I made my debut in a reality show

Jiang Mi said he would treat him to dinner, but when it was time for the meal, the young master was not polite anymore, and a pair of sneakers stopped outside the Jiang family compound, stepping on them pretendingly.

It wasn't until Jiang Mi set up a small round table in the yard, served two or three dishes, the fragrant rice wafted in the air, and smiled at him, did the young master put down his posture and reserve, and said: "Auntie, Jiang Mi, You really don't have to be so polite." But the buttocks sat down directly, and picked up the bowls and chopsticks that had been scalded by hot water in their hands.

"Such a simple meal, as long as you don't dislike it." Who doesn't like a polite and handsome young man, Han Qingsui pushed the only plate of meat, Yan Hailou felt that the hospitality was hard to refuse, so he scratched a few more bites with his chopsticks.

Jiang Mi ate slowly, took the initiative to clean up the dishes after eating, and never asked the guests to help, and Han Qingsui was a hardworking and gentle image of a good wife and mother, sweeping the floor and watering the flowers.

While admiring the flowers planted on the fence, Yan Hailou thought to himself, what kind of person must the father of the Jiang family who has never seen before be able to have such a beautiful wife and children.

This is also the first time he has entered Jiang's house. When he walked into the house, he felt a sense of warmth. The house was so small that he could almost lock onto Jiang Mi's desk at a glance. examination paper.The eraser was only the size of a fingernail, and the Xingkai copybook was written on the front, even the back, and even pasted on a thin paper for copying.The schoolbag was even more worn out, and the back was broken and heavily seamed. The dictionary next to it looked like it was going to be torn apart. As soon as Yan Hailou picked it up, the broken pages in the book fell off slowly.

This is too poor.The young master clicked his tongue, quickly picked up the fallen page from the ground, and inserted it back in a guilty conscience.Even the photographer was quite moved and took pictures of these details one by one.

The Zhou family didn't do it so vividly. After all, no matter how much Zhou Yixuan was willing to pretend, he couldn't really use an old dictionary with an eraser that was so small.The most expensive thing in the entire house of the Jiang family may be the computer that he just won today.

But in contrast, the entire wall is covered with golden certificates, from composition competitions, Olympiad competitions to three-good students, etc., more than those posted by Zhou's family, which can be called magnificent and daunting .

There are several pairs of juvenile sneakers in the shoe cabinet at the door, but most of them have one foot that is more worn than the other because of the owner's physical defects.

But the other party is so good.

The cameraman couldn't help but sigh now. After the show is broadcast, I believe the audience will clearly understand how much such a young man with excellent character and learning needs this opportunity.But at the same time, the hearts of the audience will also be clenched, because everyone knows that the other Zhou Ning's family is also very poor, and he may not be the last one chosen.

All of this depends on the person's thoughts... Through the machine, the photographer secretly looked at the young master with his hands behind his back, who was watching the award as if he was a leader.

When the sun went down, Zhou Yixuan came back with a tired body and a pair of swollen hands. Yan Hailou was already lying on the bed with a notebook in his arms, his eyelids drooping lazily, and he didn't give him a look when he heard the movement.

Zhou Yixuan's heart sank slightly, but there was still a handsome and gentle smile on his face. He fake coughed a few times, trying to wake up the young master's attention, and by the way, find out what he and Jiang Mi did after leaving the small restaurant today .

Unexpectedly, as soon as he coughed twice, the young master on the bed suddenly gave him a surprised and disgusted look, picked up his notebook and pen and hid in the depths of the bed, "Are you catching a cold? Stay away from me and don't infect me." .”

Zhou Yixuan's face froze immediately, "No, I don't have a cold."

The eldest young master didn't believe him, "People who have a cold like to say that they don't have a cold, so go and make a pack of medicine to prevent it." He didn't intend to pay attention to Zhou Yixuan, and wrote on the notebook with his elbow covering most of the content, which made Zhou Yixuan feel nervous. Furious and curious, he had no choice but to drink a pack of medicine before turning back.

He wanted to know what Yan Hailou was writing in secret. He had seen that familiar cover book in the hands of other young masters of the observation group.

Then he quickly found out, pretending to be in the shower, because a staff member stepped into the room carrying the machine and asked, "Have you finished writing?"

Yan Hailou said, his tone seemed irritable, and there was a hint of reluctance, "You guys really want to take pictures. While asking someone to write a diary, you also want to take pictures of the contents of the diary. Isn't this a typical invasion of privacy?"

