"Welcome to continue listening to "Your Moon My Heart", a good man is me, and I am Zeng Xiaoxian." Zeng Xiaoxian (Chen Hao) sat on the radio seat, looking straight ahead and reading the lines that had been prepared for himself, "Then it's time for the prize-winning knowledge quiz of our program." ”

"Please note! Our show hasn't produced a winner for a month now, and as a result, our prize pool has amassed a very generous prize. Today's winning listeners will not only receive two boxes of beautiful DVDs, but also an additional collector's edition TV set signed by the host and me, a remote control, and a set of special cleaning utensils. ”

"Haha, today's topic is history."

Before Zeng Xiaoxian (Chen Hao) could speak, a phone rang.

"Oh, our lucky audience for today has been generated." Zeng Xiaoxian (Chen Hao) stretched out his right hand and pushed one of the keys on the console up, and connected the phone, "Hey, hello, what do you call it?" ”

"My surname is Li." A male voice came from the phone.

"Mr. Li, please listen to the question: The history book of Huang Taiji's death says that it was a violent death, but the wild history generally believes that it was an assassination, may I ask ......?"

"You're too difficult on this topic, aren't you?" Before Zeng Xiaoxian (Chen Hao) could finish speaking, Mr. Li interrupted him, "How do I know? I didn't do it! ”

Zeng Xiaoxian (Chen Hao) suddenly stiffened when he heard such an embarrassing reply, and then forced a smile on his face: "I believe you are innocent." Thank you to this listener for participating, thank you. ”

Soon, the phone rang again.

"Oh? Another listener has been born! Hey, hello, what do you call it? ”

"My surname is Wang." A girl came from the phone.

"Hello Miss Wang, may I ask: Which is in front of the Eastern Han Dynasty or the Western Han Dynasty?"

“emmmm…… East! ”

"Can you tell me why?"

"Because, southeast, northwest, southeast, northwest, east comes first."

Zeng Xiaoxian (Chen Hao) felt dizzy for a moment when he heard such a sophistry, so he had to smile bitterly: "What you said is very reasonable...... I know the correct answer, it may be a little unreasonable, but it is indeed the Western Han Dynasty! ”

Zeng Xiaoxian (Chen Hao) endured the embarrassment and egg pain and hung up the phone connection with Miss Wang.

"Let's answer the next call from the listener."

"Hey, hello." Zeng Xiaoxian (Chen Hao) has gritted his teeth and forced himself to host.

"Hey, hello."

“o！ She is a young lady with a very nice voice, what is your surname? ”

"W-hey? Feed! "Suddenly, there was an electromagnetic interference sound on the phone.

"Miss, I'm asking you for your last name." Zeng Xiaoxian (Chen Hao) emphasized.

"'Hey', 'hey'!"

"Miss, can you hear me?"

"Yes, my surname is Wei!"

Zeng Xiaoxian (Chen Hao) was speechless in an instant, helplessly covering his face.

“cut！” Yu Xian shouted loudly, his face full of spring breeze.

Compared with "Love Apartment", the progress of filming "Love Apartment 2" has been significantly improved, and Yu Xian invited Tang Xueer, a "catfish", to pay a lot of money, and the atmosphere of the entire crew is thriving.

Yu Xian shouted "ng" much less often, and replaced it with "cut", which means that he quickly passed a paragraph.

The rest time of the management skipped in the blink of an eye, and Yu Xian breathed a dull sigh and simply stood up to announce the start of the next filming.

"Little salted fish, let me do it today." Yu Xian was about to speak, but was interrupted by Li Ling.

"It's okay, I don't care." Yu Xian thought that Li Ling was afraid that he was tired, so he politely refused.

"Sister Ling didn't mean that," a familiar voice that could arouse Yu Xian's male hormones came from behind him, Yu Xian subconsciously turned around, and sure enough, the source of the voice was his current girlfriend Yan Zimeng. Yan Zimeng smiled at Yu Xian, and then turned to Li Ling, "Yes, Sister Ling?" ”

"Well, that's right, Zimeng, you can put the National Day in advance and go buy a decent set of clothes with Xiao Xianyu." Li Ling said with a smile

"Clothes? Meow meow? Yu Xian looked confused, and he couldn't understand what Li Ling meant.

