The world of adults is complex.

A lot of times, there's no right or wrong, it's just the right time.

Lang Lang is like this.

However, the only thing Xu Yuan can guarantee is that what he owes Lang Lang, if it is easy, he will find a chance to pay it back.

Xu Yuan left Leehom and Lang Lang's dressing room.

When he left, the two people inside were excited like children.

"Dad, what's wrong with you?"

Xu Yuan returned to his dressing room, and Meng Xiaoxuan immediately noticed that something was wrong with his emotions.

"It's fine. Xu Yuan sighed, and his heart softened.

But when he saw Meng Xiaoxuan, his mentality recovered.

He can wronged himself, but he can't let his daughter suffer even the slightest grievance.

The reason why he took the initiative to withdraw from the sketch instead of Meng Xiaoxuan was because after participating in it for a period of time, Xu Yuan found that this sketch was not particularly classic.

Although it is also the work of a famous sketch artist,But this year's book is obviously deficient.。

Even if it can successfully appear on the stage of the Spring Festival Gala in the end, it is estimated that the effect will not be too good.

When the time comes, no one sprays familiar faces, and the ones sprayed must be new stars on stage. After all, everyone goes to the Spring Festival Gala every year, and it's funny every year, why can't you, a star, come to the sketch this year?

Meng Xiaoxuan didn't carry this pot.

What's more, this skit may not go well.

Xu Yuan is not the kind of person who can't fight back.

Talking about things with bastards, it is inevitable to take action. Fighting with cultural people is more about fighting with people. And against despicable people, Xu Yuan doesn't mind making himself a little mean.

Water is impermanent, and soldiers are impermanent.

To coincide, to win.

Life is a battle, and Xu Yuan has never lost.

"That sketch of ours, I pushed it. Xu Yuan spoke.

"Someone squeezed us down?" This is the only possibility, and Meng Xiaoxuan is not surprised.

"Pretty much. Xu Yuan nodded.

"Who?" Meng Xiaoxuan instead had a momentum of Xu Yuan, as if she was going to fight with the other party if she didn't agree with her.

Dad's favorite daughter.

My daughter also protects her father!

Meng Xiaoxuan has been to the Spring Festival Gala and has a very stable mentality. On the contrary, my father has never been to the Spring Festival Gala, will he be angry?

"A little fresh meat surnamed Wang, the kind that has a mine at home. Xu Yuan shook his head and said, "Forget it, I already have an arrangement, don't take it to heart." This thing is not snatched by others, but we don't want it. I've actually always wanted to quit the show, but it was the old artists who invited us, the old Spring Festival Gala, and it offended people by doing so. ”

"It just so happens that there are fools who offend people to go to the top of the tank, so let's just prepare our project. Concentration is an important condition for success. ”

"Really?" Meng Xiaoxuan hesitated, the father she knew well was not such a good temper.

This man is extremely "selfish" and domineering.

Don't say it's something he doesn't want, even if it's something he needs, but if you ask him well, he can give it to you because of his feelings, stupid and generous.

But if you don't ask him, take it, even if he doesn't want it, he'll make you spit it out.

I took mine and gave it back to me, and I spit it out after eating mine.

It's Xu Yuan.

"Don't mess around, this is the Spring Festival Gala. Meng Xiaoxuan repeatedly told Xu Yuan.

She didn't know that if it weren't for Xu Yuan, the Flying Immortals of the Spring Festival Gala the year before last would not be her at all.

She wouldn't have known that because of that incident, there was a slight disability left by the leader of the purchasing team in one hand, Yang Ying lost the opportunity to be promoted to a little queen, Xingru quit the entertainment industry forever, Hua Ce lost a super agent and half of the country, and Emperor Entertainment and Director Feng had to retreat for a year in the film industry.

Everything started from the Spring Festival Gala two years ago, from that accident.

