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

Outside the villa where the show was recorded, several cars slowly slid in.

Several people got out of the car and pushed some mobile clothes racks inside.

The leader was wearing a hat, mask, and sunglasses, and was very well-armed, but it could be seen that he had a good figure, extraordinary temperament, and was very fashionable in his clothes.

Staff responsible for maintaining order stepped forward to stop him.

"Sorry sir, we are recording a program here and we are not allowed inside."

The man in sunglasses at the head was covering his face, as if he didn't want others to see his face clearly, and said in a vague voice: "I know, I'm just here to deliver things to the people inside, and I'll leave as soon as I deliver them. Please help me call this place." A big brother named Yun."

The staff was confused: "Brother Yun?"

There is no big brother Yun here, only a child named Yun.

Seeing that the staff didn't move, the man wearing glasses picked up his phone and started calling, "Brother Yun, the things you asked for have been delivered, but they won't let me in!"

The person over there didn't say anything. After cutting off the call, he sent a message:

"Wait."

The man in sunglasses looked at his phone and was furious, "Are you being too serious? I've already delivered it to your door and you still asked me to wait?"

Meng Fuying was extremely anxious in the room. After coaxing Little Mianmian to play with toys, she went out for a walk and happened to see a group of people coming to deliver clothes. The leader looked familiar.

She looked at it for a long time and suddenly shouted: "Zhang Zhiang?"

The man with glasses wrapped himself very tightly, just not wanting to be recognized. When he heard someone calling him, he quickly put his head in one hand and turned away, pretending not to hear.

Meng Fuying had just recorded a large-scale party with Zhang Zhiang some time ago. They were included in the chorus of people. They had rehearsed many times, so they were quite familiar with it.

She looked at the rows of gorgeous costumes, and felt a stab of pain in her heart again. She didn't know which guest's background was sending supplies this time.

Could it be Fang Qingqing's again? If so, then she will really create hot spots for herself!

Thinking like this, she wanted to find out what was going on even more. Regardless of whether Zhang Zhiang was deliberately pretending not to know him, she walked forward directly.

"Zhang Zhiang, why are you here?"

Meng Fuying stepped forward and grabbed his arm directly. Zhang Zhiang turned left and right to hide herself, but failed.

As a guest in a variety show, cameras followed Meng Fuying wherever she went. In this way, Zhang Zhiang passively appeared in the camera.

Zhang Zhiang is so angry!

"Don't think I can't recognize you because you are wearing glasses and a mask, Zhang Zhiang!"

Meng Fuying was very confident in her judgment. She raised her hand and took off Zhang Zhiang's sunglasses, and it turned out to be those familiar eyes.

It's just that these eyes don't look good at the moment, but actually a little funny.

Zhang Zhiang quickly raised his hand to block it. The swelling on his face had not gone away, and his eyes were swollen in a funny way.

"What are you doing!"

I said this, but I wanted to curse in my heart. Are we familiar with each other? Just take off your glasses!

Meng Fuying never expected that she would see such a pair of eyes under her sunglasses. She couldn't help but bend down and laugh. At this moment, a thought flashed through her mind:

Although Zhang Zhiang can't be said to be very popular, his reputation has always been very good, and his fans are all die-hard fans and he is very good at doing statistics. If they are in the same category now, they might bring a wave of popularity to him.

Ever since, everyone saw Meng Fuying put her sunglasses on Zhang Zhiang's face very affectionately, and then stood beside him with a smile and talked, looking like she had a close relationship.

"Zhang Zhiang, what's wrong with your face?"

She looked so affectionate and affectionate that the staff around her felt that there was something going on between the two of them.

The camera immediately focused on the two of them, preparing to take some fun photos.

At this time, someone in the live broadcast room had already recognized this person as Zhang Zhiang.

[Oh my God, who did I see? Isn’t this Zhang Zhiang? I quite like that handsome guy who can sing and dance, but it's a pity that he's not popular! 】

[Why does Zhang Zhiang appear here? What's wrong with his eyes? It looks a bit funny! 】

[Sorry Zhang Zhiang, but I really want to laugh hahahaha]

[Zhang Zhiang vs. Meng Fuying, oh my god, what kind of hellish CP is this! ! ! 】

[Please, let go of our Zhang Zhiang and Xiao Angzi, please don’t tie them up for hype, thank you! 】

[I'm sorry but I couldn't help it, haha. Zhang Zhiang participated in an outdoor adventure variety show some time ago and stirred up a hornet's nest hahaha...]

[Laughing so hard, it’s true that the first time I saw a celebrity recording a variety show, my face was swollen! 】

Zhang Zhiang, who was at the scene, certainly knew how popular the show was, and he really didn't want to be exposed to netizens in such an image.

They are taking the idol route, so it’s shameful!

Meng Fuying looked innocent and asked Zhang Zhiang. Zhang Zhiang looked behind him and still couldn't see his elder brother, so he had to deal with Meng Fuying.

"Recording the show has stirred up a hornet's nest, Miss Meng. I don't want to appear in front of the camera now."

Zhang Zhiang expressed his thoughts very seriously, and the camera followed the guests. As long as Meng Fuying leaves now, he will be free.

"Hahaha, what's the matter? I'm very happy that you came to visit the class. It doesn't matter. The show hasn't officially started yet. We just have a chat. We haven't seen each other for a long time."

Meng Fuying showed a smile that she thought was very sweet, and raised her hand to flick the ashes on Zhang Zhiang's shoulders.

Zhang Zhiang:? ? ?

Zhang Zhiang was confused...Are we familiar with each other? Sister?

"I'm here to deliver something to my friend. Sister Meng, you should go and do your work first."

Politeness Boy Zhang Zhiang maintained the courtesy that an idol should have and persuaded Meng Fuying to leave.

"Which friend are you? The place is crowded and chaotic, so it's hard to find. I'll call him for you!"

Meng Fuying was extremely enthusiastic. She felt that since she was recording a program here, she could be regarded as half the host, and she had to take good care of her "unfamiliar friends".

Under his sunglasses, Zhang Zhiang frowned, "It's really not necessary!"

In front of the camera, Zhang Zhiang really didn't want to make the scene too ugly, but this Meng Fuying was too pretending to be intimate. No, she had to help him straighten his crooked hat.

Just when every cell in his body was clamoring to "push her away", a milky cry broke the awkward atmosphere.

"King of Fighting: I'll hit you until your head smokes!"

Zhang Zhiang protected his hat and quickly turned around to look back.

He saw the most popular little girl in this variety show, pulling their lemon-yellow crazy senior sister Fang Qingqing, who had just become popular, towards him.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Zhiang wanted to take off his head and hide it in his pocket.

You know, he came here because of the big brother who beat him to the point of losing all his force points in the game. What he was most afraid of was that he would meet Fang Qingqing in this image. Who would have thought that everything would be such a coincidence.

Also, could the big brother who beat him up be... this little naughty boy in front of him?

"Why are you here so late?"

Xiao Yunsheng kept a straight face and sounded arrogant when questioning others, but he insisted on pretending to be strong. He folded his arms and looked up at Zhang Zhiang, who was n heads taller than him.

At this moment, Zhang Zhiang had to face reality.

He lowered his head and looked at "Brother Yun" who could not reach his knees. He stuttered out his name: "I am five years old. I will beat you until you are sneaky???"