Wear it quickly! My mad dog-like host!

Bright sunlight shines through the glass windows into the living room, and a group of men and women are sitting in front of the dining table, showing their best sides to the camera.

In front of each person is a bowl of vegetable porridge and a boiled egg. This is today's breakfast.

Qiao Shuiyun took a sip of vegetable porridge, looked at the others, and hesitated to speak.

Yao Chen, who was sitting next to her, turned to look at her and asked with concern: "What's wrong?"

"Um...are we missing one person?" Qiao Shuiyun said softly.

As soon as the words came out, everyone's hands stopped, not sure whether to agree with this sentence, because no matter what they said, it seemed to have the intention of blaming others.

Li Shilan didn't care so much and rolled her eyes, "She's the one with the best cards, right?"

Qi Chen looked at the stairs and said, "Maybe she is sick. When I got up today, I smelled the smell of Chinese herbal medicine. Should we go up and take a look?"

Miao Jiaxu immediately agreed, "Okay, is there any more porridge? I'll send you a bowl by the way."

When everyone got together, there were many topics that he couldn't get involved in, and he couldn't show off his face. There was an urgent need for a topic that he could get involved in, or one that focused on him.

Li Shilan's eyes were full of impatience, especially when she saw Qi Chen caring about other girls.

"If you want to go, you can go, I won't go."

Qi Chen has a keen sense of smell. In the morning, he was lured awake by a faint scent of Chinese herbal medicine, especially when he went downstairs and found that the scent was coming from the rooftop.

If he hadn't been worried that there were girls resting on the rooftop, it might be inconvenient. He would have wanted to go up and see what the source of the scent was.

Seeing Li Shilan's angry look, Qiao Shuiyun suddenly regretted what she just said.

Seeing that everyone was in a bad mood, Pan Kui immediately stood up and walked to the kitchen, "Let me see if there is any vegetable porridge left."

Qiu Yushu made the vegetable porridge early in the morning. He didn't care about scalding it and drank the porridge in the bowl in a few seconds. "There is plenty, I make more."

His work combines both mental and physical strength. He has never planned to go on a diet or lose weight. He usually eats a lot, and this morning's light vegetable porridge didn't even make him full.

That is to say, today is Saturday, and he needs to film variety shows all day, otherwise he will have to buy himself some tea eggs, big meat buns and meat cakes when he goes out.

The live broadcast room was opened at eight o'clock, and it is now eight thirty.

The pilot film shot by the program team earlier has been released on the Internet and attracted the attention of a group of netizens.

In particular, Miao Jiaxu is still a host and has a fan base. He has secretly told fans during the live broadcast that he will participate in the recording of a love variety show, so even though it is only after eight o'clock, Miao Jiaxu's live broadcast belongs to him. There were also many people coming.

However, Qianghua, who has not appeared for a long time, is regarded as a big name in the eyes of netizens in the live broadcast room.

——"On the first day of the love variety show, it started to show off to its guests. Do you really think you are some kind of superior princess?!"

——"What a princess, just a sideline female anchor!"

——"I'm so annoyed, I hate this kind of pretentious woman the most!"

——"..."

"Director." The director's assistant took the found information and came to the director who was having breakfast. "We found out about Yi Qianghua's situation."

"Let me take a look." The director reached out and took the information and opened it to look at it. His eyes became brighter and brighter as he looked at it. "It's okay. There are no big surprises in the resume."

When I saw that the contract with Sweet Orange was less than three months old and had not been renewed, my expression became excited:

"The contract has not been renewed yet. She probably doesn't plan to cooperate with Tiancheng anymore. No wonder Tiancheng arranged an annoying character for her and planned to destroy her. In this way, when her contract expires, she will be Sign us Xingyue."

The Xingyue Entertainment company he works for is run by his brother-in-law, and he also has some say in the company. Although the company is not a leader in the entertainment industry, it has plenty of resources, and it is not too difficult to praise someone.

The assistant had a complicated expression and reminded the director, "Director, would you like to read the comments in the live broadcast room..."

He felt that the Yi Qianghua he saw with his own eyes was different from the previous Yi Qianghua, and it seemed that she was not so easily controlled by others.

The director looked at the assistant in confusion, and the assistant immediately put the tablet in front of the director.

The variety show "Love Season" is playing on the tablet, and the comment area and barrage are full of comments scolding Yi Qianghua for being a big name.

The director looked at it for a while and was shocked after knowing the cause and effect, "What's going on?! Does Yi Qianghua really plan to be based on Tian Cheng's character? That will ruin her!"

Assistant: "I don't think she followed the character design given by Tiancheng..."

"Huh?" The director looked at him doubtfully.

Assistant: "Is there a possibility that this may be Yi Qianghua's true face?"

director:"……"

Qiao Shuiyun knocked on the closed door in front of her with vegetable porridge.

"Knock knock knock."

The door was a little crowded, so others simply moved to the rooftop.

As soon as they entered the rooftop, they saw Yi Qianghua's photographer standing in a daze on the wooden corridor. When he saw them coming out, he quickly pointed his camera at them.

Qi Chen sniffed the scent of Chinese herbal medicine in the air, blinked, "The scent has changed."

It didn't belong to any fragrance in the world but smelled better than any perfume he had ever smelled.

Qi Chen subconsciously closed his eyes to identify the materials used in the fragrance.

Others also smelled it and were surprised: "What kind of fragrance is this? It smells so good. Where did it come from?"

Then they saw Yi Qianghua's photographer pointing his lens at the floor-to-ceiling glass window, indicating that the scent was coming from the room.

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