Chapter 17 The Fallen Child Star 17

In fact, Xu Ji's thoughts are also the thoughts of the vast majority of netizens.

"Dear Family" announced the four guest candidates on Weibo one by one.

When the official announcement of Yao Rong and Xu Weiheng's group, the program group described it as "a paradise hidden in a small town."

Until this moment, netizens knew that Yao Rong and Xu Weiheng were participating in the variety show.

Many people just wanted to see the excitement.

[Xu Weiheng and Xu Yiyuan! Good guys, are these two groups going to compete on the stage! ]

[Fight, fight, fight! ]

[Oh my God, the program group is too good at making trouble, my expectations are instantly full]

But many people also mocked or worried.

[Haha, it is a recognized fact that Xu Weiheng has no talent for variety shows. Not only is he not sociable, he can't let go in front of the camera. It's a disaster scene when he participates in variety shows. I don't know who gave him the courage to be on the same stage with my brother】

【Tsk tsk tsk, someone has found out that Xu Weiheng's mother is just a guesthouse owner. What's the Peach Blossom Spring? An old and ugly country girl has the nerve to flatter herself】

【Emmmm, although I sympathize with Xu Weiheng's experience, as an audience who has watched him perform live in variety shows, I must say that he did make a bad move】

【It's annoying to see the fans of the illegitimate child jumping around like this】

【Who are you calling a illegitimate child? Are you crazy? 】

【What's wrong? Facts are facts. Don't you let people talk about them? Just now, a paparazzi released Xu Yiyuan's birth record. The name written in the column for his biological father is Xu Ji. Are you dissatisfied?

Xu Yiyuan's fans and passers-by started to curse from the official Weibo and went all the way to the paparazzi's Weibo that released the birth record.

In response, the program team released the live broadcast room links of Xu Weiheng and Xu Yiyuan at the same time, and invited netizens to enter the live broadcast room on time at 6:00 tomorrow morning to see what was going on.

***

Xu Weiheng poured a glass of water for each member of the program team and stood in the corner to watch them set up the live broadcast equipment.

After watching for a while, he turned back to the room.

As soon as he lay down on the bed, he saw the Weibo posted by the program team and the comments below. As for the increasingly fierce verbal battle, he just glanced at it and withdrew his thoughts.

Indeed, he didn't have the talent for variety shows before.

When acting, he can try to let go of himself.

Because he knows that the person in the play is not himself, he is playing another person's life.

But when recording a variety show, he will be out of the role and become very unnatural.

Xu Weiheng suddenly thought of a good idea, turned over from the bed, opened the door, and carefully leaned out half of his body.

After installing the live broadcast equipment in the yard, the program crew went to rest. At this time, the yard was empty, and only Ping An was rolling around the camera stand.

According to his experience, the camera must not be turned on now, no matter what he does, the camera will definitely not shoot it.

Thinking of this, Xu Weiheng made up his mind and walked in front of the camera.

The dark lens was aimed at his face.

Xu Weiheng had a serious expression, his eyes narrowed, as if he was confronting a powerful enemy.

After a long while, he curled the corners of his lips.

"It seems a little stiff." Xu Weiheng shook his head and tried to adjust his smile again.

But after trying twice, he felt that his smile was a bit deliberate.

"Woof."

Ping An came over from the side, holding a piece of bone in his mouth for grinding teeth.

It tilted its head to look at Xu Weiheng twice, spit out the bone in its mouth, and barked at Xu Weiheng twice, as if urging Xu Weiheng.

Xu Weiheng understood, half bent down, picked up the bone and threw it far away.

Ping An ran after him like he was having fun.

Seeing this scene, Xu Weiheng showed a relaxed and comfortable smile.

When he finished laughing, Xu Weiheng realized that he had been standing in front of the camera.

"This is what Ms. Yao said, be yourself." He said to himself with a thought.

Maybe recording a variety show is also acting.

It's just that some people are performing characters that the audience likes.

