Bo Yimo relaxed his brows and looked, his voice clear, "Thank you, Director Wang, for giving the chance to increase my exposure."
Director Wang couldn’t help but laugh.
Regardless of anything else, just with his high emotional intelligence, he could do well in the entertainnt industry. He was just too good at talking, and his actions were especially pleasing.
Needless to say, his acting skills—he was almost becoming a fan himself.
He was practically perfect, the only slight flaw was his sowhat cold personality.
#Director Wang, because you’re not Little Fatty#
He Ruibo routinely gave the opening remarks, thanking everyone for coming. He saw Bo Yimo and couldn’t resist teasing, "Yimo, you’re about to get tortured again."
Bo Yimo smiled slightly, "I rember last ti it was Brother Rui who got tortured more."
He Ruibo had been in the entertainnt industry for a long ti, he was a veteran, and most people called him Brother Rui out of respect.
"Yimo, are you challenging now?" He Ruibo said exaggeratedly, "I accept your challenge."
Everyone laughed.
The nearby fans began to scream frantically, "Young Master Mo, Ye Sen, Young Master Mo, I love you, look at , look at !"
"Young Master Mo is so handso, his voice is so pleasant, if he even glanced at , I might get pregnant."
"Little Fatty, Little Fatty, look here, look here, I have at here!"
Chaotic screams rose and fell, as if mixed with sothing else...
What on earth is the at about!
Director Wang heard this and couldn’t stop laughing, "Little Fatty, your fans love you so much."
"They sure do." Tong Yan responded proudly.
Give her a little sunshine and she shines, call her fat and she wheezes.
No one is as thick-skinned as she is.
"Sorry, I’m late."
Everyone looked over and saw Zheng Qing and Wen Shu, protected by the security guards, walking over.
Wen Shu?!
Tong Yan didn’t expect to see him.
If it weren’t for being on cara, Tong Yan would have run over to greet him.
The two of them overca many obstacles to get next to them and joined the team.
Now everyone was here, He Ruibo gave the opening speech, introducing each invited guest, and soon it was Wen Shu.
Wen Shu smiled and simply introduced himself, "Hello everyone, my na is Wen Shu, please take care of ."
He Ruibo was not afraid of stirring things and smiled, saying, "Wen Shu, I heard you rarely participate in variety shows, why did you agree to join ’Wild Survival’? Is it because of a certain soone?"
A certain soone, everyone seed to understand.
Wen Shu, dressed in white, with his clean and clear aura like an edelweiss, nodded, "Because I like Sister Qing."
He Ruibo: ...
How did Zheng Qing pop out?
Everyone knew it was for Little Fatty.
Don’t blatantly lie; it becos boring then.
Even Zheng Qing didn’t believe it, "Wen Shu, you can talk about soone else freely."
Wen Shu’s lips curled up, shaking his head, "Everything I say is the truth."
It’s the basic respect.
The recording began, Director Wang announced the first ga, which was a team ga. Everyone ford a circle, with a basin on their heads. The first person held a water basin, pouring it into soone’s basin, and that person got up to chase them. If the chaser ran a circle back to the empty spot, it was considered a win.
Who would be the first? Director Wang drew lots, and it was Tong Yan.
Director Wang couldn’t help but anticipate, could Little Fatty be about to start her path to becoming the god of variety shows again?
Tong Yan picked a person to splash, the first draw she picked herself.
She deliberately inserted the slip back in the middle, turned it, drew again, still herself...
Tong Yan numbly drew again, still herself...
She looked up at the laughing Director Wang, very sincerely said, "Director Wang, I think this ga can’t continue."
It was really possible.
Little Fatty’s miraculous constitution.
Director Wang thought for a mont, this ti removed slips with her na and let her draw again.
Tong Yan drew the slip and opened it, she was not feeling well all over!
Might as well draw her again!
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