Chapter 252 The Show Has No Dark Dishes!

Many people raised their hands off the stage.

But only five were chosen.

The Q&A session is finally over.

Many viewers who raised their hands but were not selected expressed their distress, and even had a little opinion in their hearts.

Why did so many people choose five people?

Why not choose ten, or twenty?

It made them feel bad that the show was a little stingy.

They really wanted to ask Lu Yuan too many questions, and after this show, they might have a chance to ask Lu Yuan with the microphone.

Lu Yuan was just the opposite.

The smile on his face gradually disappeared and he felt as if thousands of muddy horses were crushing before his eyes...

He felt very tired.

He always wondered if this audience was invited by Shonan TV to disgust him.

Nima, can everyone still have fun doing the show?

What kind of messy questions are these, can we ask a little more serious questions?

For example, you can ask me about my movies.

Doesn't any of you want to know about my two sci-fi films, The Man From Earth and Groundhog Day?

Don't you support the idea of ​​Chinese science fiction films?

What made Lu Yuan even more tired was that the light kept following him. No matter where he went, the light followed him, and no matter where he went, the camera followed him. He was not used to this kind of feeling, and it gave him a kind of secret exposure. The feeling of being in the air.

this show...

He suddenly didn't want to go.

But there is no way, he has to do a good job of the show after receiving money from others. This is a matter of responsibility.

He has always been a responsible person.

never mind!

Wait for a chance to see each other.

"Ms. Lu... You have a terrible number of online fans, so guess how many people are your fans offstage?" After the questioning session was over, He Ming looked at Lu Yuan with a smile on his face.

He found that Lu Yuan's variety show was very effective, and all the audience were engrossed in it.

Especially Lu Yuan, who is serious and nonsense, has a great sense of humor.

"Mr. He, I don't think there are many fans, but there must be many black fans." Lu Yuan looked at He Ming seriously.

"Black fan? How to say?"

"This year I have been sprayed since Chinese New Year until now. Isn't this a black fan? Well, Mr. He, didn't there be games arranged in the previous program?" Lu Yuan stopped the topic in time.

Although this whole person show revolves around me, you can't let them just stay there all the time, can't you?

Is this my own show?

"Okay, Lu Shuai, Lu Shuai, we'll talk about the game later... Can you sign me?"

"Um... where to sign..."

"It's on this photo..."

"okay."

He Ming just wanted to continue with Lu Yuan's words, but he didn't want the silly elder sister Jiajia to come over with a photo and look like a fan meeting an idol.

He shook his head and stopped talking for a while.

Lu Yuan was a little speechless after seeing this photo.

This is an artistic photo of him smoking in Venice.

Wearing a second-hand suit, sweat all over his face, and smoking a cigarette...

He was embarrassed and had cancer in an instant.

However, after seeing Jiajia's expectant face, Lu Yuan could only pick up a pen and sign his name helplessly.

"That Shuai Lu..."

"What?"

"I have a few more here, so why don't you sign them together? These are all entrusted to me by the little sisters in Taiwan just now... Especially the last few are the favorites of those little sisters." Jiajia cautiously After collecting Lu Yuan's signature, he immediately took out another stack and handed it to Lu Yuan...

"..."

Lu Yuan felt a pain in his head when he took these photos.

Some photos are photos of myself saying my speech when receiving the award in Venice, some photos are when I was playing the piano, and some photos...

In fact, these photos are very normal, so Lu Yuan signed them.

But what is the meaning of those ugly photos of sitting on a chair yawning in the back and the dark historical photos of singing "Old Boy" like a sand sculpture of someone else's guitar?

Lu Yuan became confused in an instant.

Lu Yuan looked up at Jia Jia.

Are you sure this person is not here to tear down the stage?

"Cough, cough, Jiajia, control it, we are a show, not Teacher Lu's fan meeting...I will talk about the autograph later!" He Ming pulled Jiajia and continued to look at Lu Yuan, "Teacher Lu , this is your debut variety show, right?"

"yes."

"I think a lot of fans actually want to know what sports do you usually like?"

"I usually..."

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The fan question session is over.

Jiajia's tumultuous autograph session also came to an end.

Lu Yuan originally thought that he would enter the game session as arranged in the script, but unfortunately He Ming did not proceed with the game session in the script, but continued to choose to ask Lu Yuan about this and that.

He Ming keenly felt that the audience below really wanted to know more about Lu Yuan, so he did his best to add some links.

Lu Yuan was in pain, and felt more and more that the light shone on him very harshly.

In a few minutes, He Ming asked Lu Yuan about ten more questions, and Lu Yuan answered him more than ten questions with helplessness.

As for the others, they still stood in front of their backdrops, especially Shen Zhiwei whose face was stiff with smiles in order to maintain his handsome face.

From the beginning to the end, he also appeared in the part of guessing his identity before the question, and the others...

Others seem to be gone.

Moreover, these appearances may be edited after the broadcast.

