Chapter 142

The big elm is as green as pine. It is covered with inch by inch shade. Occasionally, the naughty morning light penetrates the gap between the branches and falls on the girl's hair and skirt, like a jumping spirit, surrounded by the fallen fairy.

All fans and viewers' first impressions of the mirror originated here and will be unforgettable for life.

She is a fairy who occasionally falls to the earth. She is spotless and free from vulgarity. It is difficult for the world vocabulary to describe her half charm.

At this moment, many people are aphasia.

Qufeitai's pupils shrink slightly, and his heart is like a roller coaster. No one can understand the impact from the bottom of the valley to the climax.

Qu Feitai subconsciously wanted to go over and raised his steps. Suddenly he thought he was recording a program. He frowned hard and was a little annoyed.

Blind impulse may bring unexpected trouble to Mingjing. He can only endure and pretend to be a stranger in front of everyone.

Realizing that Mingjing is the newcomer in everyone's mouth, Qu Feitai's mood is complicated for a time.

Spiegel wants to enter the entertainment industry?

It's not bad, but the mirror is too clean. It's easy to be bullied in this circle. It's just that he will cover it in the future.

He suddenly thought of what Mingjing said to him when he got out of the elevator the night before yesterday.

The surprise is around the next corner.

It turned out to be a big surprise.

Spiegel had vaguely reminded him that he was stupid and didn't realize it.

I thought I would face a long separation. I didn't expect to meet again when recording a variety show. I got along day and night for three days. God really treated him very well.

All kinds of thoughts surged in my mind. Qu Feitai looked at the girl who walked in. The cold eyebrows softened inch by inch with the speed visible to the naked eye, and the eyes were extremely gentle.

Everyone's attention is on the mirror, so no one has noticed the change of Qu Feitai's expression for the time being.

Han Ying first reacted, trotted up and took the suitcase in Mingjing's hand. It was so light that she had to stay for three days. Xiao Wenwen pulled three exaggerated big suitcases, all full.

"Hello, I'm Han Ying. Welcome to the cabin." Han Ying scratched her head in embarrassment and showed the shyness of a pure boy incisively and vividly.

Mingjing smiled softly: "Hello, I'm Mingjing."

"Bright mirror, bright mirror." Han Ying chewed the name and sighed, "it sounds good."

A man is like his name.

He racked his brains and didn't expect such a great beauty in the entertainment industry. Otherwise, he wouldn't be silent until now. It seems that he is really a newcomer for the first time.

Zou Jingyu sighed: "beauty is like flowers across the clouds. It seems that the entertainment circle will be lively again."

Zhao Xinrong shouted, "director, where did you find such a clever little girl? Our conditions here are harsh. Don't let other little girls be wronged. I'm the first to quit."

Zhao Xinrong's words relieved the cold atmosphere. Xiao Wenwen reacted and subconsciously looked at the qufeitai and frowned.

Mingjing came near, smiled and said calmly: "Hello, teachers. I'm Mingjing. Please forgive me for coming for the first time."

Zou Jingyu said with a smile, "Mingjing, a good name, reminds me of a Bodhi verse. Bodhi has no trees, Mingjing is not a platform, and there is nothing. Where does it cause dust?"

The words fell and looked at the curved flying platform. "You two have a lot of luck."

Qu Feitai was stunned and suddenly looked at the mirror. His eyes were deep and surging undercurrent.

The bright mirror glanced across the flying platform without leaving any trace, smiled faintly and said nothing.

"Today, our cabin is gorgeous. I don't have enough for handsome boys and beautiful women to get together." Zhao Xinrong jumped out to make a round. The sun was getting bigger and bigger outside and called everyone into the house.

Qu Feitai deliberately lagged behind and walked side by side with the mirror. From the angle invisible to the camera, he quickly lowered his voice and said, "why don't you tell me in advance that you want to participate in the program? I just scared me. I thought it was a ghost."

