The director was very pleased.

Although the villagers here don't communicate much with the outside world, let alone know a lot of things.

He was also very wise. He did not blindly set up survival levels, but set up several guests who were good at each.

There was even an acting level later in order to make it easier for Xu Jianian and Ning Luoyao to score points.

He didn't believe it anymore, he couldn't trap Si Fuqing.

The assistant director nodded and gestured to Qi Shuning, asking her to lead Si Fuqing.

With the camera around, Qi Shuning couldn't show any dissatisfaction, but nodded meekly.

But she knew that Si Fuqing's claim of being so-so was an exaggeration.

How can a person who slipped through the net after nine years of education expect to be able to write big calligraphy?

Even if she scores 12 points of hostility, their group's score will definitely be the lowest.

Xu Jianian and Shen Xiuwen were in a team. He smiled and said, "It seems I can win by lying down."

[My brother, please hug Teacher Shen’s legs quickly.]

[That is, learn more, maybe you can become a nominal member of the Heaven and Earth Alliance in the future.]

[Teacher Yuan also writes calligraphy, so he can motivate Yaoyao, uh, but the team of Qi Shuning and Si Fuqing... Qi Shuning can't do it. 】

"Let me write it." Qi Shuning said, "We can just hand it over to one person."

Anyway, it makes no difference whether Si Fuqing writes or not.

Si Fuqing's expression became happy: "Okay."

Finally she could lie down for a while.

A very perfect survival life.

It’s the uncle the program team was talking about earlier.

The old man wore a straw hat, sunglasses on his nose, and held a pipe in his hand.

He looks like an outsider.

There were several tables in front of him, with pens, ink, paper and inkstones on them.

Except for Si Fuqing, all five people went over and took a piece of rice paper and started writing.

After finishing writing, the uncle will start the selection.

"What is written here?" The uncle read it quickly, with a look of disgust on his face. "Of these five, only this one is qualified, but the person who wrote it wrote it casually."

"Old brother, you are really discerning." Yuan Heping was surprised, "You can identify the most powerful person among us at a glance."

The uncle held his pipe in his mouth and snorted: "Your uncle is still your uncle."

Yuan Heping: "..."

[It’s so funny that Teacher Yuan was expelled from the seniority program because he looked like he was only in his early forties.]

[In fact, Teacher Shen really just wrote casually. After all, the director asked her to restrain herself. Teacher Shen usually throws this into the trash can. 】

[Shun Ning is already very good. She majored in broadcasting. Calligraphy is just a hobby. Unlike some people who don’t even write, Shu Ning is really the one to take care of it. 】

"Hey, that little girl over there." The uncle glanced at her and said, "Why are you squatting there looking at the grasshoppers? Come here quickly."

Si Fuqing raised his head: "Uncle, I'm not playing with grasshoppers."

The uncle was confused: "Then what are you doing?"

Si Fuqing opened his eyes and said nonsense seriously: "I'm just lying down. You look at the sun so well, it's a shame if you don't lie down for a while."

The old man was very angry: "...You can't even lie down. Come here quickly. Others have written, so you have to write too."

Si Fuqing sighed and could only walk over.

Qi Shuning frowned and picked up a brush: "You have never been exposed to calligraphy. This is how to hold a brush. I will teach you and you will follow me."

If Si Fuqing's handwriting is too ugly and her score is low, she will lose face.

"Well, okay, thank you." Si Fuqing picked up the pen and pinched it, "I only know one word."

"You have to write not a single word." The uncle did not give in. "Hurry up, or we won't let you pass."

[Well done, sir, everyone should write, no special ones.]

[Si Fuqing will definitely not be able to do it now. The Zuo family has sent her to work in the countryside. There is no time to practice calligraphy. No wonder she couldn't get through just now. 】

Si Fuqing quickly put down the pen: "I've finished writing."

"So fast?" The uncle put on his reading glasses and picked up the rice paper on the table.

Looking at it, he suddenly fell silent.

Everyone was very quiet.

"Old brother, don't be so dumbfounded." Yuan Heping, who has always been acquainted with each other, even joked, "Hurry up and comment, how do you write the word "our daughter"? It can't be that Fu Qing is written too well.

Did it shock you?"

The uncle stared at the only word on the rice paper and shook his head slowly: "I really can't comment."

Yuan Heping was stunned.

"There is emotion in this word, and..." The uncle paused, and sighed with a sense of loss, "All in all, it is very well written, which is rare."

He unfolded the rice paper and laid it flat in front of the camera.

Now everyone can see it.

Black text on white paper.

That is the word "Yin".

Experts watch the door, laymen watch the fun.

Ning Luoyao and Xu Jianian only thought this word was very beautiful, and they were captured for a moment when they looked at it.

Shen Xiuwen was extremely pleasantly surprised: "It's so well written! It has the air of a king!"

Qi Shuning's expression changed subtly, the fingers holding the brush tightened instantly, and the whole person was a little unresponsive.

Si Fuqing can actually write?!

Didn't she even graduate from junior high school?

Why can I suddenly learn calligraphy?

Although Qi Shuning is not a calligraphy major, he has been practicing it since he was a child.

She had to admit that the word "Si Fuqing" was better than the poem she wrote.

At this moment, she was in a very flustered mood, and she couldn't tell whether she was regretful or jealous.

The audience in the live broadcast room were also shocked.

[…Si Fuqing’s calligraphy is good. The characters are written in one go and are majestic.]

【It’s really amazing to be praised by Teacher Shen.】

[You call this so-so??? I’m so humble, my wife, if I could write as well as you, I would take a loudspeaker and shout on the street.]

[One thing to say, I really think the program team gave her a clear answer. You said she has strong survival skills. It can be said that she practiced it in the countryside. What's the matter with calligraphy? She didn't even graduate from junior high school, and she still...

Write a word?]

[It’s so funny that you can explain the topic clearly when you are not as skilled as others. Can you master this word overnight? Why do you have ten years of skills? This program was only registered at the beginning of the year.]

[I deeply suspect that Si Fuqing is also a fan of Emperor Yin, otherwise why would she write "Yin."]

[Woohoo, double chefs are ecstatic! My wife’s idol is also my idol.]

"These netizens are so sharp-eyed." When Feng San saw this in the hotel, he couldn't help but say, "I guessed from just one word that Miss Si is a fan of His Majesty Emperor Yin. If the uncle said he has feelings, he must have feelings."

He saw that the book Miss Si usually carried the most was "The Biography of Emperor Yin"

Hearing this, Yu Xiheng turned his head and gave him a very indifferent glance.

Feng San looked a little creepy: "Brother Jiu, I..."

Where did he say the wrong thing?

Yu Xiheng put down the cup and stood up.

Feng San was stunned and immediately followed.

"Go out." Yu Xiheng said lightly, "No need to follow."

Feng San assessed his strength and finally shut up.

He should just stay here and watch the variety show live.

**

The recording of the program is still in progress.
To be continued...