Life is a Game

The makeup teacher invited by the program group is still very reliable. It may be because the competition time is too long. The contestants are about to face the high temperature stove to make makeup become more important. Jiang Feng feels that the makeup time this time is longer than the time before. A lot more.

Wu Minqi was here, and he ate the buns Wu Minqi had brought him. The two even chatted for a while about Wu Jialiang's newly dyed hairstyle before it was Jiang Feng's turn to put on makeup.

By the time Jiang Feng's makeup and hair are all finished, it is nine o'clock. The same batch of makeup as Jiang Feng is Roland and Wu Minqi, which means that the last batch of makeup duo of the top restaurant background board may not have so much time to complete the makeup and hair.

But it doesn't matter, it is the background board anyway. Even if the two of them make desserts, they are all for Roland. They belong to the layman. They are the same with or without makeup, and the camera will definitely not scan them.

The live broadcast will start on time at ten o'clock, and there is less than an hour left. The early audience has already begun to enter the venue. Sun Maocai is taking the cheat sheet he made last night and is watching carefully. He still has words on his lips. Obviously he wants to be in the game. Go through the soup making process again, so as not to make mistakes during the race.

Sun Jikai is concerned about whether his dad will come to watch the game today. Although he asked for the ticket to Sun Changping, he is not sure whether Sun Changping will come.

Wu Minqi is worrying about whether her father will fight with the Jiang family.

Only Jiang Feng's focus is very strange, he is worried about whether the first row will be enough to sit.

Only the first row has sofa chairs. If the first row is not enough for the Jiang family to sit, the chairs in the back can't bear the weight of more than 200 kilograms.

Just when Jiang Feng was worried and was hesitant to send a message to ask his father about the seating situation of everyone, a staff member hurried into the rest room, walked to Jiang Feng and bent down and whispered: "Mr. Jiang Feng, yours There is something wrong with the family and friends group, you may need to go out..."

Jiang Feng didn't finish his words, he just heard the first half of the sentence and he felt a little stunned, and he was finished thinking about it. It really is, it turned out that there was something wrong with the chair, so he quickly got up and ran away.

The staff member who was left was at a loss, and said the second half sentence blankly: "...Persuade him."

Jiang Feng walked around from the backstage, and when he walked around the auditorium, he realized that it was not the seat problem.

The seating arrangements were very good. The Jiang family sat in the first row all by one, sitting very comfortably. Among them Jiang Shoucheng was leaning comfortably on the soft sofa chair and happily playing with his mobile phone. Jiang Feng only noticed at this time that the seats in the first row were actually longer than those in the next few rows, which was much more, so that the aisle was occupied by no aisle.

Not only can the Jiang family sit down, they even have three more seats.

The problem is the second row.

Obviously, the second ruled out Wu Hanxue, Wu Mama, Wu Jialiang, Sun Changping, Lu Sheng and the old man who Jiang Feng next to Lu Sheng did not know. There were 3 or 4 staff members in the corner and they were surrounding them. Those who are arguing loudly, very intensely, seem to be about to break out of physical conflict.

The Jiang family in the first row is either playing with a mobile phone or sitting back on a chair to watch the show.

Seeing Jiang Feng coming out, the staff standing in front of the first row hurried forward to pull him as they saw the savior, and took him around to the corner of the second row, and said while walking: "Mr. Jiang Feng, you can figure it out. This should be your friend. I told him that our show is not a concert, not a variety show, and no lights are allowed. Moreover, the words on his lights... are not suitable for being filmed. If he sits It’s fine if the rear camera doesn’t sweep, but he just sits in the second row of the camera and must sweep it. We’re straight and can’t edit later. We really can’t lift it up. Please persuade him, this really has to be taken away!"

Jiang Feng was stunned, thinking about friends and lights.

Then he approached, saw the light sign and his friend.

In the middle of the crowd is Wang Hao.

He was clinging to the two stacked lights on his chest, as if he was going to fight hard and defend his dear lights to the death.

These two light boards are quite big, and there are a lot of words on them. One light board says Feng Ge is awesome, and the other light board says Feng Ge must win.

Jiang Feng:...

Where's his rolling pin?