"Hmph, that Wang Xianrou, I hate him to death! Do you really think netizens can't see it if you make some fake data!" Meng Xiaoxuan muttered and followed Xu Yuan out of the ZOSE building.

The data of some celebrities is really fake.

Tens of millions at every turn.

However, after some insiders excluded some zombie fans and robots, they found that the fans of these stars are about 2,000 to 4,000.

How far is the difference from the official statistics of 20 or 30 million?

This kind of thing, once announced, can slap those people in the face and be embarrassed.

The reason why it is not announced is simply because many people also have this kind of operation, and no one can stand it.

But Xu Meng and the others can withstand it!

Late at night, Xu Yuan was already asleep, and he called Jay Lun before going to bed, and the two talked happily.

Xu Yuan is going to find Jay Lun tomorrow, so he went to bed early today.

Meng Xiaoxuan heard that there was no sound next door, so she secretly got up, switched to the Vbo trumpet, and began to spray Xiao Xianrou surnamed Wang.

At this time, the news that Xu Yuan and Meng Xiaoxuan quit a sketch had come out.

Netizens are having a heated discussion.

"Didn't this show say that there were Meng Xiaoxuan and Xu Yuan? I have been looking forward to it for so long, why didn't there be the two of them in this rehearsal?"

"No, it's been talking about Wang Xianrou all along?"

"No way, I'm concerned about this. The old artist also said before that he felt that the cooperation with Xu Yuan and Meng Xiaoxuan was very pleasant, and the show worked very well. ”

"Then I guess there are some variables, right? Xu Yuan and Meng Xiaoxuan are so busy, are they playing big names?"

On the Internet, it is clear that there are already people leading public opinion.

A few seven-figure smashed into a performance quota, so naturally it can't be defeated in word-of-mouth.

This kind of thing, the first strike is stronger.

Meng Xiaoxuan guessed that the other party would definitely have this hand, fortunately, she was online tonight, otherwise it would be too late to get up tomorrow.

That's growth!

Meng Xiaoxuan is no longer the little white sheep she used to be.

People are smart.

She manipulated the trumpet to send a few copies of her father and her own script, and said in the tone of a senior insider: "Don't talk nonsense, this is Xu Yuan's line book that my friend secretly photographed, see how many annotations there are on it." Expressions, movements, emotions, pauses, lengths, and even eye looks are recorded and repeatedly revised, as well as character biographies and plot discussions, character extensions, and so on. ”

"To be honest, being able to do such dedication, just to appear in the Spring Festival Gala for a few minutes, this spirit shocked me. ”

"Because of that, I'm not used to seeing people splashing dirty water. Obviously, a certain fresh meat PR gave a performance quota and forced Xu Yuan to retreat, and then Meng Xiaoxuan also quit the performance in order to support her father. Why did it become a big name for two people?"

"It's really enough, I advise all bloggers who collect money to talk, and there is a limit to the amount of money. Some people can't be black, otherwise they can refer to Xu Yuan's historical records. ”

"There is no need to say that I am a reinforcement invited by Xu Meng, there is no need, they don't know about it. My annual salary is one million meters, insiders, interests, I am simply unaccustomed to it, and I am hidden. ”

clicked send, Meng Xiaoxuan watched her V-blog comment being put in the first place, and she was very happy.

Bite!

Meng Xiaoxuan's text message rang.

She opened it and saw that it was her father's.

Xu Yuan: Delete Mei Mei, Jiang Shuying, Zhou Dongyu, Xu Qin, Shu Qi, Li Yuan, Qi Wei and others you follow, and they will be exposed. By the way, there are also those of Black Millennial and Lei Datou, and a discerning person can tell that this is your trumpet at a glance.

Meng Xiaoxuan's face froze.

Dad...... Actually know your trumpet?

This son of a bitch!

Xu Yuan took back his mobile phone and slept contentedly.

Ginger, still old spicy.

There is no need to entangle with Wang Xianrou.

Time will tell you the answer.

Forehead...... Or, an accident might tell you the answer.