Chapter 217
The director was also choked, this group of people really said anything for the sake of popularity, "Okay, okay, let's go to the makeup artist to put on makeup, this is to prevent people you know from colluding, after all, some people are famous The characters must be competing to form a team."

The director didn't dare to say something to the camera, that is, he was afraid that someone's enemies would also sneak in in order to kill the killer, and he put on an unrecognizable makeup just to be on the safe side.

He was both delighted and surprised that a big man like Si Ye came to participate in their little variety show.

"Ah..." Someone in the crowd was suddenly dissatisfied. After all, some people came here for Si Ye.

"But will it damage the skin if you put cosmetics on your face for so many days?"

"Everyone can rest assured that the program team bought the best ones, with low damage and waterproof." The director looked at everyone with a smile.

Of course he knows how important an artist's face is, and they also check every level of cosmetics.

Seeing that there was no more opportunity to struggle, everyone had to obediently line up in several pairs to put on makeup.

A few caring people lined up closely behind Si Ye and the others so that they would not be recognized later.

When everyone put on their makeup, they realized how much damage the program team has had!

Let everyone change!body!Clothes!Clothes!Then enter the deserted island in a random order, and with the weird makeup on this face, there will be a ghost if you still recognize it by then.

When everyone changed their clothes and appeared at the entrance of the deserted island with weird makeup, the netizens on the camera side suddenly burst into laughter.

Everyone wore various eye shadows, big purple lipstick, and a little turtle on their cheeks. Contestant No. [-] was special, it was a pile of poop.

The director suppressed a smile: "Okay, everyone put up the sign and go in."

"Okay." The crowd replied weakly, and a large group of people walked into the deserted island in an orderly manner.

Sancho looked at the number nine card in his hand, turned his head to look at the dense crowd, looking for Si Chenli, but the crowd was too dense.

She was about to stand by and wait for the members to leave one by one, so that it would be easier for her to find them.

A pair of powerful hands grasped her wrists, "Follow me."

"Your makeup is so pretty." Sancho recognized his voice immediately.

Although he had a thick smoky makeup on his face, the weird makeup on his face gave him an old-fashioned and handsome look, but the little turtle painted on his face affected his image a bit.

She moved down and found that the number in his hand happened to be NO.19.

"Aren't you rowing next to me? How did you get NO.19?"

"The staff sent the wrong message." Si Chenli explained with a cold expression, not saying that he had explained it in advance.

"Send it wrong, send it wrong, the number is not important, just follow me." Sancho stuck his number on his back, reached out and grabbed his sleeve to lead him inside.

Si Chenli looked down at the piece of fabric she was pulling, and frowned slightly, "My hands are poisonous?"

"No, I haven't caught up yet, so I won't take advantage of you." San Qiao smiled sweetly, even if she had a little turtle painted on her face and purple eye shadow, it didn't affect Si Chenli's filter on her at all. .

Sancho's face is full of connivance, pampering him, and he is well prepared for the ritual of chasing someone.

This was clearly what Si Chenli hoped to take seriously, but he was unspeakably dissatisfied with her compliance.

"No.19 contestant, can we pair up with you for No. [-] contestant?"

Two young artists took the initiative to come forward to inquire. They both belong to the same company, and the purpose of this variety show is for the camera.

But now that the program team has done it like this, they can't tell who is Si Ye and Sister Qiao, who is Sang Qingran and Young Master Sang, so they can only use their intuition to form a team with them.

Sancho just wanted to say yes, there are many people and strength, and the task can be completed by going out early.

However, the sleeves at his hands were tightened, and Si Chenli lowered his voice and said, "Don't form a team with them."

"Why? They are strong and polite." Sancho also leaned close to him and replied in a low voice.

"Are you protecting me or protecting them?" Si Chenli stared at her with dark eyes, his tone was very calm, and his words were somewhat sad.

"Then let's form a team with someone who will protect you with me." Sancho couldn't laugh or cry.

"En." Si Chenli temporarily agreed, but he knew that he didn't plan to form a team with anyone, and he could take Qiao Qiao out of this deserted island by himself.

"Sorry, we don't form a team."

"Why don't you form a team? You should know that the conditions and environment here are not very good. The food provided by the program team is limited. The team with more people will only be stronger."

"If you don't form a team, you don't form a team." Si Chenli didn't have the patience of the little girl, and his face was displeased.

Although the two people were not very happy, they did not dare to show up. Before confirming the identities of the man and woman in front of them, they did not dare to offend.

One after another, people came to form a team, but they were all driven away by Si Chenli.

It's not that I dislike other people's noise, or that they are weak.

San Qiao: "..." She could tell that Si Chen Li just didn't want to form a team with others.

Others who have already reached the team began to introduce themselves.

"My surname is Si, and I'm number 11. Do you have any objections to me being the leader?"

"No problem no problem!"

The largest team is the NO.11 group, with a total of ten people.

Company No. 11 and another No. 23 are male and female friends. This amount of information makes everyone guess.

They chased after them one after another, and even handed in the food as soon as they found it, and NO.11 decided how to distribute it.

Sancho looked away, and was about to pull Si Chenli's sleeve and move forward.

Suddenly a tall figure stood in front of her, and a male...female...female voice said: "Are you forming a team? There are really too few of you, and there is no way to take care of each other when something happens."

Sancho frowned, she didn't know whether to call the beauty in front of her or a handsome guy.

There was another man standing next to the beauty with a male duck voice, and his speech was rough, as if phlegm was stuck in his throat, "We are also boyfriend and girlfriend, let's form a team."

Sang Nanfeng had a head of thick long hair, two balls of paper stuffed in front of his clothes, and a pair of high-heeled shoes on the soles of his feet. He was so crowded that he doubted life, especially when talking with his throat in his hands, he was extremely tired.

But in order to be in the same group as Jojo, he endured it!
After all, he and his third brother had just been watching for a long time, and found that the team members were all single men and women, but Si Chenli rejected them.

So, they guessed that the dog Si Chenli wanted to be alone with Qiao Qiao.

No way, they are just acting as a couple.

Sang Nanfeng originally wanted to pretend to be a man, but...he lost in rock-paper-scissors.

"We are very powerful, but our appearance is discriminated against. No. 19, No. [-], don't discriminate against me."

(End of this chapter)

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