I heard that the whole network is waiting for my debut

Luo Zisheng, Qian Linsen, and Sun Yazhi were all drawn together by strange sounds in the amusement park.Then I saw the little monk Lian Sang dragging the cage and frantically arresting the man in black.

That handsome young man was laughing, and the other two men in black were running around screaming, the scene was so discordant/harmonious!

Sun Yazhi, who had already seen this scene, touched his chin, and said to his little friend, "What do you two think?"

Qian Linsen manually closed his jaw that was about to fall to the ground, cleared his throat, and said, "Not all people in black are indifferent and calm."

No, the two of them here are screaming so badly.

Luo Zisheng smirked: "I just have a question, did the director set up the cage and the man in black to play with us, or set it up for the little monk to play with."

"Isn't that obvious? I guess the director's hair is going to fall out." Sun Yazhi smiled wickedly, "Brothers, what are you doing standing there, go find a gold medal! Finally someone helped us catch the man in black , there are only forty minutes left, hurry up!"

"Yeah, I almost forgot. Jumping over the wall for Buddha, let's go!"

"Let's go!"

The three old bacon held hands and happily went to find the gold medal.As for the little monk who was obsessed with playing eagles and chickens with the man in black...

Brotherly love does not exist, and it is impossible to exist in this life.At most, I would like to light a candle for him in my heart.

When Lian Sang was chasing Little Black No. [-], the broadcast sounded: "All the gold medals have been collected, and Yu Lian Sang only got one gold medal, and his grades are at the bottom."

Lian Sang: "?!!!!"

He turned his head and shouted at the cameraman: "Isn't it time yet?!"

He's done all the calculations, and when he catches Little Black Nine, there should be more than ten minutes left. By then, whether he's looking for it or grabbing it, at least he can get one or two more gold medals to save his life.But now, why is it over?

The cameraman conveyed the director's words truthfully, even with the same gloating tone: "There are only ten gold medals in the arena, once all are found, it means the game is over, even if it hasn't been two hours."

Lian Sang: "..."

With a sad face, the child said to the videographer in aggrieved way: "You and the elder brothers didn't remind me... Did you hear the sound of my heart breaking? Just wipe it."

The cameraman suppressed a smile and shook his head honestly.Little Black Nine suggested beside him: "Why don't you dig out your heart and let me see if it's broken?"

The little monk directly picked up the cage and locked him in.

When he came to the meeting point with a sad face, he saw that there were already four tables set up there.Three of the tables had rice, tea, and a pot of Buddha jumping over the wall, and the other table had a bowl of boiled water and a bowl of steamed buns.The contrast is so stark and tragic that it cannot be summed up in one word.

The little monk walked towards the Buddha jumping over the wall at one of the tables as if nothing had happened.Before he could smell it, someone grabbed the back collar of his clothes.The child turned his head blankly, and saw Qian Linsen smiling at him with a sly smile: "Hey, I don't have any part for you, let's go."

Luo Zisheng also pointed to the bowl of steamed buns viciously: "That's where you are, go, little monk."

Lian Sang: "..." The resentment is going to skyrocket.

In the end, the child was gnawing steamed buns with boiled water, while staring at the other big brothers eating and drinking.

"Tsk, this abalone is so fresh and tender!"

"No, the director has also spent a lot of money. This pot is much richer than what I have eaten elsewhere!"

"Oh my god, this thing is so comfortable to eat!"

…………

Lian Sang stared at the elder brothers with a murderous look.From the heels of the whole person to the strands of hair, there is no black air everywhere.

After eating the steamed buns, I didn't feel full.The child who always put some snacks in his trouser pocket or backpack habitually reached into his trouser pocket, touched it, and took out a brocade bag.While staring at the big brothers eating meat and drinking soup, he opened the bag without looking at it, and took out the contents.

The child quickly opened the outer packaging with both hands, put the bitter-smelling thing into his mouth and began to gnaw it hard.

The director who saw this scene inadvertently jumped up immediately, picked up the horn and shouted: "Little monk, what are you eating?!"

Lian Sang was taken aback and wanted to say that he was eating snacks.But after thinking about it, he was wrong. He was searched before participating in the show, and he didn't have any snacks on him.

The child then froze his face and lowered his head to see—there was a piece of chocolate in the shape of a round cake in his hand.He gnawed a gap on the top of the chocolate, while the bottom was half-wrapped in golden candy paper.

Look at the empty brocade bag again, it is golden yellow, exactly the same as the bag containing the gold medal that he snatched from Luo Zisheng earlier.

Lian Sang: "..."

Obviously, he ate the "gold medal" prepared by the stingy program group.

Luo Zisheng and the others laughed so hard that they couldn't speak.

Lian Sang smacked his mouth and stuffed the rest of the chocolate into his mouth.Eat it all, just eat it all.Well, the taste is not as good as the one given to him by Brother Da Song.

