Young Master Bo, your wife is going to heaven

Nourishes—

The TV skipped directly to the clip of The Masked Singer.

It's not a fake anymore, just come here.

It's better to make a quick decision like this, otherwise Wen Meifang may write a novel by praising her precious daughter alone.

Everyone: "???"

How did you jump here?There was still a part of wearing a mask and singing.

"Oh, I know, this is the latest segment designed by the program group. It is said that amateurs can participate, as long as they are capable." Zhang Ma said with a smile.

"Hey, I remember Miss Ran Ran, you participated in the competition, don't you know there is such a link?"

Wen Ranran: "..."

She twitched when she was named.

She smiled slightly and said, "Mum Zhang, I have more than one announcement. I still have a lot of things to do. Maybe the program team has already told my agent, but the agent hasn't notified me yet."

I go.

This is really good at pretending.

Obviously the latest to be tossed and miserably, asking for leave again and again, how can I have time to care about these?
Mama Zhang was stunned, and muttered for a while: "That's right, Miss Ran Ran, you fell into the cesspit again recently, and you were beaten for no reason, your face is disfigured, and you really don't have much time to go on the show."

Wen Ranran: "..."

Gu Lincheng on the side frowned slightly, and kept a certain distance quietly.

Wen Ranran was deeply shocked: "Mother Zhang, that's all in the past." She gritted her teeth.

"That's right, Miss Ran Ran was indeed very dirty that day. She was covered in golden shit, her hair, nails, and clothes. It was all there, but she had already washed it, so there was no problem at all."

Everyone: "..."

I didn't think of it at first, but now when I think of that scene, my stomach is churning.

I don't even have the appetite to eat.

Even his own father showed a trace of disgust.

He coughed, and slowly got up to go out to get some air, otherwise he would always feel a scent like Xiang floating in the air.

"Hey, who is this masked singer?" Sheng Nuan said.

Everyone's attention was drawn to it.

Wen Qianqian nervously tugged at her fingers, trembling all over.

"Wow, she sings well." Sheng Nuan boasted, "Isn't it, Dad?"

Sheng Jiajun listened and nodded: "Well, it's not bad."

Wen Qianqian was on pins and needles, worried that she would be exposed.

But thinking that she was wearing a mask throughout the game, and she also put on clothes that she wouldn't normally wear. Her style changed drastically, and she couldn't tell if she didn't look carefully.

It gradually relaxed.

"Heh, what's so good about it, but I'm just an amateur, how can we sing as professionally as Ran Ran?" Wen Meifang devoted herself to protecting her daughter, and when she saw Sheng Nuan saying hello to that person, she felt all kinds of upset and fired all kinds of guns. , the tone is called a yin and yang.

"Now this kind of singing competition just likes to play tricks, thinking that some amateurs can increase the exposure rate of the program group, exaggerated, and don't look at those individuals who have no skills at all. Singing is like a duck shouting, a bit Neither is the level."

puff.

Aunt Wen is mighty.

Is it really okay for you to complain about your daughter like this?

Look at your dear Qianqian, that ugly face is like something, tsk tsk, that little face is pale.

It's like... How to describe it, it's like the feelings of those sisters whose mothers gave birth to a second brother and were ignored all the year round that were exposed on the Internet.

Look, he just sat there with his head down, silent, how pitiful.

I really want to expose it right away and see the wonderful face-slapping clips.

"Honey, are you ready?"

She immediately sent a message to Fang Yingying.

Ding.

The mobile phone gentleman popped out a thing-may I use the sentence that my big hanger is already hungry and thirsty?

puff.

Your phone is absolutely poisonous.

It's time, what's going on?

"no need."

After solving the mobile phone, she immediately sent a message to Fang Yingying: "You understand."

"it is good."

At this time, a person wearing a black baseball cap appeared on the TV screen. After careful identification, isn't that Fang Yingying herself?
?

"Why you? Didn't you say that you arranged for a little fresh meat from your crew?"

Sheng Nuan's arrangement is purposeful. The appearance of a little fresh meat on the scene has a certain amount of traffic. If he goes up to expose the masked girl himself, wouldn't it be very exciting?
If the actors are good, you can also perform an impromptu performance on the spot, why they were boyfriend and girlfriend in the past, or this guy is a single father or something.

In short, we can blacken Wen Qianqian from beginning to end, but why is the little fresh meat missing?
"Oh, he's laid off."

"???"

Wasn't he still active on a certain blog a few days ago, but he was laid off today?Should it be so timely?

"Then you should contact him immediately."

"No, he said that he is going to set up a street stall and regain his childhood dream, and he can't persuade him to come back."

"..."

What is this ghost?

"I don't know, anyway, I just don't want to take this job, and the strange thing is, as long as I say that I am helping to do this, everyone avoids it. Hey, I don't know who it is, I feel that behind this Someone must be operating, otherwise why are they all like scared chickens?"

Just as Sheng Nuan was about to speak, he suddenly thought of something.

Little fresh meat laid off?
in a group?
The timing is so coincidental?
Inexplicably, she thought of what someone said in the villa, all the recent little fresh meats are some outrageous, vulgar and blah blah blah.

"..."

Could it be that someone made a small report to the young master?

wipe.

"Hey, I don't know who did it, it's so wicked."

Ah Choo!Sheng Nuan, whose name was called, sneezed hard.

"Then what, it doesn't matter if there is no one else, anyway, your acting skills are pretty good, I trust you."

Fang Yingying nodded: "Don't worry, I will give you the highest level of performance."

Sheng Nuan looked forward to it.

Then I saw the girl wearing a baseball cap transform into a staff member and appear on the stage majestically.

Everyone: "???"

Although it is not clear why some people would enter indiscriminately, but they are staff members, maybe the editor made a mistake?

but.

but!

Why the Mao family went straight up the next moment and took off the mask of the masked singer on stage.

simple.

rough.

That's called a crisp.

bang.

The mask fell off, revealing a young and familiar face.