The two contacted the program team and waited for the program team's chartered car in the airport parking lot.

Fang Daichuan also carried his two large suitcases, worked diligently, and dragged back to the parking lot without complaint. Xiao Zhou held an umbrella for him behind him.

There was heavy rain all around, and the umbrella was swayed by the wind. In a few moments, the two people were wet inside and out. The sky in the distance was terribly gloomy. Fang Daichuan put his suitcase on the steps, fearing that the wheels would be soaked, he stood under the steps with water dripping obediently, so that Xiao Zhou could stand on the steps and hold the umbrella for him.

"Eh! Isn't that car?!" Fang Daichuan had good eyes and stared at a Shandong-licensed nanny car that was driving slowly outside the rain curtain. The babysitter car drove past them, and the black body was painted with four bright red words: "Werewolf game."

Xiao Zhouyi yelled when he saw the word: "Yes, yes! This is the show! Master!" She rushed over and shouted, "Master, wait a minute! Stop trouble!"

The driver glanced at the back seat, hesitated, and stopped in front of them.

Xiao Zhou put the umbrella in Fang Daichuan's hand, rushed back to fetch the suitcase, and nodded and bowed to the driver: "Master! You are from the Werewolf Killing program group, right?! We, Fang Daichuan, signed a contract to participate. Could you please pass him over? Right!"

The driver was dumbfounded: "But... the notice I received was to pick up someone, we have already received..."

"I just contacted your program team!" Xiao Zhou patted the driver on the shoulder, "Your program team asked us to wait for you, Shandong license! Werewolves killed the program team! That's right, just stop it!"

The driver turned around and asked the person in the back seat: "Look..."

The door brush in the back seat opened with a pull.

The carriage of the nanny car is very spacious, with two rows of seats facing each other. A young man dressed in a three-piece black suit, expressionless, looked up at them. His features are much deeper than the average person, and he looks like he has foreign ancestry, probably a mixed race. Opposite him sat a middle-aged man in casual clothes, who looked about forty years old and was an unknown face.

The two cameras are mounted in the carriage, and the lights are lit diligently to indicate that they are recording.

There is a camera, that can't be wrong! Xiao Zhou's heart drenched in the rain could finally collapse.

The mixed-race took a close look at Fang Daichuan, his expression hesitated and seemed a little surprised: "...is it you?"

Fang Daichuan is a little confused about the situation. It is not easy for him to be recognized once by a 28-line online celebrity. Moreover, he is such a handsome colleague. He immediately nodded in surprise and said: "Yes, yes, it's me. I signed. Are you in this "Werewolf Kill"?"

This person is very handsome, and he is the most popular and most popular mixed-race look nowadays. Fang Daichuan guessed which newcomer with a backstage should make his debut with this show. Or they already have a certain deduction basis, but they are ignorant. After all, in this era, there are much more broadcasting channels than before, and the popularity of the new generation of Xiaohuaxiaoxianrou on the Internet cannot be underestimated. What's more, there are all kinds of crossovers, supermodel circles, singer circles, internet celebrity circles, fashion circles, and people from all walks of life have entered the film and television circles to make money. There are also situations where they don't know it. But what was embarrassing was that people recognized him, and he dared not ask them in detail.

The mixed-race boy frowned: "You are also signed into the game? Why didn't I receive a notice to pick you up?"

Xiao Zhou has been in this circle for a long time. Although he doesn't know which newcomer this is, he also feels that he has a better background than his own 28-line online celebrity. It is estimated that the babysitter car for Daichuan is still behind. This car is yours. But if you look at such a heavy rain, let Daichuan go up first. Anyway, it's all in one group! Troublesome trouble."

The middle-aged man opposite the mixed-race brother didn't say a word.

"Then you come up." The half-blood brother thought for a while and opened the door completely.

Xiao Zhou hurriedly smiled and said, "Thank you!"

Fang Daichuan nodded and got into the car neatly. He turned to pick up his luggage and pulled Xiao Zhou.

"You are not allowed to bring luggage and unrelated personnel," the mixed-race brother reminded with a frown, "you are not allowed to bring your mobile phone, didn't you look at it when you signed the contract?"

Fang Daichuan froze for a moment. He glanced briefly when he signed the contract, but with the hands of the brokerage company, he didn't read it word by word. There was really no impression of this at the moment.

"Okay, don't bring it!" Seeing him in a daze, Xiao Zhou winked at him and pinched his waist, "I won't go up, I'll take your luggage and wait for the next car, or When the rain drops by on the plane, you go quickly, don't delay other people's business!"

Fang Daichuan nodded obediently, took his mobile phone out of his pocket and handed it to Xiao Zhou.

"Be careful! Be smart!" Xiao Zhou shouted and exhorted.

Fang Daichuan pressed down the car window, smiled and waved at her.

The car drove out of the parking lot at a constant speed, turned on the highway from outside the airport, cut through the rain curtain, and galloped towards the east.

The atmosphere in the car was a bit awkward.

The three of them didn't know anyone. Fang Daichuan glanced at the camera's position, weighed it, and sat down next to the middle-aged man, facing the mixed-race boy. The two people accidentally met and looked at each other.