And what he needs to do is to "play" his real self.

***

The verbal war on Weibo lasted all night. When it was almost six o'clock in the morning, both sides tacitly changed the battlefield to the live broadcast room.

On the official website, four live broadcast rooms were arranged in order, and Xu Weiheng's live broadcast room was placed at the end.

At six o'clock, the first three live broadcast rooms lit up on time.

Three villas with their own characteristics but all stylish and magnificent came into view.

It was unknown whether the production crew did it on purpose or there was a mistake. About ten seconds later, Xu Weiheng's live broadcast room was lit up. The country homestay shrouded in a faint mist, with a huge sense of impact, entered the sight of all the audience.

Those viewers who had been cursing at each other all night and were full of resentment and anger, suddenly lost the ability to speak.

Ding-ling-ling-

ling-ling-ling-under-the-eaves-was blown by the wind.

A yellow Chinese rural dog appeared in the camera running wildly, and its hind legs pounced hard on the pot of Phalaenopsis by the door, startling the birds that were taking a nap among the leaves and flew up.

The Chinese rural dog ignored the birds, and its chubby paws tentatively gestured on the leaves of the Phalaenopsis.

Just when its claws were about to grab the Phalaenopsis, the tightly closed door behind it happened to be opened from the inside.

"Ping An, what are you doing?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Ping An stopped playing with flowers and chose to play with people.

It grew a whole circle in a very short time, and its movements became more and more flexible. The person at the door was caught off guard and was knocked into its arms as always.

Xu Weiheng was worried that it would fall, so he reached out to hold it, and took a few steps back before he barely fell to the ground.

"You made the sportswear I just changed dirty!"

Xu Weiheng glared at it and pretended to pinch its ears.

Ping An jumped out of his arms flexibly and almost knocked over the camera mounted there.

Xu Weiheng followed its movement and looked up at the camera.

In the dim morning light, Xu Weiheng was wearing a yellow short-sleeved shirt, with his hair fixed in front of his forehead with a black sweat-absorbing headband, revealing a smooth and full forehead. His eyes were indifferent, just for a moment, and then they moved away.

But his glance made the barrage, which had been quiet for a long time, grow exponentially.

[I was shocked...]

[Is this really Xu Weiheng? I still remember his state in the live broadcast room. At that time, he was so thin that he was out of shape]

[Wuwuwu Yes, as a fan of Xu Weiheng, I tell you, this is Xu Weiheng! Or should I say, this is the grown-up, best-conditioned Xu Weiheng! 】

As Yao Rong came back from going out to buy breakfast, the number of comments reached the highest value.

【Village girl? Old and ugly? Excuse me? Mom's figure and looks are not inferior to those of female stars of the same age, okay! 】

【I really like the temperament of Xu Weiheng's mother. She looks like a gentle and intellectual woman】

【No way, no way, intellectual temperament? Xu Weiheng's mother is only a high school graduate, I hope you know】

【Did the high school graduate offend you? 】

【Haha, some people look decent, but they are actually idiots. You wait, she will definitely show her weakness later. Yao Rong

didn't take the live camera seriously. As usual, she put the breakfast she bought on the stone table and called Xu Weiheng to come over to eat.

Seeing his favorite taro dumplings, Xu Weiheng washed his hands with water, stuffed two dumplings into his mouth and said to Yao Rong: "I'll pick longan later. I'll climb the tree and you can pick the fruits below."

The program team will assign them tasks at noon and let them act in the morning.

It's called: showing the real life to the audience.

No matter how much fun the other three groups of guests have, Yao Rong and Xu Weiheng's group really don't intend to disrupt their plans because of recording variety shows.

Yao Rong nodded: "Wear a sunscreen before you climb the tree. There are many insects on the tree. Don't get bitten again."

The longan tree in the yard is neither tall nor short. As long as you are careful, you don't have to worry about any problems.

As soon as Xu Weiheng started to climb up, the barrage became lively again.

