One Pet Gets Married

"Don't expect, don't want to watch, get out!"

"In fact, I still want to see it, I want to see what kind of demon Tang Youan is going to behave this time hahaha!"

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Tang Youan looked at those comments and couldn't help holding his forehead. Look at other people's reviews, and then look at yourself, I have to say that the original body is really a wild and unruly love of freedom, and it can defeat the favor of the whole people, and it is probably the only one.

On the other side, the producers and directors of the program group chanted as they walked after receiving Xu Ying and Tang Youan.

"Brother, I still feel a little embarrassed. Let Tang Youan come to our show, will it be too low-end?" The producer frowned, "Our show has always followed the high-end style."

"Now I still insist on what high-end and not high-end do. Just like Zixi said, the show has always been too serious, and the masses are tired of watching it, so it gradually declines. At this time, a Tang Youan will attract a lot of people to come to see her. If you want her to behave poorly, maybe everyone will spit out while watching, after all, they all want to see how she gets embarrassed. If she wants her to behave well, everyone She will be quelled, and then she can’t help but want to see what’s still hidden in her stomach, right? Didn’t we reach a consensus during the meeting before?” When we walked to the smoking area, the director took out a box of cigarettes and a lighter, and lit her head down. He squinted his eyes and exhaled smoke rings, "It's better to be a dead horse doctor."

"Also..." The producer nodded.

On the other side, Song Xici just finished filming a scene wearing a fishtail, wrapped in a thick coat, supported by an assistant, shivering and returning to the chair with trembling teeth, and taking a glass of warm water in the hands of another assistant. After taking a few mouthfuls of hot water, he reluctantly recovered.

"Ci Jie Ci Jie, look!" At this moment, Xiao He turned on his mobile phone and handed it to Song Xi Ci.

Song Xici was stunned, then took a look, and saw that Tang Youan was about to participate in the recording of the Mo Guest program, he was also dumbfounded in an instant.

This guy, why has his luck suddenly become so good recently? You can still get on this show?

As this happened suddenly and urgently, the task of recording was imminent. Tang Youan hadn't watched a few issues yet and didn't do much homework, so it was her turn to record.

However, she has generally understood the pattern of the show.

Probably, the host will give the question, and then the participating guests will choose the correct answer. Finally, the judges and guests will analyze some of the questions and the allusions of the answers and so on.

However, from the few issues that Tang Youan watched, Tang Youan has already figured out the routine.

On the third day after signing the contract, Tang Youan went to record the show with the program group.

At the beginning of the show, the surroundings on the stage were darkened, only a beam of light fell from the center, while Tang Youan was wearing a white improved Hanfu, sitting in front of a guzheng, slowly raising his hand and stroking the strings.

The hand touches the string, the string touches the wood, making sound. When the first syllable burst out, one of the male professors in the panel of judges opened his mouth in surprise, then closed his mouth seriously and nodded.

Song Xici, who had just rushed backstage, listened to the tune and watched Tang Youan, who calmly played the guzheng on stage, unknowingly being brought into a certain mood by the rhythm.

A few minutes later, the song was finished, but the big guys in the field were stunned, as if still immersed in the sound of the circumstance. It took a while before they reacted and applauded.

"First of all, welcome our guest of this season, Tang Youan, the guest of the show. I heard that the name of your own song is called "Let's Give a Gift". Is there any meaning in it?" The host wearing high heels and a white waist pinched suit Ren Cao Xin walked onto the stage and stood still next to Tang Youan.

"It doesn't make much sense, it's just for Xi." Tang Youan replied.

When Song Xici in the background heard it, he curled his lips and said "idiot".

"Yo yo yo! Take a look, this feeling is here to show affection?" Cao Xin looked at the audience and stretched out an arm.

"It's not about Xiu Enai, or I just want her to know that I'm good at playing Guzheng." However, Tang Youan retorted.

"Isn't this called Xiu Enai?" Cao Xin opened her eyes wide.

"The Net Chuan Xiu Enai died fast, and she and I want to live a long life, but don't want to die fast." Tang Youan replied solemnly.

Cao Xin was stunned for a few seconds and then smiled: "You are so humorous. If this is not a show of affection, then why don't you write the first gift to me?"

Tang Youan looked at her as if it was down, as if embarrassed.

Cao Xin choked again. This guy does not play cards according to common sense at all.

Tang Youan thought for a while, and then said, "I can teach you how to compose and play the guzheng, and let him write it for you."

After speaking, it seemed that something was weird, Tang Youan tilted his head with the microphone. But everyone in the audience laughed.

As for Song Xici, he had already laughed in the background until his stomach hurts. This one is really...

"Okay, okay, it's a deal! Speaking of it, many people on the Internet said that you didn't understand when you came to the show this time. What do you want to say to them?" the host asked again.

