Improperly being a control group, I became popular on family variety shows

Sang Ning quickly found Hua Dian, poked her fingers on the screen, and sent a message——

[Bold, what is his identity, what is your identity?Dare to use the word invitation! (666)]

Although her brain was still functioning rationally, but somewhat affected by the alcohol, Sang Ning's tone of voice to Li Juezhou was not as polite as usual.

Li Juezhou on the other side of the screen didn't feel offended at all, but an inexplicable joy rose in his heart.

Message back soon——

[It's all thanks to the eldest lady. The eldest lady is your loyal fan, and I specially asked you for a place to experience it. 】

[I invited you on behalf of the eldest lady, if you refuse, she will be sad. 】

Recalling the bad game experience last time, Sang Ning couldn't help frowning.

But it's only been a month, so where can the broken game be upgraded and optimized?

So I refused without even thinking about it——

[Thank you for the invitation, even loyal fans cannot morally kidnap me, if I accept it, I will be the one who is sad. 】

[There is no need to discuss anything, I'm tired, I'll go to bed first. 】

Li Juezhou sent several more messages, but Sang Ning didn't reply him for a long time.

After staring at the chat box for 10 minutes, there was still no movement on the other side, so Li Juezhou turned off the phone out of interest.

Although Sang Ning rejected him, the signal sent out was in his favor.

Sang Ning probably didn't realize that she treated him like a normal friend at least.

**
The next morning.

After having breakfast at the Zhaimin's house, the guests were taken to the field again. The theme of today's recording is picking straw.

The straw of nearly 20 plots needs to be tied up and tied up by six groups of celebrity families, and then brought back to the villagers' homes.

The program team found a local man with experience in tying straw to demonstrate to the guests. The man only used a bamboo pole with ropes on both ends to pick up two heavy bales of straw.

When the uncle left with the bamboo stick, everyone still hadn't recovered from their senses, and kept staring at the uncle's back until he disappeared.

Song Shi also put his fist against his chin, pushed up, and closed his mouth that was so startled.

"No, was this uncle a folk artist just now? I just saw that he tied it like this, and the straw was on the bar. I didn't keep up with it. Why can't I understand?" Song Shi also said Said while making gestures.

【No, I just want to ask, Song Shiye, your own mouth is not controlled by your brain, right? You have to push it with your hands to close it. 】

[Mouth said: I was so shocked that I didn't want to close it, and hand said: You conspicuous bag, you must close it for me! 】

[Song Shiye's reaction was simply my reaction. The two big bales of straw seemed to weigh several tens of catties, and the uncle's movements were so smooth that I felt that baling and picking straw was a very simple matter. 】

"Director Sun, can't you arrange a car to transport straws for us? There are so many spicy straws, and you have to pick them from dawn to dark just by using bamboo sticks!" Sang Chuan shouted from the air, hiding behind the camera Director Sun.

He really felt that it was too hard. Not only was Sang Ning forcing him to study hard every day, but he also had to work in the fields. Ancient scholars were not as tired as him, right?

But this time, before Director Sun had time to defend himself, Sang Ning spoke for him first.

"The terrain doesn't allow it. This is a mountain field. Each field is not big, and it's steep and steep. How do you let the car drive in?" Sang Ning glanced at Sang Chuan and added, "It seems that the geography also needs to be given You’ve been studying for tutoring, haven’t you seen such a large terraced field?”

Sang Chuan made a wink motion towards Sang Ning: "The senior high school entrance examination is over, and the science students said that geography will never have anything to do with me again."

Thinking that Sang Ning could do nothing to him this time, Sang Chuan was so proud that he would go to the sky, twisting his buttocks and sticking out his tongue, walking sideways like a crab.

Sang Ning's fists were hardened, but when she glanced at a corner from the corner of her eye, the corners of her lips suddenly raised a schadenfreude.

With a sound of duang, a bamboo stick hit Sang Chuan directly on the head.

He tilted his body, covered his head reflexively, and took several steps back to the left.

His head was buzzing, and the tears were constantly spinning.

Sang Chuan fell silent in pain, but roaring laughter erupted all around.

[Hahaha, Sang Chuan, don't you be stupid, you didn't see such a big bamboo stick? 】

[The law of conservation of smiles, the smile will never disappear, it will only transfer from Sang Chuan's face to mine. 】

[Save my life, why is Shen Yi dangling around like a monkey holding a bamboo stick? 】

[Sang Chuan's life is also life, don't you really care about it? 】

[My sister doesn't care, who else can I expect to care, Sang Ning clearly saw Shen Yi playing bar, without warning, and gloated to see Sang Chuan hit him. 】

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it." After realizing that the bamboo stick hurt someone, Shen Yi hurriedly turned around and came back to apologize to Sang Chuan.

Sang Chuan covered his head, gritted his teeth and said, "No, you are poisonous, right? What's so fun about a broken bamboo stick?"

"It's been a long time since I played with sticks. As soon as I picked up the bamboo stick, my muscles reacted." As he spoke, Shen Yi picked up the bamboo stick and played a dazzling set of flower sticks in his hand.

Sang Chuan: "..."

[Why do I think that Shen Yi has a bit of a talent for being a funny man? After participating in this variety show, his seal of being a funny man will be lifted soon, right? 】

【No, Shen Yi is still the same Shen Yi. When he first debuted, he got around the world by playing tricks. This is his special skill. 】

[I said don't make too much of your personality in the entertainment industry. It's really disillusioned to be a high-ranking and top-notch juggler. Can you change to other talents? 】

[Playing sticks is so special, these days talent can no longer attract fans, you have to have some martial arts skills. 】

"Okay, everyone, don't stand around stupidly. If you don't do anything about more than 20 fields, do you want to get them in the middle of the night?"

Director Sun held the trumpet and began to urge everyone, and then everyone started to tie up small bundles of straw.

In the corner of the field, Sang Youming sat silently, keeping a sufficient distance from other people, trying to minimize his own presence, and silently tidying up the straw.

"Old Sang, why are you so silent today? You really don't look like you?" Father Shen came over, patted Sang Youming on the shoulder, and then sat beside him.

Sang Youming didn't even look at him, turned around and sat with his back to Father Shen, and continued to arrange the straw.

Father Shen got excited immediately, held his shoulders, and forced the man towards him, and said in displeasure, "Hey, what's the matter with you old bastard? I didn't even get angry when you came to my room yesterday. , you are doing well now, and you are playing your temper on me!"