The last lunch of the show was particularly sumptuous. However, Ming Jingxin had no appetite and was completely shady.

Ren Chao did not succeed in teasing him several times, so he deliberately joked with He Yiyi. Yan Lingling quietly poked his husband, hinting that he would not stroke the tiger's beard.

The barrage in the live broadcast room is very exciting-

【Ahhh, my brother is not open to the forest!】

[Brother is this too green? I hate Yidian! Step on two boats!]

[Is the person upstairs blind? Didn’t you see that my Yi Shao is trying to complete the task?]

[You can't do this even if you complete the task! Just be perfunctory! Also, why call Song Yuan? Can't you call a female artist friend? You're talking angrily, it's obviously intentional!]

[What happened on purpose? Your tomorrow king is at best just Young Master Yi’s brother!]

[I held a big grass! I was so embarrassed to say this? I was in ambiguous relationship when I stepped on our brother Ming ascended the position. I turned around and glared at other men! Does this woman in Yidian have any moral bottom line?!]

The Ming family fans and Yi Dianyuanzi had not argued enough on the barrage, so they started to argue on the two Weibo posts and Super Speakers again.

After arguing, things quickly rose to the moral level, and some black fans began to attack personally.

Jia Yingying, who always pays attention to online trends, called Song Yuan first and asked him to post a Weibo to show the rhythm, and said that He Yiyi was doing the program task. Then she called Du Yue.

"Sister Du, have you read the online news?"

"I just saw it, it's okay. Don't worry, I'm already in contact with the fan club. But I think the rhythm of the black fans seems to be bad, so you must be prepared for emergency public relations." Du Yue is an old horse in the workplace after all. When he saw the black fans on He Yiyi's Weibo comments, he felt something was wrong, and guessed that someone hired a water army to lead the rhythm.

"I watched the live broadcast room of the show. These two ancestors were obviously having a quarrel! It's really not worry-free!" Jia Yingying felt that the quickest way to calm down the matter now is to reconcile the two ancestors. They interacted on the show, showed off the dark guys' faces, and everything was solved.

Du Yue sighed helplessly: "This matter depends on your Yidian. Between them, they always lead our boss's nose!"

"I understand, I'll call my ancestors." Jia Yingying said goodbye to Du Yue, then hung up the phone and dialed He Yiyi's cell phone.

He Yiyi's cell phone was only turned on and vibrated, and the phone was placed in the pocket of the jacket, which was hung on the chair.

When Jia Yingying called, she was doing her best to eat, but she didn't hear it at all.

The atmosphere at the dining table was still dull, and the barrage in the live broadcast room was cursing happily.

Zuo Chen couldn't stand it anymore and asked the deputy director next to him: "What should I do?"

"Call Teacher Ming to explain?"

"You fight?"

"I...I remembered that I had something very important to me that I had not arranged." The assistant director ran away like a rabbit.

"Is it true? I am the initiator and director! Are you so perfunctory to me, right?" Zuo Chen waved the intercom in his hand to the deputy director's back, but he was reluctant to throw it away.

A few minutes later, Zuo Chen's voice came from Cheng Cheng's headset: "Orange, ease the atmosphere! You guys are suffering and revenge, how can we end this show?"

"Teacher Zuo, I'm timid, just spare me!" Cheng Cheng pretended to go get the things, got up and left the dining table.

"A business." Zuo Chen said immediately.

"Teacher Zuo, I can't waste my life for business! I'm still young..."

"Business with two million base."

"Okay! I'll fight." Cheng Cheng whispered and returned to the dining table.

He Yiyi saw Cheng Cheng come back with a fruit plate in her hand and hurriedly took it: "Big Orange is so diligent, I love you!"

Cheng Cheng had a sudden inspiration and asked with a smile: "Yidian, how many people have you loved? You can't be scumbag at a young age!"

"Haha!" He Yiyi couldn't help laughing, "Who said that she can't be scumbag at such a young age? Last time I went to Sister Wang Ru's house, her child said she had changed girlfriends again. I calculated it for him. This kindergarten child has changed three girlfriends! I haven't had a boyfriend yet, so where are I scumbags?"

"Ahhhh--and there is this thing? Xiaomili, are there any boys in your kindergarten who pursue little girls?" Yan Lingling seemed to have encountered something terrifying.

Xiaomili stuffed a bite of rice into her mouth, chewed it calmly, and swallowed it slowly, "Tan Jiashu kept saying that she liked me, but I didn't like him. I like Han Xiao."

"I'm dizzy..." Yan Lingling was speechless.

The barrage in the live broadcast room was immediately guided to the kindergarten children-

[Damn, this is true. My little boy also said that a boy likes her...]

[Children's likes have nothing to do with gender, parents should not worry about it!]

[Does the kindergarten teacher care about it? How to guide the child?]

