After the rebirth, the white moonlight of the actor turned black

Chapter 676 "Illusion" CP Chaos Stew

The people at the scene were fine, after all, they were people who had read the "Summary of the Previous Story", and they were already mentally prepared for the "love-hate relationship" between the four of them.

But the audience doesn't know.

The audience in the live broadcast room: ?

Wait a minute, it's a bit messy, let's sort it out...

[What do you mean?Is this a change of CP on the spot?The surname Ke and the surname Rong, did you two embrace the wrong wife? [Laughing and crying]]

[Mom, I can't fix it anymore [cover face] My eyes feel so healed, why do you think anyone can be CP with anyone?I think it's sci-fi and appropriate to the occasion, but I think it's okay to change it now, and I also think it's good for Jinhuan and Yumu? ? [Laughing and crying]]

[Why do I think this is the correct CP composition?Foreman Rong obviously cares more about Rongrong, Miki is like a docile kitten in front of Ke Yu (?)]

[Subconscious reactions can't fool anyone, I'm standing in a happy elm! ! 】

[I'm different, I don't pick and choose, just start CP chaos [cover face]]

[Since it's already messed up, why don't we stop for a phantom sound and give an early warning [狗头]]

[Shake me!I didn't let you really CP stew [kneel down] CP can be unpopular, but not evil!Hitting the mark has no future [cover your face]]

This little episode passed quickly.

The two groups of CPs did not return to their normal positions, as if the scene just now had never happened, and no one explained anything, which confused the audience.

But at the same time, there are more and more people standing in the Yumu group, and they firmly believe that there must be a story between these four people.

The project manager has arranged jobs for everyone, which are basically moving jobs that have no technical content and do not affect the work of regular workers.

The two girls were allowed to pull the cart together, one pulling and the other pushing.

Others either moved by hand, or pulled a cart themselves, or were assigned to mix the concrete.

The program team made preparations before they came, and brought the tooling they bought in advance for them to change into.

But because the sci-fi group and the occasional group joined temporarily, the program group didn't prepare for them.

So Jing Heng thought for a while, then raised his hand and said, "If you don't mind, the four of us are within a few centimeters of each other, and our body shapes are not too different. Why don't you go to my place and pick a few pieces together to wear them alive? It's better than getting dirty. Well come your expensive clothes."

The program team naturally agreed: "You can discuss it, we can do it."

The sci-fi group didn't have any objections, and only Young Master Yin Sen frowned and said, "I don't want to wear those cheap clothes of yours!"

"That's right, you can buy new ones anyway if you get dirty." Jing Heng is not Ke Yu, impatient to spoil him, "Whether you like to wear it or not, you can wear your brand-name clothes!"

"Hmph." Yin Sen glared at him and turned his head away.

He definitely doesn't wear clothes that downgrade him!

The Sherlock Holmes in the live broadcast room began their own deduction:

[It's too obvious, family members!Who is so impatient with his little boyfriend!This plastic love makes me anxious! 】

[The character of the young master doesn't look like someone who would compromise [laughing and crying] These two are a couple?The enemy is almost [cover face]]

【Let's just say, if my boyfriend talked to me like that, I would have broken up long ago, let alone the young master!This looks like Jiaojiaoer who has never been wronged since she was a child, how could she endure it! 】

[It's so exciting hhh is getting more and more curious about the relationship between these four people, and why they changed the CP on the show]

Although Yin Sen said he didn't want to change Jing Heng's clothes, he still followed after seeing the three of them leaving together.

Jing Heng took them to his dormitory, and met workers from his labor team during the process.

"Hello, Brother Rong! Huh? Who are these? They won't be new workers, right? Why are they all so good-looking? Let's go to the supermodel team, haha, where are you going for the catwalk?"

The man obviously didn't know that their foreman was on the show.

"Don't be poor, go to work, it's none of your business." Jing Heng patted him on the shoulder.

Rong Huan has been looking at the overall environment of the worker's dormitory.

It can't be said to be very bad, because he has seen even worse dormitory conditions for migrant workers. The worst ones don't even have dormitories, and they just sleep on the ground.

When he was a child, he went to work on a construction site in order to raise money for his family, because the pay was relatively higher there on a daily basis, and his identity was not checked.

He was well-developed, he was tall in his teens, and he could barely pretend to be an adult.

At the construction site he had been to, the dormitory was a Datong bunk where dozens of people lived together, and there was no air conditioning, so it was too hot to sleep at all.

In contrast, this contractor is really good, and the dormitory for the workers is not bad.

But that's only in relative terms, for young masters like Jing Heng Yinsen who are used to living in luxury villas and mansions every day, they are really wronged.

Even though it happened more than ten years ago, Rong Huan still remembers it very clearly.

He may never forget the moment he stepped into Jing Heng's house in his life.

The luxurious European-style courtyard, the resplendent decoration, the carpet that the servant said was expensive when he stepped on it, the thousands of cups that he broke...

The courtyard gate of the Jing family was like a watershed between the rich and the poor, dividing them into two worlds.

Just as he was thinking, Yin Sen's noisy voice pulled him back from his thoughts.

You don't need to look behind to feel that he covered his nose and said: "Hey...it stinks...what is the smell so bad...Is this a place where people live? Jing Heng, you live here?"

Because I just came to change clothes, the camera team didn't follow.

Knowing that it was a live broadcast, Yin Sen didn't have any scruples, let alone no one was filming at the moment, so he was even more unscrupulous.

Rong Huan took a look, the container-style row dormitory, because it is summer, most of the windows are open to dissipate heat, and most of the people living here are rough guys, maybe there are some sophisticated people, but most people don't care much, the dormitory There is probably everything in it.

After working for a day and sweating, the dirty clothes and socks that have not been washed and folded together, and the toilet that has not been cleaned very much, plus it is summer, when it is stuffy, the smell wafts out of the window, even He couldn't stand it, let alone young master Miki.

When did the young master come to these places, he went to some high-end places, and even the bathroom didn't have a trace of peculiar smell, it smelled of aromatherapy.

So such a place has become a mess in the eyes of young master Sanmu, and it is impossible to live in it.

"Heh..." Jing Heng laughed dryly, but didn't say anything.

He can only think, fortunately, he didn't meet Yin Sanmu at the worst time yesterday, today is his most exquisite and passable image in these months...

Otherwise, I don't know how to be ridiculed by him.

"We have to sleep in these places at night?! I'd rather sleep in that cement pipe hole just now!"

While talking, they had arrived at Jing Heng's dormitory.

As a foreman, his dormitory is no different, even living with his fellow workers.

Jing Heng stood at the door, put his hand on the doorknob, glanced at them and said: "Well, you wait for me here, they are all old men, the smell inside is really bad, I will go in and give it to you." You take your clothes."

Yin Sen frowned: "Are you sure the clothes you took out are not smelly?"

Ke Yu bumped Yin Sen with his elbow, and shouted in a low voice, "Mumu!"

Yin Sen was slightly startled, glanced at him, and shut up obediently.

Do not say do not say.

Could it be that if he shuts up, it won't stink inside?