Venomous tongue top stream is a small stutter [rebirth]

After breakfast, Song Zhi strictly followed Yan Huai's request, and opened the potato chips that he had been thinking about for nearly a week after half an hour.

He sat on the sofa, turned on the TV, and was going to find a little star that he hated for entertainment.

At eight or nine in the morning, most of the TV stations had morning news. Song Zhi searched around but couldn't find a suitable program. When she was feeling depressed, Linda called.

"Yo, you are so active in answering the phone, Young Master Song didn't sleep in." Linda sneered, "I thought your husband would keep you from getting out of bed day and night."

Linda watched the clip of that episode last night and firmly believed that Song Zhi was really shameless.

"My husband and I like to bathe in the early morning sunshine." Song Zhi didn't blush, "I have to get up early."

"Can you be normal?" Linda was furious, "I'm not interested in knowing the details of you and your husband."

"The one who flirts first is cheap."

Linda took a deep breath, "Okay, I'm cheap."

"Tell me something, my husband is still waiting for me."

"Tomorrow at eight o'clock in the morning, the TV station will send a car to pick you up."

Song Zhigang realized that the 100% recording time of Xindong was up, "So fast?"

"It's not what you want. It's better to show your affection on the show and blind others' eyes."

Song Zhiyun lightly took a bite of potato chips, "Occasionally, I have to take into account the feelings of you single dogs."

"Are you finished?" Linda was annoyed, "It's over."

"Wait, don't forget to tell my husband's assistant."

"say what?"

"Tell his boss to get up before eight o'clock tomorrow morning to record the show."

"Song Zhi, are you sick? When the two of you are bathing in the morning sun and the clouds and rain, why don't you just bite his ear and say it's okay?"

Linda said, "I have no time to waste time with you."

Song Zhi looked at the phone call that Linda hung up ruthlessly, and suddenly felt a little regret. She should have shut up and praised her just now, and she would not be reduced to the present situation.

Song Zhi turned over and buried herself between the two pillows. It was really difficult to talk to brother Yan Huai. What if he couldn't say a word well and he didn't want to participate?

Forget it, die early and be reborn early, let's smash it.Song Zhi took out her mobile phone and pressed Yan Huai's number.

This was the first time Song Zhi called Yan Huai except for the last time she was drunk.

He still didn't look through the address book, but directly pressed the number on the dial pad, because he didn't save it.

The unforgettable number does not need to be specially stored at all.

Song Zhi took back the phone before calling.

It's working time now, let's talk about it when I come back at night, just take time to organize the language.

For the next whole day, Song Zhi spent one morning lying in bed pretending to be dead, and one afternoon writing the dialogue.When Yan Huai was about to come back, Song Zhi had already written several pages in a hurry, as if she was about to attend a speech conference.

It just so happened that Yan Huai arrived home early tonight, so they could have dinner together, which is the best time.

After finally getting to the dining table, Song Zhi patronized and ate several bowls, until Yan Huai went upstairs, but he couldn't say anything.

Song Zhi looked at the back of the other party walking to the second floor, annoyed and annoyed.

Communication between people can be too difficult.

After the meal, Song Zhi, who was full of food, ran outside for several laps, came back panting, gritted his teeth and came to Yan Huai's door.

He repeatedly recalled the "speech draft" he had prepared in his mind, and he did not forget to cheer himself up.The content is there, the momentum is there, but I don't have the courage to knock on the door.

Until the door opened from the inside, Yan Huai appeared directly in front of him.The other party was more than half a head taller than him, and the familiar lime shampoo scent wafted from the tips of his hair.

Yan Huai had just finished taking a shower, his lower body was only wrapped in a bath towel, and he had no clothes on.

Song Zhi's face exploded, and she ran away.

It's a pity that he didn't run, Yan Huai grabbed his arm and pulled it back, "What are you shy about?"

This kind of extremely offensive words in Song Zhi's eyes will only make him more embarrassed, "I, I didn't..."

