Kuaiwen is also a huge fan

The nanny van is parked in the garage.

There are few people around here, it's quite close to the B&B, and you don't have to worry about fans causing chaos.

"Sister Duan, this is pretty good."

The back seat door opened, and a boy who was wearing very loose clothes walked out. The most eye-catching thing was his baby face, which looked like he was underage.

Su Shaochuan stretched out his hands and took a few breaths of fresh air.

A very smartly dressed woman in her 30s came out of the other side of the car door.

Sister Duan held the skateboard in one hand and dragged the suitcase with the other, frowning as she looked at the boy.

"I will keep the skateboard for you and return it to you after the program is finished."

Besides singing, this kid also likes to skateboard, but he's not very good at it.

When Su Shaochuan heard this, he softened his voice and blinked his eyes and started acting cute.

"Sister Duan, you are my good sister. I promise to be honest this time."

Sister Duan refused very forcefully, "I won't accept your trick. Have you forgotten the lesson you learned last time?"

The last time he recorded a pastoral variety show, Su Shaochuan wanted to experience the feeling of skateboarding on the grass.

After sliding a short distance, he tripped over a pit and fell into a pile of cow dung.

Fortunately, Director Wang responded promptly and cut off the live broadcast, otherwise Su Shaochuan would have been known as a cow dung boy for the rest of his life.

"Bah, bah, bah! Sister Duan, please don't mention this matter again."

Su Shaochuan pinched his nose, as if that special smell was still surrounding the tip of his nose.

Sister Duan sneered, stuffed the skateboard into the car, and closed the door.

"Don't cause trouble. You can't afford to offend the two people who came this time."

When Director Wang called at that time, he made it very straightforward and asked him to take good care of his own artists.

The backgrounds of both of them are not simple.

So this time Director Wang specially invited three people who were relatively calm in the last two periods.

My artist is simple-minded and easily impulsive, so Sister Duan warned her again.

"Oh" Su Shaochuan reluctantly agreed as he watched his beloved skateboard being locked.

"Chuanchuan, what a coincidence. Do you want to go there together?"

A girl wearing a white dress came from the nanny car at the back, with an oval face and willow eyebrows, and a gentle and gentle temperament.

This person is Guan Mumu, a popular actress whose acting skills and looks are completely online.

"How many times have I told you, call me by my name?" Su Shaochuan rubbed his arms and felt a chill.

Chuanchuan, Chuanchuan almost made him sick to death.

Guan Mumu smiled, and there was an obvious dimple on the left cheek.

The contrast almost irritated her to death.

"Are you going?"

A very cool sister walked behind, wearing a high ponytail, a black tight top, loose wide-leg jeans, and the sunglasses she wore almost covered most of her face, but her gorgeous face could still be seen.

"Sister Ran, your smoking skills are still as good as before," Su Shaochuan praised.

As a fellow singer, Xu Ran managed to sing the number one song by Yi Yun with her cigarette voice.

When millions of boys and girls are heartbroken and cry under the covers late at night, they listen to Xu Ran's songs.

Xu Ran slipped off her sunglasses and rolled her eyes, "Hehe, hehe."

Guan Mumu smiled softly, then put on a mask and followed Xu Ran while dragging her suitcase.

"Wait for me!"

Su Shaochuan put on his peaked cap and followed closely behind.

Sister Duan can’t stand it anymore.

Given Su Shaochuan's current state, Sister Duan is not worried at all that Su Shaochuan will fall in love secretly like other artists.

Apart from skateboarding and singing, this guy is probably only good at talking.

……

dong dong dong.

dong dong dong.

The person on the bed opened the quilt and scratched his hair irritably.

Who calls the ghost so early in the morning?

Fang Chao looked at the time, put on his slippers and walked to the door.

"Fang He, give me a reason not to beat you." Fang Chao's voice was full of sleepiness, with a trace of impatience on his brows.

"Brother, grandma asked you to go down for breakfast, and you asked me to wake you up last night."

My brother is so forgetful.

Fang He complained silently.

Fang Chao was only wearing a pair of blue pants.

Still from Doraemon.

On the other hand, Fang He was neatly dressed, and even his hair was combed.

"The reason is established, I'll just wash my face and come"

Fang Chao yawned and closed the door with his backhand.

The door was closed tightly, Fang He squatted down, took out his mobile phone and watched the live broadcast.

The first three guests of "Summer Party" have already arrived, and my brother won't go until 02:30 in the afternoon.

It's still early, so you can take your time.

About 3 minutes.

The door opened and Fang He looked up.

"Let's go" Fang Chao casually scratched his hair.

In just 3 minutes, Fang Chao had even washed his hair.

However, Fang Chao pointed at his clothes.

"Brother, my clothes are on inside out"

"...This is called a trend"

Tossing his hair, Fang Chao neatly turned his clothes over and put them back on.

"Your hair is still dripping, do you want to wipe it first?"

"A real man doesn't stick to trivial matters," Fang Chao said, putting his hands in his pockets and walking in front.

When can my brother, my mother-in-law, change his temper?

The sound of footsteps echoed in the quiet corridor, and Fang He followed.

Two bowls of hot noodles are placed on the table.

Grandma is not here, she should be getting medicine for customers.

Fang He picked up his chopsticks and his eyes fell on the man eating noodles.

There are faint dark circles under my brother's eyes, and there are red bloodshot eyes.

He stayed up late again.

Realizing the sight, Fang Zhao paused while eating noodles, his voice was faint.

"Do I have any dignity on my face?"

Fang He didn't have time to look away, allowing Fang Chao to catch him.

Before he could speak, Fang Chao continued.

"Did you let that big bastard get infected? You're stupid and stupid."

"A great injustice?" Fang He asked in confusion.

Who is the big enemy?

"Eat your noodles." Fang Chao didn't bother to explain and slurred the noodles.

Fang He glanced outside, and at some point, there was a pigeon standing there by the window.

Looking back, Fang He slowly ate the noodles.

The room was quiet except for the faint sound of eating noodles.

The cherry blossom tree in the courtyard has long past its flowering period, and only the green leaves are left on the tree.

The wind blew the leaves together, making a whirling sound.

After finishing the bowl of noodles, Fang He took out a tissue to wipe his mouth and took out his cell phone.

A live broadcast link popped up on the screen, and Fang Chao clicked on it.

"Hello everyone, my name is Su Shaochuan (Xu Ran) (Guan Mumu), and I am one of the guests participating in the third episode of "Summer Party". You are welcome to watch~"

It seems that it has been started for a while.

Looking at the beautiful young men and women on the interface, Fang Chao clicked on the barrage.

【Wife, wife!Ran Ran’s wife! 】

【ah!My Chuan cub is so cute! 】

[Kiss Chuan Zai~]

【Pants fly! 】

【My Mumu is still so gentle】

【Mumu!I love Mumu! 】

[Wife Ranran, I want to hear you sing a love song! 】

Bullets of various colors filled the entire screen, some good and some bad.

Fang Chao rubbed his eyes and turned off the barrage.

It's pink and blue, and it hurts my eyes.

What follows is a simple chat session. The director only waits for everyone to arrive in the afternoon before the official start.

As the sun shone into the house, Fang Chao turned off his mobile phone and sat by the door with little Maza in his arms.

After Fang He finished eating his noodles, his eyes fell on the person sitting in Xiaomazha.

My brother is still the same as he was when he was a child. As soon as the sun shines into the house, he will sit by the door with a small horse.

He said the sunlight coming in would bring good luck.

He gave his grandma good luck so that she could live longer.