Xiao Wenwen, who was walking behind Qu Feitai, looked up strangely at the back of Qu Feitai, and then fell on the mirror. She saw the girl's white skirt across the threshold, and the silver thread lotus embroidered on the skirt was reflected by the sun.

Xiao Wenwen subconsciously narrowed her eyes.

Han Ying, who fell at the end, said with emotion: "it's just so for fairies to come down to earth." He glanced at Xiao Wenwen walking beside him.

"Look at other people's goddess aura, and then look at your ashen dress. Ouch, I'll go."

Xiao Wenwen glared at him: "shut up."

Han Ying spits out her tongue mischievously.

Among the four permanent guests of the program, Zou Jingyu is a respected old artist in the entertainment industry. He is close to the age of knowing his destiny. He has lived a semi retired life. He likes poetry, songs and Fu, and rural farmers. He has supported the whole program on his own.

Zhao Xinrong is a famous comedian in the circle. He is a frequent visitor to the Spring Festival Gala every year, and his popularity has burst.

Han Ying is a well-known child star. He is 15 years old. He is naughty and likes to tease people most.

Xiao Wenwen is a newcomer stuffed in by advertisers this season. She has no fan base. She just comes to rub the popularity of the road. She doesn't deal with Han Ying. As long as no one pays attention, she starts to quarrel, and Han Ying always tries to hurt her. Xiao Wenwen dreams of beating him.

Several people entered the house. Han Ying, who had been lazy and didn't even want to choose vegetables, suddenly became diligent. She was busy serving tea and pouring water. She looked very attentive.

"Mold and sample." Xiao Wenwen secretly skimmed her lips.

"Mingjing, you drink tea. This is the wild chrysanthemum I picked myself. It was washed and dried." Han Ying brings a cup of chrysanthemum tea to Mingjing.

"Thank you." The mirror took it with both hands.

"Brother Qu, you drink it too. It's hot. You drink chrysanthemum tea to cool down the fire." He was not so considerate to Qu Feitai. He put the tea cup on the table in front of him.

Qu Feitai nodded.

Looking at the handsome men and women in front of him, Zou Jingyu smiled. It was a visual feast.

"Oh, mirror, why is your skirt dirty?" Xiao Wenwen suddenly pointed to a piece of dirt on the mirror skirt and said.

Everyone's eyes fell on the mirror's skirt along the direction pointed by Xiao Wenwen.

"Mingjing, you may not know that our program is to work. You wear such ungrounded clothes. How should you work? Although it looks good, you should also consider the actual situation. We don't raise idle people in our program," said Xiao Wenwen with a lovely face. She said it in a delicate tone, just like reminding Mingjing very attentively, Coupled with those innocent big eyes, it's really considerate.

It is conceivable that after the program was broadcast, Xiao Wenwen's words were enough to make the other party autistic by the audience.

Is it to experience farm life or T-stage show? Get out of the cabin if you don't want to work. There are no idle people here. Such scolding words are a clear blow to a newcomer without any fan base.

Xiao Wenwen turned up her mouth when she said these words. She came to the program wearing a white skirt. She really thought she was a fairy. She didn't even dare to wear a more beautiful skirt. The saliva of the audience can drown her. Now the audience is impetuous and picky. She won't give you the opportunity to explain at all.

She thought the other party would be anxious to explain, but what disappointed her was that Mingjing held the old enamel cup and sipped the tea gently. She was slow and elegant. The dirt on her skirt did not affect her pure and gentle temperament.

Xiao Wenwen was a little stuffy, as if she had hit the cotton with a fist.

"You don't look good in a skirt. You know yourself well. Why should you ask people to be like you? Besides, when people arrive and haven't even had a cup of tea, they let them work. That's the way of hospitality as a host?" Han Ying said with a playful smile, with an implied sarcasm.

Xiao Wenwen glared at him and saw the smelly boy with open eyes.

"Ha ha, Wenwen may be so happy to see that a female companion has finally come. Mingjing, don't take it to heart. Go to work in the field if you want. We don't force you." Zhao Xinrong stood up and made a round.