Yan Huai's palms were moist and warm, flowing back to his heart along the veins, a large amount of blood was stored in his heart, and his brain was unable to function due to lack of oxygen.

"Is something wrong?"

Song Zhi desperately recalled the speech he wrote all afternoon, but the reality is, he forgot all of it.

Done!

"Have you packed your things?" Yan Huai let go of his forearm and stopped teasing him.

"?" Song Zhizhi raised her head timidly, and deliberately avoided the other party's bare chest.

"Aren't you going to participate in the show tomorrow?"

Song Zhi's heart was full of horses, and she just wanted to throw the table to pieces.It turned out that he already knew it, so he struggled with it for a day, what was it for?

Song Zhi nodded mechanically, Aunt Dongxilan had already helped pack it up, and the program notice also emphasized that there is no need to bring too much luggage, the official will provide it for the guests.

"Well, rest early, good night."

Song Zhi hadn't recovered her mind yet, she stood there dumbfounded.

"Aren't you going? Are you going to sleep here with me?" Yan Huai opened the bedroom door.

Song Zhi ran from Yan Huai's room on the second floor back to his bed in the bedroom on the third floor. In less than five seconds, he experienced the speed of life and death at the limit of human beings.

He nestled in the corner of the bed with the plush rabbit in his arms, and stretched out the forearm that Yan Huai had held, which still smelled of bath liquid from the other party's body, and even the thin quilt couldn't hide his steaming face.

Song Zhi hugged the rabbit again. He deliberately seduced me with no clothes on, and it has nothing to do with me.

I blush out of professional courtesy.

Why do you have to go to see brother Yan Huai every time he is taking a shower? Will he be misunderstood intentionally, like a voyeur.

Song Zhi turned over, her face pressed against the rabbit, I'm not a peeping tom.

The next morning, Song Zhi carried his luggage and went downstairs, Yan Huai sat on the sofa in the front hall and waited for him.

Seeing him carrying his luggage, Yan Huai came to him along the stairs and took the luggage.

"No, no need." Song Zhi didn't bring much stuff, and it wasn't heavy.

Yan Huai ignored him, and walked downstairs with a suitcase.

Song Zhi stood behind him and looked at his back. The other party was wearing a Burberry khaki long windbreaker today, which made him less serious than before.

Standing in front, there is still a ray of light, which makes people unable to look away.

To Song Zhi, none of this is the point, the point is...

He lowered his head, looked at the exact same windbreaker on his body, and pursed his lips to hold back his smile.

He didn't mean to wear couple outfits with brother Yan Huai.

Ten minutes later, the car stopped at the gate of their villa, and the staff helped put away the luggage, and the two got on the car one after the other.

The program team arranged a seven-seater commercial vehicle, except for Song Zhi and Yan Huai, there were only the driver and an assistant arranged by the program team.

About Song Zhi, the little assistant is too familiar, no one does not know the legend of the famous Song Zhi, but it is the first time for the little assistant to see Song Zhi's husband.

The calmness, rigorousness and handsomeness of a mature man are all written on his face, and the little assistant can't help but sigh, it turns out that handsome men are special, and they like people with bad tempers and poisonous mouths.

The little assistant glanced at Song Zhi secretly again, and she couldn't say that. Although Song Zhi had a poisonous mouth, her face was impeccable. It's only natural to like him.

On the way, the little assistant simply explained the program requirements for the two of them. The program is divided into several sections in the form of a co-ed, and each section has different tasks.

During the recording period of the program, there were four couples with a total of eight people participating. Except for a few sections that had to stay outdoors, they lived together in the large villa area at other times.

The activities of each section will be interspersed with different tasks and links, and the completion of the tasks will determine the basic necessities of the guests.

After the little assistant finished explaining, Song Zhi asked, "How many people share a room?"

"We are all standard double rooms."

"Is it your choice who you live with?"

Song Zhi was dumbfounded by the little assistant's question. The latter looked at Song Zhi and then at Yan Huai, as if he knew some shocking secret, "You...can't share a room?"

