Yunan

"My rent is too expensive, so I just want to find a cheap one." After finishing his porridge, Guo Qilin said, "Is there any more? I still want to drink."

"Go to the kitchen by yourself." Qiao Anan glanced at the time, and it was already past five in the afternoon. Can the people inside sleep like this? There is still more than an hour before the performance. Watching Guo Qilin come out, "Go and clean the inside Call out those few, or you will be late for the performance."

"Hey, good."

Han Tianyu came out in pajamas: "Morning, Ann."

"It's already night." Joan Ann retorted.

"Really?" Han Tianyu scratched his head, "Is there anything to eat?"

"There is porridge in the kitchen."

Han Tianyu entered the kitchen in a flash.

"Your home is a shelter." Yang Di smiled, "There are all kinds of people."

The big screen continued to play, and the subtitles drifted across: A group of people in a hurry ran out.

Qiao Anan looked at the group of people very helplessly, and threw his car keys over: "Remember to send them back to me."

"Thank you, uncle." Shang Jiuxi took the car keys and walked out.

The subtitles drifted across: They're all gone, what are you going to do, Master Uncle?

Qiao Anan opened the door and entered the production room, and the subtitles floated again: Finally, no one bothered me to make a coat.

Luan Yunping has recorded twelve episodes for her this time, and it will only be broadcast one day a week.

And this year, there are not many special performances arranged for her, so she just draws drawings every day and sends them to the studio, or makes a coat and then goes to the small theater to accompany them to practice.Compared with opening a special show, Qiao Anan prefers to talk about cross talk in a small theater.

"Uncle Master is here." Shang Jiuxi and the others immediately stood up.

Qiao Anan waved her hand: "Sit down, I'll give you a new coat, try to see if it fits."

Both of them went to the changing room to try on their coats.

"Master, where's ours?" Sun Jiufang leaned over, "The old man and I haven't got a new coat for a long time."

"This is the gown they asked me to make for a special show. You can make new ones when the box is sealed." Qiao Anan reached out and touched his big head, and said with a smile, "This head is not small."

Sun Jiufang was helpless, what could she do, her uncle spoiled her.

"Uncle, are you on stage?" Shang Jiuxi and He Jiuhua asked after saving their money.

Joan Ann waved her hand: "No, you go."

But Qiao Anan didn't leave, because they were talking about a new cross talk today, so they listened to the side screen for a while to see if there was any room for improvement.Listening to Qiao An'an nodded in a timely manner, it's okay, there are still some places that need to be adjusted.

For Shang Jiuxi and He Jiuhua's first special session, Qiao An'an was not very relieved and even used her employee benefits to get the first row of tickets to listen to the scene.Keeping them from knowing that they were there makes them feel less stressed.This is not the first time she has done this. She has gone to the special sessions of Shaobing and Zhang Helun before.In order to relieve their pressure, the assistant also specially asked them to bring members from Team Seven.

Qiao Anan watched from the audience, nodded with satisfaction, it's okay, but the ability to control the field needs to be strengthened.However, she left without watching it, and she even bought tickets for Zhang Yixing's concert.

Shang Jiuxi on the stage saw her leaving, and began to hang up: "Why did the girl leave, did we say something bad? Why does this girl look so familiar."

He Jiuhua took a closer look, recognized it, and pulled Shang Jiuxi: "Don't talk about it, let's talk about it, we will be doing nothing today."

"Why did you do it for nothing? She is not an uncle who likes to surprise people." Shang Jiuxi seemed to understand something after speaking, "No way, she is really an uncle."

Of course, Joan Ann couldn't hear it anymore, she had already left the theater and went to the gymnasium.It was very difficult to squeeze in, Zhang Yixing had already changed his clothes for the encore performance.

Qiao Anan looked at Zhang Yixing on the stage, and the most dazzling thing about his brother was his confidence on stage.

"Everyone knows that a big event happened this year, that is, my younger sister got engaged." He mentioned this event when chatting with everyone at the end, "To be honest, I really don't want to part with it, because I only have such a younger sister, and I only have Such a family member. But no matter what, be happy. Brother will always be your backing."

Zhang Yixing also witnessed their love. When Zhang Yunlei found him and asked him to help, he agreed without hesitation.Everyone wants their loved ones to be happy.

Qiao Anan was mixed in the crowd, and she, who had always been strong, wept.Make a decision in your heart, and you have to be your brother's backing.In the last life, I was just a person until my death. In this life, I must protect what I own and hold it firmly in my hands.

Before the big box was sealed, Qiao An'an had a special New Year's Eve show, which was held in a gymnasium in Shanghai.

When he returned to the scene at the end, Qiao Anan shouted from the air: "The last song, safe haven. Give it to my backing."

Then some netizens cut the last two scenes together, and it became a hot search overnight.

Chang Yuan was the first to retweet this time: Uncle Shi, we will always be your backing.

Guo Degang also retweeted: The entire Deyun Club is backing you.

