Scum Male’s Whitewashing Manual

39. Let’s Talk About that Scumbag Actor (6) Second Update

[Survival in the Wild] has been on the topic list since the first day. It comes with comparison pictures and netizens have their own subtitles.

Two pictures, the first one shows the singer team wrapped in blankets, shivering together, the singer's expression is full of confidence, "Don't be afraid, the actor team must be worse than us!"

In the second picture, Wei Mingyan and Song Qi are also surrounded by blankets. Stormy is snuggling up in his own little blanket, relying on the two of them. In the warm firelight, the two surrounded by blankets are smiling. Eat grilled fish and feel relaxed.

There are also videos edited by PipiXia netizens. First, the movie king team’s heartwarming grilled fish, BGM: Today is a good day.

After singing happily for a long time, the scene changed and we arrived at the singing team. Several people gathered together and shivered.

[Snowflakes are fluttering, the north wind is blowing~the world is vast~]

This strong contrast makes the audience laugh out loud. The key is because the distance between the two teams is relatively far. The God of Songs team insists that the Best Actor team is as miserable as them, or even worse.

On the second day, the singing team finally got out of the blanket pitifully. Since there was no fire or tent, the three of them had to huddle together and barely survive the night.

When they got up in the morning, the three of them were high-spirited and ready to start their journey of survival. Before leaving, the martial arts brother proposed: "Brother, please sing a song that fits our current mood!"

The audience looked at the martial artist's confident look and knew he was ready for a big fight. At the critical moment, the singer opened his voice.

"I'm holding a steamed bun in my hand..."

【puff! ! ! ! 】

[Hahahaha I am eating, do you want to be so naughty? ! 】

[Hahahaha, look at Brother Wu Da’s expression, he looks hopeless, hahaha! ! 】

I have to say that the singer is really good at variety shows. It is estimated that after this show ends, he will become popular.

Let’s look at the perspective of the movie king team.

The two of them led the storm around to observe the surrounding environment. Wei Mingyan stretched out his hand in the air with a thoughtful look. Three seconds later, with Song Qi's incomprehensible expression, he said seriously, "It will rain tonight."

Song Qi was really confused, "How did you tell?"

Why didn't she know that Wei Mingyan also had the function of measuring rain?

Wei Mingyan could tell that after the two of them spent the night huddled in a tent last night, Song Qi's attitude towards him had improved a lot, and her speech became more and more like when they were in love before.

The man was a little happy because of this discovery. He pointed to the dew on the tree nearby and said, "Look, water."

Pointing to the clear sky, he said, "At about eight o'clock tonight, it will rain on this small island. We need to prepare early."

Song Qi looked at the dew on the branches with confusion, and then looked at the sky, which didn't look like it was going to rain. She asked in a skeptical tone, "Can you tell whether it's going to rain or not by looking at the dew?"

The viewers who were watching the live broadcast also began to make their own guesses.

[I heard that experienced fishermen can judge when it will rain based on the air humidity. Do you think Brother Yan was judging when he stretched out his hand just now? 】

[Brother Yan still has this skill? So versatile! 】

[Don’t be too happy too early, in case he guesses wrong]

Just as there were more and more barrages, the man on the screen curled his lips confidently and showed a handsome smile, "I checked the weather forecast before coming here."

Song Qi: "..."

audience:"……"

Wei Mingyan turned to Song Qi and smiled proudly, "Let's go, let's move!"

His expression was very complicated, and he seemed to want to express his reserve, but his expression also sent out a message: praise me quickly, praise me quickly!

Song Qi wanted to laugh when she saw the man like this, her expression became more and more relaxed, and she asked, somewhat dumbfounded, "Then why did you look like that just now?"

"Didn't I just finish filming the role of the National Master? He was like this when he prayed for rain."

As he spoke, Wei Mingyan stretched out his hand, twitched the air inexplicably, squinted his eyes slightly, and said in a calm voice, "Your Majesty, don't panic, it will rain tonight."

I have to say that the actor's acting skills are really good. Although he is wearing modern clothes and holding a knife in his hand, the aura of a national master still emerges. Song Qi couldn't help laughing and slapped him on the shoulder, "National Master, You are a drama queen.”

The man turned around, stretched out his hand and made a standard invitation, "Huang Sang, let's move!"

【233333 It’s as gentle as jade as promised! Who is this funny guy! 】

[Look at the crazy look on the young lady’s face, hahahaha! 】

[I, I can’t do it anymore. I sprayed three times while watching this live broadcast during one meal. I can’t do it anymore. I can’t do it anymore.]

[Did everyone really not notice the problem with Brother Yan’s sentence just now? He said, didn’t I play the role of a national master? When did Brother Yan play the role of a national master? 】

[Newly shot, right? But his tone sounded like Miss Song Qi should know. Is it possible that the two of them knew each other? 】

[We are all in the same circle, so we must know each other, right? 】

Song Qi did know the role of the National Master played by Wei Mingyan. In order to figure out this role, the two of them had dialogue dialogues at home. At that time, the two were still in love, and their nicknames became the National Master Emperor.

I didn't expect that after breaking up, we could still call each other this way.

The Movie King team confirmed that it would rain at night and started moving. Wei Mingyan was carrying a big bag and holding their stone pot in his hand. The fire was not easy to hold, so he had to carefully select dry wood to carry with him.

