The Idol Group Pet Became a Final Boss!

The better the director is, the more ugly the assistant director's expression is.

Does this count as a slap in the face in public?

He is not optimistic about suitability, so he will fight him?

…

At the end of the first round, Xiangyi won the first place, a mysterious prop and a small gold medal.

She opened it and looked at it, and put it back in her pocket calmly.

As for Xu Tumi, she won the last place, and she didn't have a hair. Maybe the show will be broadcast in the future and will be scolded by the audience.

The thought of a black fan scolding her for being bald last time, Xu Tumi was so wronged, like an eggplant beaten by frost, the whole person was wilted.

Swiftly.

There was a golden shadow in front of him.

"Send you off." Xiangyi said casually.

She is usually very tolerant of good-looking people.

Moreover, Xu Tumi looked as if he was about to cry. Whether it was due to family education or face control, he couldn't remain indifferent.

Xu Tumi sniffed, her voice was tinged with a little milky voice: "Really give it to me?"

"Yeah." Xiangyi nodded.

The truth is, I walked too quickly today and forgot to bring sugar...

The ancestral sugar sending skills were useless, and she was a bit regretful.

Xu Tuping glanced at the medal, then at the tip of his toes, and then at the medal, repeated several times, vividly and vividly wanting but embarrassed to interpret it vividly.

Xiangyi seemed to see through her and threw the medal directly into her hand.

"I'll draw arrows."

Xu Tumi stared at her back blankly.

The arrows they shot before were all crookedly on the target. With so many arrows, drawing arrows has become a labor of energy, but it seems to be a breeze for the convenience. The plain white slender hand gently pulled the arrow and took the arrow. Unplugged.

Fresh meat with a small flow rate also came to try it, but it didn't pull it out at a time, and it succeeded after exhausting the energy of feeding.

The corners of Xu Tucon's mouth raised, and the medal was properly put into his pocket.

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The recording is over.

The second round of the mission was set as a live-action CS. To change venues, the artists each got on the nanny car and raced against time to rest.

Sister Yan is still trying to brainwash Xu Tuzhen: "Cuixin, it's just that you are uneasy and kind at first sight. I want to rub your enthusiasm! Do you think about the behavior of giving a gold medal to a man? Greasy? She doesn't want to set up an Alpha boss or something, don't be fooled by her!"

Xu Tuxin played with small gold medals, and the show crew's props were exquisitely made, which seemed to be real gold. She absent-mindedly said, "Don't you think I have a good relationship with her?"

Sister Yan:?

"I black powder scolds me bald, her nickname is Rabbit, you see, this is fate-like fate!"

Sister Yan:? ? ?

"Hey, do you know, she really smells good, her hair smells sweet, her clothes smell like it, her body smells like a smell, no, I have to ask what body lotion she uses..." Xu Tuzhen lowered his head Send WeChat to Xiangyi.

Sister Yan: "..."

...Well, she shouldn't have any expectations for this silly! There shouldn't be a single cent! !

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Everyone rushed to the live-action CS venue and took a break.

Fans of Flow Little Fresh Meat and Xu Tuzhen have prepared food carts. One is snacks such as fried chicken chops and curry fish eggs, and the other is lemonade, milk tea and other drinks.

Cheers were heard on the scene.

When you are tired at work, food is the most healing one.

The deputy director ate the fish **** and murmured vaguely: "Tsk tsk, who doesn't even have a support, it's really miserable to be mixed up like this."

The voice has not fallen...