Hitting Up The Big Leagues with a Green Tea Personality

  Chapter 225 Can you teach me how to chop wood

  People who work hard, wherever they go, deserve to be respected.

  They are strong-willed, no matter if others are playing, resting or doing anything, they will not be affected, and they will always focus on their own business.

  Such people should succeed.

  But sometimes, they can really stress the people around them.

  Zhen Sasha brought the axe for a moment, and the barrage almost wailed.

[Ah, although Q my family Xu Shuai is cutting firewood, I also want to watch it, but I feel that he doesn’t want to move now, he seems to want to lie down and bask in the sun~ He is full of the leisurely retired old man playing chess in the park, really He can't bear to be disturbed! 】

[My brother He recently got off work late, and the ending of "At that time" was very urgent. He only slept for less than four hours for several days. It hurts very much. Can my brother sit for a while and let him play a game? ? 】

  【I seem to see myself at nine o'clock last night, about to come to a game of kings, and was suddenly called by the boss to work overtime! Oh my day! 】

  【Hey, I want to see my brother and sister play paper games! A few paragraphs of my brother Wang Zhe, I almost caught sight of it! 】

  【Is it an illusion? Why do you feel that Sasha is out of place in this variety show? On the contrary, it is the young Xia Meizhi, who can talk with Xu Shuai and He Xianrou in our family. 】

  【Doesn't the salted fish smell fragrant when lying down? Chopping wood...Can't she ask the villagers! Could it be that my brother He looks a lot like a woodcutter! ? 】

  Zhen Sasha's operation, on the contrary, had a counterproductive effect.

  Li Qiang, the agent, was jumpy.

  And when Xu Rongwei and He Zhihang pointed her together, after Zhen Shasha succeeded in cutting out a crooked firewood, she was still not satisfied and felt that she could do better.

  "Is it because my arm strength is insufficient?"

   "Brother Xu, do you think my position is correct?"

   "Brother He, how can you chop firewood from the middle?"

   is really striving for perfection, but the fans of the two fans are a little depressed, and even the lead-by person is confused.

  【Will the next program be to chop wood for one hour or two hours? 】

  【Can’t fast forward, I’m so uncomfortable! 】

  [I will withdraw first. If Xu Shuai takes off her shirt to show her muscles, I can, but... this female artist is very reluctant to chop wood. I am always worried that she will chop off her foot... I can’t bear to look straight. 】

   [It's a bit annoying, I would rather the four of them chat and talk about gossip in the circle that I don't know! 】

  【I played a game for my brother, so boring. 】

  【The name of the show is simply changed to "Chopping Chai Class". 】

Since the start of the live broadcast, the number of viewers has been rising.

   suddenly dropped at this moment.

  Many people left the live broadcast room.

  Director Lin Sheng saw the data and couldn't help sighing.

  Zhen Sasha had worked with her before, and she thought she was a very smart actress. Why is she so stupid today?

  If it’s normal, of course it’s okay to learn how to chop wood. In the later stage, the boring part will be cut off, and the interactive highlights and the scenes of the obvious progress of cutting wood before and after will be edited, and only the essence will be played.

  This is a non-edited program, that is to say, the guests have to control the rhythm by themselves, and can't really do something that makes the audience feel very boring in front of the camera.

  What's so good about chopping wood?

   "Cut."

  Director Lin raised his hand and motioned to the silent Xia Mint camera.

  At this time, he prefers the true temperament girl Xia.

   Even in a daze.

  Beautiful women in a daze are also better than chopping wood.

   But he didn't expect that not long after the lens passed, he saw the little girl zoomed in on the monitor with a trace of confusion on her perfect face, her red lips closed together.

   "What is she talking about, the radio operator is close!"

  Lin is anxious.

   Soon, he heard it.

  I heard it even with the audience.

"Chopping wood... The hands should hurt..." She frowned and her little pink lips moved. "If I chop too much, I am injured and callused, so I can't accept the hand cream advertisement, and I can't clap my hands in close-up close-ups on TV... …The loss was at least more than 100,000 yuan? Tragedy."

  Director Lin Sheng: "???"

  A bunch of exclamation points on the barrage.

  (End of this chapter)