Chapter 205 Black and Red Idol 15
Said to the air.
"The production team asked us to turn on the cameras. Please pay attention to your image."
After hearing this, the fans of Xie Zhixing and Li Muran in the live broadcast room all laughed.
Everyone knows that their brothers are very fond of idols.
In all the shots, the makeup and hair are complete, and there are no ugly pictures.
Do you still need him to remind you?
Weird!
It must be weird!
I want to imply that their brother usually relies on makeup.
In the camera, two people were seen lying motionless on two beds and suddenly they sat up.
It jumped out just like a carp somersault.
Both of them have their backs to the camera.
But it can't hide their messy hair.
Li Muran was better off because his hair was short to begin with, so no matter how messy it was, it wouldn't be that messy.
But Xie Zhixing was in a very messed up situation...he became a street beggar.
and.
[I am dying of laughter. There are two big red flowers, my mother’s favorite, printed on the back of Xie Zhixing’s pajamas.]
[No, where is my gentle and kind young man who returned home? Was he killed by the production crew? I'm going to call the police to arrest you.]
[Li Muran has a great figure. Why does my husband wear clothes to sleep? It's so formal.]
[So, those who just said they were hoping to grab the spotlight, could it be that your brother hasn’t gotten up yet?]
I heard the camera was on.
The two people who have a heavy idol image completed all the makeup in a strange posture with their backs to the camera the whole time.
Then he greeted the camera.
A group of people licking the screen appeared in the barrage again.
Because the camera was on, the three of them were not used to it at first and were a little reserved.
After the morning passed, the three of them gradually forgot the existence of the camera.
For example, now, Xie Zhixing, whose diet is strictly controlled by his agent, starts to eat a big piece of meat with his back to the camera.
I thought I had done it perfectly.
But he forgot the microphone he always had on his collar.
So the audience looked at their brother's handsome back, which was as gentle as jade, and there was even a book on the table.
What the microphone recorded was the sound of a plastic bag being torn.
There was also the sound of Xie Zhixing chewing.
"It's so delicious. Share some with Li Muran and Qi Wang."
As soon as he finished speaking, the audience saw Xie Zhixing in the camera suddenly stand up.
His hands were handsomely inserted into the pockets of his sweatshirt, if he hadn't heard what Xie Zhixing just said.
No one might notice that his pockets were bulging.
Xie Zhixing pretended to walk casually to Li Muran's desk, leaving a handsome back to the camera.
He took something out of his hand and threw it on Li Muran's desk.
Then he suddenly said loudly: "I bought some vitamin C a few days ago. It's good for my skin."
Li Muran saw the several bags of meat snacks on the table and held his forehead helplessly.
Xie Zhixing signaled him to hide the snacks quickly, then turned around and walked to the prayer table and performed the same trick again.
Qi Wang looked at the large piece of meat on the table, then raised his head and winked at Xie Zhixing.
"You're in the army again?"
"Ah? What soldiers?" Xie Zhixing didn't understand what Qiwang meant.
"Nervous soldier."
Xie Zhixing looked at Qi Wang's flawless lips and uttered three cold and ruthless words to him.
He was unhappy in his heart. He owed it to Qiwang to share the big knife of meat with him. Qiwang had such a cruel heart!
Before he could say anything, he saw Qi Wang raised his hand and pointed at the microphone on the corner of his clothes.
"You don't just remember the microphone on the camera."
......
Xie Zhixing stood where he was.
Broken.
"Did you find out a long time ago and didn't remind me? I hate you, I hate this world, I hate Da Dao Rou... Forget it, Da Dao Rou, I will always love you."