If it wasn't for the fear of offending this little ancestor, the staff would have wanted to tell him less nonsense and bring it up quickly. Why are you so annoying when everyone else has written it!There is no sound insulation between the walls, and Zhou Yixuan can hear it clearly.

It turned out that this was part of the program "Funding". Every member of the city observation group had a diary in their hands, recording what they saw, heard and felt in their hearts every day.Which member supports whom, the other party will not write directly, but you can get a glimpse of it from the content.

For example, the little fat man wrote in his diary yesterday:

【We passed a street in the county town, and Jiang Mi suddenly said, buy some souvenirs and go home.

I was surprised and asked what souvenirs to buy.

Jiang Mi scratched her head and said, aren't you here to travel?I'm going to leave for a while, why not bring some local things back as a souvenir.

I just remembered, and quickly said: Oh, we are here to travel.

As we talked, Jiang Mi led me to a small stall next to it. The owner of the stall was a grey-haired grandmother, and there were many souvenirs and sachets on the stall.

Jiang Mi fooled me and said, look how delicate and auspicious this sachet is. I can’t remember a lot of things he said, but I only remember that yellow is lucky, red is festive, blue is dignified, and green is elegant. This is suitable for parents. That is suitable for sending to friends.I was dizzy when I heard that, anyway, handicrafts worth five or ten yuan are not expensive anyway, and things with a price of hundreds of yuan on a certain treasure may not have this quality, so I bought them all at once.

When I got back to the village, I heard Zhou Ning's voice. He seemed very surprised and said, 'Grandma, why did you come back so early today'.

'A kind customer bought too much today, so I came back early. 'I heard the familiar old lady's voice, and only then did I understand that what Ganqing Jiang Mi is selling is Zhou Ning's grandma's stuff!An acquaintance in the village took me as a victim!At that moment, I was a little angry, but looking at the beautiful sachet in my hand, I recalled Jiang Mi's smiling face in my mind, and I didn't seem to be very angry.

I found out later that Zhou Ning is a left-behind child who lives with his elderly grandparents all year round. He only sees his parents once a year.His grandmother was an embroiderer when she was young, and when she was old, she could only sew such small things to support the family, while his grandfather was collecting junk. If it weren't for someone to support him, he would have dropped out of school and gone to work...]

At the end of writing, the piece of paper was already wet with tears.

It can be seen from the lines that the little fat man has been caught in a tangle. He has a good impression of Jiang Mi, but he is also full of sympathy for Zhou Ning. He is faced with a dilemma.

And Yan Hailou's handwriting is a little bit sharper, with more teeth and claws, but he has a personal style. He also wrote about today's events seriously, such as Jiang Mi is the king of puzzles, they played games and swept thousands of troops, and then went to Jiang Mi's house The food is delicious, and it is written in detail, but the writing style is very poor. Fortunately, the program group can still understand it.

Did not follow Yan Hailou's staff, and wondered if this diary was exaggerated, "You said that he was completely correct in that quiz activity, and won the only mobile phone and computer in the audience? You had the equipment in your hand at the time. Didn't you help him?"

Just read his diary, and even questioned the authenticity.

Yan Hailou became furious, "I haven't even finished reading the questions, how can I help!" He deleted the parts that were not good for him in his diary, for example, he quit the first question.

The bathroom was vacant, the young master angrily went to take a shower, and the staff also withdrew after taking pictures of the diary.At this time, there was a gap, Zhou Yixuan entered the room lightly, and opened the diary.

After reading it, his face became very pale and ugly.

What the staff looked at was events, and what he focused on was emotions. After all, a person's words can't deceive anyone. It's almost clear at a glance who the young master is more inclined to.

Back in his bedroom, he quietly took out the mobile phone under the pillow, and called his aunt far away in the capital, "Auntie, help me!" In just four words, he revealed his strong emotional ups and downs. Don't give up.

Jiang Desheng, who was far away in the provincial capital, was at the poker table with a cigarette in his mouth, making jokes with a group of old poker friends. He even pulled a red string around his collar, saying that he went to the temple to ask for it. , it is very effective to have the blessing of Buddha.When a poker friend asked about the price, he smugly waved his hand and said that it was not expensive, only 2000 yuan, but it would ensure him to show his prowess at the poker table and make a fortune.

Players: Yoyo, it’s not expensive, it’s enough for your son’s tuition for the next semester.

Amidst the laughter, Jiang Desheng received a phone call. At first, he casually hummed twice, but after listening to it, his face became so gloomy that it was frightening, and he almost flipped the poker table.