Song Zhi broke out in a cold sweat, before realizing the seriousness of the problem.His ears were filled with water, buzzing, and he wished he could escape by jumping out of the window.

This show is really unstoppable.

A few seconds later, Song Zhi felt someone rubbing his hair, and Yan Huai's voice sounded from behind, "He's just kidding with you, of course we live in the same room."

Among the four guests invited by 100% Xindong in this issue, there are two couples of the same sex and two couples of the opposite sex.

Apart from Song Zhi's husband, the couples of the other guest couples, whether they are insiders or not, are also familiar to the audience.

Before the live broadcast officially started, the program group first broadcast the promotional notice of each group of guests.

The other three couples are all model couples or husbands and wives in the entertainment industry, and the promotional videos are all two-person departures.The show spent a lot of time and energy filming and editing. In a one-minute video, individual guests changed seven or eight sets of clothes, plus a dozen different scenes.

Finally, there is the program preview of Song Zhi and his husband. The video is the way he takes selfies with his mobile phone.

In the picture, Song Zhi was wearing plaid pajamas, obviously just woke up lazy, with a bunch of dull hair sticking out of her dark green hair, she was casually looking at the camera, "My manager is a black-hearted woman, and I don't care about any trash shows for money. Let me go."

The video had no beginning or end, and disappeared after only a few seconds. The other party in the program didn't even show his name, let alone his figure.

"Grass, Song Poison Tongue is worthy of you!"

"I'm here to see the idiot Song."

"As a fan, I'm so disappointed to see you like this."

"Fake fans, fuck your mother."

"Song Du Tong only has black fans."

"Don't scold him and kick him out of fan status."

"Little idiot, you can swear, but can you shoot when you don't shit next time?"

Through the video screen, it is clear that the background behind Song Zhi is the bathroom.

Song Zhizhi's venom resounded throughout the entertainment circle, and the TV station naturally knew it well.Even if this video is obviously offensive, the program team is willing to post it directly.For them, Song Zhi is the label of traffic and money, as long as it can bring traffic, anything can be ignored.

"Shit goes perfectly with shit green hair."

"Fart, shit is yellow."

"My poop is green when I catch a cold."

"Are you fucking disgusting?"

There was a slight traffic jam on the way the two of them came, and the other guests had already arrived, sitting around the front hall and waiting.

Yu Chengyuan leaned against his husband Tang Shaocheng, "Song Zhi still has the usual style, always the last one to arrive."

"Fox, I know you are mocking him."

"Tang Shaocheng is handsome! It's a pity that he didn't marry Bailian."

Tang Shaocheng patted Yu Chengyuan and said in relief, "Don't worry, we'll wait."

"Has the idiot Song Zhi arrived yet?"

"I'm going to start scolding my cousin."

Yu Chengyuan was Song Zhi's biggest enemy, and the only person Song Zhi came here to suppress.

Tang Shaocheng, who is the best actor of the three gold medals, is ten years older than Yu Chengyuan. In the entertainment industry, he is a good example of a good man who spoils his wife.

In order to pass the time, some guests proposed to open the promotional video to watch.

This time, in order to create suspense, the promotional video was released a few minutes ago, and several guests did not know the shooting situation of others.

The first group of videos is about the famous singer Ding Yinan and his composer husband Liao Zhen.The two were riding horses on a prairie, Liao Zhen hugged Ding Yinan's waist, and the two embraced tightly, intimately.

"It's so beautiful." Yu Chengyuan's eyes lit up.

"Yeah, it's very beautiful, in Tibet." Ding Yinan said.

"Brother, let's go and see next time, okay?" Yu Chengyuan blinked and looked at her husband Tang Shaocheng.

"As long as you like, the ends of the earth will take you there."

"It's so sweet!"

"I'm so spoiled."

"It's really disgusting, you little bastard."

"Song Zhi black fans scold your master, don't bite like a dog."

