As a beautiful person, he became popular in the variety show and flirted with the villain

Chapter 3 Let's Make a Look
"What? Wen Qing, do you actually have this kind of taste now?"

Lu Yiming continued to provoke unwillingly.

And Wen Qing just felt speechless.

Why can this kind of brain damage be the hero in the Otome game?
[Ding~ The host please make a quick choice!The game sets that the hero is proud and noble, and I am the only one!The hero Lu Yiming is not unusual. 】

"Hmph! Why haven't you thrown him out, Qi Mo?!"

"What has he been talking about? What if Qi Mo wants to beat me?"

Her delicate lips were lightly parted, with a trace of long-drawn tail note, revealing sweetness.

Wen Qing was acting really well, she didn't give Lu Yiming who was clamoring over there any look at all, and kept grabbing Qi Mo's wrist and wouldn't let go!

Because it's strange for Wen Qing to let go of this opportunity to waste his life.

ding ding ding-

The system has been broadcasting the survival value.

The corners of Wen Qing's mouth could not stop rising, Qi Mo looked into those smiling eyes, indifferent.

Such an innocent young master didn't know how to deal with this matter.

Especially the girl's hot palms continuously conveyed warmth to herself.

The skin of the two of them pressed against each other through the shirts, the scorching temperature burned him like fire, and there were little ripples in the originally cold eyes.

Qi Mo's lips were tightened, his sharp eyes were cold, and there was a cold look between his brows, and he glanced impatiently at Lu Yiming who was still standing there in a daze.

"If you don't go to your Shiyi, stand here and question others, if your sister Shiyi finds out, will she faint in the toilet?"

The voice is indifferent and deep and elegant, like a way to speak eloquently, but the strong sense of oppression makes one not to belittled at all.

Embarrassed after being exposed, Lu Yiming let out a cold snort and flung his sleeves away.

But before leaving, those dark and warning eyes looked coldly at Wen Qing behind Qi Mo.

Qi Mo frowned, and subconsciously turned sideways.

Turning around, she saw Wen Qing with her head down, her soft hair drooping fluffy at the top.

It seems to be a little sad.

Qi Mo didn't know what to think of, his heart was a little sullen, and his tone was a little cold.

"You can catch up now."

Then, he brushed Wen Qing's hand off his wrist mercilessly, and walked away with a leisurely pace.

【The girl's pale look seems to be expressing her reluctance to Lu Yiming, which makes Qi Mo feel that the girl really doesn't know good from bad.It's like throwing away after using yourself.The softness towards Wen Qing just now completely disappeared in my heart. 】

[Ding~ Task evaluation, just now the host did not avoid the risk, so the reward is not issued, is the current host's survival value replaced by life value? 】

Wen Qing: .
Fate!Hesitating for a second is disrespecting yourself!

"Change!"

[Ding~The current host's life value is 17 hours, congratulations to the host for being able to survive today~]

[Good words are warm in winter, and the system sends warmth]

After Wen Qing exchanged the life value, her brows tightened, and she was a little puzzled by what the system said just now.

Obviously I came according to the options, why did the system say that I can't avoid risks?
Wen Qing didn't think about it for a while, so she could only walk out aimlessly.

Now the program team is dealing with Shi Yi and Shi Li's affairs, and there is no one in charge of Wen Qing for the time being, so Wen Qing is rarely at leisure.

Walking outside, you can see row upon row of houses, patchwork, green brick and earth tile bungalows, with lush rice fields, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

The main line of this otome game is that the real and fake daughters are playing cannon fodder in this variety show called "Open Wasteland", gaining a lot of fans, and then paving the way for riding the wind and waves in the circle.

Pastoral slow variety show.

The Lord opened up the wilderness.

Yes, let the guests come to farm.

It is so simple and unpretentious, for the real and fake daughter, this is a vacation place.

Because they have three male protagonists who take turns helping them with work.

And when it's my turn, I will focus on self-reliance.

But the original owner who grew up pampered, where did he do this? The skin is so delicate that it can be pierced in minutes.

So it just made Zuo Jing's reputation worse, that is to say, it would be disgusting to play a passing dog.

As soon as Wen Qing stepped into the camera, the black fans started.

Black powder:

[Tsk tsk tsk who is this?Isn't this Miss Zuojing? ]
[Why do you still have a face?She almost bullied Shi Yi to death!Isn't this vicious girl leaving?Why wait to kill Shi Yi so that he can occupy Lu Yiming? ]
[Oh, Wen Qing is just thinking about that, so don't tell me all about it, you should scold him directly! ]
[Just ask if you don't understand, why are half of the people scolding this sister?Does the remaining half have no mouth? ]
[Tsk tsk tsk, this sister is really not afraid, she is indeed a person whose skin is thicker than a city wall.I can't even hold the sickle, and I'm still on the show, I don't want to bear anyone, don't I need to say more? ]
[What are you afraid of if you can't hold a scythe? I've never seen this sister blushing on a certain blog every day. This sister's main thing is that she doesn't want to face!] ]
Black fans live in the barrage.

Wen Qing squatted on the ground playing with mud.

Black fans scolded in full swing.

Wen Qing squatted on the ground playing with mud.

Black fans greeted Wen Qing's family.

Wen Qing was holding a small stick in his hand and licking the mud.

at last.
The system can't stand it anymore.

[Ding~ Black fans didn't expect that a vicious woman like Wen Qing would still have such a calm face after scolding Shi Yi and Shi Li one after another?Even squatting on the ground to play with mud!It's an insult to their IQ!They wished they could kick Wen Qing who was standing by the river! 】

[Facing the excitement of black fans, please host to make a choice——]

[A: The main feature is a companion!Put mud on the lens!Let black fans play with you! 】

[B: The main point is to make a contrast, tell the black fans that you just now are not the real you, and a fierce girl cries, making the black fans drop their jaws in shock! 】

Wen Qing: .
The system focuses on a whole job, right?
There will always be a "surprise!"

Does this face have to be lost?
[After the countdown ends, if the host is not selected, the system will take over the selection of the host~]

"AAA"

Wen Qing lowered his head and thought about the small wooden stick in his hand.

When I was obviously bored, I picked up a small stick on the ground and sat under a tree to enjoy the shade. How could it be like playing with mud?

Is that mud something a boss of her level should play with? !
Since black fans want to play so much!

Then
[Under the lens, the sun is pouring down, and the mottled tree image is crushed light, which sprinkles on Wen Qing's body, frowning slightly, as if he has encountered some difficult puzzle, which makes the soft and cute little face show A bit cold, the pink lips like cherry blossom petals were bitten lightly, and something was muttering in his mouth]

【Just as the black fans were immersed in the illusion that Wen Qing seemed to be looking better.】

【That white-looking, soft little hand is so fast that it steals the ear and steals the bell!Grab a handful of mud from the ground! 】

[Crack - it was thrown directly at the scene where Wen Qing was being recorded! 】

[Black fans are stunned!No, yes, demented! 】

[Complete the survival challenge, reward 3 points of life, accumulate 3 points of life]

[Good words are warm in winter, and the system sends warmth]

Wen Qing thinks that there is a life value reward, this task is worth it!

There was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, which was beautiful and coquettish, and his brows softened.

but
The black fans in the live broadcast room went straight to the frying pan! !
Black powder:

[Big guts! !Throw mud in my face?I'll lie down and blackmail you eighty-eight thousand! ]
[Crazy, this woman is crazy!Woooooo, do you really think that everyone else likes to play with mud like her? ]
[Bold!drag on!Drag me down! !If you're fine and you're guilty of crime, hurry up and get rid of it! ! ! ]
(End of this chapter)