Dressed as a villain’s own mother, I became a popular child variety show by relying on sand sculptur

Leng Qingqing was joking with the system, but what others saw in reality was that she was sitting there quietly, as if thinking about something.

Huo Yanheng didn't speak either.

It wasn't until he stood up and the sound of pulling out a chair was heard that Leng Qingqing raised his head.

Huo Yanheng rolled up his sleeves, exposing half of his white and tender forearms, and stood on tiptoes to reach the dinner plate in front of Leng Qingqing.

The little person lowered his eyes and only looked at the tabletop. It was white and clean, with a tiger-like head and a tiger-like head. It was very cute.

Leng Qingqing's eyes were full of relief, and she boasted to the system in a mother-like tone of praise: "Look, Huo Yanheng is not as scary as the outside world says. He is a child with a strong sense of self-management!"

The system said coldly: "Some people are young, but have a strong sense of self-management; some people are not young, but they can't even take care of themselves, and they become paralyzed at a young age."

As he spoke, Huo Yanheng took away the plate in front of Leng Qingqing, put away her chopsticks, and finally took away her cup.

His smooth movements made Leng Qingqing wonder if he was a waiter who had worked in a restaurant for several years.

Faced with the yin and yang of the system, Leng Qingqing chose to forgive generously.

Huo Yanheng walked quickly with the tableware in hand. When he passed by Leng Qingqing, he suddenly stopped, his lips trembled slightly, and he asked tentatively.

"Are you... really not angry?"

Leng Qingqing was so smart, she immediately understood what the little guy meant, and she gave him the answer he wanted in the shortest possible time.

"Of course, no matter what you want to do in the future, mom will support you and absolutely respect any of your opinions."

Huo Yanheng's hand slowly but powerfully tightened the edge of the plate, and he asked, "What if I said that I don't want to go to school."

What? Leng Qingqing almost fell off the chair.

Sit up straight and smile coldly, good boy, here to test your mother again.

Without changing her expression, she replied:

"it is good."

"...What?" Huo Yanheng was slightly startled, thinking that he heard wrongly.

Staring at him coldly: "When we go back, mom will take you to the kindergarten to go through the withdrawal procedures."

"What kind of job do you prefer, moving bricks on a construction site, learning to be a cook at New Oriental, or doing illegal work?"

"Why don't you say anything? Is it because you don't like any of these jobs?"

Leng Qingqing's words were as fast as firing a machine gun. There was a hint of joking in her eyes that no one else noticed. When she smiled, her eyes became brighter and brighter.

For a moment, Huo Yanheng couldn't tell whether she was joking or serious.

After a few seconds, Huo Yanheng blinked and took the lead to look away from her.

He turned around and walked straight towards the kitchen, while saying in an emotionless tone: "Mom, I'm kidding you."

This is the first time in the show that he calls out the word "mom".

But as Leng Qingqing expected, there was no emotion at all in this shout.

Huo Yanheng even called King Jiji's name with much more emotion than calling him mother.

No one knew what kind of huge waves Huo Yanheng was feeling in his heart as he turned his back and walked towards the kitchen.

What she said seemed true. he thinks.

Because the deserted expression was completely different from before.

Unexpectedly, there would be such a funny interaction between mother and son Leng Qingqing and Huo Yanheng. It was heartwarming and funny, making netizens want to laugh and cry at the same time.

"Whoever said our Qingqing wasn't a good mother, I'll beat him to death!"

"Hey, you are my mother. Are you serious about sending Hengheng to move bricks? [laughing and crying]"

"Hengheng: Mom wants to sign me up for the best chef class."

"Leng Qingqing: Report, report the best!"

"A child with a maximum level becomes a New Oriental cook, Dame! Don't even think about ruining my Hengheng!"

"The interaction between mother and son was so funny that it made my stomach hurt from laughing so hard."

All the staff on site clasped their hands and had tears in their eyes.

"This is the true mother, the beloved son of parents, who must have far-reaching plans!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu."

"Today is also a day to cry for other people's affection!"

Leng Qingqing couldn't help but shudder when she saw the extremely disgusting looks from the staff around her.

Their expressions were so strange, they must have seen through her poor acting skills.

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

*

With Huo Yanheng's loving breakfast, mother and son spent a fairly pleasant morning.

Leng Qing asked a few questions in his spare time, and Huo Yanheng actually answered a few questions.

"Son." Leng Qingqing took a sip of water, cleared her throat, and then held Huo Yanheng's little hand affectionately: "Mom just decided something, since you like studying cooking so much, you will cook all the breakfasts in the future! "

Huo Yanheng: "......"

