Chapter 159: His face has become like a little cat
Lift it high...
A hint of envy flashed in Xie Jingcheng's eyes, but when she thought about the two people doing this with mud all over their bodies, she still found it a little unacceptable. Although mysophobia is not a serious issue, it cannot be ignored.
It’s better to give up. Whatever you want to hug is in the room, or in the pavilion that day.
Just as I had decided on the answer in my mind, three or four groups had already finished competing, because the competition time for each group was not long.
Soon it was Xie Jingcheng and Song Qingxing's turn to play their next game. They were also facing a man and a woman. The two seemed a little afraid, probably because Xie Jingcheng and Song Qingxing were too big a star.
If you are not careful when playing the game, you can easily be attacked by fans of these two groups.
So when the director blew the whistle, the four people were not as fierce as the previous groups, and they didn't start grabbing things right away.
Instead, he quietly fished in the mud.
Once the fish scales are stuck with mud, the difficulty level increases greatly. It's like a layer of mucus on your hands, making it very difficult to hold them firmly. Therefore, you have to use some skills, such as holding the fish gills.
Song Qingxing thought silently in her heart, if fish could talk, the words they uttered would probably be so fast that they could be recited in a rhythmic manner.
But it must be said that she grasped the pattern she had just discovered while watching the game, and the fish in the fish basket were quickly replenished.
It became heavy in a short while.
But the more fish she caught, the easier it was to attract other people's attention, and her body weight would become heavier and heavier. Song Qingxing tried her best to avoid those who wanted to snatch her fish.
Because the program team has rules, in order to make the show more interesting, whoever grabs the fish basket will be considered the first. As expected, the tallest tree in the forest will be destroyed by the wind.
Song Qingxing had caught so many, and the other two men all turned their attention to her.
After all, we are just recording a show and there is no need to take it seriously, so it is still possible to grab the fish basket or something.
Song Qingxing had a hard time defending herself, even though Xie Jingcheng was helping her. However, this was a quagmire after all, not flat ground, so it was very difficult for both of them to move.
Until finally, the man jumped and successfully pulled down Song Qingxing's fish basket. The man held it in his arms and smiled happily.
Along with his laughter, the director's whistle was raised, signaling the end of the game.
"Great, I won this time!"
The male guest was very proud and was about to say a few words to Song Qingxing when he noticed that the other party's face was gloomy. He suddenly felt a little regretful.
Most celebrities come to record variety shows just to show off, and generally don’t care much about winning or losing, because no matter whether they win or lose.
Everyone can share the fruits of victory.
But obviously, nothing can be taken for granted. Even in variety shows, there are people who care very much about winning or losing. Such people will be very serious and give their all even for a small game.
Song Qingxing was just like that. She reached out and touched the mud on her body, then looked down at her empty belt, feeling an indescribable sadness in her heart.
I want to cry.
"Am I going a little too far..."
The male guest was holding a fish basket. He had only heard that it was allowed to grab fish according to the rules, and he couldn't catch any fish for a long time. Song Qingxing seemed to have fish hooks on her hands, and she stuffed one fish after another into the basket.
So I decided to grab it.
But obviously, not everyone can accept the rules of the game.
Song Qingxing was naturally very upset that the fish she had worked so hard to catch was snatched away, but she happened to be recording a program, so she could only endure it.
Seeing the male guest walking towards her step by step, Song Qingxing knew that she couldn't show too much sadness. After all, this was just a variety show, just a show, there was no need to take it too seriously, otherwise she would become someone who couldn't take a joke.
Although I couldn't take a joke before, I have changed these bad habits.
Just as she was about to respond with a smile, someone was one step ahead of Song Qingxing.
Xie Jingcheng's body was covered in mud. She always looked like a pure and proud swan, and rarely looked so embarrassed.
"No need, we lost."
Xie Jingcheng was actually a little arrogant in his heart. He shouldn't have been so obsessed with mysophobia and failed to protect the fish basket in Song Qingxing's hand.
"Qingxing just didn't react for a moment."
If the winning party is required to return the spoils because of the loss of the game, such behavior is even worse, and I am afraid that broadcasting it will only attract criticism.
Xie Jingcheng shook her head slightly. Her meaning was obvious: there was no need to return the thing. The man hesitated for a moment and finally chose to go ashore.
Then it was handed over to the staff, who began to count how many fish were in the basket.
Xie Jingcheng stretched out his hand. Even though his hands were covered in mud and looked disgusting, Xie Jingcheng still shook hands without hesitation, even though they both wore rubber gloves covered in mud.
"You almost cried just now?"
As soon as Xie Jingcheng arrived at the shore, an assistant came up to her and wanted to help her take off her equipment. Xie Jingcheng shook her head and refused the assistant's kindness.
He slowly unbuttoned his clothes and placed his muddy work clothes by the pond.
Then he helped Song Qingxing unbutton her clothes.
"I wasn't crying. I was just a little confused because my things were taken away from me."
Song Qingxing suppressed the dirty thoughts in her heart and pretended to be very magnanimous.
"You can't fool me, liar."
Xie Jingcheng reached out and touched the other person's nose, and suddenly found that there was a little mud on Song Qingxing's cheek. She looked down at her fingers in shock. It turned out that her fingertips had rubbed against the edge of her clothes, and there was mud splashed on the edge of the clothes.
This is really...
Looking at Song Qingxing, who had been rubbed into a little cat by him, Xie Jingcheng didn't know how to explain for a moment.
After getting covered in mud, my makeup must have been ruined. I’m still filming a show. I really deserve to die.
Song Qingxing could naturally feel the itchiness and coolness on her cheek, as if something was attached to her skin. Just as she was about to reach out to wipe it, her wrist was grabbed.
"Don't wipe it off. I smeared mud on your face and now you look like a little cat..."
Although he felt sorry, Xie Jingcheng couldn't help laughing when he saw the funny look on the person in front of him.
Smiling and waving.
The assistant immediately handed over a wet wipe.
Xie Jingcheng patiently wiped the mud off the man's cheek.
"Really? Don't touch my face if you have mud on your hands. Your makeup will get smudged if you put it on like that."
Although her tone was complaining, there was sweetness in Song Qingxing's voice, and all the unpleasantness of having her fish basket snatched away just now dissipated in the wind.
"knew."
Xie Jingcheng stood at attention as if he was about to be beaten.
"By the way, since we lost points this time, why don't we wait until today's show is finished recording and ask my assistant to book a restaurant for you to eat something."
The variety show is recording for the last day. After finishing today, she can catch the flight at noon tomorrow night. Song Qingxing will go to the company first to select a few advertising magazines.
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