Obviously it was the manager of the dessert shop who made the first move

Chapter 252

Seeing the three of them arguing at the scene, the director's head was about to explode, and he waved his hands frantically: "Proceed to the program!"

"It's just that I thought it was funny just now, and I was knocked out by a small cart." Lin Weiwei didn't forget the effect of the show, and leaned forward while clutching his waist, which caused a lot of laughter.

Seeing that the barrage gradually returned to normal, Ji Mingyou's eyes flashed a cold light, and he reminded in a cold voice: "Suddenly there is an opened flour bag in the shop, this is too perfunctory."

He stared at the hesitant director with a half-smile, making people flustered.

The director looked at it in embarrassment, and played it back helplessly. Many people noticed something strange, but they were sprayed back by a large number of water troops.

"Everyone, stop arguing. Just take it as my fault. It's not good if you hurt your peace." Seeing that she was gradually at a disadvantage, Zhang Yumeng glared at the director viciously, planning to make a small report to Xu Xiangnan.

Seeing that she was calming down, Lin Weiwei waited for the discomfort in his waist to ease, and pointed to a bullet screen in a calm manner: "Today, there are a lot of new links. I remember there is a line called on-site and off-site. I want to talk to this person. talk."

She could tell that the person with the purple frame was keeping pace.

"Okay, it's time!" Seeing that she put aside her right and wrong and planned to step into the program, the director got connected in a moment of excitement.

Zhang Yumeng's face turned pale, and the navy would not be willing to connect. This link was designed for him.

When her popularity rises, she will point out the hired people, sing and sing together, and then attract fans.

"Isn't the connection part after making the perfect food? It's too early, why don't you make it first, I'm going to make blueberry pie." Zhang Yumeng panicked, took out blueberries from the trolley, and tried to attract Attention, block the connection.

Ji Mingyou contacted quietly, ordered to check the sailors in the show, and said in a deep voice, "This is also a good time, isn't it?"

The sound of "beep beep beep" came, and the fans in the purple border refused to accept and went offline, which made the program group a little embarrassed.

"Well, if you don't want to connect with me, you can also say hello to the guests." Lin Weiwei ordered a few more candidates, all of whom were leading nonsense, and smiled lightly.

She rolled her eyes at the anxious Zhang Yumeng with a smile, as if to say: You are going to reveal your secrets.

I refused to answer several times in a row, and did not reply to the message, which made many people suspicious.

Suddenly, all the fans defending Lin Weiwei disappeared, leaving only the navy active on the big screen. At a glance, they all blamed Lin Weiwei.

Ji Mingyou hid the lit phone, pursed his lips, and leaned lazily on the sofa: "It seems that it's not the fans who made the show popular, but a large number of sailors. It's really strange. I didn't see anything unusual yesterday."

"Don't connect to the program group, maybe no one wants to." Lin Weiwei shrugged his shoulders, and the words he said made people suspicious.

Zhang Yumeng's face froze, and cold sweat broke out behind him. He felt that he was about to play off, and said with a guilty smile: "It's better not to connect. I admit that I rushed forward because I was afraid of falling. I shouldn't wrong Lin Weiwei. .”

"It was my fault, part of the responsibility lies with me, I'm sorry." She was afraid that the two of them would continue, and her means would be exposed sooner or later, so she hurriedly lowered her head.

This show is too popular, she doesn't need to be popular, but she can't lose the face she deserves.

"I said it all, I sprinkled the flour, let's continue to connect." Lin Weiwei smiled instead of anger, as if he didn't want to pursue it anymore.

Ji Mingyou nodded. In order to maintain the quality of the program, he taught Hong Kong-style frozen lemon sparkling water while saying, "That's right, we like the part you designed very much. It's a pity not to be a director."

The program gradually changed like a tea party, only Zhang Yumeng's face became more and more weird, and hundreds of thousands of ants were eating at his heart, almost begging for mercy: "No way, I didn't pay attention to details, and the atmosphere was ruined."

"You can decorate it with mint later." Ji Mingyou's words were like the spring breeze in March. Seeing that the time was almost up, he sent a text message casually.

Ice cubes hit the glass, and black tea is mixed with sparkling water, dripping down the sides of the glass.

Zhang Yumeng's heartstrings were stretched to the extreme, and when she looked up, she saw countless bullet screens passing by, making her eyes ache.

A group of Lin Weiwei's fans were explaining: "We couldn't post barrage just now, there are people behind this navy, it's really amazing."

"I watched the replay. It was obviously the guest's fault, but you blame the victim instead."

Lin Weiwei was overjoyed, pointed at the screen with a smile, and said to the guests beside him, "Look, this is my fan."

Zhang Yumeng must be very clear about her back injury.

"The previous one must have been a misunderstanding, and I said it was my fault." Zhang Yumeng smiled stiffly, clutching her sleeves with both hands, fearing that her image would be ruined in this show.

Seeing that Lin Weiwei's face was gradually turning red, she opened her eyes wide in astonishment.

She knew Lin Weiwei's injuries best, and she personally injured Lin Weiwei and disqualified her from the competition.

It's just that the defeated general under his command is showing off his power here, overwhelming himself.

The director also understood the situation, and before the wind direction changed, he quickly gave Zhang Yumeng a step down and wrote a reminder on the whiteboard: Hurry up and proceed to the next step.

"We don't want to be wronged, or become a pedal." Lin Weiwei glanced meaningfully and touched his waist. It would be difficult if he was busy for a long time.

Ji Mingyou pulled her to sit down, his eyes were deep, and he said in a deep voice: "You are injured, wait patiently for compensation."

Seeing the affectionate look of the two, Zhang Yumeng's nails were pierced into flesh and blood, but she didn't dare to show any real emotion on her face.

"Don't go. I've been trying to explain to you. I never wanted to leave you, so don't be cold to me anymore, understand?" Lin Weiwei said all the words he held in his chest at once, and threatened with his small fist.

Ji Mingyou was stunned, he didn't expect her to be so bold, she said it in the program, with a smile in her eyes, she said softly: "I've lost my temper a long time ago."

If Lin Weiwei leaves him, he will catch up and take her back.

Lin Weiwei's gaze fell into his deep eyes, his ears couldn't help but turn crimson, and he turned his face away awkwardly.

"The relationship between the two of you is very good." Zhang Yumeng's body was already soaked in sweat, and a smile appeared on her gorgeous face, and she said bluntly.

Damn for making her so redundant on the show.

She will not let Lin Weiwei go.

In the clean office, with a "bang", Xu Xiangnan punched the keyboard and stared angrily at the screen.

"It's so embarrassing for Mengmeng. This Ji Mingyou is not young, and he can find someone to control the barrage." He wanted to send someone to eliminate the barrage on the live broadcast, but he couldn't get in at all, so he could only watch helplessly.

At this time, the secretary came in, put a pile of documents on it, and said timidly: "Mr. Xu, we didn't find anything, it was well hidden."

"Damn it, can't you do this well? Just find a little evidence to accuse Ji Mingyou." Xu Xiangnan threw all the documents on the table, his chest heaved violently, his face turned red, and roared angrily.

He couldn't believe that he couldn't handle this store manager!