Yunan

"It doesn't matter if the director doesn't agree." Qiao An'an is a very talkative person, as long as she doesn't touch her bottom line, as long as it's not too much, she will basically agree, so she won't make unreasonable demands on others.

Soon the staff came back and said that the director agreed.

Qiao Anan is still very concerned about her brother's whereabouts. Naturally, she also knows that Zhang Yixing is recording a talent show, and brought a lot of things. I went down to Zhang Yixing's classroom.

'knock knock'

"Please come in." It was Zhang Yixing's voice, no doubt.

Joan Ann came in wearing the staff's clothes, hat and mask: "This is your takeaway."

Zhang Yixing took the takeaway suspiciously: "I didn't order takeaway."

"No, it's yours." Qiao Anan began to talk nonsense in a serious manner, but he also wanted to let him guess who he was, "A man named Ping An ordered it for you."

Now Zhang Yixing is even more confused, there is no one with this screen name among the people he knows.

Other people present also made guesses based on this, and soon someone guessed it, and whispered: "Qiao An'an, Zhang PD's sister, An An."

When Qiao Anan heard their voices, she couldn't help but sigh that these children were really smart. Zhang Yixing took off her hat and recognized her eyes immediately: "It's really you." Zhang Yixing Later, the native dialect came out, "What are you doing?"

Joan Ann smiled: "Come and see you."

Zhang Yixing looked at her with disgust, holding up the takeaway in his hand: "You just use this to see me?"

"That's not it." Qiao Anan went out and pulled in the two boxes in the hands of the staff, "It's all here."

Zhang Yixing sat directly on the ground and opened the suitcase, which was full of delicious food, such as milk, cake, pudding, etc., were all his favorites.

"Wow." Zhang Yixing, who was very envious, wanted someone to bring him food.

Qiao Anan pulled another box and opened it: "This one is for you, and you can pick up the name on the small gift prepared for you. Don't ask your PD Zhang for a red envelope during the Chinese New Year, he has no money."

"Thank you, uncle."

"Thank you, uncle."

"Thank you, uncle."

This is Qiao An'an's seniority in the cross talk world, and everyone calls him uncle.

Zhang Yixing also gave the food to the camera teacher, and then he opened a bottle of milk and sat cross-legged on the ground to chat with Qiao Anan: "What are your plans for the New Year?"

"Go to Tianjin with senior brother, as for you, just send Tianyu a message in advance when you go home, don't scare people." Qiao Anan confessed that he scared people last time.

Then he casually said a few words to Qiao An'an and said he wanted to leave, but Zhang Yixing stopped him: "Sing one more song before leaving."

"Sing what?" I still have to give face to my brother, but why there is a sense of déjà vu that he is avenging Huang Zitao.

"Come to what you are good at."

"I'm good at it." Qiao Anan thought for a while, "Then sing a few lines of the Taiping lyrics The Legend of the White Snake, the beautiful scenery of Hangzhou is unparalleled in the world, and the exotic flowers and plants on the West Lake shore are fragrant all the year round..."

Before leaving, Zhang Yixing told her to be polite when going to other people's homes, and pay attention to the scale of speaking.

Although Qiao An'an was not the first time to go to Zhang Yunlei's house, but this time, she was obviously a little nervous. Zhang Yunlei took her hand and obviously felt that her palms were sweating.

"Don't be nervous, you have met my parents before." Zhang Yunlei comforted her, "Besides, my sister and brother-in-law are here with me, it's okay."

"It's impossible not to be nervous." The combined age of Joan Ann's two generations is nearly 70 years old, and no one has ever experienced this kind of thing. He sang opera in his last life for nearly 30 years without getting married, and finally died on the stage. Yes, the previous life was worth it.

No one has a deeper affection for the stage than her. No one will feel more sorry if she does not appear on stage than Chang Baohua. Not many people know that she can sing in all types of operas.

"Hello, Uncle and Aunt." Qiao Anan entered the door and bowed, followed by Zhang Yunlei, who was not very comfortable with his legs and feet. Another point was that he was afraid that Qiao Anan would run away if he got nervous. It's not like she didn't do such a thing before.

Zhang Yunlei's mother hurriedly helped her up and saw that she was still carrying things: "Why are you carrying so many things?" She hurriedly called for someone to pick them up.

"Uncle and aunt, I don't know what to give to you two, so I made two clothes for you." Joan Ann has been secretly making clothes since she knew she was coming here, two very simple and very festive coats , "Try to see if it fits, and if it doesn't fit, I'll change it for you."

The two were quite happy looking at it, so they tried it on in the living room. After putting it on, they turned around twice: "It's good, it fits well, and it looks good."

"Just fit." Qiao Anan was also relieved.

"Little pigtail, hurry up and take An'an in for a rest. I'll make delicious food for you." Mama Zhang said as she took off the new clothes and handed them to Dad Zhang. "Put the clothes away for me. I'll wear them during the New Year."