The little boy slightly opened his dark eyes, showing a rare look of confusion.

Seeing this pure look, the old man Leng Qingqing blushed and felt a little embarrassed.

In the live broadcast room, a naughty netizen captioned Huo Yanheng's head and took screenshots to make an emoticon:

[Who am I, where am I, what is my name? 】

"Hengheng, fight back quickly!"

"Who dares to say that this is not my biological mother, and that if she is not my biological mother, she can be so deceitful (putting the lid on the pot)?"

"Our Hengheng life is really in dire straits."

"Hengheng: Mom, if you don't want to cook, just say so."

"[laughing and crying] [laughing and crying] [laughing and crying]"

"Which one of you is the child and who is the parent [Wangtian]!"

Huo Yanheng's intuition told him that there was something wrong with Leng Qingqing's words.

But her eyes, so close at hand, were so clear that they could reflect his little face, which made Huo Yanheng feel an unspeakable violation.

However, this cannot hide the fact that Leng Qingqing wants to be lazy.

Huo Yanheng gritted his teeth and said, "If you don't know how to cook, you can learn how to cook."

Bullying a child like him is nothing.

Leng Qingqing took advantage of the situation and deliberately misinterpreted his meaning: "What, Hengheng, do you want to learn to cook now? Okay, okay, it doesn't matter. Mom will teach you. There are many dishes that mom can cook. If you want to learn, mom will teach you all." As the saying goes, if you have too many skills, you won't be overwhelmed. Who doesn't like boys who can cook?"

As he spoke, he faced the camera and gave a wink with high spirits.

Then he turned serious in seconds and bowed his hands.

"Dear relatives in the live broadcast room, this is your future son-in-law Huo Yanheng. I swear to cultivate him into a person who contributes to the country and the people!"

Huo Yanheng never expected that Leng Qingqing, who had always maintained his identity, would actually show off such a skill in front of so many people.

He froze in place, his pupils trembling slightly.

After realizing what she said, the tips of her fair ears turned red instantly as if they were burned by flames.

The PD who was filming next to me couldn't hold it back and burst out laughing.

With this smile, the rest of the staff were instantly overcome, holding their stomachs and laughing until tears burst out from their eyes.

The whole house was filled with a happy atmosphere.

The commotion in the live broadcast room was even bigger than in the live broadcast room. With just one quiet word, the atmosphere was completely ignited!

The director watched helplessly as the popularity of the deserted live broadcast room exceeded one million.

This is not enough, the number of online viewers continues to rise sharply, and has already surpassed the second most popular Ellie by eight blocks.

Leng Qingqing's words made netizens completely crazy.

The barrages were sent out incessantly, and they were all directed at their son-in-law.

"Ah ah Heng Heng, I am your future mother-in-law. Look for our Zhang family. Your wife's name is Zhang xx. She is just three years and one month old now!"

"I never thought I would have the opportunity to marry a celebrity..."

"Am I dreaming?"

"Leng Qingqing, you are so good at it!!!"

"Just saying these words to Leng Qingqing, I fell straight into the pit."

"Leng Qingqing is really the least pretentious and funniest female artist I have ever seen. Why didn't I find her so silly before?"

Leng Qingqing: In one sentence, fans all over the Internet went crazy for me.

This morning, Leng Qingqing’s Weibo followers officially exceeded 6 million.

The latest Weibo post has millions of likes from fans, millions of comments, and hundreds of thousands of retweets.

This kind of real-time activity data is still reliable even if it is placed in the second or third artist line.

Leng Qingqing had no idea what kind of uproar his words would cause on the entire Internet.

And she herself has attracted millions of fans because of this sentence.

She returned to her seat as if nothing had happened, and spoke earnestly to Huo Yanheng, whose ears were almost red.

"Good son, you must study hard and don't let down your mother's wishes."

What? Huo Yanheng raised his eyes to look at her. Was it his... wish?

However, only the system knows that this woman definitely has no good intentions.

The next sentence came out coldly:

"Yes, once you learn your mother's cooking skills, you can cook for her every day."

Wow, just thinking about it makes me happy.

Huo Yanheng: "......"

Huo Yanheng seemed to be relieved, sighed slightly, and then actually kneaded his eyebrows.

I really don’t understand what there is to worry about at such a young age.

Only the system jumped out to accuse Leng Qingqing as always: "Haha, there are still many bad people in this world, it's really frustrating!"