[Climbing a tree? So boring, I want to go next door to watch Xu Yiyuan go fishing in a private submarine]

[Take me with you, I will go too]

However, when Xu Weiheng stood steadily on the top of the tree and began to break those big and ripe longan branches, the number of viewers in the live broadcast room did not decrease but increased from 260,000 to 280,000.

"Will this bunch be underripe?"

"I'll throw it from here, can you catch it?"

"Don't try to catch it, or you'll hit yourself."

Xu Weiheng was very skillful, and while talking to Yao Rong, he broke off all the longan branches he aimed at.

After picking a full basket, Yao Rong asked him to get off and rest: "Pick the rest in a few days."

After standing firmly on the ground, Xu Weiheng patted the dust off his clothes with his hands, and followed Yao Rong to deal with the longan.

At noon, Xu Weiheng received a task card from the program team: to make a hearty lunch for his family.

The various seasonings were already available in the kitchen, and the ingredients for cooking were specially prepared by the program team.

Compared to the other three groups, Xu Weiheng was a little confused at first, but soon became competent and handled the fish without any unfamiliarity.

The assistant director stood behind the camera and watched for a long time, curiously asked: "Have you learned to cook?"

Xu Weiheng poured a spoonful of salt into the pot: "No, but when Ms. Yao cooked, I would help her. I watched a lot and knew the steps."

Half an hour later, three dishes were freshly cooked.

"Try it and see how it tastes." Xu Weiheng sat at the table, looking at Yao Rong eagerly.

Yao Rong tried every dish, raised her eyes to meet Xu Weiheng's slightly nervous gaze, and smiled: "Not bad, try it yourself."

Xu Weiheng quickly picked up the chopsticks to pick up the dishes, and after a while, he was surprised: "It's really okay, the taste is very homely. Then I can cook for you in the future."

While the two were eating, there were still barrages saying that it was boring and that Xu Weiheng was putting on a show.

But the number of viewers quietly rose to 500,000 during this process.

In the afternoon, the program team asked parents and children to prepare a gift for each other.

Xu Weiheng had a clear purpose. He used the 20 yuan given by the program team to buy a weaving rope and wanted to weave a bracelet for Yao Rong.

And Yao Rong, with the 20 yuan, bought an inch-long log.

She brought out her toolbox.

The toolbox was opened, and there were a dazzling array of things inside.

Yao Rong took out the smallest carving knife inside, turned it around on her fingertips, shook it towards the camera not far away, and asked the audience in front of the camera: "Have you studied a text called "The Story of a Walnut Boat"? The strange man in "The Story of a Walnut Boat" can carve a palace with a wood of an inch in diameter. I plan to use this piece of wood to carve a spaceship."

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[I have studied "The Story of a Walnut Boat", but I didn't understand what she said. What she meant was that people may not have real skills, but there is no need to brag. I used to have a good impression of Xu Weiheng and his mother, but now I feel annoyed.

Help me, I am really going to die of laughter. If she really carves it out, I will take off all my clothes and run naked downstairs.

The assistant director couldn't sit still anymore. He avoided the camera and quietly ran to Yao Rong and asked, "Ms. Yao, are you serious?"

Although he thought Yao Rong was exaggerating, but... The assistant director looked at the ridge beasts at the four corners of the eaves, and then looked at the whole box of tools that were obviously often used, thinking, what if?

If they dare to show off their skills in front of hundreds of thousands of spectators, they must have some real skills.

Thinking of this, the assistant director actually began to mourn for those crazy flags.

Yao Rong glanced at him and said nothing, just quietly swinging the carving knife.

Sometimes talking too much makes one look timid, so let's see for ourselves.

The assistant director wanted to ask more questions, but soon, he was mesmerized by Yao Rong's neat movements.

Powder flew on her fingertips, the carving knife danced in her hands, and a miracle was happening on the one-inch-long wood - a ship was gradually taking shape.