Since the wildfires have been effectively controlled, the firefighters' need for supplies has been greatly reduced, and the number of volunteers has also begun to shrink. The first batch of people who came have been sent home to rest.

Ma Xiaoshu, a person who loved to join in the fun and was the first to go to support, was naturally sent home.

The two teachers, the editor and the cameraman, followed Ma Xiaoshu back with their whole bodies sore, and were even treated to Bao Gu, which was quite considerate.

Ma Xiaoshu's parents were also very enthusiastic and brought gloves to the two teachers.

The two elders are not only ignorant but also superstitious.

"Fortunately, it rained for a while here, so the fire didn't come over."

"Lao Ma, our mountain has good feng shui..."

"They all said that there was smoke coming out of our ancestral graves, otherwise the tree baby would be able to be on TV?"

"You should also find someone to do Feng Shui and repair the tomb first."

"I want it."

"If you bury a good Feng Shui, the tree baby will have food and clothing throughout his life..."

"I want to have more babies!"

Parents always feel that there is smoke coming out of their ancestral graves, so they should also bury them in a Feng Shui treasure place, where they will have fever during life and smoke after death.

The two teachers on the program team were dumbfounded. How could such a family cultivate a creative genius like Ma Xiaoshu?

Totally unreasonable!

Although they have little culture, they can understand some things clearly.

For example, they love Ma Xiaoshu the most, but they are very supportive of him going to disaster relief. Brother Pao must not show off his diarrhea.

For example, they usually had a meager meal, but they happily took out bacon, sausages, and preserved eggs to entertain the two teachers from the program team who came from afar, and they also killed two chickens.

For another example, although they are poor, they also bought jelly and corn cakes two days ago and sent them to the supply station to reward the firefighters who put out the fire on the mountain.

Anyone in the village who doesn't show any signs will be despised for decades.

After lunch, Ma Xiaoshu was about to leave.

Originally, the program team wanted him to go to Xiangzhou yesterday, but the two teachers were forced to work by Ma Xiaoshu and forgot about it. Later, they changed their tickets to this afternoon.

Before departure, Ma Xiaoshu's luggage was searched by the two teachers.

The home-brewed white tea I brought for Brother Xu was withheld, and the mousse my sister saved money to buy was not allowed to be brought. I was not allowed to bring lighters, self-heating hotpots, watermelons, and dichlorvos...

Forget it, bear with it.

Ma Xiaoren's mentality is not bad. During this period, he made 50,000 yuan. He helped put out fires and even earned a DIY motorcycle for free.

Although there is no salary for the "Shining Boy" national competition, Ma Xiaoshu now earns over 10,000 yuan a month, and participating in the competition is part of the job.

After getting off the plane, Ma Xiaoshu met the agent assigned to him by the company.

"Hello hello!"

Ma Xiaoshu warmly extended his hand and shook hands with the plump, round, and freckled agent.

"Okay! I'm your manager Wang Dabao... In short, you have to report to me wherever you go from now on. Everyone doesn't know, but I'm actually here to monitor you."

Wang Dabao is the manager and assistant assigned to Ma Xiaoshu by Jiaxing. He is only 23 years old, height 161cm and weight 161cm. He just graduated a year ago and worked as Yang Li's assistant for a month before he was fired and given to Jiaxing.

of new artists, eight artists were replaced in half a year.

This girl has average abilities, but she is honest, optimistic and has a low emotional intelligence. The biggest advantage is that her father is very rich.

The three giants of Jiaxing are very optimistic about her. This fat girl is very suitable for monitoring Ma Xiaoshu.

Ma Xiaoshu took out a box of cold noodles and said, "Okay, sister! This was brought down from the plane. It tastes very good. Do you want to try it?"

Wang Dabao opened it and ate it: "It's wrong to take things casually. It smells so good..."

"Sister Bao, do you bring so much luggage?"

"There's just a box of cosmetics, clothes and jewelry..."

