What should I do if I am critically ill at the beginning and divorced by my little diva?

In the evening, under the warm yellow light, Xiao Han and Lin Qingluo finished their tomato and egg soup.

The two exhaled comfortably and leaned lazily on the sofa.

"Sister Qingluo, are you ready for the song?"

Xiao Han tilted his head and reached out to touch Lin Qingluo. He had just finished eating and was too lazy to move.

"No problem. Do you want to sing it to you first?"

Lin Qingluo rubbed his belly gently and raised his head a little eager to try.

"No need for that. I believe in your ability, so it's better to maintain a sense of mystery. I'll listen to it later during the performance tonight."

Xiao Han gently waved his hand and held her down.

"What about you, do you have any surprises? Tell me."

After sitting down again, Lin Qingluo looked at Xiao Han curiously.

"Keep it secret, you'll know it tonight."

As he spoke, Xiao Han showed a mysterious smile.

Just when Lin Qingluo was about to get up and ask questions, there was a knock on the door.

Assistant Xiaoyu walked in carrying two bags.

"Hello teachers, these are your costumes for tonight's performance. Don't forget to change them later."

After saying that, Xiaoyu retreated.

Xiao Han curiously leaned forward and took the bag, only to see a touch of yellow-brown inside.

"Here, Sister Qingluo, how come the program team is willing to give us uniform costumes? Did you suddenly remember it? I thought the program funds were insufficient."

Xiao Han took out his clothes and didn't spare the show crew.

It's a casual suit, and the material feels pretty good to the touch.

Xiao Han turned around and saw that Lin Qingluo also took out his clothes. It was also a casual suit of the same color, but the pants were replaced by a short skirt.

After imagining what Lin Qingluo would look like wearing it, Xiao Han suddenly became a little excited.

The uniform is tempting~

"Sister Qingluo, you go and try the size first. If it doesn't fit, you can adjust it again."

With that said, Xiao Han pushed Lin Qingluo towards the bedroom.

Lin Qingluo didn't resist, but looked at him with a half-smile, and his little thought was written on his face.

Seeing the bedroom door close, Xiao Han turned his head and raised his eyebrows at the camera, which was a feeling of pride.

"Should we say it or not, this guy understands us. Just wait and change~"

"I've never seen a goddess wearing a uniform. Today's show is an eye-opener."

"Oh~ The happiest guy is Xiao Han. After observing it in the past two days, I feel that they can make it happen."

"Forget it, I don't object anymore. The two of them are good together. They are a good match."

"I just don't know if this boy can go further. His current worth is a bit different from that of the goddess."

"Just wait, I feel like this kid is not a creature of the pool. Judging from his recent actions, he has entered an explosive period."

"..."

Xiao Han sat on the sofa and kept moving his buttocks, feeling like a cat scratching his head, looking at the bedroom door from time to time.

He was quite looking forward to Lin Qingluo's new image.

I don't know how long it took, but with a click, Xiao Han stood up immediately.

Lin Qingluo opened the door and walked out.

Turning around to look, Xiao Han was stunned on the spot.

Lin Qingluo's long, loose hair was pushed back to her head, and her high ponytail swayed as she walked. She wore a small suit and a pleated skirt, and her whole body was filled with the aura of youth.

Coupled with her slightly shy smile, Xiao Han's heart beat loudly.

"How about it?"

As he spoke, Lin Qingluo turned around slightly.

"Nice~"

Xiao Han stared at the beauty walking over and blurted out.

After swallowing quietly, Xiao Han stepped forward and took Lin Qingluo's hands.

I can really be a royal sister, I can pretend to be a loli, and I have a daughter like this, what more could a husband ask for!

Just as the two of them were chatting with each other, Ma Liang's voice sounded on time.

"Hello teachers, the talent competition will start in ten minutes. Please change your clothes and gather in the studio."

After reminding him three times in a row, he stopped talking.

"Go change quickly, don't be late."

Lin Qingluo let go of Xiao Han and urged.

When Xiao Han entered the bedroom, she quickly fanned herself, her face feeling warm.

She found that after being with Xiao Han for the past two days, she became more and more sensitive, and her face turned red easily.

Is this the state of being in love?

It's really shameful.

Before Lin Qingluo could think about it, Xiao Han had already changed his clothes and walked out.

Wearing a yellow-brown casual suit, he looked like a handsome young man.

When they come together, the man is as beautiful as a tree, and the woman is as beautiful as a country. They are such a talented and beautiful couple.

The barrage was filled with loving expressions. Whether they supported it or not, the two of them were really eye-catching at this moment.

The guests arrived in the hall in twos and threes and sat together consciously according to the color of their clothes.

I saw that Wei Daxun, Fan Chengcheng, Bai Lu, Meng Ziyi, and Yang Xiaoyue were wearing off-white suits.

Bai Jingting and Song Yi are wearing khaki suits.

Wu Fan wore a red-brown suit alone.

The same color system is divided into four distinct groups according to the depth of the color.

After everyone sat down, they looked at each other at this interesting scene and laughed jokingly.

"Director, are you dividing them according to age? Don't tell me, the classification is quite appropriate."

Fan Chengcheng smiled and waved to Ma Liang.

It's just that the last Wu Fan is a bit unsociable and has a dark face, which means he is old.

"Please take a closer look."

After Ma Liang finished speaking, he smiled and said nothing.

Isn't it age?

Everyone looked at the groups again, and their eyes were fixed on the two groups of Xiao Han, Lin Qingluo, Bai Jingting, and Song Yi in the middle, and they suddenly became enlightened.

Then he was full of complaints, saying that he was deliberately letting them eat dog food.

Director, you are going too far.

Wei Daxun and Fan Chengcheng stood up with their sleeves rolled up and were about to walk towards Ma Liang.

"Hey, wait a minute, you want to do the splits. Don't you pay attention to fashion? Don't you think this color scheme looks familiar?"

Seeing that the situation was not good, Ma Liang quickly explained.

Fashion?

Xiao Han and Wei Daxun looked at each other, this thing was a bit far away from them.

On the contrary, the eyes of the female guests lit up.

"This is the Maillard color scheme."

Lin Qingluo blurted out, she just didn't think in this direction just now.

Maillard? What is this.

Hearing these incomprehensible words, the male guests were even more confused.

Looking at Xiao Han's cute eyes next to him, Lin Qingluo covered her mouth and chuckled.

"The Maillard style is a style of clothing that uses brown as the main color and mixes it with different brown colors as a way of expression."

Although it was funny, Lin Qingluo still explained it.

"Then why is it called Maillard?"

Xiao Han still doesn't understand.

This made Lin Qingluo question. She really didn't know why he was called Maillard.

The guests also look at me and I look at you. This is their knowledge blind spot.

"Ahem. Let me explain."

Ma Liang cleared his throat and stood in front of the stage.

"Maillard comes from the Maillard reaction in food processing, which is the process of producing brown pigments and delicious flavors after the food is burned. In layman's terms, it means that the degree of burntness is different."

With that said, Ma Liang looked over in turn.

Off-white, khaki, yellow-brown and finally red-brown.

"Director, come here and see if I don't beat you to death. Are you saying that we are confused?"

"Are you confused?"

"Director, I don't want to talk about this. Come on, let's see if my fist is hard."

Knowing that this would be the reaction, Ma Liang ran out early.

Xiao Han and Lin Qingluo watched the farce happily, and the atmosphere became tense.

Wu Fan's face became even worse later on. To say that, he would be confused to death.