Entertainment: The path of superstars from yearning

“I’m here to help!” Zhang Zifeng ran out at this time and said.
“Fengfeng…” Zhao Jinmai hugged Zhang Zifeng aggrievedly.
Zhang Zifeng smiled helplessly: “What’s the matter?”
Zhao Jinmai said aggrievedly: “My hands are sore!”
Zhang Zifeng couldn’t help laughing, hugged Zhao Jinmai and patted her on the head and said, “I’m here to help you! Be good!”
Meng Feibai and Wang Xiaochen looked at each other and sighed helplessly.
“Okay, okay, two ancestors, hurry up and finish this point!” Meng Feibai came over and said, holding one hand.
Zhao Jinmai looked at Meng Feibai holding Zhang Zifeng’s other hand, and his face collapsed again.
Looking at Zhang Zifeng’s eyes, there was also a hint of hostility.
Zhang Zifeng didn’t respond, but just looked at Meng Feibai with a smile.
. . . . . .
“We’re back!” After struggling for half the hut, the four of them finally returned to the mushroom hut.
“Finished?” He Jiong asked.
Meng Feibai nodded: “It’s over, I’ll be exhausted soon!”
He wet a towel and said to Zhao Jinmai, “Come on, wipe it off!”
Zhao Jinmai closed his eyes and moved his face closer!

Meng Feibai wiped her face, and then said: “Go and change clothes.”
“How about I just take a shower!” Zhao Jinmai said.
Meng Fei thought for a while, nodded and said, “That’s fine.”
“Fei Bai, come here!” Wang Zhengyu came to the yard with an elemental expression.
Meng Fei washed his hands in vain, and followed him to the recording studio: “What’s wrong?”
Wang Zhengyu hesitated for a moment and said, “Well…it’s like this, the program team is going to buy a trending search for Hu Xianxu and Zifeng.”
Meng Feibai frowned: “What do you mean?”
Wang Zhengyu said, “It’s just to stir up CP.”
Meng Fei frowned, but he was not angry: “If you ask for my opinion, then I definitely disagree.”
Wang Zhengyu said earnestly: “The program group also needs popularity! And Zifeng and Xianxu also need popularity and marketing.”
Meng Feibai: “I can praise Zifeng, she doesn’t need such enthusiasm.”
Wang Zhengyu was stunned for a moment: “What about Hu Xianxu?”
Meng Feibai: “None of my business!”
Wang Zhengyu: “…”
Meng Fei took a sip of water and said, “You want a topic, right? I’ll give you a topic.”
Wang Zhengyu’s eyes lit up: “What topic?”
Meng Feibai said with a mysterious expression: “Then don’t worry about it, anyway, it must be better than the fried CP, just wait for the show to be broadcast and become popular.”
Wang Zhengyu immediately said with a smile on his face: “Hahaha, you are still reliable! To be honest, I have always felt that speculation in CP is unreliable. Now there is a better way, and I am very happy!”
Meng Feibai expressed his contempt for Wang Zhenghe’s extremely straightforward villainous behavior, and wished he could directlyflippers in his face.
I’ve never seen someone change his face so quickly, at least stick to it and take care of Xiao Hu’s feelings!
After three seconds of silent mourning for classmate Xiao Hu, Meng Feibai also returned to the Mushroom House, ready to create a topic.
“Teacher He, let me tell you something!” Meng Feibai leaned over to He Jiong and said.
He Jiong nodded and moved his head closer.
Meng Feibai: “Director Wang told me just now, blah blah blah!”
Of course, it is best to pull He Jiong to create a topic. With He Jiong’s skill, after creating a topic, he can cover the bottom line very well and resolve the embarrassment caused by the topic.
“Student Hu!” Meng Fei smiled and looked at Hu Xianxu.
“Meng…Teacher Meng!” Hu Xianxu looked at Meng Feibai for some reason, and instinctively wanted to avoid it.
I don’t know if it was an illusion, but he felt that Meng Feibai would take out a sickle and chop him at any time.
It was just a faint feeling when I first came here, but after Meng Feibai left just now, this feeling was particularly strong.
“Hey hey hey hey, don’t be so pretentious! What’s your name teacher? You can just call me brother.” Meng Feibai still had a smile on his face.
The more kindly Meng Feibai behaved, the more flustered Hu Xianxu became: “Mr. Meng, if you have something to say, just say it straight away?”
Meng Feibai smiled and said: “No, I just see you are working hard, so come here and take care of me.”
Hu Xianxu: “No…no, you worked harder.”
Meng Fei patted Xiao Hu on the shoulder, then walked into the kitchen.
He Jiong leaned over and couldn’t help laughing and said, “Oh my God, aren’t you too jealous?”
Meng Fei put his arms around He Jiong and said, “Where do I have it?”
He Jiong looked at classmate Xiao Hu: “Look at how frightened the child is? This is Wang Zhengyu’s fault, you can make him go.”
Meng Feibai: “Wang Zhengyu is too familiar, so I can’t do it.”
“Pfft~!~” He Jiong, who was drinking water, spit it out in one gulp upon hearing this.
“What are you two talking about?” Huang Lei looked at He Jiong who was spraying and said with a smile.
He Jiong smiled and waved his hands and said, “It’s nothing, let’s cook your meal.”
Huang Lei smiled while cooking: “You two are going to unite the front now, so don’t tell me anything you discuss.”
He Jiong sighed, and said to Meng Feibai, “Why don’t you tell him?”
Meng Feibai thought for a while and said, “Do you think Wang Zhengyu is dead?”
Huang Lei was stunned for a moment: “What’s the matter?”
He Jiong looked at Meng Feibai: “I want to see a good show.”
Meng Fei smiled and nodded: “Then tell him!”
He Jiong walked over and whispered, “Wang Zhengyu is going to fry CP for his sister and Hu Xianxu.”
Huang Lei was stunned for a moment, and then he searched for something around him.
“Peng Peng, where’s the sickle? You, Mr. Huang, are going to kill someone!” Meng Feibai shouted outside.
Peng Yuchang’s voice came: “It’s hanging on the dustpan!”
Huang Lei looked up and saw a sickle. He picked up the sickle and was about to go out.
“Aren’t you going to stop it?” He Jiong asked.
Meng Fei smiled and said, “Five seconds, definitely come back. Five, four, three, two, one!”
As soon as he finished speaking, Huang Lei returned to the kitchen with a sickle in his hand, muttering, “Let him go today.”
“Pfft ha ha ha ha…” He Jiong burst out laughing instantly.
Wang Zhengyu, who was in the recording studio, saw Huang Lei rushing out with a sickle, and was so frightened that he was covered in cold sweat.
After seeing Huang Lei walk a few steps and then go back, he breathed a sigh of relief.
“You see, you see! I said he’ll be back in five seconds!” Meng Feibai said to He Jiong in a low voice.
He Jiong smiled and nodded, his expression management was completely out of control.
“It’s a pity that this episode can’t be broadcast, otherwise it would be too much fun!” He Jiong said with a smile. .