Seven o'clock in the morning.
A group of people from the program crew came to Yujiating.
The assistant director waved a large fan and said, "Director Zheng, this is quite a coincidence. There are seven guests in total, and four of them are staying here. This saves our production team a lot of gas money."
Zheng Yuan is fifty-four this year, half a century old, but he has a casual and free-spirited personality. "If that's the case, then it's really good."
"Let's start filming."
The program crew actually played a prank. They gave the guests a time of 7:30, but they actually arrived at the guests' homes half an hour earlier in order to shoot the most realistic scene.
At a command, several cameramen got out of the van, looking very professional.
As the camera turned on, the barrage of comments also began to float up.
Yijianbieci: [Filming has finally started! Zheng Yuan, I love you. Let me see who the seven guests are this time?]
Green Grassland: [Wow wow wow wow, luckily I woke up early. ]
Longing for the rich woman's embrace: [Old Zheng, please show me who the guests are? (?? ?)]
…
The comments were all about congratulations for the start of filming and curiosity about who the seven guests were.
Zheng Yuan looked at the comments and smiled, "This generation of netizens really loves me."
Assistant Director: He started again...
“Ding Dong—Ding Dong—”
The doorbell of Jiang Qiao's house rang.
Two cameramen were waiting anxiously with their cameras in their hands, because the person they were filming today was no ordinary person.
"Here I come."
As the door opened, the camera captured... Jiang Huamin's confused face.
I love money, money loves me: [Who is this uncle? I haven't seen him before. Can anyone introduce him to me?]
Lonely Wolf: [I don't know him. Are there any amateurs in this variety show? But this uncle is quite handsome.]
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