Fang Daichuan touched his nose, feeling a little awkward, and bit his head and chatted: "Do you know me?"

The mixed-race boy glanced at him and ignored him.

Fang Daichuan was a little embarrassed, so he could only continue to talk awkwardly: "I'm sorry, I haven't seen you. Did you also sign an appointment to participate in the'Werewolf Kill'?"

The mixed-race young brother shook his head, raised his chin, and slammed the middle-aged man opposite Nu Nu: "I'm here to pick Mr. Chen."

"You are a staff member!" Fang Daichuan was relieved, no wonder he hadn't seen him, he was not a star. Then I sighed in my heart that Dragon Fruit Station is rich in wealth, and even the staff are so handsome. It can be seen that Xiao Zhou's phrase that he can replace him on the show every minute is really not bluffing him.

Mr. Chen is also a raw face, in his forties, his appearance is not very prominent, and his temperament is very ordinary. Wearing a shirt that is too fat, it looks unfamiliar. ——But Fang Daichuan didn’t know a few of the old performers of that era. There was no concept of star at that time. The actors belonged to the kind of role celebrities who were not popular. Maybe this Mr. Chen is the kind of Wannian. The old play bone of the play.

Thinking of this, Fang Daichuan turned around to hold Mr. Chen's hand with both hands: "Disrespect and disrespect, it turns out to be Mr. Chen!"

Mr. Chen was obviously taken aback by his actions, and shook hands quickly. The two looked at each other for a while, and Old Chen suddenly patted his head: "Hey! I seem to know you! Are you...in the "Anti-Japanese Special Magic Team", that...Chen Xiaolu...! What's your name... What's your name? The shredder can tear it up!"

Fang Daichuan's face flushed to him. He thought to himself, you'd rather watch the martial artist No. 3 in the heroine of my brain-dead Mary Su, and don't even mention the smasher! How the **** told me to be a variety show? !

Hurry up and wave his hand: "You are too polite, it's not worth mentioning in front of you."

"Where!" Mr. Chen smiled and patted his hand. "Every time I start a new job, I go to work in places where the birds do not **** and have no signal. I download several anti-Japanese dramas on my phone. I have seen you several times. Next time, the young man clapped his hands to tear the devils, and he was slapped over the wall by flashing bullets! It was enjoyable!"

This old gentleman's preferences are quite down to earth, Fang Daichuan is speechless, maybe he used to be the kind of model drama of tunnel war, no wonder I didn't know him.

Fang Daichuan stuck his tongue out at those cameras, and silently memorized his personal settings in his heart, and then started to take the opportunity to madly Amway himself: "Actually, I have been practicing martial arts since I was a child. This time I will participate in this'werewolf killing. 'Well, I also heard that I need a lot of physical strength and this, athletic talent. Me, my parents have said I am stupid since I was young, and I have never won a game of Werewolf. I tremble when I touch a wolf card. Personally, as long as he grows his eyes, he can tell. This time I participated in this game because I wanted to turn the game back by force. Anyway, Mr. Chen, why did you come to participate in this game."

Hearing this, the staff member of the mixed-race brother sitting opposite suddenly raised his head and stared at Old Chen’s expression. Old Chen’s expression was unnatural for a moment, and then he pulled a smile: "I, I am, I am high The bonus is coming! Twenty million!"

What else to say? ! Fang Daichuan froze in place, tilted his head to look at Old Chen, then tilted his head to look at the camera, and finally stared suspiciously at the mixed-blood brother opposite. The little brother no longer looks at Mr. Chen, and poses as an old monk in concentration, watching his nose and mind, sitting upright.

"Also...return the money?!" Fang Daichuan regretted not taking a closer look at the table and the contract.

Old Chen's reaction to him was a little strange: "Are you really the Werewolf game you signed up for? Why don't you know anything? How do you play the game, don't you know exactly?!"

No matter how mentally retarded Fang Daichuan is, he can't be in front of the camera and say that he hasn't read the book seriously! He said hurriedly, "I know, it's the werewolf killing. Put the game on the table in reality, right? I still have this IQ."

Old Chen nodded.

"Old Chen, please be careful. Although I don't have a good IQ, my strength is very good. We can't tell whether it is a partner or an opponent!" Fang Daichuan joked and tried to throw off the stem.

Old Chen did not answer.

His face sank suddenly, nodded, turned to look out the window, and never said a word to him.

Looking at this stingy, Fang Daichuan silently made a face at the camera. Isn't it just a reality show, and it doesn't really want your life, as for? He knew that the old opera bones of that era were more or less despised by the current small meat and flowers. He simply refused to stick to this cold ass, and turned his head to look out the window.

The car was speeding all the way, stopping once at the service station in the middle. The driver refueled the car, and the mixed-blood brother accompanied Chen Lao and Fang Daichuan to the toilet.

The sky slowly darkened, the scenery was monotonous on the high speed, and there were crops on both sides that could not be seen clearly. There are also fewer cars on the road. Their cars with the big bright red slogan ‘Wolfman’s Game’ look very ordinary, and there are no big stars on the cars, which has not attracted any attention.

In the distance, the clouds were stacked on top of each other, creating several layers. When the three people came back from the toilet, the atmosphere in the car fell silent again.