The gangster of fast wear is online

Chapter 472 The Flower God's Nostalgia 25
"Ahem, no hard work, that..."

Interrupted by them, Yu Mengni, a non-professional, forgot her words and became anxious, her fair face flushed red.

At this time, the savior appeared.Lan Shuying saw from the corner of her eye that someone was standing in the blind spot of the camera and holding a board to this side, on which was written two big characters with a thick-core marker: Luggage!

Yu Mengni's eyes lit up, yes!

Lan Shuying was also reminded that according to the schedule given by the program team, the program team would send someone to check her suitcase before departure.

This move was explained to the outside world to prevent children from hiding entertainment products. In fact, there should be another purpose. Many viewers should be curious about what rich children bring when traveling, which is to satisfy their psychology.

As for the show, eye-catching, or the ability to attract money is the most important.

The housekeeper had thought of this a long time ago. Yesterday, when the two were packing their luggage, they went through layers of screening:
Don’t bring too expensive skin care products, cosmetics, jewelry, and accessories, and brand clothes that are inconvenient to move around... After a series of things, let alone entertainment products, there are few items that cost more than 300 yuan. It's pure, just to avoid being attacked by keyboard warriors.

When Yu Mengni mentioned it, Lan Shuying quickly opened the suitcase, and the photographer rushed up excitedly and snapped snaps.

"Wow...it's really neat! Miss Huazhi, did you tidy up all of this?"

Yu Mengni was shocked by the scene in front of her:

Just look at this half of the box, which is divided into six areas. Objects made of soft fabrics such as clothes and towels are in roll shape, while private clothes and scattered toiletries are packed in separate storage bags. It gives people an extremely clean feeling, and people simply don't have the heart to destroy it.

Faced with Yu Mengni's surprise, Lan Shuying smiled politely, and did not take credit for it: "It's not all organized by me. The main thing is that my Aunt Mei is a good storager. If I have a chance, I will ask her for advice and share it with everyone."

The director joked next to him that even if it was sorted like this, they would still have to "destroy flowers with hot hands".

In response to his words, two staff members wearing disposable gloves stood beside the box, looking eager to try.

Lan Shuying made a gesture of asking for permission, which seemed to be very cooperative.

Unbeknownst to her, in the live broadcast room opened by countless live broadcast platforms for "Exchange Life", the audience has already started tearing each other apart, and the barrage is endless:
【Shock!This rich second generation is different! 】

【Shock!What about the promised arrogant Bai Fumei rural transformation?My melon seeds are all ready, so why don't you show me this? 】

[I feel that she looks so educated, she looks very comfortable...]

[Upstairs, be more sober!How much does the Hua family spend with us for a year, and can't afford the tuition for acting classes? 】

[I don't listen, I don't listen, I licked this box!When will the storage tutorial be released?I want I want I want! 】

[If you are ignorant upstairs, don’t be ashamed to come out, the same storage bag, a certain treasure, is nine yuan and nine free shipping! 】

[Look, take a look, take a look, the special storage combination for travel, it only costs [-] yuan to fight Xixi! 】

Toffee reads it with gusto, and from time to time picks out something interesting and reads it to Lan Shuying, and Lan Shuying will reply to it when she finds time, mainly chatting with the girl with glasses.

Yu Mengni should have received a good education, but she is not suitable for an extroverted job. During the exchange, Yu Mengni also said that her hobby is photography, and she hopes to shoot excellent photography works.

Lan Shuying noticed that Yu Mengni's right hand had very thick calluses, mainly on the index finger, middle finger and thumb, as if they were often picked up by something and worn out for a long time.

A flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, and she asked casually, "Meng Ni, do you usually like to play chess?"

Yu Mengni was caught off guard by this question, "Ah... how do you know?"

Lan Shuying smiled and said nothing.

Yu Mengni scratched her head and said in a low voice, "I have been exposed to chess more, but I still love photography more. I haven't played chess much this year. Huh, this is..." Her eyes fell on Lan Shuying's hand.

There lay an upside-down book quietly, and the king and queen of chess occupied most of the cover side by side.

Lan Shuying handed her the book, "I'm interested in chess during this time, and I'm learning by myself."

With the topic, the two chatted more naturally.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lan Shuying asked her a few questions, and the other party answered them fluently, and the explanation was very easy to understand.The more they talked, the more devoted they were, until the director's shadow covered the sofa and coughed twice, the two of them finally realized it.

The director took the book and flipped through it. It wasn't very new. There were obvious signs of use on the corners, and there were small notes in some places. The photographer immediately moved closer to take a close-up.

"Good words!" The director praised.

Although the words are small, the meaning is not small.

The handwriting is elegant and unrestrained, with a few traces of the smell of hairpin flowers in lower case, but without that restraint, giving people a feeling of carefree glass, just like a bird soaring in the sky after breaking out of the cage, chirping in the wind, with a refreshing atmosphere.

As the saying goes, writing is like a person, how can you not like a person who writes just by looking at the writing?He has always been fond of calligraphy with hard pens, and he was delighted to see the characters, so he subconsciously asked who wrote them.

Lan Shuying didn't take it seriously and admitted it directly, but the live broadcast room exploded with doubts.

After all, this show has always been a "demon mirror" for the rich second generation. Fans have long been accustomed to seeing all kinds of ignorant ugly behaviors of children at the beginning, and suddenly there is one that can't be faulted, how can they not doubt it?
[I have a hunch, no wonder you can invite a heavyweight guest like the daughter of the Hua family to put on a show!Look at it, it must be written by someone else! 】

[This character is really beautiful, I only want to say four words after learning calligraphy for eight years: feel ashamed! 】

[The ones who boast that Huazhi writes beautifully are all sailors hired by her family!Let her write one now if she has the ability! 】

The director actually had the idea of ​​letting her write on the spot, but he was standing in the Hua family's territory, and Hua who didn't show up gave him a lot of psychological pressure.Just at this time, the housekeeper came back. She had followed Hua Yanbo for at least ten years, and his sharp eyes touched his aura. The director didn't dare to mention it until the end.

After sharing the mung bean soup and resting for a while, the team should set off.

The journey was fairly calm, and Lan Shuying felt comfortable returning to the cage because she didn't shoot on the plane.

Coming out of the airport, it took more than ten hours of tossing and bumping, and it was about a night in the only hotel in the town. The next day, the car finally drove into the mountain.

"This journey is indeed tortuous enough. It's a plane, a train, and a car. My waist hurts from sitting. I don't know what's going on upstairs at night. I can't sleep well in the middle of the night because of the noise..." Yu Mengni pressed the button from behind. I got out of the car with my waist down, and suddenly realized that this calm little sister didn't answer.

She looked at Lan Shuying and found that he was staring at a person on the side of the road.

(End of this chapter)