Young lady, she is poor and stingy

Chapter 404 Migrant Seedlings (7)

As soon as he finished speaking, He Xiaoran's cell phone rang, "Hello? Is it He Miao's sister? We are honored to inform you that He Miao passed the first round of tests and successfully entered the next round of competition! "

He Xiaoran, When: "..."

No, wasn't it agreed at the beginning?Is it just to make up the numbers in the past and take a round trip?What does it mean to be elated?
Just as he was thinking, He Miao came on stage.

He was wearing a big helmet covered with three layers of plastic bags.

He Xiaoran turned his head to look at when, "This is getting more and more complicated."

When to say: "As long as she is happy."

Neither of the sisters expected that He Miao had lived alone on Caiwei Island for more than a week. They were very pleased that He Miao had a promising future!
In fact, they all pretended not to know that the whole director team was driven crazy by He Miao.

He Miao's clothes are washed in small rolls, and He Miao is the most active every time he eats, without calling, and only eats a specific dish.When she was eating, no one else dared to go in. They had to wait until she had finished eating before they dared to go in to eat.In order to have a place for her supper, the team specially placed a cardboard box in front of Gate 101 for her supper.It was a terrible thing to wake up He Miao, because she couldn't wake up, sometimes when she woke up and saw someone in front of her eyes, she would faint for a second on the spot...

Such things happen everywhere, every time He Miao was frightened to the point of dying and needed first aid, or the director team collectively needed to take Suxiao Jiuxin Pill.In short, both He Miao and the director team suffered losses.

When He Miao came on stage, the instructor talked to her, but she ignored her and said loudly, "The performance has begun!"

Saying "Battah", he walked to the side, took off the big helmet and plastic bag on his head, and poured down his long, white and shiny hair.

This is the first time for the other 59 beautiful girls to see the real face of the strange big helmet.

The weird whiteness made her look too unreal, like a character in a comic or a movie with special effects.

It was right in front of my eyes, but it seemed so unreal.

The moment he took off his helmet, He Miao was on the verge of falling, and was about to faint. Well, a lot of people!

Director Xiao has been tortured for a long time now, and when he saw her posture, he knew that it would be too late, so he hurriedly took the walkie-talkie and said to Xiao Juan, "Let her start performing!"

Xiao Juan hurriedly shouted to He Miao: "It's starting!"

He Miao wobbled to the middle, and she was about to fall down, so she made a boxing salute reflexively, and then the music sounded, and she performed a set of drunken fists on the spot.The movements are smooth and flowing, firm and soft, combined with every beat of the music, and finally a few beautiful carp kicking upright, kite turning over and other super big moves that ordinary people can't do, amazed and applauded for a while constantly.

Amidst the enthusiastic screams and applause, He Miao made a fist-cup ceremony tremblingly.

One second before she passed out, Xiao Juan rushed up, put the big helmet on her head from top to bottom, and when He Miao, who was about to fall to the ground, grabbed the plastic bag on the helmet with both hands, he instantly came back to life .

Xiaojuan ran down skillfully.

The audience: "..."

He Xiaoran in front of the TV clapped his hands: "Teacher Xiao Juan is good, he already knows how to deal with He Miao."

Shi Shi nodded: "Well, the director already has a lot of experience!"

The instructors had no chance to talk to this strange big helmet at all. In short, when they came back to their senses, the big helmet had already been put on the big helmet, and they dragged the plastic bag on the helmet, and walked back to the original seat with a "batter" to symbolize After touching her buttocks against the seat, thinking that no one was watching her, she slid off the seat, squatted on the ground and moved over, pushing her head against the corner of the wall, starting a new round of autism.

The camera followed the big helmet, and paused for three seconds on the trembling back of the big helmet.

When the top corner of the big helmet closed itself, there was a huge, colorful cartoon character next to it: Weak, pitiful and helpless!

In the shock of the instructors, the field control instructor quickly took over the conversation, saying that it was marked on the information sheet, what is the name of the player who just performed Drunken Fist, what experience did he have before, and after a closer look, the field control instructor rubbed his eyes: " The contestant just now has won many championships in domestic martial arts competitions..."

The audience: "..."

Originally, among the sixty people, He Miao was very out of gregarious, withdrawn, and unwilling to communicate with others. He was the least popular among the sixty people. Among them, several young and beautiful girls had long disliked her, but it was only at the beginning. Unfamiliar with the environment, they didn't find a chance to attack, so they just wanted to teach this lonely and out-of-group girl a lesson.

As a result, the Taimei girls have not found the opportunity to find that the weird big helmet is actually a national martial arts champion, but the kind of martial arts champion who has participated in many competitions and won consecutively.

The beautiful girls of Taimei looked at each other furtively, and then silently looked away.

"He Miao is a serious social terror..."

The audience: "..."

God damn severe social fear, what kind of draft is social fear participating in?
When the field control instructor saw it, he immediately said, "Then we won't embarrass He Miao. We invite the contestants in the field to vote for He Miao. If you like her performance just now, please press Like!"

He Xiaoran and He Miao in front of the TV were expressionless. The poor little thing has entered the next round. She must have never expected it, right?
He Miao really didn't expect that after she returned to the dormitory, she would pack up her small package and drive away the old lady who was looking at the lunch box, and she would continue to look at the lunch box.

Xiaojuan: "..."

Tears streaming down her face, she can't be seen as a lunch box anymore, she is now a Jinji contestant.

There was panic among the director team, "The first phase is over, why wasn't that big helmet cast?"

Director Xiao trembled, terrified of being tortured, "Turn her in the dark and cast her out!"

Other directors: "..."

"Director Xiao, let the other students hear that the bad reputation of our show will be released. Many of them are idols with a fan base. If their idols are eliminated by then, they will definitely say that there is something wrong with it!"

Director Xiao shed two lines of lasagna tears, "Why is it so difficult to drive away a social fear who looks at the lunch box?"

"He is now a promotion contestant, not looking at the lunch box!"

"Director! Help! He Miao wants to drive away the old lady looking at the lunch box, and continue to look at the lunch box by herself, saying that it was agreed at the beginning, and I will go back after the performance!" Xiao Juan's tears were flying in the wind, "I I can't stand it anymore! Woohoo..."

Director Xiao: "Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

Soon, He Xiaoran received a call for help from the director's team.

He Xiaoran held the phone, eyes sleepy, "I'll go over now."

Pick up the Maserati car keys and drive over to show your face.

Now that the migrant workers in her family have been promoted, then she has to show off her backing and let people see the background of the migrant workers. My sisters all drive Maseratis, so they are not short of money. Don’t think that the migrant workers have seen the lunch box, she is the lunch box little sister!

Hmph, the little girl who looks at lunch boxes these days is not short of money!
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