rubbed a little girl's hair smoothly: "Okay, let's work hard together and beat them."

The children were full of fighting spirit, and the youngest boy went to pull Liang Yan's hand and handed him the shuttlecock in his hand: "Brother, you come first, and I will count for you."

The game started, and Liang Yan was the first to start as the representative of the children's team.

His little team members were especially enthusiastic, dancing and cheering around him: "37! 38! My brother is amazing!"

Children play and laugh, and the volume will be uncontrollable, which attracts other colleagues in the program group to watch the fun.

Rarely relaxing at work, I didn't notice a car passing by and pulled over.

A tall and straight man got out of the car. Although the weather was hot, he was fully armed, covering his face with a three-piece hat, a mask, and glasses, all of which covered his face tightly without showing anything.

He was also attracted by the lively and cheerful laughter of the children, and subconsciously looked in Liang Yan's direction...

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