When I was forced to become a crybaby...

Wen Hao's voice was not high, but with a special attraction, he immediately attracted the attention of the other three anchors.

No matter how popular the anchor is on the platform, it is limited to one platform, and Wen Hao has a super high popularity on the whole network, and the traffic code of walking.

Ye Weizhen rolled her eyes twice: "Actually, just give up my room to Liang Yan. I brought my assistant to help. It's more convenient to move to Teacher Wen's room."

Just now, Liu Hong saw all the virtues of Ye Weizhen, but he didn't dare to put him next to Wen Hao, for fear that he would be a monster: "Just Liang Yan, Yang Ke will help unload the luggage!"

Compared to the noisy and crowded downstairs, the environment on Wen Hao's floor is more than a little bit better. He lives in a suite with two bedrooms.

Wen Hao did not go back to the room with them, but continued to chat with the main creators in the group, and waited for the other three permanent guests by the way.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Liang Yan finished washing early and went to bed to rest. According to the schedule, the assembly time tomorrow is relatively early.

Sure enough, Liang Yan was woken up by the staff at five o'clock. After doing her makeup and hair styling, she waited in the lobby to gather with other people.

Several recording guests came to the scene one after another. In addition to the few people who had met yesterday, there were three new faces.

Wen Hao and two of them chatted while walking, Yang Ke whispered beside Liang Yan: "Xiang Heng and Chu Hanwen are walking with Teacher Wen."

Xiang Heng is a singer, and Liang Yan often sees him on entertainment news and variety shows.

But Chu Hanwen is relatively unfamiliar. He is a model and has been developing abroad. He doesn't often return to China. This is his first variety show.

Walking behind the three of them were Taozi and Hu Yang, who were surrounding another actor, Zhao Yichen.

Like Wen Hao, he is an actor, but compared with Wen Hao, he is different. In the eyes of the audience, one is a traffic star and the other is a powerful actor.

Tao Zi and Hu Yang are Zhao Yichen's fans, their eyes lit up with excitement.

Zhao Yichen put his hands in his pockets, maintaining a polite and distant attitude.

Ye Weizhen walked last, with a cold face, as if someone owed him money and didn't pay it back.

The guests have arrived and the photoshoot is ready.

This kind of battle has become accustomed to several resident guests who have been on the crew all the year round, and each of them behaved naturally in front of the camera.

But as far as the anchor is concerned, a few people are more or less nervous.

According to the predetermined position, eight people stood in a row, and the director announced today's task.

They need to be divided into two groups to experience rural life in farmers' households, and they have to cooperate to complete the tasks successively released by the director team.

Of course, the groups are not divided randomly. Wen Hao and Zhao Yichen, as the leaders of the two groups, should be divided into groups according to the completion of the first round of tasks.

After the director explained the general process, he did not forget to ask: "The recording highlights will be edited into small videos, which will be broadcast in real time on Cherry Live and other platforms for pre-program promotion. Teachers, pay attention to your words and deeds, and be civilized and positive, and there must be no 'harmony' Words!"

The eight people followed behind the mighty film crew and went straight to the location of the first mission.

The B&B is at the entrance of the village, and it takes only ten minutes to reach the first destination of today.

When a pond appeared in front of them, all the guests were stunned one by one.

It is not appropriate to say that it is a pond, but the mud pond is more accurate. A large part of the water inside was pumped out yesterday, leaving only a shallow layer, and the raised mud in the pond can be seen clearly.

At this time, it was already bright, and the slanting sun cast a bright light path in the fish pond.

Liang Yan stared at the bright place, suddenly!A circle of ripples appeared on the shallow water surface, and a slender thing swam quickly through the water.

Not only he saw it, but other people saw it too. Tao Zi pointed at the water, her voice trembling: "I saw something in the water, it seems to be a snake!"

! ! ! ! !

Her voice was more effective than a password. Everyone took a big step back in unison, turned their heads to the left, and glared at director Liu Hong in unison.

Liu Hong laughed dryly, and put the loudspeaker in his hand in front of him: "Everyone, don't be afraid, it's not a snake. This is a fish pond where the villagers raise eels. Today, the fish is harvested. The owner of the pond asks you to help."

Liang Yanchui's knuckles curled up beside him, and he silently clenched into a fist. Although that thing wasn't a snake, it was no different from a snake!

A person suddenly flashed in his mind, Wen Lang!

It's good that he's here!

Ever since he was a child, he had never seen anything that Wen Lang was afraid of, not to mention pet poultry, mice and cockroaches seemed to be even more afraid of him.

For the caterpillars that grew in the flower beds in the community, when he was four years old, he found the largest one and put it in the palm of his hand, rubbed it to get rid of all the hairs, and showed it to Liang Yan after rubbing.

Poor three-year-old Liang Xiaoyan was so frightened that she cried. After returning home, she had a fever and fell ill for several days.

Wen Lang didn't live well in those few days. Although he was not sick, his ass was pumped by Wen Guangchen.

However, little Wen Lang still has a conscience. Every day, with his butt up and his waist up, holding some snacks and candies, he still doesn't forget to go to Liang Yan to see if he is recovering from his illness.

Liang Yan was thinking about the immoral things Wen Lang did when he was a child, when suddenly someone patted his shoulder, it was Wen Hao who was standing next to him: "You don't look very good? Afraid of eels?"

Liang Yan pulled the corner of his mouth and looked towards the pond: "I'm not afraid, it's just that I haven't caught an eel before, so I'm a little uncertain."

Wen Hao stretched his brows and eyes, and seemed to be in a good mood. He rolled up his cuffs carelessly, leaned closer to Liang Yan, and reminded in a low voice, "It doesn't matter if you don't get caught, you can come to my team."

What he said surprised Liang Yan. Wen Hao's personality was very easy-going and he was a nice person. Liang Yan frowned and smiled: "Thank you, Teacher Wen, I will try my best to complete the task."

Wen Hao's eyes stopped on his face, he lost his mind for a moment, and then smiled.

Just after saying a few words, the prop group brought up two big bags of props, and Liu Hong raised his megaphone to his mouth again: "In order to increase the fun, we set up a lottery link!"

The staff of the props group raised the lottery in their hands as a signal.

"What kind of protective equipment everyone in the fish pond can get later depends on your own luck. The two leaders come out!"

Liu Hong pointed to the box in front of them: "The team leader can get the protective equipment without drawing lots, but he has to be responsible for collecting the fish! The fish caught by others can choose to be handed over to any of you. After the task is over, whoever gets the fish in the box Whoever has more can choose the place to live first.

friendly reminder!The conditions of the two accommodations arranged by the group are very different. You should show your personal charm and collect as many fish as possible!come on! Come on! "

Liu Hong suddenly acted cute and managed to get a supercilious look from Wen Hao.

Zhao Yichen had a calm personality and nodded expressionlessly.

The two of them put on the protective gear and went into the water first, while the others did not have this treatment, and began to draw lots...

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