Guo Degang knew that it was not easy for these two children since they were young, and they loved their houses and crows. Since they protected Qiao An'an, they naturally also protected Zhang Yixing.

At the end of the special session, Qiao Anan continued to record the show.

Early this morning, Qiao Anan was fully dressed and ready to go out.

The subtitles floated across: Where is Master Uncle going so early?

Qiao Anan drove out and soon arrived at Zhang Yixing's studio.

"Sister Qiao." Entering the conference room, everyone was present.

Joan Ann just opened a chair and sat down: "Everyone is here, let's start."

The subtitles drifted away again: What is this for?

A young man brought up the box, and it said lottery box.

"Zhang Yixing is currently filming and can't come back. I'll host this year's annual meeting." Qiao Anan's hand was already drawn in the lottery box, "I haven't attended the previous annual meeting, and I don't know what it is like. I came here according to my own ideas. Come on, each department will report on its work first." Huala is quite amusing.

"I thought you were going to draw a lottery first." Yang Di smiled, "I think you're having fun with your hands in it."

Joan Ann just smiled and said nothing.

The big screen continued to play, and the subtitles drifted across: The work report is over, and the next step is the lucky draw.

"Come on, let's start." Joan Ann took out his hand from inside, "Whoever comes first." But no one moved, "The lottery is so inactive, come on, boss, you come."

This boss is the coordinator of the studio, and everyone's work is uniformly scheduled and arranged by him.

"Red envelope."

Just when everyone was getting used to it, Joan Ann curled her lips: "I'm really unlucky, I obviously wrote a lot of good things."

After all, when Zhang Yixing presided over the annual meeting, the contents of the lottery were all red envelopes, but the amount was different.

Everyone was interested, and everyone got different things.There are watches, cheongsams, Hanfu, tablet computers, mobile phones and other things, which were not available in previous years.

The subtitles drifted across: Uncle Shi, can we attend your annual meeting, we want it too.

"Okay, the lottery draw is over." Qiao Anan glanced at the time, "It's already noon, I've already booked a place, let's go."

Because there were a lot of people, Qiao Anan booked three tables.

"Isn't the annual meeting generally in the evening? Why is it scheduled for noon?" the host asked.

"Actually, the studio will be on holiday from today. Many people bought tickets to go home at night, so I put them at noon." Qiao Anan explained.

The big screen continued to play, and the subtitles floated across: Hey, aren't you eating, why did Uncle An An drive away?Where is this going?

Qiao Anan drove to the hospital, and the subtitles drifted away again: Why did the uncle come to the hospital? Could it be that the uncle is sick?

Pushing open the door of the ward, Zhang Yunlei was leaning on the bed reading a book.

The subtitles drifted away again: It turned out to be watching Brother Braid.

"An'an is here." Zhang Yunlei put down the book in his hand when he heard the voice, and saw that she came empty-handed, "Why didn't you bring me something to eat today?"

"My sister will give it to you in the past few days, and it will probably come soon." Qiao Anan sat down on the stool in front of his hospital bed and looked at him, "It seems to have gained a lot of weight."

"You're just getting fat." Zhang Yunlei snapped back unceremoniously, and then realized what he said, "No, I didn't mean it, you're not fat at all."

The subtitles drifted across: Brother Braid, isn't it a bit late to apologize now?

"It's okay, I'm not angry, we'll settle the score when you're better." Qiao Anan looked at him with a smile, "Go on and read, I'll go first."

"Let's go now?" Didn't he just arrive, so why did he have to leave.

"The box will be sealed in a few days, and there are still a few coats left." Joan got up, "Goodbye."

The subtitles floated by: leave as soon as you say, wave your sleeves without taking away a cloud.We also wish Brother Braid a speedy recovery.

"Is this what netizens often say, the mouth is faster than the brain, the mouth flies in front, and the brain chases behind." Yang Di laughed, "Has this ever happened to An An?"

"Yes." Qiao Anan nodded, "One time during a performance in a small theater, a mother left early, and I asked her why she was going. She said, pick up her son. Then I answered by the way, often Come and see my son."

The presence of a few hilarious.

The big screen continued to play, and the subtitles floated by: Four hours later. . .

Joan Ann came out of the production room with a cup, scratched her head, sat down on the carpet, and picked up her mobile phone to make a call.

The other party quickly connected: "Hello."

"Teacher He?"

"It's me, is it An'an?" Zhang Yixing and He Jiong are good friends, and Qiao An'an soon became good friends.

"It's me, Mr. He, can you help my director get a ticket for the quick book?" Zhang Yixing is going to record Happy Camp, and she wants to see it.

"Are you coming again?" He Jiong couldn't help laughing.

"Teacher He wants to keep it a secret this time, don't ask me to come on stage." Generally, she doesn't want people to know about this kind of thing, so she just does it silently.

The author has something to say:

This episode happened to Qin Xiaoxian, the audience left early, Qin Xiaoxian asked: What are you doing?

The audience replied: Mom picked up her son from school.

Qin Xiaoxian then answered: Come and see your son often.

It's a small video on the Internet, you can look it up and watch it.