The villain's stepmother became popular in the baby show

Chapter 143 Feeling confident
The commotion caused by the young guests attracted the attention of other guests, and everyone reacted.

It turns out that Wen Renxue was not setting up a landscape for some mascot. The tent was specially set up for a few children.

If you were to do this kind of thing of sacrificing your time and dedicating yourself to others in front of the live broadcast camera, if it were any other star in the entertainment industry, it would definitely be considered a show.

However, Wen Renxue has always followed this code of conduct while participating in this show. She takes the competition seriously, insists on completing tasks, and helps other guests when she has spare time.

Not only are the regular guests recording together on the spot, but the audience on the other side of the screen sees it more vividly.

Wen Renxue was able to perform flawlessly during the live broadcast for such a long time, which can only mean that——

She is such a warm and perfect person!
After all, if Wen Renxue really has such acting skills and perseverance in disguise, wouldn't it be better for Wen Renxue to take on a few more roles and gain popularity through her acting skills? Wouldn't it be more convincing to the public?
Other guests also wanted to imitate Wen Renxue's behavior, but help was originally based on their own abilities. They had too much to take care of themselves, so how could they help others.

Another thing is that the driving forces brought by the two starting points are completely different between sincerity and show.

Something like setting up a tent for a group of unfamiliar children...

Indeed, not many people are willing to do it.

Therefore, Wen Renxue is popular with children and even has traffic. Even if some guests are envious and some guests are jealous, they have to admit that she deserves it.

Wen Renxue continued to make her own mascot. After playing for a while, the children began to fall asleep. The scene gradually became quiet. Only the program team wandered around the guest workstations, interviewing the progress and asking for inspiration from time to time.

At the same time, the off-site commentators arranged by the program team are also taking turns to explain the scenes on site and interact with the audience to prevent the guests from focusing too much on the production and lacking the program effect.

At this time, the mascots of the guests all have a rough shape, and the design style is gradually becoming more and more distinct. There are discussions in the live broadcast room, guessing whose mascot will come out on top.

[Hahaha, I was laughing so hard. What did Bi Junxi do? Why is it that the persona of this talented musician keeps changing? 】

[Pfft—I took one look at the Lu Brothers’ doll and felt like I was about to go blind...]

[Didn’t anyone notice Queen Pei’s mascot? What a sense of design! It feels as good as a professional designer! 】

[Have you forgotten that Queen Pei has studied Chinese painting? It seems that she has also dabbled in oil painting, and she has a very good aesthetic! 】

[By the way, why do I think the doll made by Wen Renxue looks so much like Feng Youyou? 】

[+1 This expression is really exactly the same as Feng Youyou! 】

[Make medicine~ Wenren’s mother really thinks about her baby daughter no matter what she does (dog head)]

Time passed by, and it was less than an hour before the deadline.

In summer, the days are long and the nights are short. Although the sun has not yet set at this point, the scene looks a little dark because of the dull dark clouds.

While the guests were racing against time to complete the mascot, the program team was also setting up lighting equipment. The staff were busy going back and forth, adding a touch of tension to the atmosphere at the scene.

[Family members, the program team has opened a voting channel, everyone can start placing bets! 】

【Holy shit! The winner can get a one-month platform membership. Why are the program team so generous all of a sudden? 】

[Everyone, please repost it quickly. If you repost it, you can vote once! 】

[After I cast Pei, she has the best sense of design! 】

[Jiang Aidou’s is more childlike, isn’t it more in line with the theme of the design? 】

[No matter what, I’m retweeting like crazy and voting for each one! 】

Voting was in full swing online, and the guests on site were also seizing the time to complete the final steps. The little guests who had slept soundly woke up leisurely.

Feng Youyou didn't plan to sleep at first, but Jiang Baobao and the others were playing so crazy that they had to drag her along.

Jiang Yuchen suddenly proposed to play the game of carrot squats for some unknown reason. Several little children gathered in a circle in the tent and shouted, "Watermelon squats, finish strawberry squats."

In order to prevent this group of "monkeys" from getting too excited and playing without propriety, causing the tent that their stepmother had built so hard to collapse, Feng Youyou followed them expressionlessly and raised his hands while always paying attention to where everyone was standing.

So after exhausting a lot of physical and mental energy, Feng Youyou couldn't resist the sleepiness, so she nestled in a corner of the tent and closed her eyes. Even when she was so tired that she didn't know which child's leg was resting on her waist, she didn't have the energy to reach out and take it away.

The first one to wake up was Xia Yao. She was the smallest. She moved quietly to Feng Youyou's side and looked at her with her chin in her hands.

Feng Youyou was suddenly awakened by her.

He probably woke up because of Xia Yao's gaze... After all, Feng Youyou was really uneasy in his dream. As soon as he opened his eyes, he was met with Xia Yao's "death stare".

Because she had just woken up, Feng Youyou's voice was a little sticky.

"What are you looking at?"

Xia Yao had an innocent expression and lowered her voice.

"Youyou, you look so beautiful when you sleep. I couldn't bear to wake you up, but Baby Jiang's saliva is almost flowing to your hair."

Feng Youyou followed Xia Yao's line of sight and turned to the side, facing Jiang Baobei's chubby face as he slept soundly with his mouth open.

Jiang Baobao held a strand of Feng Youyou's hair and put his face against it. There was some suspicious crystal clear liquid on his slightly open mouth.

Feng Youyou:...

It feels like it may have flowed to the top already.

Feng Youyou took out her hair from Jiang Baobao's hand, walked out expressionlessly, and asked Wen Renxue for scissors.

Wen Renxue handed her the handmade scissors in surprise, with the tip facing herself when passing it over.

"Xiaoyou is awake? What do you need scissors for?"

Feng Youyou lifted up the strand of hair that she had been holding in her hand and cut it off with scissors.

Wen Renxue said "Ouch" and was extremely panicked.

"This is too dangerous, you should ask mom to help you!"

Feng Youyou feels that she is mature enough, so she doesn't think there is anything wrong with using scissors, whether it is for cutting paper or cutting her own hair.

But from Wen Renxue's perspective, the scene in front of her was frightening and made her feel extremely upset.

"Young boy, don't point the scissors at yourself at any time, you know? Mom was almost scared to death by you just now."

Wen Renxue took back the scissors and touched Feng Youyou's head very gently.

"Why do you want to cut your hair suddenly? Even if you want to cut it, let your mother do it, you know?"

From Wen Renxue's cautious tone, Feng Youyou realized her stepmother's worry and concern, and her heart began to contract inexplicably.

This feeling that someone cared more about her than herself made Feng Youyou's heart ripple again.

Feng Youyou curled her fingers and whispered.

"sorry."

And Wen Renxue also said "It's okay" very gently, just as Feng Youyou imagined.

Feng Youyou thought.

He might really be a bad kid.

Before the stepmother spoke, she seemed to have guessed that the stepmother would not really blame herself.

Since when did she become so fearless?