One Can’t Judge by Appearance

Xujia.

"Why is the content of this issue replayed again?" Father Xu sat on the sofa expectantly, but finally waited until 8:30, but the content was what he had seen before.

"It's almost the New Year. Some TV station staff also have a holiday." Uncle Xu listened to Mr. Xu's complaint, and said slowly: "So you will watch other programs these days."

"I'm used to watching this show every night. Now suddenly there is nothing to watch. It's really boring." Old man Xu stood up with his cane and looked out the window. "It's snowing?"

"The snow in the last few days has been falling and stopping." Uncle Xu helped Old Man Xu upstairs, "Dad, do you think we should invite Xiaoyan over for a meal? I think the relationship between Xiaoyuanzi and Xiaoyan , I am afraid that good things are not far away."

"If your sister can save a bit of worry, we don't need to worry about this." Old man Xu sighed, very helpless. "Fortunately, Xiaoxi is a magnificent girl. Otherwise, your sister's attitude towards others would have run away her popularity. "

Uncle Xu smiled helplessly, how could he control his sister?

Recently, he has registered for a Weibo account without any problems, and only then did he know that the relationship between Xiaoyuanzi and Xiaoyan has been followed by so many people. Now listening to my father complaining about his sister, he really has nothing to say except to keep smiling.

After the complaint was almost the same, Mr. Xu stopped: "Then Xiaoxi will follow the New Year's Eve, or will he host the New Year's Eve party?" In his opinion, Yan Xi is good everywhere. It is true that he will not host the New Year's Eve party. It's a pity, it's a big loss for the Imperial Capital.

The old man said what he thought of now. He was talking about his sister a moment ago, and he turned his head and mentioned the New Year's Eve party. Uncle Xu was stunned for a moment before reacting, "Dad, Xiaoyan is still young, and there are many opportunities like this in the future. I'm afraid I won't have the chance to host the New Year's Eve this year."

"I don't like watching someone else presiding over it." Father Xu quickly became happy again, "But it's okay, so that she has time to come to our house for dinner. The 28th of the twelfth lunar month is a good day, you go call Xiao Yuanzi, Let him bring Xiaoxi over for dinner, and call Da Yuanzi by the way."

"Where is the eldest sister and brother-in-law..."

"No." Mr. Xu shook his head, "If the two of them are here, we don't want to eat well."

Uncle Xu smiled bitterly and didn't mention it again.

"Forget it, Xiaoyuanzi doesn't have any prejudices in terms of feelings. It's better for me to invite Xiaoxi myself." Father Xu touched the phone in his pocket, "I have her WeChat account."

Yan Xi's workload in the past two days was smaller than usual, so she took the time to prepare the draft. Since she admitted that she is the host Yan Xi, the editor responsible for reminders has been in a half-crazy state.

The photo on her ID is quite similar to herself, and I don’t know how the editor could not recognize it. Maybe after signing the cooperation agreement, the other party didn’t remember the content of her ID at all, so they knew that she was urged to hand it in every day. Drafted.

Send the drawn manuscript to the editor Mingming. Seeing Mingming calling her father with excitement over there, Yan Xi made a blank expression on her face: I am not as big as a girl like you.

Mingming: It doesn't matter, you can recognize me as a goddaughter.

What makes an editor so frantic and exhausted?

The WeChat message prompt sounded, and Yan Xi looked down at the phone.

Grandpa Xu: [knocking expression].

This emoji style, which was popular seven or eight years ago, reminds Yan Xi when chat software was just popular. But a grandfather who is nearly ninety years old, chatting and knowing to use emoticons, can be regarded as keeping up with the trend.

Grandpa Xu: "Xiaoxi, for a dinner at home on the 28th, I asked my aunt to cook a lot of delicious food. You and Xiaoyuanzi come over to eat together."

Yan Xi smiled after listening to Grandpa Xu's energetic voice. The other party is getting older and it is inconvenient to type and read, so they usually chat, except for the emoticons which are voices, and the communication is quite interesting.