[I heard that some kindergarten teachers encourage little boys to kiss little girls!]

[On the upper floor, we have one of the perverted teachers you mentioned here, and they have been reported!]

[Early love must be caught in kindergarten!]

[What's wrong with this? At least it means that the child's sexual orientation is normal...]

Zuo Chen looked at the barrage in the live broadcast room and shook his head helplessly: It’s really hard to bring fans and netizens this year!

Cheng Cheng didn't know the changes in the barrage, and was still thinking about the business with a base of two million yuan, so he chased He Yiyi and asked, "Don't have a boyfriend? Then when you called Teacher Song Yuan just now, who did you lie to me with a deep affection?"

"Where are on the show! You take it seriously? Could it be that after this show, you will marry Brother Peng?" He Yiyi looked at Peng Peng with a smile, "Do you dare to say that your CP is real?"

Cheng Cheng blushed and slapped He Yiyi: "What are you talking about? Why are you pulling me?"

"Prior others by yourself. We are in the same program. You can't conclude that all the CPs participating in this program are real just because of the loving couple of Teacher Ren and Sister Ling Ling, right?"

As soon as He Yiyi said this, Ming Jingxin's face became even more ugly.

The barrage was pulled back instantly, and many people started to scold He Yiyi again:

[Scared girl, even if you have a little bit of professionalism, you can't treat my brother like this!]

[That's right, you also say you're doing a show! Why do you do such dirty things to my brother Ming on the show?]

[Even if it is to complete the task, you call and say I miss you, isn't it all done. Look at the irritation, it's obviously true!]

[One Yuan CP is real! It's time to hit it!]

[Brother Song Yuan is very good! But please be beautiful alone! Young Master Yi is mine, thank you!]

[The one in front is getting thick! Yi Shao is my husband!]

[You all get out of here! Young Master Yi belongs to me! No one is allowed to destroy my beautiful marriage with my husband!]

...

Zuo Chen looked at the barrage and felt that his blood pressure had risen again, so he pinched the intercom and shouted to Cheng Cheng: "I'm asking you to ease the conflict between them, not asking you to provoke... You're making the opposite!"

Cheng Cheng pressed his eyebrows helplessly, and was about to say something, but He Yiyi, who was peeling shrimps, shook his hand: "Ah! Hiss--"

"You...oh, you are so tender and tender! A shrimp head pierced your hand?!" Cheng Cheng asked in surprise.

"Just... it's a tiny force." He Yiyi was also helpless. She pinched her fingers and squeezed a blood bead out of her fingers.

Ming Jingxin immediately put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hand, got up, pulled He Yiyi to rinse in front of the water pipe.

The photographer is such a wink, and the camera immediately follows. The whole picture is full of two people facing their heads, pinching their hands.

"It's okay, it doesn't hurt." He Yiyi whispered.

"Shut up!" Ming Jingxin still had a dark face, and his tone of speaking was like the cold wind.

But after hearing this, He Yiyi couldn't help laughing.

"Still laugh!" Ming Jingxin was a little annoyed by her smile, and pinched her fingers hard.

"Ah, it hurts!" He Yiyi immediately resisted with a soft voice.

"You should be careful when you know it hurts! You are so stupid that you can hurt your hand even if you peel a shrimp, and you are the only one who can hurt your hand!"

"You're not blamed!" He Yiyi pursed her lips.

"Blame me?" Ming Jingxin smiled inexplicably after hearing this.

His smile was like the breeze blew away the clouds, the bright moon illuminating the shadow of flowers, and even the world became much clearer.

He Yiyi scolded her sweetly: "Isn't it just your fault! You usually eat shrimps and give them to me, so I can't even peel them."

"...Yes, yes, it's all my fault." Ming Jingxin lost all temper after hearing this, and pinched her finger and put it in her mouth.

The photography elder brother was very eye-catching and turned the camera away at the most critical moment, but did not allow Ming Jingxin to appear in the live broadcast room with He Yiyi's finger in his mouth.

However, Ming Jingxin's unprincipled and extremely doting words, "It's all my fault" successfully ignited the live broadcast room-

【Ahhhh! Awei is dead! Awei is really dead!】

[The brother's voice can be so Su! Awei is dead! Awei is really dead!]

[Brother, brother let go of that scumbag girl and come to me!]

【Brother, I can! I can!】

[The scumbag girl in Yidian let go of my brother!]

【Does the scumbag girl die!】

[Damn it, Yidian! What did my brother owe you in his previous life? Do you want to spoil you like this in this life?!]

...

Jia Yingying, who has been following the live broadcast barrage and Weibo super talk, saw that the topic of Ming family fans had just turned around for a while and then turned back. This time, there was nothing Song Yuan had to do, so she just scolded He Yiyi. She felt angry and funny for a moment.
To be continued...