"You're done interviewing?"

Xiong Wei called Fu Pengpeng, who had just walked out of the door of the TV station. She raised her eyebrows: "You're coming to pick me up?" put her hand on the canopy in front of her forehead and looked at the sun in the sky, "It's still this sun, hasn't changed the sky?"

"Who else can you wait for?" Xiong Wei changed into a bright green shirt and wore colored sunglasses on the bridge of his nose. The battery car was replaced by an open-top coupe, and he smiled with white teeth.

Fu Pengpeng stepped forward and hooked his fingers and pulled off the bridge of his nose with his sunglasses. The big eyes stared at the small eyes, and Xiong Wei shrank back weakly: "What are you going to do......?"

Before he finished speaking, Fu Pengpeng's long legs easily stepped through the low door and sat in the car. She leaned at him and pouted and sneered: "Dressed as a large luminous green grasshopper, for fear that Song Tao won't be able to see it?"

"Song Song Song ...... Where's the peach?" Xiong Wei stuttered.

Fu Pengpeng's slender chin raised towards the TV station: "It's not to wait for her to look at you, you will be like this? What's the matter, you still want to pretend to have an unexpected encounter? Song Tao's tongue can't be straightened at the mention of Song Tao, Xiong Bao!"

was poked by Fu Pengpeng, Xiong Wei's anger was wiped out in an instant, and he smiled embarrassedly: "As soon as you entered the TV station, I saw her coming." She's back home, and she's not going to interview with the anchor, is she?"

One sentence ignited Fu Pengpeng. She picked up her bag and hit Xiong Wei in the face: "If I hadn't helped you at noon, would I have dressed like this?

Xiong Wei knew that he was at a loss, and he didn't dare to resist with his head: "They judge people by their appearance. The buddy swore not to watch their news for the rest of his life. ”

Fu Pengpeng took a sip of him: "Song Tao is the anchor, don't you watch it? You can't wait to put the catalog of each episode and put it on the bedside, right?!"

With his hands covering his head and face, and his small eyes peeking out of the gaps, Xiong Wei's surprise was not concealed in the slightest: "Really? Song Tao has applied for the job? I will be able to see her on TV every day in the future? I want to be her true fan!"

Fu Pengpeng was so angry that he picked up his bag and hit again: "I forgot my friends when I saw it! I sprinkled salt on the wound! I stabbed my heart!"

Xiong Wei didn't resist, Fu Pengpeng vented in one breath. She slumped into her seat weakly and sighed: "Sister Xiaoyu is still at home to give me a celebration banquet." What to do?"

Xiong Wei looked at her carefully, his little eyes rolled slightly, and he subconsciously moved away from her, and finally couldn't hold back: "Two days ago, I heard my old man say that your mother is going to pack ten tables in Lanxiangyuan and invite neighbors...... Celebrate your admission to the TV anchor. ”

Sure enough, Fu Pengpeng's beautiful eyes were round, and he was frightened and frightened like a lost dog. It was rare to see her like this, which made Xiong Wei laugh out loud.

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In the kitchen, there was the sizzling sound of the oil pot under the vegetables, and the aroma was permeating.

Fu Pengpeng tiptoed upstairs with his bag. She hasn't figured out how to tell her mother Zhang Xiaoyu about today's interview.

"Pengpeng, you're back!" Zhang Xiaoyu, who was wearing an apron and holding a spatula, heard a hint of movement, and poked her head out to see her daughter on the stairs, "Mom has already asked Second Uncle Liu to get a carp today, and Aunt Niu said that she saw it first." The old lady picked up the fish and shook her fishy face! ”

Zhang Xiaoyu chattered, Fa Fu's face was flushed, and he was very proud: "The interview must have been successful, right? Mom promised the neighbors to set up a flower banquet for you in Lanxiangyuan." Being able to be a female anchor is the same as taking an Oiran in the old days!"

It's okay not to mention Lan Xiangyuan, but when Fu Pengpeng mentions it, his chest is tight and short of breath: "Sister Xiaoyu, it's braised fish fried in the pot, right?"