He just wants to use a rolling pin to beat this rebel!

Seeing Jiang Feng coming, Wang Hao was immediately excited just like seeing a savior. He held the light board and stood up, not knowing which switch on the light board was touched, and the LED light on the light board flashed instantly. stand up. Like a neon sign, it was also accompanied by a sound effect similar to that of a sprinkler, instantly becoming the focus of the audience.

Jiang Feng:...

He didn't think he needed a rolling pin anymore, he could hammer this rebellious son with his bare hands now.

"Brother Feng and the others are too much. I called the show crew a few days ago and asked if I could bring a little props that should be used. They clearly said yes. Now I spent money to customize it and brought it, and they said again If you don't want to take it away, how can you do this?" Wang Hao's face was full of dissatisfaction and distress for his custom-made lamp money.

"When you called, you didn't say that it was this kind of light sign. We are live broadcast, and the words on you cannot be broadcast." The staff pointed to Feng Ge's awesome sign, "and You didn't say that your light cards are sound with light effects. Your voice is too sharp and harsh, and you are in the front row. It will definitely affect the competition of the players on the stage."

"Excuse me, please collect the light card. It's best not to return it to him at the end of the game." Jiang Feng reluctantly forced a smile at the staff, forcibly snatching the light card from Wang Hao and handing it to the staff.

The staff ran away holding the light sign happily.

Seeing that it was really hopeless to hold the light sign, Wang Hao couldn't help but sighed in disappointment, then opened the little black bag he carried in front of Jiang Feng and took out two banners from it.

The words on the banner are so familiar.

Brother Feng is awesome!

Feng Ge must win!

Jiang Feng:...

He has to wonder if Wang Hao received the money from Chef Arnold, the purpose is to destroy his mentality before the game and make him play abnormally during the game.

"This is how you have written advertising copy for others this year?" Jiang Feng was really surprised. Wang Hao's level of publicity is still an excellent employee of his company. Has this company not gone bankrupt?

Wang Hao smiled shyly: "I usually don't feel ashamed to tell you, Brother Feng, you don't understand, current customers like this direct and exaggerated style."

Jiang Feng turned around silently and asked Jiang Shoucheng and Jiang Zaide in the front row to deal with Wang Hao's problem. After all, Jiang Shoucheng is professional in handling medical troubles~www.novelmtl.com~ Brother Cheng, Brother De, please deal with him. Jiang Feng pointed to Wang Hao behind him and left without looking back.

Jiang Shoucheng and Jiang Zaide, who were originally concentrating on mobile phones, quickly put down their phones and began to help Jiang Feng deal with Wang Hao's pre-match obstacle.

"Brother Feng, Brother Feng, don't, just make a joke. The light card is a joke. Press the switch twice, only the light and no sound effects. No, I actually want to help you pull a banner, really, you believe me , Really, banners are very useful. Feng Ge, Feng Ge, don’t be like this! De, Cheng, we are all old acquaintances, we can’t make it, we can’t make it, I take it myself, don’t do it, don’t...it hurts, really hurts , Brother Cheng, I promise...Brother Feng!"

Jiang Feng happily returned to the background.

The Wu family and the melon-eaters who have witnessed everything:...

Wu Hanxue frowned and shook his head with some discomfort: "It's a nonsense!"

Mother Wu thought the interaction between Jiang Feng and Wang Hao was very interesting, and said with a smile: "I think it's pretty good, relax before the game, Xiaofeng's friend is very interesting."

"Didn’t Qiqi say that? We can sit here and eat the porridge made by Xiaofeng later. I remember that when you were watching variety shows, you wanted to taste the porridge made by him. Today, you have achieved your wish. "Wu's mother said.

Wu Han learns seriously: "What do you see in variety shows? Don't talk nonsense. I never watch variety shows.

Wu Jialiang: "Puff."

"Jialiang, what are you pouting?" Wu Han looked at his nephew coldly.

"It's nothing, it's drooling." Wu Jialiang was serious immediately and took out his mobile phone to send a message to Wu Minqi.

Wu Jialiang: Your dad wants to drink porridge made by Jiang Feng.

Wu Minqi: (296106906107)1277