Fast Transmigration Big Brother Sugar Sprinkle 99 Style

Chapter 92 Dreaming (26)

Yun Shu and Huaimeng naturally won the match against Feng Minlei.

One of the two groups is half dead, and the other is clean and refreshing.

After playing volleyball under the sun for so long, the live broadcast viewers were speechless.

It's really a fairy who doesn't know where it came from.

Next came the group of Yun Shu Huaimeng, Zhou Shi'an and Xu An'an. Before the start, it was very customary for the two sides to speak harshly to each other.

Zhou Shi'an originally had a lot to say, but after seeing Yun Shu Huaimeng beat Feng Minlei's group of two tall men to pieces, she didn't know what to say.

Under Ganlulian's expectant eyes, the two sides were very unified and said nothing.

Yun Shu, who was dressed in a light-colored sportswear, was holding a volleyball in his hand, and played with the volleyball calmly and calmly with his fingers that looked whiter and clearer in the sun.

Turn all the sand on it slowly.

The black eyes were calm, and the moment the whistle sounded, the sound of sand falling on the ground stopped. Yun Shu raised his eyes, and with a crisp movement, he hit the volleyball.

Accompanied by Gan Lulian's voice, the serve scored.

Zhou Shi'an's face was pale, and his expression was very bad, not only because of the sunshine.

Now the "Idol Face to Face" program only has two female stars, she and Yun Shu. The competition is naturally between them. Seeing that Yun Shu has been showing off and making her fall into the disadvantaged, how can she bear it?
The more I think about it, the more I feel jealous.

Zhou Shi'an raised his hand to wipe the sand off his face, forced a smile, almost gritted his teeth and said, "Yun Shu, don't hit me in the face."

As soon as these words came out, Yun Shu raised her eyebrows slightly, her expression seemed to be puzzled, and she was full of sarcasm when she looked closely. She said lazily, "Why did I hit you in the face? Didn't you go to meet the volleyball by yourself?"

Zhou Shi'an's eyes stared at Yun Shu immediately, and those indifferent and cold eyes were clearly looking at Zhou Shi'an, but they seemed extraordinarily heartless, as if they didn't take her seriously at all.

The volleyball was parked on the beach, covered with sand, Zhou Shi'an picked it up.

The fair fingers were immediately covered with sand, and even the inside of the manicure was full of sand.

This made Zhou Shi'an's expression even worse.

On the bullet screen, there are fans crying for her:

[My Shi'an still wears manicure, how can she play volleyball? 】

[Really, the show team is really sick, and if the manicure breaks, it will be very painful! 】

[By the way, she did the manicure herself, so she doesn't blame the show crew? 】

[Why didn't Yun Shu get manicures? 】

【It's not fair! 】

[Yun Shu should also get a manicure to be fair! 】

[...I'm speechless, really...I'm really drunk for people who go out without brains...]

Zhou Shi'an's volleyball was weak, and Yun Shu hit it easily. This hit, well, directly interrupted Zhou Shi'an's manicure.

"Ah!" Zhou Shi'an immediately screamed.

Sitting on the ground in pain.

Clean and expensive tracksuits stained with sand.

She couldn't care about these things at the moment, the pain made her lose her mind, her face was grim, and she shouted at Yun Shu: "Yun Shu! You did it on purpose!"

Yun Shu: "...inexplicable."

The crystal clear fingers met and patted the sand away, and the corners of Yun Shu's lips curled up meaninglessly, condescendingly looking down at Zhou Shi'an who was sitting on the ground in a mess, with a slow voice full of indescribable mockery, "Co-authors are both Is it my fault?"

She approached Zhou Shi'an slowly, her whole body was full of sharp and dangerous aura, like a god staring at an insignificant speck of dust carelessly.

"Okay, it's all my fault. I let you play volleyball in the sun. I didn't use my 'mind' to control the volleyball. I hit the sand and broke your nails. Anyway, it's all my fault."

At the end of this sarcasm, Yun Shu raised his eyebrows and smiled, his light-colored lips curled up lazily, "Since it's all my 'fault', then, what do you think?"

Under her gaze, Zhou Shi'an shook her body inexplicably, feeling the invisible killing intent surrounding her.

When she impulsively yelled that sentence, she already regretted it. She didn't control her emotions well, but she felt that Yun Shu wouldn't say anything, at least he would give her a step down.

After all, we all know that no matter how fierce the quarrel between celebrities is, even to the extent that they wish to kill each other, on the surface, especially in front of the audience, they have to pretend to be good brothers and sisters.

Who knew, who knew that Yun Shu would dare to tear his skin apart like this!

What she said was her own fault, but no one could tell that she was talking about her, that she was making trouble for no reason.

The expression on his face is even too lazy to pretend it doesn't matter.

Zhou Shi'an looked at Yun Shu dully, hardly knowing how to react.

Seeing her bored look, Yun Shu gave a "tsk", turned around and left. Anyway, she couldn't play volleyball anymore, even if she played, they were number one.

Immediately, she hooked her hands lazily towards the back. This sloppy and indecent gesture made her not appear to be derogatory at all, but inexplicably lazy and confused.

"Let's go and go to rest."

The extremely handsome young man behind him also lowered his eyes and curled his mouth, followed Yun Shu step by step, and handed him a bottle of water in his hand.

The program crew, including Feng Minlei and others, stared at Yun Shu, who just dropped the volleyball game and stopped abruptly halfway through, and Yun Shu, who left the recording scene in a daze, with disbelief all over his eyes.

Is this the confidence to rely on face to eat (⊙o⊙)
They all thought of the same thing in their hearts at the moment.

Damn, they want to be that crazy too.

If you are dissatisfied, turn around and leave. You don't have to worry about the consequences of paying liquidated damages and being scolded for playing big names.

How cool this is!

You made me unhappy, I turned around and left.

Feng Minlei's thinking was slackened for a moment, and after returning to his senses, he quickly shook out this idea. If he dared to be as arrogant as Yun Shu, then there would be no such person in the entertainment industry waiting for him.

It has to be said that capital is needed to do anything, no matter what confidence Yun Shu relies on, even if she doesn't have any confidence and doesn't plan to hang out in the circle, this courage alone is beyond him.

Feng Minlei laughed at himself, he should take his job well and be his laborer.

Gan Lulian was also dumbfounded, not knowing what to do next for a moment.

He stood in a daze for a while, and after being reminded by the program group, he said in a dazed tone, "Then, this is the end of beach volleyball, thank you for watching...?"

Regardless of the audience's strong reaction, the program team immediately shut down the live broadcast.

Feng Minlei and his male fan glanced at each other, and the two agreed to leave. They said hello to the program director, and they watched... the sea...

Anyway, the show can't be recorded for the time being.

(End of this chapter)