The two of them sang together, and the double-reed interpretation is perfect, the coordination is seamless, and the skill of mocking people is admirable.

Producer Lin's face was blue and purple, and it looked like a color palette.

Looking at the man sitting in the front row, he had to smash his resentment and swallow it.

He forced a smile, "Hahaha, Director Nan really knows how to joke."

I've seen a ghost, and I've never heard of Nan Yuanqi's intersection with this vase straw bag. Why did he come out to fight the injustice and protect his shortcomings?

One is a variety show director, but any variety show produced by him will definitely become popular, and the other is a female star who is full of black material and only uses her beauty.

No matter how they look at these two people, they are irrelevant parallel lines, and it is impossible for them to intersect!

"Producer Lin is wrong. I never joke around at will."

Nan Yuanxi's eyes were filled with majestic suffocating aura, and his body was filled with the aura of blood and iron.

His righteousness made people wonder if he had chosen the wrong career.

This imposing manner, this righteousness, a natural military | material!

Producer Lin: "…"

His face was stiff, his heart was annoyed, and he was so embarrassed that he could not wait to get up and leave the venue immediately.

Yan Zhixu rested his cheek with one hand, leaned forward slightly on his back, as lazy as a cat, "Producer Lin, do you need me to ask the waiter to bring you a cup of chrysanthemum tea?"

This face looks a little bad.

Her tone was cold, and she couldn't hear a trace of ridicule indifferently, but the meaning inside and outside of her words made it clear that she was mocking the other party.

With a slight smile on his face, although beautiful, it is also particularly irritating.

Producer Lin vomited blood, the smile on the corner of his mouth was put away, he closed his eyes and turned his head, "No need, thank you Miss Yan for your kindness."

He was afraid that if he took another look at it, he would not be able to resist and slap the little hoof in front of everyone.

Yan Zhixu put down his hand dragging his cheeks, put down Erlang's legs, and sat up straight, "Yes, Producer Lin, you're welcome."

After all, caring for cerebral palsy stuff is everyone's responsibility.

"…"

Nan Yuanqi, who was sitting in the front, saw that she was no longer acting recklessly, and it seemed that she had returned to the indifferent and rebellious appearance of two years ago.

Aware of his gaze, Yan Zhixu raised his head and smiled back at him.

She said meaningfully, "Thank you Nanfa just now for your words to clear the siege."

Nan Yuanqi looked at her like a little fox who calculated people's hearts.

Some time ago, it would only be rampant, but now there is no trace of the stupidity of the past.

However, now it looks more pleasing to the eye.

"Axu, you and I don't have to be so estranged and polite." After leaving a sentence that others could not understand, he turned around and looked at the stage in front of him.

Yan Zhixu raised his eyebrows, "Yes, you are right."

Hey, the little uncle is still the same as before, looking fierce and unapproachable, but in fact it is the shortest.

After entering the entertainment industry, the otherworldly girl strongly refused the help of her family, saying that she had to rely on herself.

But just as she is so brainless, she offends people everywhere, if no one is in the dark to protect her, she would have been hidden hundreds of times.

Others who heard the conversation between the two: ? ? ? ?

what happened? What is "You and I don't have to be so estranged and polite?"

This sounds very ambiguous, what is the relationship between these two people?

The people sitting around cast curious glances at Yan Zhixu and Nan Yuanqi secretly and secretly, and the gossip in their eyes flickered.

Being stared at by everyone's burning eyes, Yan Zhixu's sitting posture remained unchanged, standing still, as steady as an old dog.