Although Chen He had just said that he could go to both sides, as one of the remaining few, he would be lying if he didn't say that he was embarrassed. In order to cover up his embarrassment, he pretended that he hadn't woken up yet. He kept rubbing his face with his hands and didn't fully open his eyes, as if he didn't know what had just happened.
Jia Ling stood at the front, and she was wearing a bright red down jacket. It could be said that she was quite eye-catching. She thought that everyone would be polite to her when recording a show. In the past, every time she came to record a show, everyone would despise her. However, her body was still very honest. She had a lot of fun every time, and no one targeted her.
But this time, she was really not chosen. She was a little embarrassed and felt a little emotional. How could this be? In front of so many cameras. How could she go out and fool around in the future? Ah …
Not only that, Deng Chao also bluntly added salt to the wound. Looking at the three of them standing there alone, Deng Chao said to the camera and the director, "I think that now that we have been separated, the rest of you can form your own team."
Jia Ling had already closed her eyes. She did not want to look at them, nor did she want to listen to them. She always put her pride up in front of the camera time and time again for others to trample on, but in fact, she also had dignity, okay?
A joke, if it was acceptable to people, it was a joke. If it was unacceptable to people, it was malicious trampling and serious injury, okay?
Did they have to take the route of superior appearance? Could it be that there could not be fat people in this world? Then who would act as the fat person in the TV series? Who would act as the clown? Everyone had an angel's face and a devil's body. Then, wouldn't there be no beauties in this world? Wouldn't they be visually tired?
Wang Zunan hugged the pillar gloomily. He, who was almost one with the pillar, said, "I really don't know if my face is small or my legs are long." After saying this, he leaned his face against the pillar in despair. At the moment, only this pillar of soil could give him a little sense of security. He did not look for Chen He and Jia Ling, who were in the same boat, because that would only make them look more pitiful.
His words made the crowd laugh uncontrollably. Everyone must be thinking the same thing. How could this young man be so shameless? He clearly knew that his face was not very long, yet he still dared to speak like this. Was his brain damaged from the humiliation of being abandoned?
That being said, the selection process still had to continue. For the remaining three people, this was nothing more than a greater blow. No matter which of the three of them was chosen first, it would cause more damage to the other two. Even so, they still didn't want to be left behind. This was probably the human instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages.
Isn't there a saying that goes, 'It's better for a fellow Daoist to die than for me.' Husband and wife were birds in the same forest. Even in the face of disaster, they would still fly away separately, not to mention that they were just friends who recorded a show together.
Besides, even if they really had a temper, they couldn't vent it during the recording process. That would make them seem petty and their reputation would drop. So, no matter what they did next, everyone could only endure it.
"I'll choose one for everyone." In order to appear mysterious, the captain of the Yangko team dragged on the conversation, "The one who looks the most like our Shanbei youngsters —"
Li Cheng raised his hand, interrupting his long voice, "Who?"
Ethnic minorities had facial features, such as Dilire, but Shanbei had a majority of Han people. They were no different from other ethnic minorities. How could you tell who looked more like Shanbei people just from their faces?
"I'm looking forward to it." Li Cheng said what everyone was thinking.
Speaking of the three people's faces, Chen He was the kind that was cute and cheap. It was the kind that made people feel like he was especially cheap at first glance, the kind that made people want to punch him in the face. But if you looked at him more, you would find that there was an indescribable cuteness on his face. It was inexplicably comfortable looking at him. He was a classic contradiction.
But none of his fellow villagers in Northern Shaanxi looked like they had such a characteristic.
As for Wang Zunan, he looked very much like his mother. It was practically a copy and paste version. So, it could be said that Wang Zunan's appearance was more feminine. And his face was very malleable. This was one of the reasons why he could easily imitate so many celebrities. His face was still relatively common.
The faces of these people from Shanbei were full of simplicity. None of them looked feminine. Everyone's face was three-dimensional as if it was carved by a knife. Of course, other than the girls.
But in fact, she was very good-looking.
So, speaking of which, Jia Ling might be the most compatible with the standards of Shanbei. But the captain said that he was going to choose a youngster, so Jia Ling shouldn't be considered a youngster. Youngsters usually referred to men. So, Jia Ling didn't have much hope. There should be a result between Chen He and Wang Zunan.
Between the two of them, Chen He was more confident. He unconsciously pulled his collar. The men from Shanbei in front of him looked more boorish, while Wang Zunan leaned more feminine. So, he was very confident. He felt that he wouldn't lose this time.
Of course, Wang Zunan also had this self-awareness. The people from Shanbei looked boorish. They were tall and strong. Most of the girls were also different from the girls in the south. They were all straightforward big sisters. Every single one of them was a head taller than him.
So, Wang Zunan gave up. He wanted to bang his head against a pillar. If he had to choose according to this standard, he should have gone to the Hobbit team. But there was no Hobbit team here. So, he could only ask the heavens speechlessly.
Jia Ling already knew that she had nothing to do in this round. She stood there without any reaction. She had already prepared to leave it until the end. In this round, regardless of whether the Yangge team chose Chen He or Wang Zunan, it would cause her a second injury. One of them would escape the abyss of suffering, but what did this have to do with her?
Jia Ling looked at her toes gloomily. Why did they have to prepare for such a segment? It made her feel like she was better off dead. Every second was like torture. Why couldn't the program team group the guests themselves? What happened to being affectionate? The next time she took on such a program, she must get the manager to write a sentence in the contract that no personal attacks were allowed. So, so, so.
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