After being reborn as a cat, I kicked the actor

Although he hasn't figured out the situation yet, Wen Song has already adjusted his state quickly, rubbed his eyes, looked around the several variety show guests in the room blankly, and then made a dumbfounding expression.

"Wow, you really didn't give me any preparations! Director, why are you doing this without saying a word!" Wen Song complained half-truthfully.

Chen Bohui took over the conversation: "Hahaha, it's useless for you to find the director, it's the old Fang's idea, let's welcome the newcomers! Surprised or not?"

Wen Song raised his hand to stroke his hair, and straightened it calmly, revealing a smooth forehead and good-looking facial features for a moment, slightly amazed everyone in the room.

Wen Song, who was recorded by the camera, didn't know his current appearance at all. He was very disturbed in his heart, but he was still calmly cooperating with the camera: "It can be said that there is no surprise but no joy."

Wen Song deliberately looked directly at the camera and wiped the corners of his eyes: "Is there any unsightly discharge?"

Fang Ming watched Wen Song's performance from behind the monitor, grinned, eyes full of smiles, very satisfied with Wen Song's performance, and raised his voice: "No, Wen Song, you have to have confidence in your own appearance!"

Wen Song snorted: "Disturbing people's dreams, you guys, give me a space to clean up!"

At this time, Mao Wenle, with his back to the camera, gave the people around him a few glances.

Chen Bohui, who was the first to talk to Wen Song, smirked and took out the water gun from behind: "That's not okay, you look like you haven't woken up yet, let us help you wake up, so that you can have the strength to do the task later !"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mao Wenle and the others all took out the same water gun from behind, pointed at Wen Song who was still sitting cross-legged on the bed, laughed and started the water gun without any explanation.

Wen Song's eyes widened, and he immediately got up from the bed to avoid them. The camera followed them and took pictures. Fang Ming sat behind the monitor and smiled happily, but Wen Song avoided them in a bit of embarrassment.

After a while, the carpet and sheets in the hotel room were all wet, and Wen Song's body was similar, with water on his hair and clothes.

Under the camera, several artists were fighting in a group. Wen Song didn't have a water gun, so he could only use a pillow as a cover and counterattack weapon in a panic.

When meeting Mao Wenle, Wen Song met his eyes, and the latter laughed with a smug face, as if he had relieved the anger of last night.

Wen Song immediately understood that from the filming that started without a word of greeting in the morning, to the water gun at this meeting, it was all Mao Wenle's revenge.

Besides being angry, Wen Song felt it was funny, this is Mao Wenle's revenge, just like a primary school chicken!

Thinking about what happened in the morning, Wen Song didn't relax his vigilance in the face of the siege, and found a loophole, throwing a pillow to block Chen Bohui's line of sight, and rushed up, the camera didn't take a clear picture of how he got from Chen Bohui The person who snatched the water gun from his hand seemed to be in the blink of an eye. Before Chen Bohui could react, he lay on his back on the bed in a daze, with Wen Song's pillow lying across his body, and no one was in the mood to give him a hand. The water gun in the melee hit his face in seconds.

On the other hand, after Wen Song got the weapon, he changed his previous defensive state and launched an attack on them.

Wen Song learned boxing and kicking kung fu for a period of time for filming in his previous life, taekwondo, Sanda and traditional Chinese martial arts. After the cat, he also has some advantages in terms of speed. Starting from the first Chen Bohui, he defeated them one by one, but he didn't do too much, just handed over the 'weapons' in their hands.

In the end, there were only two seniors left. Wen Song and them stood on each side. They were temporarily deadlocked, and no one made a move first.

Zheng Zhouhe looked around between Mao Wenle and Wen Song, and raised his water gun as a sign of surrender very wisely: "I admit defeat! I can't see that Xiao Song is so good at such a young age, almost all of us have been wiped out , My old bones can't stand your toss, stop playing and stop playing!"

Wen Song raised his hand to touch the water droplets on his face, and smiled back: "Mr. Zheng, I am also forced to do nothing. Who told you not to say hello and bring your own cheats! It's too much!"

As Wen Song said, he turned his head to look at the camera that was specially shooting at him, and said, "Everyone is watching, I am the one who was 'beaten' by the group!"

The video camera brother holding the video camera grinned happily after listening to Wen Song's words.

Then Wen Song looked at Mao Wenle, who was standing opposite, and said with a smile: "Mr. Mao, Mr. Zheng has 'disarmed and surrendered'. Look at you..."

Mao Wenle looked at Wen Song, squinted his eyes and thought for a moment before putting down the water gun.

"Let me declare first, it's Lao Zheng who can't beat you, not me!" Mao Wenle said in a joking tone, posing under the camera as if he refused to admit defeat.

