The president of the rebirth of the movie queen lives next door

Chapter 94 I want to win

The water waves are still rippling, but there is silence in front of the camera.

After a long time, the producer said quietly,
"I'm sorry for myself that this episode of the show wasn't a hit."

The others nodded silently.

"Cut this clip into the trailer," the director ordered as he turned his head and walked.

"I originally thought that this little newcomer would be pretty good if she got up in the morning, but I didn't expect that I misjudged her."

The director said this, but there was a slightly excited smile on his face,

"You can start cutting the trailer! Act now!"

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Ms. Shen, who didn't know that there was still a camera under the water, was walking hard step by step to the shore at the moment, holding the hand that Leshen gave her kindly, she climbed up the shore with difficulty.

Before she had time to wipe her hair, she walked towards the staff with dripping water all over her body, handed over her mobile phone, panting,

"Give me the points card."

"No problem," the staff smiled and handed her the highest score card after seeing the photos, and also kindly sponsored a spare large towel by the way.

Shen Pianlu took it and rubbed it on her head indiscriminately, then threw it away casually, took off her coat and tied it around her waist, and then put the backpack thrown on the ground back on her back.

"Let's go."

She stared ahead, her eyes filled with a firm and sharp chill.

"Today I must win, win by crushing."

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Three teams have already reached the top of the mountain, and Wei Lan's group, which arrived first, has already won the banner representing victory.

They sat in the gazebo and chatted leisurely, occasionally looking down to see if the last group had arrived.

"It seems that these young people are not as good as us old people."

A senior's harmless ridicule made everyone laugh.

The first sister looked at the path leading down the mountain, smiled casually,
"Isn't it? Newcomers are newcomers after all, and they have to practice for a while before they are qualified to be compared with us."

This didn't sound like a joke, the others all looked at each other and didn't continue to answer.

At this time, the brokers who had already gone up the mountain first had prepared water and fans and came over.

Cui Mao went to the listening room and looked around but didn't see his artist, so he stood with Shi Qile's assistant,
"Why haven't they arrived yet?"

Before the assistant answered, the first sister glanced at him with a half-smile,
"What else do you need to ask? Junior sister is a weak little girl. Isn't it natural for Shi Qile to wait for her when she is tired on the road? Anyway, this is just a game. Friendship is no better than a champion. important?"

The words are quite skillful.

The term junior sister is affectionate, and a weak little girl is not a derogatory term. It is just a normal guess to stop and stop and make Shi Qile wait, but all these information are mixed together to create a soft and weak girl like a white lotus flower. Image, the last "friendship" is even more meaningful and full of hints.

Once this passage is dialed out, the first thing to blow up is probably the army of tens of millions of Cokes.

Why do you want to be a white lotus and drag my family to the bottom of Leshen? Isn't this trying to hook up with Leshen? What do you want to do?
Uncle Mao understood her meaning in a second, and looked at her without changing his expression.
"Sister Lan, when you were under my command, you were not as good at talking as you are now. It seems that Yan Yi is still much better than an old man like me."

Wei Lan's face froze immediately, and she glanced at him almost in disbelief.

When did this meek, soft-boned waste dare to talk to her like this?
Yang Zhuo at the side saw something bad, so he changed the subject immediately.
"Our team seems to have the highest points in the first round, right? Three points plus the first five points, a total of eight points. I don't know what the reward will be?"

Wei Lan looked away from the mountain, accepted Cui Mao's sarcasm in a cold voice,

"Of course Yan Yi is better than you. After so many years, you still have a lot of idiots who can't help you. The champion handed over by senior should not just be the bottom one..."

"Who is the bottom one!"

The unfinished words were blocked in the throat, and the girl walked up the path with wet hair slowly.

(End of this chapter)