There is no other advantage except handsome?

Is this showing off your handsomeness in disguise?

The host's narcissism has reached its peak.

"Hatred from Fan Zixuan +333!"

"Hatred from Zhao Xiaoying +111!"

"From ......"

Xia Xing looked at his pull hatred system, and as his hatred value soared this night, his hatred value had already exceeded the 10 million mark.

Finally, the lottery is available again.

But now Xia Xing doesn't have time to draw a lottery, after all, it's important to save people.

In the broadcast studio, Luo Hui's face was iron-blue, what a shame, how could our radio station have such a thick-skinned character.

There was already a lot of complaining on the message board.

"Damn, the host is too narcissistic. ”

"The host's skin is probably thicker than the city wall. ”

"Sage Kong said that a thick-skinned machine gun can't penetrate it. ”

"What the hell are you talking about, Sage Kong had a machine gun at that time?"

"I finally understand why the price of beef has been long, and it was blown to death by the anchor. ”

“......”

Everyone was complaining about Xia Xing's brazenness, but Xia Xing seemed to have been talking nonsense but no one paid attention, and in Xia Xing's ridicule, Fan Zixuan and Xia Xing chatted more and more relaxed.

"Actually, I used to be pretty too?"

"How pretty?"

"It's the kind of big star. ”

"Become a star?" Xia Xing's eyes lit up, and he seemed to have grasped the key point.

"In this way, you used to be in the entertainment industry, so I have to call you a senior. Xia Xing said with a smile.

"Senior, am I so old?" said Fan Zixuan dissatisfied.

"I haven't seen you again, who knows if you're old, what role have you played before?" Xia Xing asked.

Fan Zixuan said with a smile: "I have played the little dragon girl, and I have also played the purple cloud fairy. ”

At this time, a netizen in the message area suddenly said: "Oh my God, she won't be the messy Xuanxuan who was popular a few years ago." ”

"Xuanxuan? ”

"I also like her very much, but I heard that there was an accident during filming three years ago and she was disfigured. ”

Seeing the audience's message, Xia Xing's heart moved.

System spy, immediately send me all the information of Fan Zixuan.

Today, Xia Xing made a lot of money, so he directly spent 100,000 hatred to take care of a system spy.

Soon, Xia Xing had Fan Zixuan's information in his hand.

Fan Zixuan sighed: "It's a pity, that was two years ago, and no one should remember me now." ”

Xia Xing hurriedly said: "Who said it, I will remember you, I am your fan, and I can memorize your information backwards." ”

"Really, hum, you're making me happy. Fan Zixuan snorted coldly.

"Really, I don't believe I'll recite it to you. ”

"You were born in Lucheng, your birthday is June 6, 1993, you entered the showbiz at the age of eighteen, your first famous work is "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", you play the little dragon girl in it, your height is one meter six six, your weight is 46 kilograms, you have a butterfly-shaped birthmark on your buttocks, your ......"

Xia Xing read it completely according to the information provided by the system, and he didn't think about it at all, and when this passage came out, his face suddenly changed.

Special meow's system, you give it to me, what the hell is a butterfly-shaped birthmark on the butt?

At this moment, Fan Zixuan was also stunned.

She did have a butterfly-shaped birthmark on her buttocks, but no one knew about it except her parents and herself, how did this guy know.

The message board has exploded at this moment, and those listeners have also keenly discovered the problem with this sentence.

There is a butterfly-shaped birthmark on the buttocks!

"Damn, host, you are a real fan, you even know this kind of private information. ”

"Host, you won't have spied on Miss Xuanxuan taking a bath. ”

"It seems that Miss Xuanxuan's information doesn't have this content, how did the host honestly explain how did you know?"

"Hatred from Fan Zixuan +999!"

Xia Xing saw that the system was dead again, and he knew that this product must have finished his heart.

Stabilizing his mind, Xia Xing smiled: "I just made a mistake, in fact, I said it blindly." ”

At this time, Fan Zixuan's voice sounded slowly: "Host, what you said is true, I do have a butterfly-shaped birthmark on my buttocks, but no one knows about this matter except my parents, how did you know?"

"Hatred from Zhao Xiaoying +999!"

"Hatred from Zhao Lili +999!"

"From ......"

Xia Xing complained bitterly in his heart, what a special system, if you don't kill me, it's not over, is it?

Hatred from Xia Xing: "......"

"The host can't be a voyeur. ”

"I didn't expect the host to be this kind of person. ”

"It's really, so disappointing. ”

......

There have been many voices of doubt from the masses on the message board.

Fan Zixuan was also unrelenting: "Mr. Xia, please answer my question seriously." ”

Xia Xing was silent for a moment, and suddenly said, "Xuanxuan, do you really not remember Xia He on the shore of Daming Lake?"

"Xia He on the shore of Daming Lake?" Fan Zixuan was stunned for a moment.

The audience was also confused.

Xia Xing continued: "You forgot, you were three years old that year, I was four years old, the two of us played at home, I was a father and you were a daughter, you were too naughty at that time, and I beat your ass......"

Fan Zixuan: "......"

Audience: "......"

Xia Xing: "Actually, I am your father who has been missing for more than ten years!"

"Hatred from Fan Zixuan +999!"

"When she was young, Fan Zixuan did go to Daming Lake to play, but when Temeow was three years old, where did she remember going?"

However, if the two of them played together when they were young, it is normal to see her ass.

After all, when I was a child, I wore open crotch pants.

"Even if you played with me when you were a child, how did you recognize me after so many years?" Fan Zixuan asked suspiciously.

Xia Xing thought for a while and said, "Of course I can recognize you, because you have a heart-shaped scar under your neck, and you said that the heart will always belong to me." ”

It's like the truth.

However, what Xia Xing said was all correct, so Fan Zixuan had to believe it.

"I'll go, it turns out that the host and Miss Zixuan still have such a story. ”

"It's amazing, is this called a thousand miles to meet?"

"Damn, fate, together, together......"

On the message board, these people didn't think it was a big deal and began to make a fuss.

"Hatred from Zhao Xiaoying +999!"

"Hatred from Zhao Lili +999!"

"Hatred from Yang Weiwei +666!"

However, Fan Zixuan's somewhat sad voice sounded: "Even if you are still the former Xia He, then I am not the former Xuanxuan." ”

Just now, Fan Zixuan's mood was stable, but she suddenly became depressed again.

Fan Zixuan sighed and said, "Don't you want to hear my story? Since we are so fateful, then I will give you my story!"