He lifted up the packaged gold paper and gave advice to the frustrated director: "Director, why don't you ask someone to find a round stone and wrap it with this paper? It's not a real gold medal anyway, so just pretend it, how about it?" ?”

The director and the prop master's hair were about to stand on end.

Luo Zisheng and the other three had already started laughing wildly while patting the table.

…………

The matter ended with the props team arranging people to go find replacements again.

Luo Zisheng didn't know whether it was because the child tricked the director, and he vented his anger indirectly or suddenly he had a conscience again.The three of them discussed it, and thought about skipping the program group and feeding the child some delicious food, otherwise the child's gaze would make people panic.

Seeing this, the director also closed his eyes and let them go.For one thing, in the eyes of these old men, the young man is still a child.What's more, the child is still growing, so we should not underestimate the child's food.Secondly... He always felt that if he didn't give the child any more food, the child would have to play with the remaining nine gold medals.It's not a festive season, and gold medal-packaged chocolates are not easy to buy!

Thinking of this, the director also decisively put away the gold medals from other people, so as not to eat them all later.This thing is still useful!

So Lian Sang finally got half a bowl of delicious food, which comforted his wounded little heart very well.The child smiled sweetly at the elder brothers and thanked them sincerely.That obedient behavior made the big brothers feel good for a while, and filled the bowl for him directly.

After a meal, considering the hot weather and the age of several guests, the program team humanely asked them to go back to the hotel to rest for two hours, and then continue recording in the afternoon.

Lian Sang returned to the room, took his mobile phone from his assistant Chen Qi and checked, there were two missed calls.The mobile phones they use to record programs are temporarily provided by the program group, and their personal mobile phones are managed by assistants or other staff.

Chen Qi said: "It's all from Mr. Song Xingcheng, just concerned about your status, and said it's okay."

Lian Sang nodded and called back.Seeing this, Chen Qi quietly left the room to give the child his own space.

The phone was connected quickly, and Song Xingcheng's slightly tired voice came: "Hello, Lian Sang."

The child was amused: "Brother Song, how do you know it's me?"

"Except for you, who would take the initiative to call me back with your mobile phone." Song Xingcheng smiled lightly and said, "I heard that you are recording a program, is it fun?"

"It's fun, it's fun. I also played a game of eagle catching chicks with the man in black arranged by the program group. That's... just this lunch. I didn't complete the task well, so I can only eat steamed buns and plain water."

The child's voice was full of grievances, and Song Xingcheng frowned in distress, and said, "Steamed buns are served for nothing? What kind of show is this? It's too shameful. You are still growing, how can you..."

Song Xingcheng's common enemy was very beneficial to Lian Sang, and the child immediately couldn't hold back the chatterbox: "Right, I also think they are too shameful, they are simply abusing guests! Fortunately, Brother Luo and the others are good people, and I shared a bowl of Buddha jumping over the wall Ah... Originally, I could eat a whole pot, but I had so much fun catching the man in black that I accidentally..."

"By the way, let me tell you, Brother Song, this show is very picky. The gold medal is made of chocolate, and the chocolate is not as delicious as you gave me..."

The child rambled on and on, until his mouth became dry at the end, so he gave up for a while.

The more Song Xingcheng listened to it, the more he felt distressed, and the more he listened, the more worried he became.This is not recording a variety show, this is obviously going to suffer!

He even wondered if Manager Cheng in Sharman's studio was really interested in children!How can there be such a tossing show, it's just playing him!

Song Xingcheng thought about his next itinerary, and found that there was nothing he couldn't move.He simply said: "Are you coming back after recording today?"

"I should be back tomorrow. This show will take two days to record." Lian Sang sighed, "I packed a bag full of chocolates when I came here, but I was not allowed to take them out to eat at all. I'm so worried."

Song Xingcheng comforted him a few words, and suddenly said: "Well, I happen to be setting up a branch over there, so I'll go over there tonight, how about treating you to jump over the wall?"

Lian Sang's eyes lit up for a moment, but then dimmed again.He said: "It's better not to, I'm afraid the program team will have arrangements at night, and I won't be able to meet you."

"It doesn't matter," Song Xingcheng said in a low voice, "if the mountain doesn't come, I'll go to the mountain. Just wait, I'll make you jump over the wall."

"Okay, then I'll wait for you." Lian Sang Le responded, he didn't know why he believed that Song Xingcheng could do it, maybe it was because the image of this mature big brother was so deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

After thinking for a while, he said again: "Brother Song, I still want to eat potato chips, small cakes, and pearl milk tea. Can you quietly deliver one to me?"

Song Xingcheng didn't even think about it: "Yes."

"There are also popsicles, mango-flavored." The child is typically aggressive.

Song Xingcheng should be straightforward: "No problem."

Lian Sang immediately smiled like a foolish son of a landlord, and said cheerfully, "Brother Song, are we talking about giving and receiving privately? No, it seems more like stealing/love..."

Song Xingcheng: "..." Just me having sex together?

The author has something to say: Brother Song, died

Director: I feel like my hairline is receding