"It's the Golden Eagle Award in a week. When the time comes, you're going to walk the red carpet, of course you'll have to dress smartly and handsomely, right, Xiaoxian? Yan Zimeng replied.

"Huh?" Yu Xian thought for a moment, as if it was the same thing. However, I have never dressed up at all. After all, I usually stay behind the scenes, or sit in front of the computer, no matter what my appearance is. Even on the stage of "The Voice of China", it was all thrown to the makeup artist of the column group, and Yu Xian passively accepted it and never learned relevant knowledge.

If you insist on finding a reason, it can only be that Yu Xian doesn't care about that. Even if he had enough money to enjoy most of the luxuries on the market, he didn't know the bits and pieces associated with them.

Others may not believe it when they say it, but now even if others show off their wealth in front of Yu Xian, Yu Xian can't see it - because he doesn't know those luxury goods.

Of course, to talk about luxury is a stretch. Yu Xian doesn't know how to dress up at all......

"Zimeng, you have to pick out clothes for the little salted fish." Li Ling glanced at Yu Xian and sneered, "If you leave it alone, maybe everyone else will be in a suit and leather shoes at that time, and the little salted fish will be dressed as an offshore fisherman." ”

"Sister Ling......" Yu Xian subconsciously rolled his eyes. But to be honest, even if he didn't wear any "fisherman's outfit", he might really have stepped on the red carpet without wearing serious clothes.

"People rely on clothes, Buddha depends on gold, salted fish...... What should I wear? Li Ling pretended to be pensive, and gently tapped her red lips with her right index finger.

"Don't worry, I'll help Xiaoxian." Yan Zimeng said quite seriously.

……

In the evening of the same day.

A luxury shopping mall in the magic capital.

When night falls, the shopping mall is brightly lit and looks like day. The streets thinned out, and a couple of similar heights held hands and strolled into a suit shop.

"Welcome!" When the uniformed waitress saw the visitor, she immediately bowed slightly and walked forward with a smile, "Do you need anything?" ”

"I'd like to ask you to customize a suit for him." Yan Zimeng replied with a smile.

"Okay. When would you like to pick it up? The waitress followed the normal process and asked.

Yu Xian looked at Yan Zimeng, and without waiting for Yan Zimeng to make a sound, he preemptively said the sentence that had been repeated no less than five times tonight: "Before October 4th." ”

Yan Zimeng was a little surprised at first, and then laughed. Because of the proximity to the National Day holiday, the suit shops they visited earlier rejected their request, saying that they had to postpone it or let them choose ready-made suits.

First of all, the Golden Eagle will be held on October 5, and the costume will be available on October 4 at the latest, and secondly, Yu Xian does not dislike non-custom suits, but his thin body always feels weird when he wears it, no matter how he chooses it, and he can't hold up the clothes. All in all, it's a desperate move to achieve perfection.

"Okay, please cooperate with me to measure the size." The waitress replied in the affirmative, and Yu Xian and Yan Zimeng were immediately overjoyed.

The waitress turned back to the counter and took out a measuring tape, and Yu Xian spread her arms as if she had passed through plane security.

"Don't be nervous, sir." The waitress laughed lightly, and immediately withdrew her laughter because of her professionalism.

"Jingle bell bell—" The waitress was just about to pull open the tape measure when the landline on the counter suddenly rang. She said sorry apologetically, handed the tape measure to Yan Zimeng temporarily, and hurried back to the counter to answer the phone.

"Then let me do it, side the waist first?" Yan Zimeng held the tape measure and used it in a decent way, while Yu Xian didn't know where to put his hands, and kept holding them sideways, which looked quite funny.

Yan Zimeng's slender hands twisted the tape measure and slowly brushed Yu Xian's chest, fitting Yu Xian's body until it reached the back of his spine.

Yu Xian held it flat for a long time, and finally couldn't support it, and when he hung down, he hugged Yan Zimeng......