I have to say that the boys who grow up on the laughing point are really easy to bring the show to the active point.

  The afternoon was almost over, everyone went back to the courtyard to prepare dinner, while Song Qian asked for an ice pack and was working on her forehead. She really became the third prince of the Dragon King.

  The bags on the forehead, one after the other.

  The photographer gave a close-up. Here, Teacher He reprimanded Zhang Fan and said, "What are you doing? People are girls, how can you bully them?"

  "She doesn't take lightly, why should I care about her, not my girlfriend."

  Zhao Lusi came over and said, "Uncle, don't you know that the cruelest revenge is actually marrying you and then torturing you?"

  So scary, fuck off, you little brat, you're done playing this game with me,

  Zhang Fan went to deal with the spicy cabbage. The cabbage was marinated very well, and the seasoning that Zhang Fan gave was very good. When he took it out, the color had changed.

  Zhao Lusi secretly took a bite, chewed it seriously, and said, "Uncle, you are amazing, you are delicious, even better than the ones in the store I eat."

  "Stupid dog, do you know? Generally, the spicy cabbage in the store has some chemical ingredients added. I pickled the spicy cabbage like this, but it was a waste of materials. Forget it, I can't talk to someone like you who can only eat. This, let's say, who's in charge of dinner."

  Mr. Huang took the spoon and started straightening.

  Zhang Fan was not idle, as long as the melon seeds were noisy, for those who like snacks, this kind of melon seeds could not be rejected, and soon, the yard was filled with the smell of the food.

  At seven o'clock in the evening, everyone gathered together, the older ones sat in the middle, Cheng Xiaoguo sat beside Teacher Huang, Song Qian leaned on Zhao Lusi, Zhao Lusi leaned on Zhang Fan, and everyone followed in order. sit down.

  The director took some pictures and found the angle.

  Teacher Huang waved his hand and started eating directly.

  The big guy tasted it with his head down.

  In the food culture of Chinese people, if it is a family meal, chat is seldom added, but when some people are together, they will chat about their daily life.

  Zhang Fan really didn't have much interest in chatting, so he lowered his head and started eating.

  "Xiaoguo, what are your plans for the future?"

  "I want to study anew, but I don't seem to have time, so I plan to work harder during the two years, take a break, go to the college to study again, and learn more things."

  This is a matter of great perseverance. After speaking, Cheng Xiaoguo gave Zhang Fan a blank look. All the hard work was given by defeating Zhang Fan, and she remembered it all.

  Teacher He and Zhang Fan had a drink, then transferred to Xiao Yueyue and said, "You said, why is cross talk not suitable for variety shows?"

  "Small theater culture, something that can't be helped, I asked my master about this question, and my master said that cross talk cannot be constructed with scenes, and two mouths have to create a story, and those of stage plays are not suitable for Cross talk, moreover, the burden of cross talk is not so much, so many years, I have been writing the old burden."

  This is the truth. The burden of cross talk has now been transferred to the audience. In addition to the actor's personal performance skills, the burden of cross talk itself is left by the ancestors. You want to explain it all. It's simply not realistic.

  The topic shifted to Song Qian. Song Qian put down her chopsticks in a proper manner and said, "If it were me, I would still be an actor in the future. The star is no longer me."

  "Well, it's really not suitable for being old."

  If you don't speak, no one will treat you as dumb.

  Teacher He scolded Zhang Fan. You are talking too much at this time. Isn't this a slap in the face? Zhao Lusi raised her hand and said, "I hope to be as popular as Zhang Zifeng, but I want to be an idol."

  Zhang Fan turned his head and said: "There are so many careers to choose from, you choose an idol, you are full"

  "No, it's best for idols to make money. I just want to make money. I think I'm good-looking. I rely on my appearance to eat, eat for a while, buy a house, and then open a small shop to spend my old age in peace. I don't want so many things."

  What a beautiful picture.

  It's a pity that Zhang Fan can always say unrealistic things.

