1760 I Almost Told Her to Get Lost.

"If I can't untie it, Master Ling, you have to help." Jiang Yuhan said.

"Competition game, why should I help you?" Han Zhuoling said coldly.

It was clearly written on his face: How shameless are you?

It was rare that Han Zhuoling actually revealed his thoughts directly on his face, allowing others to see clearly.

Jiang Yuhan's face trembled near the corner of her mouth, and she turned to Lu Dongliu, "Director Lu, will tomorrow's show be a solo competition or a team competition?"

Lu Dongliu said with a "haha" smile: "The content of each episode of our recording is confidential. There is no script, and we will not disclose the content to the guests in advance, so that we can shoot the most realistic effect. So I can't say now, wait until tomorrow You’ll know once you start recording.”

Jiang Yuhan said to Han Zhuoling again: "Master Ling, if we agree on a team competition tomorrow. If we are in one team, I won't worry. But if we are divided into two teams, you must be merciful."

"Why?" Han Zhuoling asked coldly.

"Ah?" Jiang Yuhan was confused by Han Zhuoling's question.

Generally speaking, isn't it polite to say yes?

How can you ask why?

"Because...because...I..."

"Because you are a woman, I have to show mercy to you?" Han Zhuoling said sarcastically.

Jiang Yuhan bit her lip pitifully. Even if she didn't want to help, how could she say it so shamelessly.

"Miss Jiang." Han Zhuoling called.

Before, it was Jiang Yuhan who took the initiative to talk to Han Zhuoling.

Han Zhuoling has never taken the initiative to say anything to Jiang Yuhan.

When she heard Han Zhuoling take the initiative to call her, Jiang Yuhan raised her head in surprise, "Master Ling?"

Han Zhuoling turned a blind eye to Jiang Yuhan's happy look, "Please stay away from me."

"Wha...what?" Jiang Yuhan's eyes widened in disbelief.

Han Zhuoling...he almost told her to get out!

Han Zhuoling glanced at his arm lightly and said, "You squeezed me."

Everyone takes a look, right?

Jiang Yuhan kept leaning against Han Zhuoling, and her eye-catching big breasts were just about to squeeze into Han Zhuoling's arms.

Someone in the corner of the elevator made a "poof" sound and couldn't help laughing.

This sound was extremely ironic to Jiang Yuhan's ears.

She stared coldly at the voice, but she didn't know who it was.

There were only a few guests in the elevator this time, Shi Xiaoya, Guo Yujie and Tong Chunian.

Even if Jiang Yuhan wanted to accuse Shi Xiaoya unjustly, there was nothing he could do because the voice just now was a man's.

The program team asked the hotel for a conference room. Everyone was in the conference room preparing for tomorrow's filming while waiting for the ratings of tonight's first episode to come out.

Other makeup artists were drawing lots to allocate guests.

Shi Xiaoya was given to Han Zhuoling and did not participate in the draw.

Jiang Yuhan couldn't find anyone, so she suspected that the most likely person was Tong Chunian.

But as Han Zhuoling's assistant, Jiang Yuhan really didn't have the guts to cause trouble with Tong Chunian in front of Han Zhuoling.

As for the other guests, she was not easy to offend. In the end, her eyes fell on Cheng He, who seemed to be the easiest to bully.

Those who engage in e-sports are not in the same circle as them, and they are still children. They need connections but no connections, and they want backstage but no backstage.

Jiang Yuhan faced Cheng He and snorted coldly.

Cheng He was looked at inexplicably.

Cheng He's floor arrived first and said goodbye to several people.

Liu Chuanhui patted him on the shoulder, told him to ignore Jiang Yuhan, and let Cheng He go.