Chapter 128 Fairy Tale Essay
After "The King of Masked Singer" was broadcast, controversy arose as to whether or not Tiger singer was from Guangdong.

"Tiger singers are either from Guangzhou or Xiangjiang. "Flastic" is not from Guangzhou or Xiangjiang people can't sing it!"

"I feel that Tiger Singer confuses the audience and deliberately sings in Cantonese to confuse the audience. Otherwise, why didn't he chat in Cantonese during the interview with the host?"

"Stop arguing, I'm announcing something, and everyone present is excited!"

For the audience, the identity of the tiger singer is confusing. He is the first in every vote, and he did not reveal much key information at all.

In the first episode, after listening to Tiger Singer's "Chasing Dreams", the audience can already confirm that he is Kong Xingteng, the king of rock and roll.

At that time, it was also on the hot search, and netizens ridiculed the king Kong Xingteng for being too honest, and exposed his identity in the first issue.

Waiting until the second period, the audience found something was wrong!
"Sorrow" is not Kong Xingteng's style, especially the tiger singer's voice has a strong sense of story, which Kong Xingteng's voice does not have.

When the Cantonese song "Exaggerated" appeared, the audience was completely dumbfounded.

How do you guess?
And the tiger singer is also known as the most difficult singer in the history of "The King of Masked Singer", not one of them!

On the weekend, just after Jiang Yan returned home from exercising, he saw Xuan Yiran and Jiang Luoli chatting and laughing on the balcony.

"Yo, the big star is back?"

Xuan Yiran looked at Jiang Yan who was covered in sweat and said jokingly.

Jiang Yan took off his short sleeves and threw them into the washing machine on the balcony, revealing his angular eight-pack abs.

"Not wearing black silk, bad review!" Jiang Yan picked up the mineral water on the table and took a sip.

"Hei Si Hei Si, you are a leg control just like Gu Jiu."

Xuan Yiran said with disgust.

Jiang Yan knew Gu Jiu, and Xuan Yiran knew about it.

Xi Youle sang "The Year in a Hurry" in "The King of Songs", and photos of couples appeared on the stage screen. The love words in the photos were written by Gu Jiu.

Knowing that Jiang Yan knew Gu Jiu, Xuan Yiran immediately called Jiang Yan and asked if the head of Gu Jiu was handsome. After all, she wanted to introduce her mixed-race girlfriend to him.

"Men are all filthy!" Jiang Luoli curled her lips.

"Then where are you two staring at me?"

Jiang Yan said with a smile.

Jiang Luoli was fine, she not only watched but often touched Jiang Yan's abdominal muscles, Xuan Yiran's expression flashed embarrassment, but it quickly disappeared.

"A good figure doesn't mean you're good at that aspect." Xuan Yiran said old-fashionedly.

"Well, heroes see the same thing."

Jiang Luoli agreed with Xuan Yiran's words.

"Two women who don't have boyfriends say things like this, your legs are playing for years, is your first kiss still there?" Jiang Yan sat on the stool, ready to take a break before going to take a bath.

"Fart, my first kiss. My first kiss."

Xuan Yiran was stunned.

Jiang Yan is right, her first kiss is still there!

"Yiran, your first kiss was taken away by Jiang Yan, did you forget? Last year on your birthday we drank too much and hugged Jiang Yan for a kiss, and you almost ripped off his pants!" Jiang Luoli said.

Xuan Yiran fell into memory.

It seems that there is indeed such a thing, but like Jiang Luoli, she treats Jiang Yan as a younger brother.

Now that Jiang Yan is an adult, he is shirtless and sweating profusely, and the air is full of hormones.

"Aren't you a virgin too?" Xuan Yiran found a point to refute.

"Stop hurting each other, Jiang Yan, hurry up and take a shower, and we'll have a picnic later."

Jiang Luoli urged.

On the outskirts of Yanjing, the weather was sunny and sunny. Jiang Yan set up the tent and barbecue stall, and then lay on the grass to enjoy the sunshine.

"I also bought the ingredients and seasonings for the barbecue. In the evening, we ate barbecue and drank beer to talk about life!"

Xuan Yiran put the ingredients beside the tent and clapped her hands.

It's been a long time since my girlfriends have a lot to talk about, but Jiang Yan wisely didn't interrupt.

"Yi Ran, are you still busy with the publishing house on weekends?"

Seeing Xuan Yiran holding a notebook and chatting with herself while typing, Jiang Luoli complained.

"No way, there have been many child abductions and trafficking incidents across the country recently. Several publishing houses jointly launched a fairy tale essay call, hoping to make children more defensive through interesting fairy tales."

Xuan Yiran said.

"Then I won't bother you." Jiang Luoli had a deep understanding.

Some time ago, the neighbor Aunt Wang just lost her grandson Rourou. The traffickers had been watching Rourou for a long time and abducted Rourou with a piece of candy.

Fortunately, Rourou was found, but after taking a lot of sleeping pills, the three-year-old suffered from vomiting in the hospital.

"Fairy Tale Essay?"

Jiang Yan could hear clearly.

"Yes, because it is a fairy tale essay, the story needs to be simple. After all, it is for children to read, but many submissions are still too complicated."

"The editor-in-chief attaches great importance to this call for essays, and it is said that there is an opportunity to be included in children's textbooks!"

Xuan Yiran continued to review manuscripts, taking a good look at her straight and slender legs.

"Jiang Yan, how did you meet Gu Jiu?" Xuan Yiran moved the mouse to move a submission into the unqualified folder.

"He likes to listen to my songs, and I like to read his novels."

Jiang Yan said casually, but he was thinking about children's story essays.

"So that's how it is." Xuan Yiran asked Gu Jiu some more questions, and Jiang Yan answered casually.

Jiang Yan has confirmed that there is a bug in the system, and the prestige points gained by the two identities of Gu Jiu and Jiang Yan are separate, that is to say, the more identities one has, the more prestige points one gets.

Every morning, Jiang Yan spends [-] reputation points on energy drinks, and sometimes even buys two bottles to exercise without worrying about the consequences of intense exercise.

"Let's do this first, and the rest will be tried tomorrow." Xuan Yiran closed the notebook.

"I didn't expect you to stick to work for so long."

Jiang Yan unscrewed a bottle of Coke.

Xuan Yiran's family owns a supermarket and is not short of money, as can be seen from the big Benz she drives.

After graduating from university, Xuan Yiran resigned after looking for a job for at most half a month.

It has been two months since Xuan Yiran was the editor of the publishing house, and Xuan Yiran showed no sign of resigning.

"Because of lonely wine."

Xuan Yiran remembered that there was a great master in the publishing house who put up a testimonial of yin and yang and Gujiu. The editor of the great god, Yilao, sold himself as an old yin and yang, so Gujiu knew to call the editor-in-chief directly, so that the editor was transferred to the most deserted suspense category.

"Lone wine?"

"Yeah, I don't understand even if I tell you." Xuan Yiran said.

Jiang Yan shrugged.

Billowing white smoke rose, and the smell of barbecue permeated the surroundings. Jiang Yan skillfully rolled the chicken wings on the rack.

"cheers!"

Xuan Yiran raised the beer in her hand.

"cheers!"

Three bottles of canned beer collided with each other and made a dull sound. Jiang Luoli and Xuan Yiran chatted about the interesting things about being on the set, and Jiang Yan lay down on the grass looking at the starry sky after eating and drinking.

If you want to improve children's defensiveness through fairy tales, you have the opportunity to compile them into teaching materials!
What kind of fairy tale should I write?
PS: Two chapters guaranteed at [-] points.

(End of this chapter)

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