"Hello everyone, and welcome to "A Date with Xuewen". As the countdown ended, Xue Wen walked lightly from the passage to the stage, greeting the audience sitting below with a kind smile on her face, and then after an opening remark, Yan Murong walked out under the warm applause of the audience.

Listening to the earth-shattering applause from the audience, Yan Murong was really worried that he would be smashed with egg cabbage in his face as soon as he appeared.

He saw a news article that said that a star participated in a talk show, and when the applause rang out, and the star walked on the stage, the applause was followed by a shouting and countless eggs thrown on the stage.

Although I don't know what the star has done that is not to be indignant, Yan Murong is still worried that she will also encounter such a situation - where to scold is not scolding, maybe someone will not be able to scold on Weibo, and run to the recording site to scold the street in person.

Fortunately, Yan Murong's worries were superfluous, and it wasn't until he sat on the hafa in the studio that the applause gradually subsided, and there were no unknown objects such as rotten eggs and rotten cabbage used sanitary napkins flying towards him.

In Yan Murong's opinion, these serious talk shows are as bad as ever, not that the host is not good, but that the person in charge is too idiotic. If you change the soup or not the medicine, you want to win the audience's requirements if you change the name, but in fact, the content is not much worse.

What kind of bitter past, good future, such things as bittersweet memories really almost made Yan Murong slap his ass on the spot and leave-if it weren't for the fact that Xue Wen was still a beauty, Yan Murong would not have gotten used to it.

"Now, on behalf of the audience in front of the audience and in front of the TV, I would like to ask the question they want to know the most." Towards the end of the show, Xue Wen looked at Yan Murong with a smile on her face and said. "This question may be a bit personal, if you don't want to say it, forget it, I'll take you into the ditch little by little."

Xue Wen's humorous words made the scene burst into laughter, and Yan Murong could only nod and agree.

It's another thing to promise to agree, and not to answer.

"That's good." Xue Wen nodded and asked. "In fact, Chinese medicine has set off a great craze in China during this time, do you know how famous you are now?"

"I've heard of it." Yan Murong nodded and said. "But I haven't paid attention to it, to be honest, even Weibo was registered for me by someone else, and I still don't know what the number is."

"Giggles, that's okay too." Xue Minjiao laughed and said. "Actually, a lot of viewers -- especially a lot of women, they want to know the question -- do you have a girlfriend?"

"What about gossiping?" Yan Murong shouted depressedly in her heart, thinking, not only is it unreliable to be an official, but even it is unreliable to be in the hosting circle, saying that it is a talk show, not an entertainment program, how can it be like this?

Also, how can women nowadays be so direct? It's a shy question to ask.

"I don't have a girlfriend."

"Wow-" There was a joyful exclamation from the audience.

"But I have a wife, I'm married."

"Hey—"

"Mr. Yan, it's not good to gasp." Xue Wen laughed. "Listen, so many female viewers in the audience are heartbroken." ――

The recording of the show went quite smoothly. Of course, although Xue Wen had reminded Yan Murong before going on stage, Yan Murong still said something that could not be broadcast, so when the show appeared on TV, it was also edited.

"Mr. Yan, wait a minute."

As soon as Yan Murong walked out of the door of the TV station, a rush of high heels came from behind.

"Is there anything else?" Yan Murong turned his head and looked at Xue Wen, who was a little out of breath because he was running too fast, and asked.

This woman is really changeable, Yan Murong looked at Xue Wen, and thought to herself, at the beginning, she was dressed professionally, she changed it when she was recording the show, and when she got off work, she was another person-does this woman have to move her wardrobe every day when she goes to work?

"I'm sorry, Mr. Yan." Xue Wen looked at Yan Murong, looked apologetic, and said with some grievances. "I know that last question may make you a little unhappy, but it was all asked by the director."

"I'm not happy? No, I don't. Yan Murong said with a smile.

"And you're still walking so fast?" Xue Wen muttered quietly. "I didn't hear you screaming several times before I got into the elevator."

"Am I going fast?" Yan Murong pointed to the street lamp that had been lit up. "Actually, I'm in a hurry to go home, and if I don't leave, I won't be able to catch the second bus."

"Just tease me." Xue Minjiao couldn't stop laughing.

"I didn't tease you." Yan Murong said with a serious face. "When I came, Minister Liang sent a car to send me here -- I had already said that this group of officials was unreliable, so I had to take the car back by myself."

"Then I'll send you." Xue Wen said.

"Okay." Yan Murong nodded without hesitation, there was a free car to sit in, he would never choose to spend money.

Soon, a red Audi Q7 stopped in front of Yan Murong, and Xue Wen poked her head out of the window and waved to Yan Murong with a smile.

"Is this your car?" Sitting in the co-pilot's seat, Yan Murong looked at the feminine decoration in the car and asked in some surprise.

"I knew you were going to ask."

Xue Wen chuckled and said. "Don't you think it's weird to see me a woman driving a car like this?"

"It's a little." Yan Murong nodded. "If it weren't for the feminine decoration inside, I would have thought you borrowed this car."

"That's what my friends say." Skillfully driving the car onto the street, Xue Wen said. "They say that if you don't look at the interior and just look at the appearance, you will think that the person driving this car is a pervert~ - how can a man drive a big red off-road vehicle? Cluck. ”

"You seem to be going the wrong way." Yan Murong looked at the buildings on the side of the street and kindly reminded.

"That's right." Xue Wen turned her head, winked at Yan Murong, and said. "Actually, there's a secret I haven't told you - actually, I'm also a fan of yours."

"And then?" Yan Murong asked inexplicably.

"And then—"

Speaking of this, Xue Wen deliberately paused for a long time, but seeing that Yan Murong was still puzzled, she pouted, made a gesture of a little woman, and said in a coquettish voice. "So, I want to treat you to a meal, I don't know if Mr. Yan is willing to appreciate his face."

"Invite me to dinner?" Yan Murong looked surprised, and secretly thought, could this woman do something to herself? -- That's how it is done on TV. The heroine covets the beauty of the hero, and then desperately gets herself drunk when she invites the hero to dinner under the pretext, and then takes the opportunity of the hero to send her home.

After thinking about it for a long time, Yan Murong felt that even if this was the case, he would not suffer a loss, so he readily agreed.