Accepting Grandpa Xu's invitation, Yan Xi remembered that the police came to ask her about Song Ci and Song Dynasty today. After thinking about it for a long time, he told Song Hai the matter.

"Stupid girl, do you really think they are just here to ask you about the Song Dynasty?" Song Hai gritted his teeth after hearing the cause and effect, "These little rascals from the Song family are all bad rascals. The Song Dynasty looks like a dog Deliberately confessing in that way embarrassed you. You should tell me earlier that I should clean up his meal."

"I'm just worried that you can't help but trouble him, I didn't tell you." Yan Xi hugged her knees and sat on the sofa, "I feel very unlucky. Obviously, I have nothing to do with the Song family, and I will be affected. ."

"When people live in this world, how can they go smoothly." Song Hai saw that his daughter was upset, and he was not in the mood to scold Song Chao. He turned around and began to comfort her daughter's emotions. "The more you experience, the stronger you are. Not afraid."

Yan Xi was amused by Song Hai’s nervous look. She lowered her eyelids and said, “You mean that the police came to me because I suspected that I had put the bug on the Song Ci car, or suspected that I was injuring Song Ci. ?"

"Since Song Ci had a conflict with you not long ago, the police will definitely investigate you." Song Hai was worried that his daughter was afraid, and added, "But don't worry, you must pay attention to the motives and conditions of committing crimes for such things. Investigate these cases. All of the policemen are experienced, and you can tell that you are innocent in a few words, so they asked a few words painlessly and left."

"I know that there are a lot of messy things, such as the fight for power and profit, among the rich," Song Hai frowned. "Is the relationship between the two brothers in the original family good?"

"Very good." Yan Xi was afraid that Song Hai would not believe him. "The eldest brother is seven years older than Yuan Xiaoer. His attitude towards Yuan Xiaoer is like raising half a son."

"The benefits of having fewer brothers and sisters." Song Hai heaved a sigh of relief. He didn't want to marry his daughter into a miserable family. No matter how much money he had, his life would be awful.

When the father and daughter chatted, the topic turned to the rich family gossip secrets. If it wasn't for too late, Yan Xi would like to listen to it for a while. She glanced at the time on the wall and said with a bit of reluctance, "Tomorrow night there will be an annual meeting in the stage. I will be back later in the evening. Don't wait for me, go to bed earlier."

"Is it necessary to bring a male partner at the annual meeting?"

"Dancing sessions are arranged in the evening, so everyone will bring their partners."

"I knew it." Song Hai said with an expression of "I already knew", "Okay, you young people have fun. Although your dad and I are over fifty years old, I have been young too."

Yan Xi held his face and smiled without refuting.

Song Hai suddenly felt sad. The beautiful jade cabbage that he raised by himself was about to be overwhelmed by pigs. He had to accept it with a smile. It's not easy to be a father.

"Dad, don't think about it, you are the most important in my heart."

"Your mother said the same to your grandfather before marrying me back then." Song Hai said bitterly, "Later, when your mother gave birth to you, she tossed for most of the day, and you didn't scold me to death."

Yan Xi couldn't help but laugh as his father said about the past, "Daddy people feel sorry for their daughters."

"Yeah, how can a father not feel sorry for his daughter." Song Hai wanted to reach out and touch the top of Yan Xi's head, but when he saw his adult daughter, he knew that this action was no longer suitable.

That short and soft little bun became so big in the blink of an eye, and there are also boys he likes. He probably understands the mood of his father-in-law back then.

"Go to bed early, lest you have swollen eyes tomorrow, and you won't be pretty enough at the prom."

Yan Xi stretched his head over and rubbed Song Hai's palm: "Dad, good night."

The annual meeting of the Imperial Capital Terrace has always been the most lively night in the Imperial Capital Terrace. Not only the front and backstage staff of the stage, but also some artists who have good relations with the stage and celebrities from all walks of life come to participate, so many of the staff have lost more than half a month's fat for this day, and spent a few weeks on it. Facial mask.

