"No, it's September, is there a Waterstorm Festival?"

There was a lot of people in the Mushroom House, and everyone was holding a water gun in their hands and ready to gather towards the square of Manyuan Village.

As the only guest of this episode, Brother Hu is also among them.

"It was originally from April, but we have come." Huang Lei explained to Brother Hu, "Although we missed the time, we learned about the situation with the local village cadres and wanted to help them promote the origin of the festival and the atmosphere of the festival."

"They are willing to organize it again, and the whole village will accompany our program team to play this time."

"Then our program team has a great face." Brother Hu said with a funny look, "In addition to Kuaiben, I remember that the last time I was on a variety show, I was a reader for 18 years. It has been so long in a flash."

In 18 years, he was still shooting the hunting ground.

Now so many years have passed, and a lot of it has really settled down.

"It's better to play less variety shows, it's easy to shape characters."

Huang Lei stretched out his hand and took over Wang Qing, who was still whispering to Zhang Zifeng, and said, "Like this kid, I have never been to any variety show except our show."

"I heard that running and chicken strips gave him a high price, but he was not moved at all. If it were someone else, he might be happy."

Wang Qing is so popular now that it is impossible for him to come without variety shows.

But he didn't appear any of these variety shows resources. He heard that he had just talked about cooperation with the other program team and sent his company's artists in.

"Our Mr. Wang is busy now, so how can we have time to appear on variety shows?" Brother Hu joked with a smile, "I heard that he has been filming abroad recently. This is from the North and the island country."

"Xiaoqing has worked so hard to support her family." Huang Lei continued, letting go of Wang Qing's hand.

"Don't praise me, you two elders, I'm just a young man who has just started his career." Wang Qing scratched his head and felt embarrassed.

This title is absolutely true. Whether it is Huang Lei or Hu, they are at least one senior.

"You are just starting your career and your business has gone abroad." Huang Lei continued to praise him. Anyway, everyone is familiar with you, so there is no worries when playing.

In this way, a group of people teased Wang Qing to the square.

"So many people..."

After arriving at the scene, they were stunned when they looked at the crowd in front of them.

The square can be said to be crowded with people, and almost all the people in the entire village were present. This is a rare thing in this village.

However, because the village itself is not very crowded, the number of people is still smaller than when Wang Qing first premiered the Chinese Captain.

Everyone present was holding water guns or plastic basins, and everyone was ready to stare at the program team coming, as if as long as the village cadres nearby gave the order, they would attack several people directly.

Going to Zhang Zifeng, Wang Qing whispered: "Follow me later."

Speaking of this Waterstorm Festival, he has not been there to play, so he is very clear that the scene will be chaotic when the time comes.

Staring at so many people in front of him, Zhang Zifeng was really scared. He swallowed a mouthful of water and obediently hurried behind him.

"Then the program team is here now, we almost start... this year's second water-splashing festival!"

Director Wang Zhenyu of the program team was wearing local costumes and stood among the crowd trying to integrate.

After he made an announcement, he was suddenly like a sheep surrounded by a pack of wolves.

"Hey hey! No! You guys go and Gululu!"

Before Wang Zhenyu could finish his words, a basin of water poured directly into his face, and the clear water poured directly from his mouth and nose into his head.

He didn't care about his command, and he held his head and covered his face, lowered his body and penetrated the crowd, trying to run out of the encirclement, but unfortunately he had no chance at all, so the villagers kept following him and splashing water at him.

"I'm so laughing. This Wang Zhenyu still wants to be the leader?" Huang Lei looked at this scene and his teeth almost burst out laughing.

"Fortunately we are far away."

Seeing the crazy scene of the crowd, Brother Hu patted his chest with lingering fear. If he were in it, he might have... Forget it, I can't imagine it.

Finally, Wang Zhenyu, who finally got out of the crowd, had the opportunity to speak.

After seeing Wang Qing and the others standing on the edge of the square watching the show, he shouted in grief and anger: "Go and splash them!"

At this time, the villagers realized that, oh, they had forgotten the protagonists today.

"Run!"

Seeing the villagers' eyes, Wang Qing did not hesitate and pulled Zhang Zifeng up and started running around the periphery of the square.

If you don’t say anything else, stay away from Huang Lei and the others first.

After all, when you go out to play, Huang Lei and He Jiong are familiar with the villagers.

Since you are familiar with each other, you must kill the acquaintances first.

No surprise, although Wang Qing and the others ran away, most of the villagers rushed towards Huang Lei and the others, and the water guns from afar were spraying on them.

Brother Hu followed Huang Lei and the others in a daze, and was also in trouble.

"Hey, hey, give me some... to give me some space to resist, don't bully like this."

It was different from the water-splashing festival that Brother Hu imagined. He rushed over and surrounded them. Then the three of them took a shower on the spot, and there was no place in their bodies.

They had no chance to shoot at all, so they could only use their arms to cover their faces and ears to avoid water.

It took them a long time before they escaped from these enthusiastic villagers.

It is impossible to keep staring at them all the time. They were just a little more enthusiastic at the beginning. After all, they were people outside the village and guests.

Since you are a guest, you must send your best wishes.

In the local area, the Water Song Festival means the New Year. It was originally April, but the program team failed to catch up.

Splashing water on others is a blessing, symbolizing washing away all the troubles of life in the previous year.

"Looking at those two kids, I'm really unfaithful."

They were wet all over and no one came to splash them again. Huang Lei shook his hair and noticed the two people who were having fun not far away.

One front and one back, one big and one small, one tall and one short.

Wang Qing led Zhang Zifeng and wandered outside the square. From time to time, he took a water gun and caught someone off guard, then pulled his wife and ran away quickly.

There are so many people and eyes, and his actions are so vulgar, no one notices that they can only suffer a loss.

"It seems that I have played a lot of games. This style of play is really vulgar, and this water gun is very accurate in the head." Brother Hu looked at it, oh hey, I knew that he had run away with them just now.

"You don't know this, he really didn't play games."
Chapter completed!