Chapter 409 Is there something wrong with this Lin Zhe?

Meng Zhiyi's actions not only stunned the audience in the live broadcast room, but also the guests and staff on the scene, who looked at her in surprise.

Meng Tinglan curled the corners of his mouth with pride, and circled around the small suspended platform she had made several times like a child showing off his toys.

"hey-hey……"

“Hehehe…”

“Hehehehe…”

Meng Tinglan's microphone kept ringing with his laughter, which made everyone in the live studio and the staff feel weird.

"Little sister, little sister, is it really safe to put our tent up there at night?" Meng Tinglan jumped to Meng Zhiyi's side and asked happily.

"Well, you can roll around on it without any problem." Meng Zhiyi was squatting on the side, sharpening a wooden stick with a dagger. One end of the stick was sharpened, and he was going to use it to stabilize the suspended platform.

After saying that, Meng Zhiyi looked up at the sky and said suddenly, "It might rain tonight."

"Really?" Meng Tinglan also raised his head and looked at the blue sky through the tall trees.

At this moment, Lin Zhe, who had come over, also asked curiously: "How did my sister know it would rain in such a bright sun?"

Hearing the word "sister" coming out of Lin Zhe's mouth, Meng Zhiyi frowned and a trace of disgust appeared on her face.

She lowered her head and continued with what she was doing. She said in a cold tone, "Don't call me sister."

"..." Lin Zhe was embarrassed by Meng Zhiyi for the second time, and the smile on his face could no longer be maintained.

Meng Tinglan on the side looked at Lin Zhe thoughtfully.

Among the four brothers, he is the one who knows Meng Zhiyi best.

Normally, as long as the other party does not show any ill intentions, I will not take the initiative to show my dislike.

But this is the second time.

Meng Zhiyi's dislike for Lin Zhe was shown without any concealment from the very beginning.

This made Meng Tinglan very curious as to why Lin Zhe had earned his younger sister's dislike.

The audience in the live broadcast room were also confused, but most of them criticized her arrogant attitude.

[No, it's so funny, what on earth is Meng Zhiyi showing off? ]

[My brother has already taken the initiative twice, who is she showing this disdain to?]

【What is there for an outsider to pretend to be? 】

[I am speechless. I thought she was pretty and a good girl before.]

[Oh, this is nothing. If you are interested, you can go to the confession wall of A University or look it up on the campus network. This sister has a lot of glorious history. ]

[Hmm? What's its glorious history? I'm a little curious.]

All of a sudden, a large number of viewers turned to the A University campus network to read Meng Zhiyi's glorious history.

At the recording site, Lin Zhe was also wondering how he had offended Meng Zhiyi.

So he asked shamelessly: "Sister... Miss Meng, did I offend you in some way?"

Hearing this, Meng Zhiyi stopped what he was doing and was about to speak back when he caught a glimpse of the microphone clipped to his collar.

Her eyes flickered slightly, and she raised her head and smiled at Lin Zhe: "That's not what I meant. I just don't like being treated like a child all the time."

Lin Zhe was dazzled by her bright smile. He was stunned for a few seconds before coming back to his senses: "So that's how it is. Then I'll call you Yiyi?"

"……" Hearing these two words, Meng Zhiyi's smile suddenly froze and almost failed.

He said in a stern tone: "Then you should just call me sister."

As she spoke, she grabbed the sharpened sticks and walked towards the built platform.

Lin Zhe did not continue to dwell on the topic of what it was called, but instead picked up the remaining stick on the ground and followed.

"Let me help you."

Meng Zhiyi glanced lazily and said nothing.

Anyway, there are free workers here, so why not use them?

Meng Tinglan didn't want to compete with Lin Zhe for work, but wanted to see what this man wanted to do.

In addition to Meng Zhiyi, other guests were also setting up their tents in an orderly manner.

One of the female guests looked over here from time to time, and when she saw Lin Zhe always surrounding Meng Zhiyi, a hint of displeasure appeared in her eyes.

But it was just a flash, unnoticed.

After a while, Meng Zhiyi stabilized the platform and then asked Meng Tinglan to put up the tent on the platform.

The suspended platform was about one meter above the ground. Meng Tinglan grunted as he set up the tent for the two of them.

Meng Tinglan looked at the place where they were going to live next, with a look of satisfaction on his face.

I was once again glad that I decided to bring Meng Zhiyi to participate in the variety show.

When he jumped down from the platform, he saw Lin Zhe staring at Meng Zhiyi who was squatting on the ground sharpening a stick.

No one knew what he was thinking of. Meng Tinglan stepped forward and stood behind Meng Zhiyi, blocking his gaze. Then he said indifferently, "Lin Zhe, you should also set up your tent quickly. It's getting late."

Lin Zhe calmly withdrew his gaze and smiled gently at him: "Okay, thank you for the reminder, Teacher Meng."

After everyone left, Meng Tinglan couldn't help it anymore.

He approached Meng Zhiyi, covered his microphone, and asked in a low voice in her ear: "Little sister, is there something wrong with this Lin Zhe? Why do I feel like he has been approaching you intentionally or unintentionally since the beginning?"

Meng Zhiyi was too lazy to even raise her eyes, not caring about the microphone clipped to her collar, and said quietly, "You just discovered it?"

Meng Tinglan: "Ah? So he really has a problem?"

Meng Zhiyi smiled nonchalantly: "Just wait and see."

At this time, those who had gone to watch Meng Zhiyi's black history also came back, and then started to curse in the live broadcast room.

The director looked at the rapidly scrolling bullet screen and his expression suddenly became serious.

Then, he used the intercom to contact the cameraman who was filming the scene and asked him to call Meng Tinglan aside.

"What's wrong?" Meng Tinglan, who was called away, looked at the photographer and asked puzzledly.

The cameraman handed him his intercom, and he heard the director's voice coming from the other side: "Xiao Meng, right now the live broadcast room is full of comments directed at your sister, take a look and see if it will have any impact."

The director was worried that his show would be in trouble because of Meng Zhiyi, but more importantly, he was worried that the audience's comments would make Mr. Shen unhappy.

Meng Tinglan frowned after hearing this: "What are you talking about? Are you scolding my little sister?"

Director: "You will know if you watch the live studio."

Afterwards, Meng Tinglan used the cameraman's phone to check the live broadcast room.

Good guy, the whole screen is full of people cursing Meng Zhiyi.

His brows were furrowed and his expression became serious.

After reading those comments carefully for a while, I found that they were all the ridiculous things Meng Zhiyi had done in the past.

Others may not know, but Meng Tinglan knows that the 'Meng Zhiyi' that they once hated is another soul.

And I have long forgotten those bad things.

Now seeing that it had been dug up again and used as a handle to criticize Meng Zhiyi, I suddenly felt like something was blocking my chest.