"Auntie, let me help." Joan Ann said and began to roll up her sleeves.

"You are very tired from flying, so take a rest quickly. Why are you still standing there?"

"Hey, good." Zhang Yunlei responded and dragged her to his room.

As soon as he entered the room, Qiao Anan threw himself on the bed, breathed a sigh of relief, and blinked at Zhang Yunlei: "Brother Braid, I'm doing okay."

Zhang Yunlei smiled and sat next to her: "I told you not to be nervous, my parents like you very much."

Qiao Anan sat and yawned. She rushed to the airport overnight after watching Zhang Yixing. She was a little sleepy now because she used the computer to pass songs with Han Tianyu on the plane.

"Sleepy?"

Joan Ann nodded.

"Then go to sleep for a while, and I'll call you later." Qiao Anan didn't refuse either, because she couldn't bear it any longer.

Seeing that she was asleep, Zhang Yunlei walked out gently and closed the door behind him.

In the living room, Dad Zhang came over with a fruit plate: "Where is An An, ask her to come and eat fruit together."

"I'm a little tired and fell asleep." Zhang Yunlei replied.

Father Zhang nodded his head to express his understanding. Every time he came back from the plane, he would take a nap first.

"Xiao Zhui, An An is a good girl, you can't be sorry for her, it's not easy for her to be alone these years, and she even has a child."

Zhang Yunlei looked at his father with some doubts. Qiao An'an definitely wouldn't say it, and he didn't mention it himself. How did you know?

"Your sister said it." Zhang Ma came out of the kitchen, "Your sister met their mother and daughter on the street before and told us."

Zhang Yunlei nodded, it turned out to be like this, and he was not worried about another problem, what if his parents did not accept the child?An An is very precious to this child, and her brother-in-law asked her a question before, and she turned her face.

Zhang's mother sat down beside him: "We recognize this child. You don't know when your body will recover. You can't have no children when you get old. You don't want to be here or there. You don't care. If this is the case, people still want you, so it can be seen that the girl really likes you."

The more Zhang Yunlei heard this, the more out of tune he became. Is this his own mother?Has anyone said that about their son?

Qiao An'an didn't know their conversation, and slept happily in the room, as if dreaming of delicious food and smacking his mouth twice.

Zhang Yunlei came in to wake her up for dinner, but when he saw her, she was quite cute when she was asleep, like a child.Lying beside her and looking at her, he couldn't help but kissed her, unexpectedly waking her up.

Joan Ann opened her eyes and looked at him in confusion, as if asking, what's wrong?

Zhang Yunlei smiled: "Get up and eat."

"Oh, good." Joan Ann responded in a daze.

Zhang Yunlei looked at her, so she can still be so cute.

The performance also came to Tianjin before, so I simply walked around. During this time, Zhang Yunlei took Qiao An'an to go shopping and eat in Tianjin, and had a good time every day.

Soon it was time to open the box. Qiao Anan originally wanted to go to Xiaoyuanzi's performance, but Guo Degang took her to the Beizhan Theater and reminded him that some content could not be said because of the video.

"Next, please enjoy the laughter of cross talk, performers Qiao An'an and Liu Zhe." Guo Degang's cross talk sessions are basically hosted by Hou Zhen.

After the two came to the stage and bowed, someone came forward to give gifts.

"Thank you, thank you for your gift." Qiao Anan watched the gift givers leave, "There are only so few people."

"What do you call such a small person?"

"Just a little joke with you. When I come to the stage, I still have to make an introduction for me, because some people know each other and some don't. My name is Qiao An'an, and I'm a cross talk actor hired by Deyun Club."

"Why external recruitment?"

"I didn't sign the contract, isn't it an external hire?"

"Oh, that's it."

"After introducing me, let me introduce the person next to me. This is my partner, Liu Zhe."

This session was simply a half-new and half-traditional cross talk. Unpacking was not as important as sealing, and there were not many people. It ended in three hours.

Soon Qiao Anan ushered in the day of the national tour. The first stop was Xiamen. This time, the assistants were Zhang Jiuling and Wang Jiulong, Liu Xiaoting and Zhang Jiutai, Xie Jin and Li Hedong. The host was still Qin Xiaoxian.

For a six-show show, plus an encore, Qiao An'an will leave 10 minutes for them to perform their talents, so that everyone can remember them.

"Let me introduce the monsters and ghosts of this station in turn. From the left, the little black Zhang Jiuling, the martial arts master Wang Jiulong, the second brother Liu Xiaoting, the white dough son Zhang Jiutai, this is my uncle Xie Jin, my social brother Li Hedong, the host is My silly son Qin Xiaoxian, fat Liu Zhe, and student Qiao Anan." After bowing, Qiao Anan stood in front of the microphone again, "It's time to perform again, uncle, come and order your troops."

"Spot the general?" Xie Jin was stunned, but he did it anyway. After all, it was his special session.