  "You think too much, the annual profit of the commissary is between [-] and [-] yuan. The property fee and management fee of your house will basically be several thousand yuan every year, and then you need to cook and buy vegetables every day. , I will give you [-] yuan a day to calculate, how much you have to spend a year, of course, this premise is that you are not sick, and if you are not famous, you will only have two shopping opportunities a year, and you will not be in debt , but that's all you can do, no savings."

  Uncle, you are a devil right? Zhao Lusi tilted her head and looked at Zhang Fan and said, "The real and fake uncle"

  "You haven't experienced that you don't understand normal. You must know that what I said will only be more miserable than this. So, you should have a bigger dream. This dream is unrealistic."

  "Then I read those novels, and I won several hundred million at the beginning."

  "Yeah, hundreds of millions, you can buy a house in the magic capital, but you can't afford the expenses. Don't think about that, just ask Xiao Yueyue."

  Xiao Yueyue nodded and said, "Brother Zhang Fan really knows more than me. My master asked me to learn more from you, saying that you suffer several times more than others."

  "No, uncle, when you got married, your salary was only [-]. How did you live?"

  Zhang Fan said: "My wife makes money, plus my mother-in-law gave me a house, that's it."

  It's shameless to say that eating soft rice is so noble.

  I guess the uncle can tell.

  Song Qian said, "Isn't it because you broke up with your ex-wife because you didn't work?"

  Zhang Fan's chopsticks paused for a while, and said, "After you have experienced other people's lives, you should judge, otherwise, you will show that you are mentally handicapped."

  : Please support, thank you.

Chapter [-]: Learn to Shut Up (For Support, The First)

  Chapter [-]::::: Learn to shut up and ask for support. Thank you, Cheng Xiaoguo also put down his chopsticks and said, "I'm full."

  Don't stay here, turn around and leave.

  Zhang Fan didn't care, he drank beer and ate snacks comfortably, made some spicy cabbage, put it in his mouth, and simply enjoyed the taste of spicy cabbage.

  The audience of the live broadcast has long been fried.

  After all, all the spearheads are now pointing at Zhang Fan.

  Song Qian felt that she was right, but she didn't think she was wrong.

  Zhang Fan also knew that she was right, because the information was not equal.

  Teacher He said: "I know a little bit about Zhang Fan. I talked to Boss Yang on the phone. During that time, when Boss Yang asked Zhang Fan to join the job, someone put in money, and I hope Zhang Fan can't come to work. What do you think? who would be so boring"

  Teacher Huang said: "Mother-in-law, my family has money, my daughter likes someone who has nothing, and then she looks down on it, and blocks the boy's future path along the way. It is probably the reason why you don't want children."

  In the end, it is a man who has experienced things. He is always so comprehensive in looking at the problem and can directly find the point of the problem.

  Song Qian lowered her head and said sorry, while Zhang Fan waved his hand and said, "I don't particularly care about this kind of thing. If I was bothered by this kind of thing, I probably wouldn't be able to work a long time ago. Just keep going quietly and look forward, life is good, just look at people with the Buddha's heart and the devil's heart, calm down."

  Zhang Fan put down his chopsticks and told others that, in fact, he was full, and he was also telling the people at the table that there was no need to continue the program recording.

  , Someone was in charge of cleaning the table, Zhang Fan and the two teachers were lying on the chair, Zhao Lusi pressed Zhang Fan's leg and said, "That..., Song Qian didn't do it on purpose, she was just really curious, you don't know, How curious the whole circle of people are, how did you sit there and protect so well?"

  "I teach you, do you learn?"

  "OK."

  "Sign a contract, what else can you do? Do you think it's unrealistic for a man to really control his own mouth?"

  Cut, it's boring.

  Zhao Lusi massaged Zhang Fan seriously, and Song Qian handed him a glass of water and said, "I don't know how to apologize."

  Zhang Fan said, "Then turn around."