"Ouch! don't blow up!" Zhang Xiaoyu swooped into the kitchen with a spatula, shouting, "Hurry up and change your clothes and come down to wash your hands and eat!"

Entering the small attic room, Fu Pengpeng threw himself into the bed and rolled around in annoyance with his pillow. After venting, she sat up and made up her mind: "Eat the braised fish and die!"

Dinner is rare and sumptuous: scrambled eggs with shrimp, braised carp, potato bowl with green vegetables, stewed black-bone chicken soup with ginkgo seeds.

A bottle of imported red wine was also opened.

Fu Pengpeng sighed: "The decapitation meal is not bad." ”

"What?" Zhang Xiaoyu didn't hear clearly.

Fu Pengpeng smiled dryly: "I said that tonight's dishes are too extravagant!"

"Celebration feast, let's be extravagant today. If you can't finish eating, you can continue to eat tomorrow. Sensei is distressed, mom pays for it!" Zhang Xiaoyu explained carefully, for fear that Fu Pengpeng would say that the living expenses were exceeded. She raised her glass, "Celebrate my friends becoming TV anchors!"

Zhang Xiaoyu, who had changed into new clothes and makeup, had a smooth face. Fu Pengpeng couldn't bear to tell her the truth.

The glass touches lightly, and there is a clang. Like a hand plucking her nerves, Fu Pengpeng suddenly felt that her headache doubled.

"The shrimp are freshly peeled by my mother, and they are very tender. Zhang Xiaoyu used chopsticks to scratch the belly of the fish, put the most tender fish meat into her daughter's bowl, looked at her with a smile, and began to interrogate: "Tell my mother how you interviewed today?"

Fu Pengpeng took a sip of wine and said seriously: "Sister Xiaoyu, the interview is over, and the TV station has not yet issued a job notice." Isn't it good for you to boast of Haikou packing tickets to invite Oiran banquet in Lanxiangyuan, so it's not good to show your wealth?"

"Hahahaha!" Zhang Xiaoyu laughed wildly, "Sooner or later." Let the neighbors know that our family can also fly out of the Golden Phoenix!"

"It's too much face. "The braised fish tastes really good, Fu Pengpeng took another piece, and the severed head rice must be eaten well. She encouraged her mother to dispel the idea of a banquet, "A mountain is higher than a mountain, in case I am not hired, wouldn't you lift a stone to shoot yourself in the foot? Sister Xiaoyu, can we keep a low profile? Besides, the Oiran banquet is not cheap, and it starts at 3,000 per table." It's not worth it to spend a year's living expenses on our family. ”

Zhang Xiaoyu lowered his voice and said, "Lao Xiong said, I will only be charged six hundred for a table, and I will settle the bill after dinner." Mom calculates the account, and the red envelopes we receive after ten tables can earn 2,000 yuan. Can I make a loss-making trade?"

Fu Pengpeng was convinced: "Sister Xiaoyu, empty gloves white wolf, what is this? I can't do this kind of thing with you to make money and let Uncle Xiong do a loss-making business, I will ask Uncle Xiong to cancel the banquet tomorrow." ”

Seeing that her daughter didn't want to be treated, Zhang Xiaoyu became suspicious: "Pengpeng, nothing happened to you in the interview today, right?"

Fu Pengpeng was frightened, quickly scooped a large spoonful of shrimp into the bowl, lowered his head and ate it violently: "With your daughter's talent, what can happen?"

Zhang Xiaoyu was relieved, and said happily: "That's it, just because you inherited the beauty of the old lady, who do you choose?"

Fu Pengpeng knocked on the edge of the bowl with chopsticks and corrected his mother's statement: "It's talent!"

Zhang Xiaoyu scoffed: "Fart! I haven't heard that female anchors don't choose beautiful!"

I drank a bowl of chicken soup and picked out my favorite ginkgo to eat. Fu Pengpeng put down his chopsticks and died generously: "It's a pity, I really met a talented and beautiful person in today's interview." ”

"Who?"

"Song Tao. ”