35. Program effect

Style: Romance Author: Food is lazyWords: 2366Update Time: 24/01/12 07:59:36
Mushroom house.

Seeing Zhang Ying'er's reply, Li Yi didn't know how he should feel.

The conditions here are not good, there is no WiFi, but there is a signal at least. Li Yi naturally knows what happened online in the past two days.

He also knew that for such a high level of popularity to occur in such a short period of time, someone must be behind it.

Last night, Ye Jie called to gloat that it was Wei Yang's other opponents who had exerted their strength.

Li Yi also thinks so.

There is a lot of competition among popular artists, and things like this are common.

Wei Yang got his start by relying on marketing, so it is impossible that he would not have other rivals.

Although it was Zhang Ying'er who started this, Li Yizhen never thought that she was responsible for the subsequent promotion.

That is, Zhang Ying'er asked him for credit. Li Yifu suddenly thought of this possibility in his mind and asked him immediately.

After all, in Li Yi's impression, Zhang Ying'er is a sweet little white flower...

This little white flower actually hides a little bit of black!

"Senior, you don't hate me, do you?"

Perhaps Li Yi's reply was too slow, so Zhang Ying'er sent another message, with a pitiful tone in the text.

"How could that be? You are helping me. Tell me, what reward do you want?"

Li Yi is not a ignorant person.

Moreover, the little white flower with a little dark belly looks like...

"Really? Do you really not blame me? Then can you say in voice, "I, Li Yi, will never blame Zhang Ying'er"?"

What kind of strange request is this?

Li Yi was a little confused, but he still did it.

Looking left and right, he saw that everyone else had entered the room, and then looked at the camera facing him. Li Yi chose to hide under the quilt and say this.

"Hahaha! The reward I want is for you to teach me how to play games!"

"Well, wasn't that a reward just now..."

Li Yi felt that this sentence was a bit narcissistic, so he deleted it and posted: "Okay."

Then he was curious again.

"How much did it cost you?"

"Just a little bit."

After chatting for a few more words, Zhang Yinger took the initiative to say that she wanted to go to bed.

The next day, at seven o'clock in the morning, everyone got ready to cut rice after breakfast.

As the saying goes, if you do it boldly, you will leave early.

There are only two or three acres of land left, so I grit my teeth and finish my get off work today before getting off work. The last recording will be easy.

Wang Huaizhong came out to stop him again, "Please, save some work for next time!"

On the afternoon of the first day of this recording, the harvester easily wiped out the rice in ten acres of land. Wang Huaizhong discussed this issue with them.

After harvesting all the rice today, there will really be no work left for the last recording!

Of course, Wang Huaizhong knew that he couldn't stop it at all, and he also had preliminary ideas for the next recording, just to improve the program effect.

"What will you do next?" Zhang Lei asked sideways.

Lin Dan immediately made a move to go back and rest, "If that's the case, then that's no problem!"

Li Yi raised his hands in agreement, having long disliked this old man.

Several guests were full of surprises.

"Oh, then go ahead!" Wang Huaizhong put his hands in his pockets and turned back as if nothing had happened.

Wang Huaizhong suddenly felt someone holding his hand. He turned around and saw Li Yizheng looking at him with a smile.

"What are you doing? Let me go!"

Wang Huaizhong noticed Li Yi's evil intentions and wanted to break away, but Li Yi's strength was surprisingly strong and his arm actually hurt slightly when he squeezed it.

Li Yi hugged Wang Huaizhong's shoulders and said, "Come on, Director Wang, there is only this little rice left, don't you want to get involved?"

Zhang Lei and Lin Dan didn't want to talk to Wang Huaizhong at first. When they saw this, they smiled evilly and surrounded him.

They have been assimilated by Li Yi.

Against you!

I'm the director!

"Come on, pull them apart!" Wang Huaizhong shouted to the staff for help.

He was very anxious, because these three guys were really capable of pulling him into the car.

However, the staff nearby turned a blind eye and just sat aside to suppress their laughter. No one stepped forward to rescue him.

You just love to work out, right... Li Yi hugged Wang Huaizhong's hand a little harder, and advised with a serious look, "Director Wang, for the sake of the show's effect, think about it, the director has been dragged to work, this How funny is that?”

"You are still young, don't go astray..."

Before Wang Huaizhong finished speaking, Zhang Lei covered his mouth with both hands from behind. He chuckled and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? Get in the car!"

Wang Huaizhong was forcibly carried onto an electric three-wheeler. Lin Dan went to drive, and Li Yi and Zhang Lei escorted him to the left and right.

Several artists were greatly shocked. The show could do this, no wonder it became popular!

When he arrived at the rice field, Wang Huaizhong accepted his fate and took the sleeve and sickle.

In fact, the rice field is not far from the mushroom house, only three to four hundred meters away. If he wants to go back, no one can stop him.

But he didn't leave. He was "scolding" and cutting the rice with a sad and indignant look on his face.

How else can Wang Huaizhong become famous as a variety show director?

He knows exactly what the audience likes to see.

"That's awesome, Director Wang! The rice is cut so fast!"

"How about it's Director Wang? Look at how stable this sickle is!"

"..."

During the work, Li Yi and the others never stopped praising them.

At eleven o'clock, everyone went back to rest, and the guests also took a shower, changed into beautiful clothes, and quickly escaped from the mushroom house.

At noon, the three of them made a special meal for Wang Huaizhong and took him to eat with them.

Wang Huaizhong sat between Li Yi and Zhang Lei, scolding both sides while eating.

He also didn’t forget to complain about Lin Dan, who was always friendly to others.

None of the three people refuted and apologized to him sincerely.

Li Yi even poured him a glass of Bingkuoluo and stood behind him to give him a slap on the shoulder.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Wang Huaizhong was pulled onto the tricycle together.

——I was wrong, I will try again next time.

The situation now is completely different from that in the morning.

Zhang Lei: "Wang Huaizhong, can you hurry up? Chen Yanfei can work faster than you."

Lin Dan: "Director Wang, can you do it? If you can't, just go and take a rest."

Li Yi: "Director Wang, hurry up, can't you carry a bag of millet?"

Wang Huaizhong was almost treated like a cow to be "ordered around", and he had to bear the pressure of their words from time to time.

As the sun set, it was almost seven o'clock in the evening when the four people finally finished loading the bags of rice into the small truck.

Back at the Mushroom House, at Lin Dan's reminder, Li Yi and Zhang Lei followed him to apologize to the staff.

The first two recordings ended at two or three o'clock in the afternoon, so they were able to get everyone to work overtime together.

Zhang Lei waved his hand, "When we leave the city later, I'll treat everyone to dinner."

The staff clapped happily.

Wang Huaizhong, who was slumped on the ground and half-lifted his clothes to enjoy the cold, said fiercely: "Eat, order the more expensive ones for me later, and eat hard!"

Then he looked at Li Yi and said with emotion: "This is also the first time I have been played by a guest like this while recording a program. Brother Yi, you have really opened my eyes."

Everyone burst out laughing, and a happy atmosphere filled the yard.

After the laughter, Wang Huaizhong shouted: "The third recording is over, turn off the phone..."



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