Mingjing really looks like a young lady who doesn't touch the spring water. It's estimated that she is another master with a background. She comes to rub the flow of the flying platform. This can only be held. If you want her to work in the field, she's tired without taking two steps. Then turn to the gold Lord to sue them, which virtually offends people.

Zhao Xinrong, who has been in the entertainment industry for half his life, knows too much about the style of this big lady.

Anyway, at that time, the late editing, all the demons will be cut off. As long as the audience's public opinion has the upper hand, they are not afraid.

"OK." The mirror nodded happily.

She agreed so easily. Zhao Xinrong's smile remained unchanged, but she sneered at her heart.

It seems that he doesn't even care about face and Kung Fu. Which capital is ready to promote?

Look at the canary in captivity by the rich.

Xiao Wenwen said, "Mingjing, I'll take you to the room to put your luggage first. There are few rooms here. You can sleep with me at night."

Then he carried the suitcase of the mirror and said exaggeratedly, "mirror, why are you so few things?"

The bright mirror took over and said faintly, "travel with Jane." Then he went upstairs with his luggage.

Xiao Wenwen was stunned and hurried to catch up.

Han Ying said to Qu Feitai, "brother Qu, let's go upstairs and put our luggage down. After putting our luggage down, I'll show you around here. The scenery is good."

Qu Feitai nodded to Zhao Xinrong and Zou Jingyu and went upstairs with his suitcase. Han Ying wanted to help Qu Feitai carry it, but Qu Feitai refused.

Zou Jingyu drank a cup of tea, looked at the direction of the second floor and said with a smile: "the ratings of this issue are going to burst."

Zhao Xinrong said: "qufeitai is very different from what I imagined. They say he is high and cold. I look good. He is a modest young man."

Then he glanced at the camera, lowered his voice and said, "this is called the mirror. What's the origin?"

Zou Jingyu shook his head calmly: "I don't know. Ask the director."

Zhao Xinrong glanced at him: "didn't Sister Zhang tell you? I don't believe it. Give me a letter to prepare my brother."

Sister Zhang is Zhang Yun, the chief producer of the program and Zou Jingyu's wife. It's Zhang Yun's job to invite guests.

Zou Jingyu coughed: "Lao Zhao, you are sometimes too cautious. No matter what her background, she is just a guest of the program now. Just treat her with an ordinary heart."

Zhao Xinrong smacked and touched: "I know."

Listening to Zou Jingyu's tone, he should have no background. He can breathe a sigh of relief.

Zou Jingyu just smiled and continued to drink tea.

There are three rooms on the second floor. Zou Jingyu, Zhao Xinrong and Han Ying sleep in a master bedroom, and Qu Feitai is the only treatment for a single room, while Mingjing sleeps in a room with Xiao Wenwen.

The room is very small. There is a single bed on the left and right against the wall. Xiao Wenwen points to the bed next to the door: "you sleep this."

There are two open suitcases on the ground. Clothes are thrown everywhere. A long table against the wall is filled with bottles and cans. A large cup of overnight scented tea that has drunk half of it emits an unfriendly smell.

On the small bed against the wall, the quilt and pillow were rolled together, and the half eaten potato chips were thrown at the head of the bed. Hair and potato chips were scattered on the ground.

The mirror glanced faintly and went to the bed. I saw a few clothes thrown on the bed.

Xiao Wenwen quickly took it away and said with a smile: "sorry, the director informed me relatively late. I didn't have time to clean up. Although I looked at the chaos, it was orderly in the chaos."

Mingjing ignored her and opened the suitcase. Xiao Wenwen came over and took a look. She thought it was full of things. She didn't know that there were fewer things than she thought.

A pajama, a change of clothes, a small wash bag, and a storage bag that should be used for underwear.

No snacks, no cosmetics, no beautiful clothes

Xiao Wenwen stared at the girl's flawless white skin, which was too much.