The nicer the director was to Xiang Yi, the uglier the assistant director's expression became.

Does this count as slapping him in the face in public?

He doesn't think highly of Xiangyi, so he goes against him?

…

At the end of the first round, Xiangyi won first place and received a mysterious prop and a small gold medal.

She opened it, looked at it, and calmly put it back into her pocket.

As for Xu Tumi, she got the last place without a single hair. Maybe she will be scolded by the audience when the show is broadcast later.

Whenever Xu Tumi thought about the last time her haters called her a baldy, she felt so aggrieved that she looked like an eggplant hit by frost and her whole body wilted.

Suddenly.

There was a golden shadow in front of my eyes.

"For you." Xiangyi said casually.

She is usually very tolerant of good-looking people.

Moreover, Xu Tumi looked like she was about to cry. Whether it was because of her upbringing or because she was obsessed with looks, Xiangyi couldn't remain indifferent.

Xu Tumi sniffed, her voice tinged with a little babyish voice: "Are you really giving it to me?"

"Yeah." Xiangyi nodded.

The truth is, I left in such a hurry today that I forgot to bring some candy...

She felt a little regretful that she couldn't use her ancestral skill of giving out sweets.

Xu Tumi glanced at the medal, then looked at her toes, and then glanced at the medal again, repeating this several times, vividly expressing what she wanted but was embarrassed to do.

Xiangyi seemed to see through her and stuffed the medal into her hand.

"I'll go pull out the arrow."

Xu Tumi stared at her back in a daze.

The arrows they had shot before were still crooked on the target. With so many of them, pulling out the arrows became a strenuous task. But for Xiangyi, it seemed like an easy task. With a light tug of her slender white hands, she pulled out the arrows.

The popular young idol also came over to try, but he couldn't pull it out at once, and he finally succeeded after using all his strength.

Xu Tumi raised the corner of her mouth and put the medal safely into her pocket.

…

The recording is finished.

The second round of tasks was set to be a real-life CS, and they had to change venues. The artists each got into the nanny cars and raced against time to rest.

Sister Yan was still trying to brainwash Xu Tumi: "Mimi, Xiangyi obviously has bad intentions and wants to take advantage of your popularity! Think about it, if a man were to give her a gold medal, wouldn't it be greasy? She's not trying to establish an Alpha character or something, don't be fooled by her!"

Xu Tumi played with the small gold medal. The props made by the program team were very delicate, and it seemed to be real gold. She said absentmindedly: "Don't you think that she and I are very destined to be together?"

Sister Yan:?

"My haters call me bald, and her nickname is Rabbit. Look, look, this is simply fate!"

Sister Yan: ???

"Hey, you know, she smells really good. Her hair smells good, her clothes smell good, and her body smells good too. No, I have to ask her what body lotion she uses..." Xu Tumi lowered her head and sent a WeChat message to Xiangyi.

Sister Yan: “…”

…Okay, she shouldn’t have any expectations for this fool! Not even a cent!!

…

Everyone rushed to the live CS venue and took a short break.

Fans of the popular young idol and Xu Tumi have prepared food trucks for their support. One sells snacks such as fried chicken steak and curry fish balls, and the other sells drinks such as lemonade and milk tea.

Cheers broke out at the scene.

When you are tired from work, food is the best way to heal you.

The assistant director ate the fish balls in big mouthfuls and complained incoherently: "Tsk tsk, that guy doesn't even have any support, it's really miserable that he has ended up like this."

Before he finished speaking…