Who is the cutest person in this world? What the? Uncle Police?

Wrong, and outrageously wrong.

A few decades ago, this was true, but now, the police are not the loveliest people, but the richest people.

A certain senior once wrote lyrics such as "I picked up a penny on the side of the road and handed it over to the policeman's uncle", Yan Murong has always admired the foresight of this senior.

Migrant workers are the loveliest people in the world. Whoever is good to them, they will be doubly good to whomever they are good. Whoever treats them badly can be forgiven by saying sorry - is there anyone in the world who is lovelier than them?

Yan Murong couldn't see this kind of bully the most. When he was in the mountains, he went into the mountains to hunt, and when he encountered the big bad wolf chasing the little white rabbit, and the little white rabbit had nowhere to run, he would kill the big bad wolf with one arrow, and then - and then kill the little white rabbit.

After such a fuss, this meal could not be eaten, and Yan Murong had no choice but to settle the bill in a hurry and pull Xue Wen into the car.

Last time, Xue Wen invited him to dinner, but he didn't get a bite. This time, he invited Xue Wen to dinner, and Xue Wen only ate one noodle.

Yan Murong thought, this is fair.

"Where to go?" Xue Wen asked as she looked at Yan Murong while driving.

"TV station." Yan Murong said. "By the way, I remember that you had a show on your TV called "I'm going to tell the truth", right? is the show that invites a star to go up every time, tells about his suffering experience and the cruelty of society, and finally cries a handful of tears, and is still not broadcast? ”

"Then remember the bittersweet ones." Xue Wen corrected with a depressed face.

"Whatever." Yan Murong said disapprerovingly. "If this show is still on the air, can you arrange it for me to last time?"

"You?" Xue Wen looked at Yan Murong in surprise. "Y-what do you want to do?"

"I just want to be on the show." Yan Murong said with a smile. "I thought it was quite interesting last time I was on your show, and all of a sudden I had tens of thousands of more fans, so I wondered, find another show to be on it, what do you think?"

The ghost only believes you-Xue Wen despised Yan Murong in her heart, but she didn't dare to ask him about his true purpose, as long as he didn't come to trouble him, let him be.

After thinking about it, he said. "The broadcast is on the air, I am classmates with their producer Huang Yue, why don't you wait for the next class, you will come with me?"

"Okay." Yan Murong nodded briskly, pointed to a supermarket on the side of the road and said. "But you stop the car first, I want to buy something."

"What to buy?" Xue Wen asked, but turned the car to the door of the supermarket and stopped.

"I'll buy you some lunch." Yan Murong smiled, pushed the car door and walked down, and after a while, he walked out with a bag in his hand.

"This-this is instant noodles?" Xue Wen looked at Master Kang, who had two buckets of red wow in the plastic bag, and asked with a strange expression.

"What do you think it is?" Yan Murong chuckled. "No, it's bad that you didn't eat lunch, buy you some instant noodles and go back to soak and eat - it's not to blow with you, I'm going to make instant noodles."

Snowcoin was about to collapse.

What the hell is this man's brain? The last time I was on the show, I heard that he grew up in the mountains, could it be that he ate too many pecans and made up for the cramps in his brain? Is instant noodles a must?

Damn--Xue Wen couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth in her heart, thinking, isn't it just to put the seasoning in it, then add some boiling water, and finally fork the fork to the top and cover the lid - can he still soak the instant noodles straight?

"You-you buy two barrels, I can't eat them." Xue Wen said Ai Ai. She really didn't want to stay with this guy if she could. She is not afraid of scandals, but she is afraid that the man in front of her will suddenly commit a violent illness.

"I know." Yan Murong said shyly. "Didn't I have enough to eat - you see, I also bought two hillbilly braised eggs, brand goods, which taste very good."

“――”

Xue Wen didn't dare to speak, she didn't know if she would go crazy if she continued to talk to him.

Soon, the two returned to the TV station and came to the dressing room before.

In the TV station, except for those who have their own offices for veteran hosts, almost all others use the dressing room as a lounge and office, but although it is shared by many people, the place is still spacious enough and no one complains - of course, even if someone complains, the station will not pay attention.

At this time, it is the break time from work, and the hosts who don't have a show at noon will take a nap here or read the newspaper and chat and fart after eating. When Xue Wen and Yan Murong came in, they immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"Ouch, Xue Wen, who is this handsome guy, why haven't you seen it?"

"Yes, I haven't seen this handsome guy either, it's not from our stage, is it the brother of our snow beauty?"

"Brother? Love brother, right? ”

"That's not for sure, Xue Wen, fast, confess leniently, resist strictly."

This group of hosts is dignified and quiet on TV, and they have a lot of manners, but they are also human beings, and they also have joys, sorrows, and sorrows in real life, and they will also make some harmless jokes with friends and colleagues.

Listening to her colleagues joking with herself, Xue Wen wanted to explain, but thought that even if she explained herself, they wouldn't believe it, so she simply didn't explain, and let them think whatever they liked.

"Hello, I'm Yan Murong."

Xue Wen didn't speak, but Yan Murong took the initiative to speak, looking at these faces that were well-known to all Chinese people on TV, and greeted them with a smile.

"Huh? Yan Murong? Familiar name, huh? ”

"Silly you, isn't this our magic doctor in Huaxia, his documentary has been broadcast in the station during this time."

"Hey, why does it sound so familiar?"

"Yan Murong? Where is Yan Murong? ”

At this moment, a man's voice came from the corner, and then a male host in his thirties stood up. When he saw Yan Murong, he ran towards him with an excited face.

"Haha, I'm thinking about how to contact you." The male host took the initiative to hold Yan Murong's hand and shook it, and said with a smile. "Just now I was thinking about asking you to do an interview, but I was worried that I couldn't find someone, so Xue Wen brought someone to me—how about it? Mr. Yan, do you have time to be on my show? ”

"This—"

"This is Cui Shaobo." Seeing Yan Murong hesitating, he took the initiative to introduce. "The host of 'I'm going to tell the truth.'"

Hearing Xue Wen's words, Yan Murong was stunned for a moment, and then nodded again and again.

"No problem, no problem, little - old Cui, I like to watch your show the most, and I also like to tell the truth the most."

PS: There was a power outage at home.,This chapter code suddenly gave me a power outage in the middle of the code.,I didn't even have time to save it.,So I went to rest.,There's no call in the afternoon.,Now I'm coding words in the Internet café.,There's a chapter.,I'll send it after I'm done.。