The yellow wooden pointer was rotating rapidly. Lin Yao stared at the pointer tightly, and her small hand automatically penetrated into Fang Xiaole's palm.

Fang Xiaole was slightly stunned and looked at Lin Yao. She saw the girl pursing her lips slightly nervously, and a pair of watery eyes focused on the turntable. Her white side face was a soft arc, which was intoxicating.

Instead of breaking away from Lin Yao's hand, he clenched it gently, smiled at the corners of his mouth, and looked down at the rotating pointer with her.

Chen Pengfei was carrying the camera and his body was slightly stiff. He couldn't help looking sideways and confirmed that Fang Dao and Mr. Lin's hands were indeed held together.

He was a little stunned.

Director Fang, is this too much into the play?

Will miss Lin be angry and say that director Fang took advantage of her while recording the program?

But director Fang is not such a person at ordinary times?

No, I just saw that Mr. Lin took Fang Dao's hand on his own initiative.

Do you?

Is Mr. Lin taking advantage of his work to guide the other party to implement workplace sexual harassment?

Chen Pengfei is a little confused. He doesn't know what the situation is now.

But fortunately, Fang Xiaole and Lin Yao are standing on the side of the stall. At this angle, only Chen Pengfei can see that they are holding hands.

It is reasonable to say that a popular variety show is far more than one photographer.

However, "let's fall in love" was originally recorded separately by several pairs of CP. Lin Yao and Fang Xiaole took a total of four groups of photos.

Among them, only Chen Pengfei is closest, and the other three groups of photography mainly shoot the perspective, passers-by and surrounding conditions, so only Chen Pengfei saw Fang Xiaole and Lin Yao holding hands.

In order not to affect the recording, Li Lin, Zhang Zhiqin and others were a little far away. They didn't see Lin Yao's "raid" on Xiaole.

At this time, the rotation speed of the wooden pointer gradually slowed down. After crossing the mouse, chicken, butterfly and peacock, it finally stopped slowly and stopped on the pattern of "dragon".

"Yeah!!"

Lin Yao cheered, jumped up like a little girl, hugged Fang Xiaole, and shouted happily:

"It's the dragon. We've turned to the dragon!"

Fang Xiaole was also surprised and smiled and hugged her. "You're lucky. I've never turned to the dragon."

"Hee hee, am I your lucky star?" Lin Yao stuck it in Fang Xiaole's ear and said proudly.

"Yes, meeting you is my greatest luck." Fang Xiaole also whispered in her ear.

"Cough, little girl, I'll draw it for you now." When Grandpa coughed, Lin Yao realized that she was too "involved in the play" and completely forgot that there were so many people watching around.

Her cheeks flushed, she let go of Fang Xiaole and looked around quietly. She saw that both the program team staff and the passers-by were staring at herself.

Maybe it's too incredible that Tian Tian should jump into the arms of a man so actively, so that there was a strange silence nearby.

Patter.

The milk tea in a little sister's hand fell to the ground with a slap, and the thick liquid flowed all over the ground. The little sister screamed, which broke the short silence.

"Sorry, sorry, we're recording a program. The program needs, the program needs ha."

"Please don't take photos or videos. If you need Lin Yao's signature, you can come to us to get Lin Yao's autographed photo."

The staff of the program team reacted, quickly explained to the passers-by around, and offered the "signature photo Dafa" again.

The passers-by was a little relieved, but many people still had doubts and surprises on their faces.

The main reason is that Lin Yao used to be a pure and soft image, but now she suddenly sees her so close to a man so close, which inevitably makes people feel unprepared.

However, Lin Yao's gentle and pleasant image is really deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. After hearing the explanation of the program group, although it is still a little "terrified", no one will think that Lin Yao is really falling in love with Fang Xiaole.

At most, Xiao Le is a little envious, jealous and hateful.

At this time, the old man who made the sugar painting took a small soup spoon, scooped a spoonful of brown sugar that burned into water, held the spoon firmly and stayed above the white board,

The wrist tilted slightly, a thin and viscous brown sugar water slowly flowed down, and the spoon in Grandpa's hand seemed to move with a certain rhythm.

With the movement of the spoon, brown sugar water outlines the shape of a dragon head on the white board, followed by dragon body, dragon tail and dragon scale

"Wow..."

When Lin Yao saw the sugar painting for the first time, she opened her mouth in surprise and was completely fascinated by the scene in front of her.

A few minutes later, Grandpa breathed out a little and put the spoon back into the pot.

On the white board, a Chinese dragon painted with brown sugar water has been completed.

Grandpa took out a thin bamboo stick from the plastic bag below and gently pressed it on the sugar dragon.

At this time, the heated brown sugar water soon became cold and solidified, making the sugar painting dragon more lifelike. The bamboo stick was just embedded in the sugar water and solidified with the sugar water.

The timing is just right. The whole dragon painting and sign in are done at one go, with a natural rhythmic beauty of Taoism.

Grandpa took the end of the bamboo stick and gently moved around the Internet, and the sugar painted dragon was raised with the bamboo stick.

"Here you are, little girl."

Grandpa smiled and handed Lin Yao the sugar painted dragon.

"Ah ~ ~ thank you, Grandpa. It's amazing."

Lin Yao took it carefully. Holding bamboo sticks in both hands, she watched the sugar painted Dragon up and down, and her little mouth praised it from time to time.

"Thank you. Thank you for showing me this. I like it very much."

Lin Yao turned to Xiao le and said with joy and joy in her eyes.

Like a little girl who saw Barbie for the first time.

Seeing her like this, Fang Xiaole couldn't help feeling sad.

When she was a child, she may really have been unhappy.

Even in adulthood, choosing a person to go to Kyoto University has not been recognized by his father.

After his debut, he also bears a lot of pressure and slander.

If she hadn't met herself, Lin Yao's life might have gone in another direction, or even stopped suddenly.

From this point of view, I saved her.

But that night on the roof, if I didn't meet Lin Yao, I'm afraid his life would be bleak. Most of the final result is to leave Kyoto, return to his hometown, bury his dream and be an ordinary person.

That night, he saved Lin Yao, but conversely, did Lin Yao save his life?

"You're welcome. I like it too..."

Fang Xiaole looked at the soft face and whispered:

"You."