Song Qi was carrying a relatively small bag and holding a few bamboo poles. Storm followed the two masters happily, holding a small package in his mouth and shaking his tail happily.

The Song God team started hunting. There were pheasants on this island, but if they were really allowed to catch them, they would definitely starve to death, so the program team randomly released domestic chickens everywhere. Of course, the place was so big that if they wanted to eat chickens, they had to catch them themselves.

They were catching chickens now. The Song God was holding a piece of wood picked up on the road, lurking behind a tree, eager to try the big rooster pecking at something on the ground.

This was their tenth failure. If they failed again, the sun would set. Facing the tired teammates, the Song God chose to encourage them.

"Once we catch this chicken, we'll eat it! Mingyan and his family may not even have chickens."

The little girl Yueyue wiped the sweat off her head, "But brother, they have a dog."

The God of Song said with certainty, "It's useless to have a dog! That dog is not a hound. My family has a dog, and his dog is old, so it's definitely useless. And Qiqi is a little girl. She's fine if you ask her to cook in the kitchen, but Mingyan has mysophobia. She has to wash an apple three times before eating it, and then peel it. Catching a chicken? It will definitely take a long time!"

"Brother, I'm a little girl too."

The God of Song: "...Yueyue, I'll go from this side, you go from that side, behind your brother Wu, let's catch it together and make braised chicken, okay!"

The little girl clenched the stick in her hand, nodded firmly, "Okay!"

The God of Song, the martial arts brother, and the little girl Yueyue formed a triangle and began to encircle.

Closer, closer, closer...

"Hey!" The sudden voice interrupted, and the big rooster was startled and ran away. Before they could react, a shadow flashed by, and a panicked cry sounded the next second. Then, the three people looked at the big yellow dog in confusion as it slowly walked out with the big rooster flapping its wings and struggling.

Its steps were very elegant, and its tail was wagging calmly. When it passed by the trio, it didn't even look at them. It looked straight ahead and came to the man who came out of the bushes with noble and cold eyes.

Under the stupid gaze of the three people, the legendary, old, useless, and not a hound, big yellow dog lowered its head, put the half-dead rooster at the man's feet, and happily called to the man while wagging its tail, "Woof!"

"Storm is great!" Wei Mingyan was not stingy with praise, and gently stroked the old dog's head to praise it. Sure enough, its tail wagged even more, and it happily rubbed the man's slender hand.

"Brother, what a coincidence, where are the chickens you caught?"

Wei Mingyan picked up the chicken on the ground and handed it to Song Qi who was walking behind him. Seeing that she had taken it, he greeted the three people with a smile.

"Ah, where are the chickens..." As the captain, the God of Song was of course the first to come out to negotiate in the face of "provocation".

He would never let the opposite team see their predicament even if they lost the battle!

Looking at the three people who looked haggard after just one night, the man asked knowingly with a bad heart, "Where are the chickens you caught?"

The God of Song fell into deep thought, "Ah... in that, in..."

Does he mean to say that it is better to be in the base, or to put it up?

The little girl Yueyue saw that the captain was hesitant and unclear, so she volunteered to answer in a crisp voice, "It is in Sister Qiqi's hands."

[Haha ... 】

【Look at the expression of the God of Song. Life is hopeless. It's just too much. Hahaha】

【Music: Snowflakes are falling and the north wind is whistling~】

The God of Song has given up on pretending. He quickly glanced at the belongings of the two people opposite him and coughed, "Mingyan, Qiqi, did you sleep well last night?"

"Very well, the tent is windproof, we roasted the fire, and ate fish. Brother, did you eat roasted fish? The fish here tastes really good."

The God of Song: "... I ate it, it's delicious and fragrant!"

"Okay, brother, we'll leave first. By the way, I'll give you a free message. It's going to rain tonight. You should get ready early."

Watching the two people leaving with neat clothes and clean faces, Yueyue looked up at the captain in confusion: "Brother, when are we going to eat fish?"

The martial arts brother also asked, "Do we have to find a place to hide from the rain?"

The God of Song suffered a huge trauma physically and mentally, but he still covered his fragile heart tightly. He looked up at the weather and narrowed his eyes, realizing that things were not simple.

"This program group has never told the guests about the weather, and you see, the sky is so clear and the sun is so bright, how could it rain?"

"I know Mingyan, he is a cunning guy, he must be deliberately confusing us, wanting us to work in vain, tut tut tut, his mind is unfathomable!"

The martial arts brother scratched his head, "But I think Brother Yan is a good person."

Yueyue agreed, with a look of distrust, "Brother, you said before that the storm is useless."

Unexpectedly, the two team members did not believe in their own judgment, and the singing god had to stabilize the rear first, "You believe me! It is absolutely impossible to rain tonight, this is definitely a spoof by Mingyan!"

"Believe me one last time, okay?"

"If it rains tonight! I will sing the Little Waist live!"

In the evening

The trio sat under the banana leaves, and the sound of the rain fell.

Yueyue was shielded from the rain by the two of them. She looked at the Goddess of Song who was enjoying the sound of rain hitting her face and looking out with a contemplative look on her face. Her fair and tender little face was full of curiosity.

"Brother, I've never heard of a small waist. Does it sound good?"

The author has something to say: Not late! ! !

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