"I'll get it for you."

"It's okay, but I can't eat noodles while dragging the suitcase."

So artist Ma Xiaoshu dragged three suitcases, a snakeskin bag, a donkey brand satchel and a guitar and followed his manager Wang Dabao to the car.

The benefits of the national competition have improved, and the program team has arranged standard hotel rooms for the contestants.

Ma Xiaoshu checked around the hotel, put away his luggage and went to the TV station.

The top five in the same division were arranged in a dressing room. Ma Xiaoshu pushed the door open with a plastic bag: "Hey, hey, hey!"

Niu Ziming and Zhu Biao, who were putting on makeup, said in unison: "Hey, hey, hey!"

Cheng Xiao nodded: "Hi!"

Liu Zexu helped him finish: "Hi hi."

"Is it hot? Do you want some cold cake?"

Ma Xiaoshu opened the plastic bag, and inside was a cold cake in a plastic bowl. Ma Xiaoshu spent a lot of money to buy it from Shancheng Supermarket, a specialty of his hometown.

"I want to eat too!"

A delicate and melodious voice came from outside the door, soft and pleasant.

The four players stared at Ma Xiaoshu in surprise.

Ma Xiaoshu explained: "My agent."

The four guys looked in the direction of the door with curious expressions on their faces, with some unspeakable expectation.

Then, Wang Dabao got stuck in the door while eating potato chips.

One thing to say, the dressing room door was indeed not made to standard, but luckily Wang Dabao squeezed in sideways.

The four players immediately withdrew their gaze. What does the manager expect?

Everyone has it.

Ma Xiaoshu made two bowls of cold cakes for Wang Dabao, and each of the others received a bowl.

At this time, the staff sent the national competition rules and player regulations, which every player must read.

Ma Xiaoshu threw it aside, ate cold cake and went out for a walk, not forgetting to report to his agent:

"Sister Bao, I'm going to go wander around and see if there are any opportunities to make money."

Very professional.

Wang Dabao was more professional: "Okay! If someone from the company asks you later, just say that I will never leave you."

Ma Xiaoshu returned an OK gesture and left.

Next door, the door of the dressing room in the southern division was pushed open, and a dark-skinned guy with a round head came in eating cold cakes: "Hey, hey, brothers! Do you want cold cakes? Ten yuan a bowl, cheap and affordable!"

The contestants were all confused. Isn’t this Xiaoshu?

Do we know each other?

Ma Xiaoshu: "I also brought Hechuan peach slices."

They were all young people. Ma Xiaoshu forced each of them to subscribe for a bowl of cold cake, and everyone became familiar with it.

Then came friends from the Eastern Division: "Hey, hey, hey..."

Finally, Ma Xiaoshu pushed open the dressing room in the northern division: "Hahahahaha..."

The four players in the northern division were all startled and looked at Ma Xiaoshu strangely.

He was so wronged and so speechless with dark circles under his eyes.

At this moment, Gou Fugui was sitting in a unique wheelchair, with a thick plaster on his left leg, a bandage on his right hand hanging around his neck, and a circle of gauze wrapped around his head.

Click, click, click...

Ma Xiaoshu took out his mobile phone and showed Fugui'er a picture from all angles, sending it to Moments.

Gou Jian grabbed the cold cake and drank it. It was difficult for him to use a spoon with one hand.

After posting to WeChat Moments, Ma Xiaoshu stopped selling cold cakes and pushed away in his wheelchair: "Brothers, lend him to me for a while. Hey, hey, watch me drift around the corner..."

Gou Jian screamed: "Slow down, I'm going to fly out!"

There was silence in the dressing room of the Northern Division, and everyone looked at each other. This...is the composition genius from the Western Division?

squeak~

Ma Xiaoshu braked suddenly, why did someone suddenly appear?

He Jiyong also looked confused. Why did he suddenly get out of a car?
Chapter completed!