The filming stopped here, Fang Ming asked Wen Song to clean up first, change clothes and then leave the hotel to continue filming.

"Is this really your first time filming a variety show?" Fang Ming couldn't help asking when he passed by Wen Song.

This should be the first time in this life. Thinking of this, Song nodded without hesitation: "It's the first filming, but I watched it on TV before. At that time, I didn't think that one day I would become a two-day-one-night Guest, it feels very novel and interesting!"

Fang Ming nodded with a smile, patted Wen Song on the shoulder again, and said, "Continue to maintain your state just now, maybe you will come here often in the future!"

These words were obviously a recognition of Wen Song, a newcomer who had just arrived, and the other artists in the room looked at each other with different expressions.

Fang Ming walked out first with the camera crew and a bunch of machines, only Wen Song and several other artists were left in the room.

Mao Wenle glanced at Wen Song, hummed softly, and stepped out.

Zheng Zhouhe rushed to hear Song nodded, and then walked out.

Sitting on the bed, Chen Bohui looked a little embarrassed, and said to Wen Song, "I'm sorry, it was all for the effect of the show, and we didn't mean to use water guns to irritate you."

After Chen Bohui apologized first, Zhu Di walked up to Wen Song, and after her beautiful face like a sister Yu, she opened her mouth as a carefree northern girl: "Are you all right?"

Wen Song met her concerned gaze, smiled and shook his head and said it was all right, no matter whether Zhu Di really cared or was superficially polite like Chen Bohui, he could only respond generously.

Then Jiang Ran came over to say sorry.

Ruan Qiao finally came over, looked at Wen Song's face and sized it up. When she spoke, Wen Song couldn't help but sigh in her heart. The sweet personality she has maintained since her debut is really stable, even her voice is Sweet and soft, but not artificial.

"Wen Song, your skin is so good! Waking up in the morning without makeup is not inferior to those of us who put on makeup!"

This was the first sentence Ruan Qiao said after staring at Wen Song for a while, which made people laugh.

In order not to sow hatred, Wen Song had no choice but to say: "Maybe it's because I went to bed early yesterday, and I applied a mask before going to bed."

Ruan Qiao immediately asked: "What kind of mask did you apply? The effect is so good, please share it with me!"

Judy looked at this question.

The remaining two boys seemed not interested in this topic, but Wen Song noticed that they stopped where they were going to go, pretending to be waiting for them, but in fact they should also be waiting for his Amway , After all, they all rely on their faces for food, so how can they really not care about ways to make their faces better.

Wen Song had a feeling of being chased away from the shelves, so he searched in his mind, and suddenly remembered the facial mask that An Yu put on while sleeping on the plane, thought carefully about the packaging bag, and said the name of the product .

Ruan Qiao pursed her lips: "I also use this brand, but it doesn't work as well as yours. Is it still divided?"

"Maybe haha..." Wen Songqian laughed and didn't know what to say. He really didn't understand this aspect, whether it was in his previous life or this life. In his previous life, a makeup artist arranged his skin care courses, but they were not very detailed. After all, he was taking the tough guy route at that time.

In this life, he didn't have the money to arrange an exclusive makeup team, and he did have a bit of natural beauty, but how could he tell a little girl that.

The others lost interest when they heard this, greeted Wen Song one after another and went out first.

According to the process, these old players will first film the opening scene outside the hotel, and then Wen Song, who has changed his clothes, will come out and record a formal personal introduction.

After the artists went out, An Yu and Zou Lingling, who were squeezed outside, walked in and closed the door behind their hands.

In order to save time, Wen Song took his clothes and went to the bathroom to change, while An Yu and Zou Lingling waited in the room.

As soon as Wen Song came out, Zou Lingling dragged him to comb his hair for styling. Because of his naturally beautiful face, he didn't need to make up, which saved a lot of time.

"It's not quite right this morning." Wen Song looked at An Yu through the mirror, his voice and expression were a little heavy.

An Yu's face was similar to his, and he said, "You don't need to think about it, you know it's Mao Wenle, and I know what he's up to, but luckily..."

She walked to the table and leaned down, with a little smile on her face: "Fortunately, you have a good face. You look good without makeup in the morning. I saw it behind Fang Ming just now. Mao Wenle may not have it this time." I figured you out, originally I was a little worried that you woke up early and didn't prepare anything, so I went to talk to Fang Ming after I was ready and asked him to retake the shot, but now it seems that you will be a blessing in disguise."

Wen Song understood what she was referring to, pursed his lips and smiled embarrassedly.

"Be up to your face, and you're up to it. It's wonderful to adapt to the situation just now!" An Yu was not stingy with her praise. She is very satisfied with Wen Song now, and she is also very much looking forward to how far Wen Song and her cooperation can go in the future. She had a premonition that she would present a second artist who was as popular as her husband back then.