After listening, Tang Youan fell into a downtime mode, staring blankly at a camera, and then turned to look at the host: "I am no longer the me who used to be. Don't you scold me?"

Cao Xin was stunned: "It's a bit hanged."

Tang Youan gave an "Oh" and turned his head: "I'm very fierce, and my swordsmanship is very powerful. Don't bully me. If you bully me, I will make you cry."

Cao Xin couldn't laugh or cry: "So if I can't speak good words, is it a verbal threat?"

"May be successful?" Tang Youan asked.

"I don't know, you are really too funny, haha!" Cao Xin smiled and shook his head, "Well, please go and sit down there."

Tang Youan walked over, and when he sat down beside Professor Yili, the professors all turned their heads and smiled at her, thinking they had a good impression.

Immediately after that, Cao Xin was in, bar, bar, la, and after a lot of it, he invited today's contestants.

After that, Cao Xin stood aside, looked at the players, and held the microphone: "Question one, may I ask, in the following poems, which one refers to friendship. A. One of them breaks up and looks at each other silently. B , Young and old leave home and return to the boss, the local accent has not changed, and the temples are declining. C. I think about the monarch every day and never see the monarch, and drink the water of the Yangtze River. D.

After a while, the players pressed the selection button one after another.

Three groups got the correct answers, and the two groups chose the wrong A.

So at this time, Professor He Chengxue stepped up and talked about a lot of knowledge with Liu Changqing, the creator of answer D.

After listening to He Chengxue's words, Tang Youan nodded on the side: "Exactly. To be precise, the poetry of item A was written by the poet Lu Zhaolin when his brother set off from the prosperous Chang'an to the difficult and dangerous Shu Road."

At this time, Cao Xin on the stage was stunned again. The program team had asked her to treat Tang Youan as a vase before, because she had no ink on her chest after all. In the end, it didn't look like someone out of ink.

It took ten hours to record an episode from morning to night.

Tang Youan's performance has always been very good, and the big guys are a bit stunned, feeling like they have met a fake Tang Youan.

After the recording, Tang Youan started looking for Song Xici as soon as he returned to the background.

After looking around, I saw Song Xici sitting in a corner with a makeup artist. Song Xici fed the makeup artist something to eat. Then the two of them didn't know what they were talking about, they looked very happy. In the end, the makeup artist put one hand on Song Xici's shoulder, and got close and whispered something in her ear. The two finally laughed.

"Ahhhh, Teacher Xiao Song, you are so beautiful, can I take a photo with you?!" At this moment, a girl backstage screamed and jumped over again, standing in front of Song Xici with a flushed face. .

"Okay," Song Xici looked at the work badge she was wearing on her chest, and read her name, "Sister Li Xiaochen, is she? Come, stand next to me!"

"Hmm!" After the little sister nodded frantically, she stood next to Song Xici, opened the phone screen, turned on the beauty camera, and held it high in the air, "One, two, three!"

Because the little sister is too short, it is estimated to be 150, so Song Xici squatted a little too short in order to take care of her.

With a click, the photo was taken instantly. But the little sister was still dissatisfied, pouting her mouth again, and opening Shu Lingling's eyes and said, "Teacher Xiao Song, can I have a hug?"

Tang Youan looked at them and didn't say a word. He just pulled off the hairband on his head and threw it on the dressing table.

"Okay!" At this moment, Song Xici smiled and thanked him, and then opened his arms.

So, the little sister instantly threw herself into her arms and gave her a hard hug.

After the hug, another staff member walked to Song Xici with a crimson face carrying a bowl of Oden: "Teacher Xiao Song, can you sign me?"

"Yes." Song Xici continued to nod with a smile.

"Hmm! Could you please sign a name on my back! Can I draw another big heart?!" The staff's eyes lit up.

"Ok!" Song Xici unscrewed the cap of the marker and signed her.

Tang Youan felt that when Song Xici was with anyone else, he was more comfortable and happy than when he was with himself.

Finally, after a long time of tossing, Song Xici noticed Tang Youan who was on the side.

"Hey, all right? Hurry up, go and change clothes, and then let's go home!" Song Xici ran to her.

Tang Youan nodded and turned slightly sideways, but finally thought about it, then turned around and stretched out his hands to hang in the air.

Song Xici was stunned, and then slapped her hard: "Okay, go now."

Tang Youan didn't speak either, just nodded, then took his clothes and went there to change.

After coming out of the program group, after Tang Youan and Song Xici got into the car one after another, the whole people looked a little bored.

"Hey, this Ms. Tang, I said, what's the matter with you? Her face is so bad." After returning home and turning on the lights, Song Xici turned and poked her.

Tang Youan shook his head, and after a while, turned his head to look at her: "I just want to ask, from Xi Ci's point of view, what kind of existence am I? Does Xi Ci dislike me?"