newbobooks Chapter 155 The more you wash, the darker you get
Chapter 155 The more you wash, the darker you get
The live broadcast room of Wensu and Yunxiao.
Divided into two rooms.
Wen Su was looking at the computer in front of him with dark circles under his eyes, his hands typing away on the keyboard.
Yunxiao took on a composing job some time ago and was looking at the musical score at his workstation.
The two did not communicate at all, but they were both in very bad conditions.
The director was lying on a recliner in his own director's room, swaying as he looked at several cameras.
One minute, two minutes passed.
Neither Wensu nor Yunxiao moved, let alone packing their luggage, they didn't even wash or brush their teeth.
The director couldn't lie still after shaking for so long, so he quickly picked up a walkie-talkie next to him.
"Teacher Yun, Teacher Wen, if we don't pack up now, we won't be able to get on the plane. The boarding time is almost up!!!"
The director's trembling voice came from the camera, "Do these two guests dare to be more outrageous? This is not the time for you to record a variety show at home. The plane is about to take off."
"Woo...where does that sound come from?" Wen Su raised his head from the keyboard with difficulty, looking left and right with unfocused eyes.
Yunxiao reacted when he heard the voice and came to the room where his wife was typing. Looking at his wife's dazed and unfocused expression, he silently opened the glasses case next to him and gently put the glasses on his wife's ears.
Wen Su's eyes became brighter after he put on the glasses. He looked around and quickly locked onto a camera. "Is that the director's voice?"
"Well, you have to pack up and get ready to go." Yunxiao opened the bedroom closet, but as soon as he opened the closet, a pile of clothes fell out of the closet and swallowed Yunxiao's calves.
"Ah! Why did you open this closet door? Didn't we agree to open the one next to the bed? I finally found some time to pack a few clothes yesterday and folded them neatly, but you insisted on opening such a messy one."
"My image as a beautiful boy is completely ruined, you have to compensate me." Wen Su scratched his hair in pain.
"It's okay, it's okay, we have to face reality." Yunxiao touched his wife skillfully.
The director looked at the messy room and suddenly realized that he might really miss the plane.
It was also the first time that book fans online discovered that their favorite authors actually had this side of them.
"Everyone knows that our author is called Wen·Beautiful Boy·Su."
"I really believed what he posted online, but now you tell me that this is what happened. It's suddenly a little funny. What should I do?"
"Yunxiao: My wife always wants to pretend, but we really can't, what should we do? e=(′o｀*))) Alas"
“Hahaha, everyone just pretended not to see it. Otherwise, the author is too shy and won’t give us an update tomorrow. What should we do (￣y▽￣)~*covering mouth and laughing”
"The upstairs people are grabbing bamboo shoots"
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The Yue family’s old house is a relatively old courtyard house.
Zhao Qing made sure to set five or six alarms the night before the show started today. She got up early at 5:00 this morning, put on an apron and prepared breakfast.
I also learned how to make breakfast from the chef, heating a cup of milk and making century egg and lean meat porridge.
Yue Rong got up and changed into a more formal suit, then walked behind Zhao Qing and said, "Wife, you smell so good."
Zhao Qing was about to dig salt when she accidentally dug into the wrong bottle, which had a big word "sugar" on it.
But neither of them noticed the problem, and they hugged each other hypocritically.
Until Zhao Qing put the prepared porridge into a bowl and brought it to the table.
Yue Rong's face was full of anticipation, but there was no ripple in his heart. He scooped up a spoonful of porridge and put it into his mouth.
"How is it?" Zhao Qing smiled like a perfect wife.
"Hmm!" Yue Rong almost spit out his mouth. Why is the century egg and lean meat porridge sweet?
"It's delicious." Yue Rong quickly calmed his expression when he thought about being under the camera and quickly swallowed the porridge.
"Then I'll give you this bowl too. Drink slowly. Don't be in a hurry. I'll go push out the packed luggage."
Zhao Qing had tried it yesterday and found it tasted pretty good. Now that she was praised, she was very happy regardless of whether it was true or not. She smiled and pushed her bowl over.
Yue Rong's expression froze, and he nodded stiffly, "Okay, okay."
When Yue Rong saw Zhao Qing leaving, he quickly took out his cell phone and sent a message to his secretary, asking him to call him.
Although Yue Rong's secretary was full of doubts, he still made the call as instructed and listened to the boss talking to himself on the other end.
Because of this phone call, Yue Rong finally left the porridge on the table, and the two bowls of porridge were taken back to the kitchen by the servant who was cleaning the table.
Yue Rong wished it were so, since he would never sit at this table again anyway.
When netizens saw this scene, they couldn't help but complain, is this really whitewashing? Are you sure it's not blackwashing?
"Oh my god, God knows I just watched her take a bite of a spoonful of sugar. The preserved egg and lean meat porridge is so sweet that I can't even imagine it."
"These two people were exposed after pretending so much, and they didn't even know it."
"If he had just said that the porridge was accidentally put in the wrong place, then the play could still be performed, but in the end, it is still performed for the sake of face."
"It's okay, I can still accept it. Among a bunch of sweet couples, there has to be one that produces gossip, so that the variety show can continue to be broadcast, hehe."
"I had to pretend not to see their performance, which was really a test for me as an audience member."
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The director shook his head helplessly as he looked at the comments in the live broadcast room. A rotten tree cannot be carved. Why don't you make use of such a good opportunity instead of doing these unnecessary things?
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And the live broadcast room of Fan Jing and Lu Yuanyuan.
The two artists have boarded the plane and rested their eyes at the urging of their agents.
But before the two boarded the plane, they were asked a question: What do you want to do most when you come to this show?
"I want to meet more seniors." Lu Yuanyuan answered in a very conventional manner.
"I'm also one of the boss's CP fans. How can I miss such a rare opportunity to support the couple on the spot?" Fan Jing took out his mobile phone and shook it in front of the camera, his tone full of laughter.
"Ah Jing is endorsing Fu's mobile phone, haha."
"Lv Yuanyuan's answer is a bit official."
"We Yuanyuan don't endorse their products, so why should we rush to curry favor with them? It's meaningless."
"Yeah, yeah, it's just an answer. You definitely can't tell how great our sister is."
"I just said that what she said was a bit conventional. How did it come to the word fawning?"
"To be honest, this Yuanyuan fan is really holding your real boss back. Please, with two big bosses and two big sponsors in front of you, why don't you help praise your real boss? Maybe there will be more endorsements in the future. As an excellent worker, you will not give up any opportunity."
"Same feeling, same feeling."
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The director looked at the number of viewers in the five live broadcast rooms. The number one was the couple in love, Yue Jun and Fu Fei. This was not surprising, but the second place was indeed surprising.
The second place went to intern friends Fan Jing and Lu Yuanyuan. The comments in their live broadcast room were very heated and full of quarrels between fans.
Soon, several guests from other places boarded the plane and headed to the seaside manor.