The little stepmother is poor and crazy, and the Buddhist disciples in Beijing kneel down and pamper

"Okay, everyone is here. Everyone should find their seats and sit down. We are ready to turn on the phone."

Seeing that Su Jialuo had finally arrived, the director quickly warned him.

Meng Fuying saw Su Jialuo coming in and enthusiastically pointed to the seat next to her: "Sister Luo, please sit here."

Su Jialuo smiled slightly and pointed elegantly to the front row.

"I'll just sit over there, thank you."

The tone is scornful and the attitude is distant.

How could she sit with this person who has neither a good reputation nor a good reputation? Wouldn't it mean that she is devaluing herself?

Next to her in the front row was Gao Yun.

This is also the only person she thinks can appear in the same scene as herself.

Gao Yun was sitting diagonally behind, and the camera in front was just enough to capture the two of them at the same time.

"Hi, Jialuo."

Gao Yun saw Su Jialuo coming over and greeted her with Little Chengzi in her arms.

"Hello, Sister Yun."

Su Jialuo was greeting Gao Yun, but his attention was on Fang Qingqing.

At this time, Fang Qingqing and Qin Shu were still arguing online and didn't even notice Su Jialuo coming up.

"You two, stop it."

Gao Yun turned around to remind the two smart people who were having a great time.

"Take it, take it!"

Fang Qingqing quickly sent the last message without knowing what it was, which made Qin Shu laugh so hard that she couldn't stand upright.

"Qing Qing, I declare that from today on, you are my god!"

She couldn't speak smoothly when she laughed.

Fang Qingqing leaned close to her ear and said, "Now you know, I still kept the large size when I got it. But... there is nothing I can do."

Fang Qingqing's serious look made Qin Shu smile again.

Su Jialuo sat in front, listening to what was going on behind with a calm expression, thinking: When did Fang Qingqing and Qin Shu get so good?

People like her should live alone in the gutter, waiting for the day of death, instead of living in harmony with everyone and having friends.

Soon, the train started.

The live broadcast has also started.

[Ah ah ah, I miss you so much, it’s finally live broadcast. 】

[It was agreed to be broadcast once a week, and it has been two weeks. Director, do you know how I have spent these two weeks? 】

[Please understand, everyone, the two guests have gone to film movies, and the program team has no choice. 】

[Anyway, being able to see me kiss my wife Luo Shen makes the two weeks of waiting worth it. Kiss my wife. 】

[Luo Shen, what kind of boat are you on? Do we miss your ark? 】

[Sister’s face is not a face, it’s the ecstasy needle that kills me. 】

[Hey, let me see, is my Internet son Yun Sheng here? 】

[Little kid, don’t be so deep. Show your aunt what you are looking at. 】

[Fang Qingqing, what jokes are you planning to make this time? I'm almost done with my electronic pickle. 】

[I heard that there will be special arrangements this time. Is it true? 】

[You just heard about it. Why don’t you tell us and ask us? 】

[My little beauty Shushu, come and let me kiss you. 】

[What's going on? I actually think Fang Qingqing looks a bit good today. Could this guy be doing cosmetic surgery without telling us? 】

[Hahaha, laugh to death, shutting up is Fang Qingqing’s best medical treatment, mainly because she is silent now. 】

As soon as the live broadcast camera opened, netizens squatting in the live broadcast room began to frantically post comments.

They were anxious after being away for two weeks.

The focus of discussion was basically between Su Jialuo, Fang Qingqing and Qin Shu.

The other mothers and their children were all chatting, but Fang Qingqing was the only one patting Xiao Yunsheng. The two of them were in the carriage, but they seemed to be separated from each other.

"Mom, what do you think that is?"

Xiao Yunsheng suddenly pointed at something flashing past the car window and asked.

Fang Qingqing didn't see it either and replied casually:

"Ah, that's how much I love you."

Xiao Yunsheng:? ? ? ?

He looked up at his little stepmother in confusion and saw that she had taken out her mobile phone at some point. He sighed with understanding and returned to the sitting position just now.

[Hahaha, it really made me laugh to death. I feel like there are a lot of jokes about the mother and son in this episode. 】

[Fang Qingqing, did you just take a bath from the oil pan? Why is it so oily? 】

[Withdraw, let me say, Shengsheng baby, no matter what you see, it is your aunt's longing for you, the wind is also the rain, and the storm is even more so. 】

[Tsk, tsk, tsk, you are all targeting my son, right? Be restrained, I don’t want him to come into contact with the oil kings in society too early. 】

Fang Qingqing was doing nothing else with her mobile phone. She was wandering around the dark web taking orders.

Now on the hacker ranking list on the dark web, there is a king of hell and his mother, and a king of hell and his eldest brother. The two are fighting fiercely. The first and second places are exchanged back and forth. It seems that other hackers are planning to quit the network.

"Are you going to let people live? Can you give us some way to survive?"

"You two are not a family, are you?"

"How could a family have two weirdos all at once, maybe two vests of the same person?"

"Senior, don't you think this is weirder? One person has fucked so many of us?"

Fang Qingqing ignored the messages in the group, clicked on the taskbar, and randomly picked a person who pleased her. He wanted to break into the intranet of an Internet company in the United States.

Well, that's it, passing the time on the road.

Fang Qingqing was very busy when a message happened to come in on her mobile phone.

It was from Liu Zhenzhen.

"It's the last issue. I'll accompany you. Now we're driving to Jin City. I'll see you later."

Fang Qingqing opened the message and replied:

"Ah, please drive slower. If you arrive earlier than the high-speed train, how embarrassing will it be for you?"