variety show director

"My hand slipped, give it another chance, please."

How could Huang Lei and the others agree, they all clapped their hands in celebration, ignoring Xiaopang at all.

Mu Mudu was helping Brother Nan who was about to go on stage to massage his shoulders, his posture was like a boxer.

Wang Yangyang was bored, and came back with a sad face: "Director Su, I did what you asked, and I did stay on the table."

However, Su Yan and the others had already focused on Xiao Nanyuan who was about to play.

"Xiao Wu, you are like this, like this..."

Here Xiao Nanyuan is preparing, but he looks at the crew very speechlessly: "As for..."

Other members also protested.

Su Yan looked innocent: "What's wrong?"

Huang Lei didn't speak, but looked up, down, left, and right. He lowered his head, took off his shoes, and threw them directly at Xiao Wu who was doing gymnastics at the end of the table.

"I'll make you poke your ass."

Xiao Wu dodged deftly and did not leave. Looking at his director there, Su Yan nodded to indicate that he could come back.

In his opinion, the effect had been achieved, Brother Nan lost a little momentum.

"Wait a minute, take my shoes back first." Huang Lei weighed his foot and called Xiao Wu there.

Xiao Nanyuan took a deep breath, bent down, prepared for a few seconds, but suddenly laughed again.

"No, no, my mind is full of Xiao Wu's enchanting figure now, change first."

Su Yan immediately took the lead in refusing, just for this effect, how could he give up again.

The protest was fruitless, Brother Nan could only bite the bullet, and Su Yan quietly nodded Xiao Wu.

Then Xiao Nanyuan saw the cute VJ shaking his butt, slowly walking past, and if he didn't pay attention, he let go of his fingers.

The little red cap flew out.

"Oh~~~"

Chapter 128

It was clearly sent out hastily under the influence, and even the bottle cap itself stood up and began to roll, no matter how you look at it, it is the rhythm of falling.

Unexpectedly, I bumped into the camera set up there, and rolled back to the line.

Su Yan exploded directly: "Whoever put the camera on, pack up and leave tomorrow."

No one on the scene paid any attention to him, they were all amazed at this finger of God, Xiao Nanyuan instantly became everyone's hero and was surrounded in the middle.

Wang Yangyang asked in a low voice on the side, if he still wanted to find out the photographer, Su Yan gave him a sideways glance, and stretched out his fingers to poke, poke, poke on his waist!

There are still two people on both sides who did not play, but the artist team can basically be said to have won. If they want to come back, they can only rely on luck.

In the end, Sister Hong was unable to turn the tide, and the Running Boys went down first.

When the ten red balls were handed over, the faces of the two sides were completely opposite. Seeing the members celebrating wildly there, Su Yan suddenly spoke.

"Ms. Huang, how about we have a side game and the winner will take 20 balls?"

This meaning aroused their interest.

"Let's discuss it."

Sister Hong was a little worried. Although Su Yan was a game designer, he was really good at playing the game.

During the practice, most of the ten times are directly on the ground, and the others are better in the middle.

There is a saying that I have always been embarrassed to say, the level is so bad, and I still go to guide Lao Zhou.

Originally, the artists put him in the second round, and they were secretly glad in their hearts, but unexpectedly, they jumped out on their own initiative.

Who gave him the confidence? ? ?

"Okay, let's have a round of rock-paper-scissors, the winners will be determined first, no problem?" Huang Lei said.

Su Yan readily agreed, completely ignoring those desperate eyes behind him.

"rock-paper-scissors."

"Yeah!" Su Yan cheered, "You come first."

Teacher Huang is very calm, he doesn't have so much fuss, just start when he comes up, eh!Thirty centimeters.

The members couldn't believe it, this, this is basically a loss, as long as the opponent is more stable, 20 balls will be in hand.

Su Yan blinked triumphantly at the opposite side, and turned around to celebrate with the team members.

Sister Hong and the others were also relieved, and Director Chen rarely showed a smile.

"I'm sorry, I'll just accept 20 balls." Probably because he was in a good mood, Su Yan put his index finger upside down.

"Let's go!" Su Yan chanted a mantra.

The white bottle cap was hit and flew out. It was flying, and suddenly saw the same kind in front of it.

"Hello!" Bai Gai greeted.

"Don't come, don't come, oops!" Hong Gai screamed, flew back, and landed not far from the finish line.

"Bye bye!" Bai Gai greeted on the spot.

"This~"

For a while, the scene fell into silence.

Huang Lei didn't expect it, Sister Hong didn't expect it, the artists didn't dare to think about it, Su Yan didn't think about it.

If I hadn't been the director, I would have been beaten to death, so I could only pat my head in embarrassment: "Accident, accident."

I dare not look at the resentful eyes of the team members.

Huang Lei came over and stretched out his right hand: "Director Su, thank you!"

Chi Chi also took out all the small balls and played there to stimulate the opponent.

Su Yan couldn't help but said, "The break time is cancelled, everyone has a special show, and we will proceed to the next shooting."