Although he had already regarded himself as a background board to catch up with the heat before, he never thought that he would become such a background board...

That's it.

It's hard.

"Well, hahaha, I think I'm very lucky. I guess a lot of reporters outside are going to hate me now. They couldn't interview Mr. Lu a few times after working for a long time, but I interviewed Lu in just a few hours. The teacher has so many questions...haha." He Ming laughed happily.

"Hehe." Although Lu Yuan was grinning on his face, he was a typical mother-in-law in his heart.

"Okay, although I actually still have a lot of questions I want to ask Mr. Lu, but this is a variety game show rather than a serious interview show. Mr. Lu, in order to welcome you, we have specially prepared a game ..."

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When He Ming announced to play the game, Lu Yuan felt a little better.

A smile appeared on the faces of several other guests who were serving as background panels.

At least they don't have to stand there in such a stupid embarrassment, don't they?

At least……

They felt like they were officially on camera too.

Even if a lot of things were edited, wouldn't it be possible to edit all the shots of them playing games?

Game shows are not difficult, let alone something high-end, just a simplified version of one, two, three wooden men...

An Xiao drew lots to be the leader.

Lu Yuan and the others turned their backs to An Xiao and headed towards the small red flag in front. When An Xiao turned around and didn't call the wooden man, everyone rushed towards the small red flag. When An Xiao turned around, everyone couldn't move. One move counts as a foul, and if you make a foul, you have to be eliminated...

This game is a test of human reaction ability.

Lu Yuan is quite interested in this game.

He feels that he has no other talents, but his reaction ability is quite fast...

"one two Three……"

"Blockhead!"

An Xiao turned around...

The others stood still, as for Lu Yuan...

It is a stagger.

"Haha, Mr. Lu, you were eliminated in the first round!" He Ming laughed after looking at Lu Yuan, and signaled Lu Yuan to leave the game.

"Yeah...it's a pity." Lu Yuan was a little annoyed.

Although he has a quick brain response, his physical coordination seems to be a little behind his brain.

"Haha, keep up the good work!"

"Um."

This game was quite interesting at the beginning, but after playing a few rounds, He Ming found that the game was wrong.

This is not a problem with the game but a problem with Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan was eliminated in the first round every time.

And get eliminated in various ways every time.

Either Lu Yuan's feet trembled and he was eliminated, or Lu Yuan's hands trembled and he was eliminated. One time, he was even speechless. As soon as Lu Yuan lifted his feet, he called a wooden man so that Lu Yuan almost staggered and fell down.

The audience off the court kept laughing after seeing Lu Yuan's embarrassing appearance.

It stands to reason that this program works well.

But He Ming found that after Lu Yuan was eliminated, the audience didn't laugh much when the remaining players were playing the game. Even if they laughed, it was just a burst of scattered laughter, unlike the large-scale laughter that Lu Yuan appeared on the stage. sound...

Long-term hosting experience tells He Ming that this will definitely not work.

The effect of Lu Yuan in the game and Lu Yuan not in the game is completely different.

The focus of the audience was still on Lu Yuan.

The game was supposed to go on for five rounds, but after the fourth round, He Ming wisely announced the next round.

The other guests were a little speechless.

The game has just started and you declared it over?

What does this mean?

"Mr. Lu, when I heard your introduction just now, you actually have a job as a chef, right?"

"Oh, yes!"

"Why don't you show us your cooking skills?"

"Uh, is it here? Here, there's nothing there!"

"Teacher Lu, don't worry, I have already prepared things..." He Ming clapped his hands, with an inscrutable smile on his face.

"Uh, this is not good, I haven't cooked for a long time."

"for how long?"

"About four months."

"Haha, how much can you lose your cooking skills after four months? Come on, I believe that all the audience in the audience really want to see you show off your cooking skills!"

"Yes, yes, yes! I also want to try the dishes made by Lu Shuai. I will feel very happy to taste the dishes made by Lu Shuai!" The silly elder sister Jiajia came to Lu Yuan with stars in her eyes. I don't know if I worship it or not.

"Uh... this... I really regressed a lot... If that's the case, well, I'll cook it!" Lu Yuan twitched a little, watching the staff put all the cooking things over A slight smile appeared on the corner of Lu Yuan's mouth.

He seemed to feel his hands itching.

Cooking...

Tut tut.

It's true that I haven't shown it for a long time.

Although he hasn't cooked it for a while, but basically he is still working on the recipes, and he has been asking Wang Long for various questions these days, and he feels that his problem is basically not serious.

Xiu Yixiu is fine.

What do you mean dark cooking?

nonexistent!

As for Fatty Wei and An Xiao, they stared at He Ming as if they had seen a ghost.

What the hell is this!

What the hell, there is no such link in the script!

Can we follow the script?

Can you come?

Now……

Nima can't even think about it now.

Looking at the expectant audience below, Fatty Wei shook his head suddenly.

These audiences probably don't know what real dark cuisine is, right?