At the end of the video, it was Song Zhi's picture.

After a few seconds of video playback, all the guests were speechless. They wanted to complain and laugh out loud. Because of his status in the Discipline Inspection Committee of the entertainment industry, they didn't dare to provoke him, so their smiles were awkward and stiff.

Yu Chengyuan, who was Song Zhi's mortal enemy, had never been afraid of such things. His husband Tang Shaocheng came from an acting family and was also a well-known figure in the entertainment industry. He couldn't be easily defeated by Song Zhi's few words and some black fans.

Yu Chengyuan covered his mouth and laughed, "I didn't expect that the famous Song Zhi still has such a sense of humor."

"He came this time to make everyone laugh again." Yu Chengyuan patted Tang Shaocheng, "Husband, don't you think so?"

The husband flicked the remote control, watched Song Zhi's video again, and finally looked back and nodded.

"However, I really didn't expect him to take pictures in the toilet."

"Always so self-righteous."

"Fuck the vixen."

"Song idiot, we can scold ourselves."

"You can't scold!"

"Speaking of which, why is he always late? He made us wait for a long time last time."

"I really have no sense of time."

"I kicked my nose on my face."

"Bai Lian reminds me, last time you were late"

"There is only one person in his promotional video, so he won't be embarrassed to bring his husband."

"I'm really curious, what kind of person would appreciate his type."

"Since you have a husband, why don't you want to see anyone?"

"Implication: Song Zhi's husband is very ugly, he dare not see people."

"Don't judge people by their cover, what's wrong with being ugly."

"As long as you have money."

"Go away, you don't know what's going on when our family Song is so angry."

"Song Zhi's fans are really disgusting, relying on her husband to be in the top position and have a good face."

"Again, we are black fans!"

While a few people were chatting, the door of the villa was pushed open, and Song Zhi put his empty hands in his windbreaker pockets.

The wind was strong outside, blowing Song Zhi's soft black hair along the road.

"Grass? Where is his shitty green hair?"

"It's kind of scary to be good today."

"So cute and handsome, this isn't him!"

"This Burberry limited edition is very suitable for him." Tang Shaocheng blurted out.

"Yu Chengyuan's face is the same color as Song's shit."

"Awesome, when a daughter-in-law praises other men?"

"He's dressed so handsomely today, is he going to seduce that little cousin?"

"I'm about to turn black fans into fans!"

"Why is it just you?" Yu Chengyuan said.

Tang Shaocheng had just praised the person he hated the most in front of the camera, but Yu Chengyuan was holding back his anger and had nowhere to vent his anger. If it wasn't for the camera, he wished he could directly scold Song Zhi.

"Implication: Husband is too ugly to see people?"

"It's none of your business?"

"He is carrying luggage, let me come in first."

"Poison tongue, are you so calm today?"

"Call him! Don't be afraid to be a beast!"

"I'm afraid that the camera is not you!"

"Wow! Your husband is really here." Yu Chengyuan stopped the other chatting guests, "Everyone is quiet, Song Zhi's husband will be here soon, let's greet him well."

"Implication: Brothers, come and watch the ugly husband of idiot Song!"

"Damn! I had a bad idea."

"He's so flamboyant, hasn't he already seen the ugly face of our little vicious husband?"

"Brothers, resist, he is already such a fool, and he deserves an ugly husband."

"If it doesn't work, we can scold."

"I'm ready to curse!"

"I'll see how ugly he can find."

Hearing footsteps behind him, Song Zhi moved to the side to let the main door open.

A man wearing Song Zhi's trench coat of the same style appeared in everyone's sight with the wind blowing, pushing two suitcases with his left and right hands.

The stern face glanced around casually, and Ben didn't bother to respond to the other guests. Finally, his eyes fell on Song Zhi, and he took half a step forward to hug his waist, "Why don't you go in?"

The author has something to say:

The shameless show started. 【bushi】

What gave me a headache turned out to be Song Zhi’s black fan barrage, it’s too hard to curse TAT