  Song Qian turned her head, Zhang Fan just slapped her ass, and directly slapped Song Qian dumbfounded, Song Qian looked at Zhang Fan, and said, "Did you do it on purpose and feel guilty about it? After making trouble for a long time, you are acting. ,is not it"

  Zhang Fan stretched out his hand and touched Zhao Lusi's head, Zhao Lusi consciously rubbed it twice, as well-behaved as a kitten, the uncle began to be interested in him, isn't it, if he can become popular, he must be able to become popular of.

  Zhao Lusi is not... Zhang Zifeng that... Han Han, Zhao Lusi's idea of ​​becoming famous is very simple, isn't there an unspoken rule in the circle, so I find a reliable uncle to take care of myself, and then return what I like.

  The most important thing is that it is very fun, and it doesn't matter if there are scandals.

  Then Zhang Fan appeared, and some people commented that Zhang Fan was the only person who was not shocked by the scandal. Zhang Fan established himself as a person who likes to drive, and then likes to molest beauties.

  This kind of person does not gossip and looks down on him.

  "Of course, in the adult world, how can you understand and learn more. It's not enough to talk about it. Acting must be comprehensive, and it is inappropriate to not be comprehensive."

  Cheng Xiaoguo was washing his face and removing his makeup over there. The audience in the live broadcast room sighed helplessly. The goddesses of other people's families always wear makeup when they sleep, but Cheng Xiaoguo doesn't care at all. All makeup and other things come here.

  Here, Mr. He took out a guitar and said, "Let's have some talent."

  Zhang Fan said: "Come on then, what flavor do you want to hear, I'll give you permission for a few."

  "I want to rap."

  Come on, Zhao Lusi, the next contestant will give an opinion.

  Teacher He said: "You started out singing folk songs. This time, you can't do folk songs. When you wrote songs, I vomited. Wherever we go, we feel dead and dead. The streets are full of your songs."

  Zhang Fan smiled and said, "Then let me come up with a song that most men like."

  Zhang Fan, a song that most men like, coughed and said, "This song is called a single love song."

  Hahahaha, Zhao Lusi laughed heartlessly, there are still love songs when you're single, why are you making a fuss I've had enough of love, there are people who are lost in love, and I'm just one of them The great part of the song lies in the topical nature. As soon as the song comes out, the big guy automatically sings along for a while, and he finds it unexpectedly suitable.

  There isn't any difference.

  This is beyond the feeling of many people.

  "This song is on fire."

  Mr. He said firmly

  , Zhang Fan said: "Of course, I think as long as men go, they will definitely sing this song."

  "You sang this song too badly. You've been playing a love song when you're single. By the way, is there any song suitable for girls, or songs for women, you can't always sing men's."

  Zhang Fan looked at Song Qian and said, "I'll send you a song."

  Song Qian frowned.

  Zhang Fan fluctuated the guitar. As long as he picked up the guitar, any woman could not resist Zhang Fan's charm. Many people who like folk songs have confirmed this.

  A little taste of the taste in the song is the best dessert after a meal.

  Thirty years old, the light and passion have been polished by the years. Is life happier for one person than two? I like the tenderness of a thirty-year-old woman. I know the loneliness in the middle of the night is unbearable. Thirty 30-year-olds have been picky and rotated, and you have repeatedly chosen her. She is a thirty-year-old woman who has not lost her shape. As soon as a simple thirty-year-old woman came out, Song Qian wiped the corners of her eyes with a tissue. The song was very Plain, like a poem, like a picture scroll, describing a very ordinary thing.

  The meaning of the song is actually quite simple, it is to encourage women of this age to be independent and to be themselves.

  When writing about women, Zhang Fan is a great god, and you can feel it from Zhang Fan's ballads, but that one hundred songs in one night was really shocking, so everyone finally chose to think that Zhang Fan might have to quit.

  But there is still a song about a thirty-year-old woman.

  Surprising song.

  Simple and unpretentious songs are the most moving. Teacher He said: "You really have a good hand in dealing with women."

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