At night, I saw Yan Xi appearing alone at the gate. Someone had not had time to think about why she didn't have a male partner. The next moment they saw Yuan Yi who was holding a woman's coat in his hand and hurriedly rushing to put on Yan Xi.

When there is no good show to watch, some people who are not so right-minded suddenly lose the mind to continue watching.

"I really don't know whether you women are afraid of cold or not. I can't wait to have a warm baby **** all over my body. At this time, I can walk in a swaying posture in an evening dress." Yuan Yi sorted out Yan Xi's coat, "I'm inside. Take it off again, it’s still cold here."

"I see, Grandpa Yuan." Yan Xi pulled on the coat of the coat to prevent the clothes from falling off, "I was actually a little nervous when I participated in this kind of annual meeting for the first time."

"What's so nervous? Anyway, it's just eating and drinking, lottery and gifts, the leader said a few words, and it's almost over." Yuan Yi grabbed her shoulders and walked into the elevator.

Several people were already standing in the elevator. Seeing Yuan Yi and Yan Xi coming in, they all gave way to the back.

The **** woman who had been standing at the forefront shrank back at this moment, letting others cover herself. Just when the elevator door was about to close, a male employee with glasses walked in. He saw the **** woman at a glance, his eyes were shining as if they were shining: "Goddess Faey, I like you so much!"

Zhao Feifei shrank in the corner and said with a dry smile: "Thank you."

"Sister Feifei, you are more beautiful than in the movie!"

Little movie fan, stop screaming. If you keep screaming, you may never see my film and television works again in the future. Zhao Feifei felt desperate in his heart. He secretly glanced at Yan Xi and Yuan Yi who were standing in front. Seeing that they seemed not paying attention, he was silently relieved.

"Ms. Zhao." Yan Xi turned her head suddenly, the bright smile on her face made Zhao Feifei feel chills in her heart.

Why didn't she forget that the girlfriend of the second youngest master was the host of the Imperial Capital Terrace, and she wanted to send it to her door because of her death: "Teacher Yan, Yan."

Unexpectedly, Zhao Feifei would respect Yan Xi so much. The male staff member who was a fan of Zhao Feifei gave Yan Xi a strange look.

"It's fine for Teacher Zhao to call me Xiaoyan, how can I bear your teacher." Yan Xi nodded slightly to Zhao Feifei, forgetting the etiquette. Seeing Yan Xi didn't seem to mind that she used Yuan Yi to hype up the scandal at the beginning, Zhao Feifei was very touched, and instantly felt that Yan Xi closed the moon and fell ashamed, and the beauty was so beautiful that there was nowhere to hide.

"Yes, you should. Your show host is so good, and my assistant and I both like watching it." Zhao Feifei thought, when you become Hengtai boss lady, as long as you don’t care about this, let me call you Master Du It's ok.

The assistant who had no sense of existence at this time repeatedly nodded: "Yes, that's right, the "Things on the Roadside" you hosted is particularly interesting."

""Those Things on the Roadside"?" Yuan Yi turned around, "Xiaoxi, isn't your show called "Those Things Around"?"

Is the level of the set close now so low?

There was an awkward silence in the elevator.

"I'm sorry, Teacher Yan, I see you are too excited, so my brain is a bit difficult." The assistant didn't dare to look at Yuan Yi's eyes, always feeling that as long as Ue Yuan Yi's eyes were met, terrible events would happen.

"It's okay, "These Things on the Road" and "Those Things Around" have similar names. Sometimes it's normal to remember them incorrectly. I often have friends calling the wrong program names, and I'm used to it." Yan Xi worried that he would never speak again. In a few words, the assistant's face was about to blush with blood.

The assistant looked at Yan Xi with emotion. No wonder Yuan Er Shao, such a fierce man, likes Yan Xiong so much, and she likes Yan Xi so much as a woman.

"In fact, there is something I wanted to say half a minute ago." Yan Xi raised his head and glanced at the lights on the top of the elevator. "Have you noticed that the elevator doesn't seem to move?"