You sell swords, I go crazy, join hands to rectify the entertainment industry

The next day, Jiang Qiyu opened her eyes and suddenly faced Yu Xiaoyu's "tilted head kill".

"!!!"

Fortunately, the bed was big, and she was so startled that she didn't turn over and fall.

"Hey, Miss Yu,"

Seeing her guilty look of being caught and raped in bed, Yu Xiaoyu immediately grinned wretchedly:

"You two yesterday..."

"Hey (↗)"

Jiang Qiyu raised her hand in time to stop her dangerous association, but it was still the same perfunctory set of rhetoric:

"Our lips are friendly."

-

On this day, Qi Yu and Jiang Qiyu, who got up early and finished their morning exercises, went to "Resurrection!"my lover! "Recording site.

The eight guests got together and began to listen to the director's team's arrangement for today's task session:

Several guests are free to choose a group of two, and go to the parent-child interaction experience hall communicated by the program group in advance to have a one-day parent experience.

The first group is a pair of ex-couples who are inseparable. Both of them are actors, but due to work reasons, they get together less and leave more, which can only lead to a breakup in the end.

The two were the most favored pair by the public before, so naturally they quickly locked in each other.

After the other four people rolled their eyes at each other with their predecessors who hated each other, they chose to cross and swap very firmly.

In the end, Jiang Qiyu and Qi Yu were left, and they automatically formed a group.

On the bus to the mission site, everyone talked about their views on children, and shared some interesting stories about themselves and relatives' children.

A female guest took the initiative to talk to Jiang Qiyu:

"Qiyu, do you like children?"

Jiang Qiyu turned her head to look at her when she heard the words, and nodded with a smile:

"Like it."

As she said that, before she could continue asking, she began to take the initiative to share about the children she had met before:

"When I was shopping in the mall before, I met a very cute child who was very curious. The first floor of the mall was marked with a piano that was only for display and was blocked by a fence. He got in and pressed on it. No matter how you call outside, you won’t come down.”

"Ah?" A male guest poked his head over:

"Isn't that a bear? How cute is it?"

"Hey (↗)"

Jiang Qiyu shook her head with disapproval, "My child, he is naturally restless, understandable."

After speaking, she continued:

"I looked interesting at the time, so I went to chat with the child's mother. She said that she would take the child out on weekends to relax. After chatting for a while, I told her that I was actually a scout and I was listening to the child playing the piano just now. Very sensitive, very talented, maybe in time the next Beethoven."

"Then I left my phone number with her and told her that if the child passed the tenth piano test, she must contact me and introduce the child to perform at the National Theater."

"......what?"

"Alas..." Facing the complicated gazes of several guests, Jiang Qiyu let out a long sigh and said quietly:

"It is estimated that the child will never have the opportunity to spend the weekend again."

"..."

After she finished telling this story, the barrage that was originally immersed in the appearance of each group of cp was instantly occupied by the full screen of [hahaha].

[No, I laughed so hard, this sister, you know how to kill people. 】

[Learn it, I will try it on the children of my relatives another day. 】

[Hahahahahahahaha ... the bear child killer, this sister will not go to the child to kill the child, right? 】

Of course, there were those who condemned the story she shared:

【...I'm really speechless, why are you so hostile to children? 】

[The upstairs give way a little bit, your relic jumped to me. 】

The other guests couldn't smile openly, so they could only purse their lips secretly.

Zhang Yang, the male guest who lost his real name yesterday, smiled and looked at Qi Yue, who had not been involved in the topic:

"Won't you share with us?"

"..."

The man who was suddenly caught by the cue paused for a moment, and without putting on airs, he shared the story between himself and the child openly:

"I have a little nephew who was naughty when he was young."

Jiang Qiyu knew at the time that he was talking about Qiao Fang, and she couldn't help but lower her head and pursed her lips when she thought of that unlucky boy.

Qi Yu gave her a puzzled look, and then continued under the urging of others:

"When he was in elementary school, he called me suddenly, saying that there was a boy in the class who wanted to have a fight with him, and wanted to borrow my secretary to support the scene."

"Huh? Why?"

The male guest who spoke just now spoke again:

"You are his uncle, why did you let your secretary go over there to support the scene?"

"He said my secretary has a tattoo, which is scary."

"Pfft ha ha ha ha..." The man couldn't hold back his laughter, and asked again:

"Then, did your secretary go?"

"Go," Qi Yue spread his hands helplessly, "In the end, both of them were despised by each other."

Zhang Yang also asked curiously: "And why?"

"Because my secretary's tattoo is the initials of my first love."

"..."

After a brief silence, laughter broke out again in the car.

......

In this way, amidst everyone's laughter and laughter, the bus carrying the guests soon arrived at the parent-child activity experience hall in the urban area designated by the program group.

Four groups of guests stood on the stage, and there were more than a dozen children of all ages in the audience.

The task assigned by the program group: each group of guests will perform on stage once, and the children will choose who will be their "one-day parents".

The three groups of guests came on stage one by one, making the children laugh constantly.

And when it was the last group's turn,

Jiang Qiyu exchanged glances with Qi Yu who was beside her, and shuddered at the thought of his "uncle's slap in the face".

For the sake of the flowers of the motherland, I decided to stand up and perform a simple and error-free nursery rhyme for the children.

Don't ask for success, but ask for nothing.

She came to the stage confidently, asked Qi Yu to stand by and beat herself with a metronome, and then slowly opened her voice under the innocent and clear eyes of the children...

"..."

When the song ended, not only the children in the audience were stunned, but even the staff and guests forgot to react.

Unable to keep up with her treacherous and ever-changing rhythm, Qi Yue simply put away the metronome, held her hand and brought the microphone, which was like a murder weapon, to his mouth:

"If I say, this is a recitation of children's songs."

"..."

[It's so nice to hear, there is a feeling of disregarding other people's life and death. 】

【This sister's singing is really urinating, no, tears...】

【Da Shachun, what exactly do you want to do (loudly) What is your purpose? ! 】

[Jiang Qiyu, if you do this again, I will really want you [smile]]

【Why is the barrage so malicious? If you were here, you might not sing as badly as her [Bixin]]

[Sis, when you sing, the east and west rooms collapse, leaving only the south hall. 】