May 15!

Everyone is waiting for the grand opening ceremony!

Just after twelve o'clock in the night, Calamus Satellite TV started a 72-hour live broadcast!

At this point, many people haven't slept, and Calamus Satellite TV has nothing else to broadcast, just to broadcast [Wayan First Fan Culture Festival].

The Gu family, Mr. Gu Zhaochang, and Gu Yuanquan all watched TV with Ms. Liu Daozhen in the living room.

At this time, they are all ready to rest, not pajamas but also casual, the three handsome guys and beauties of the Gu family.

The TV flickered, nothing else but the kitchen!

Ms. Liu Daozhen looked at her son and smashed: Your daughter-in-law.

Gu Yuanquan's heart of watching TV with Ma Ma was quieter.

Ms. Liu Daozhen felt in her heart, and when she had a daughter-in-law, he was watching it like everyone else.

Mr. Gu Zhaochang is more trendy, watching TV and watching the reaction on the Internet.

The reaction of the people who eat melons, not to mention that Jing Yuanshan didn't expect it, there are many things that I didn't expect, and it is worth paying attention to.

on TV.

The kitchen was clean and the lighting was just right, it was like standing in the kitchen by yourself.

The reporter is a beauty and in very good spirits: "Hello everyone, I'm reporter Mo Fei, [The first fan culture festival of Wayan] is about to start, what do you want to see the most?" Of course, it's a tile inkstone! I'm standing in the kitchen of the inkstone. ”

Mo Fei accurately found: "What everyone wants to see most is His Highness himself, right?" Your Royal Highness, I am Xiao Feifei, and my phone number is. ”

Jing Yuanshan's robe, apron, hat, mask, and the back of the standard work turned to look at her.

The accuracy captured by the camera, or Jing Yuanshan's basic acting skills.

Eyes are fruitful: Didn't you see her busy?

Liu Dao was really happy.

Mo Fei screamed, although he would not make noise in the middle of the night: "Your Highness has seen me, look at me!" Your Highness, I like you so much, can I hug you? ”

Rodin was chubby and busy: "Calm down." ”

Murphy: "I'm just so excited. Stand up and don't get in the way of work, and excited, "Your Highness, what are you doing?" ”

Jing Yuanshan recited the lines like "hanging soup." ”

Murphy shouted: "Start hanging soup so early? Your Highness, you woke up so early. ”

Jing Yuanshan looked at her a little noisy: "I haven't slept yet." ”

Mo Fei was noisy and cute: "Your Highness, won't you be sleepy when you get up so early?" ”

Jing Yuanshan wore a mask: "I haven't slept yet." ”

Mo Fei's face did not change: "Your Highness got up so early, is it to prepare for the opening ceremony?" What's in store for you? ”

Jing Yuanshan handed over the kitchen to Rodin, took off her mask, and was silent for five seconds: "Go to bed early." ”

Jing Yuanshan came out of the kitchen and took off her apron.

Mo Fei chased after him: "Your Highness, what are you going to do?" Is it to prepare for a surprise? I want to know. ”

On the second floor, Jing Yuanshan pointed.

The photographer dragged Murphy to take a picture of his heart.

Mo Fei is like an aria: "Your Highness got up so early, and the legendary rooster danced." ”

The TV screen cuts to the outside of the gymnasium of the Agricultural University.

The reporter's brother is quite handsome: "Hello everyone, I'm Calamus Satellite TV reporter Cheng Feng, I got up at 6 o'clock in the morning on the 30th, and I haven't slept yet." ”

Mr. Gu Zhaochang looked at the Internet, and a group of people were crying by His Royal Highness's "I haven't slept yet".

Cheng Feng specially even said on the 30th that he was sleepy at this time and didn't go to bed early.

Let Mr. Gu Zhaochang say, is this so fun?

But looking at the ratings, Mo Fei and Cheng Feng are also on fire.

Cheng Feng corrected a little, after all, he was not a little beauty, and as the camera showed the gymnasium, he said with great quality: "Your Highness is hanging soup in Wayan, look here, a group of masters are busy, and they are also ready to serve everyone the rice noodles that will not change their innocence and will last forever." ”

There are five rice noodle machines on one side, and the rice noodles are going out, white and tender.

Those who haven't slept in the middle of the night are drooling.

Drying food in the middle of the night obviously has a gloomy heart.

Cheng Feng was serious and looked for a white-robed chef: "Hello, is there soup hanging in this pot?" ”

Chef's old driver: "Yam pork rib porridge." ”

Cheng Feng looked for the next one, the white fat chef: "Hello, is there soup hanging in this pot?" ”

The chef accented: "Seafood and abalone porridge." ”

Cheng Feng looked for the next one, Bai Fumei, and the chef: "Hello, is there hanging soup in this pot?" ”

The young lady asked, "Are you amused?" Can't smell the aroma? Congratulations on the loss of your bonus. ”

Cheng Feng was aggrieved: "If you don't hang the soup, how do you go back to rice noodles?" ”

The young lady's voice was high: "Are you a fake fan?" You don't need soup for soup powder, and you don't need to fry powder. "Kind finger inside," said a couple of special chefs. ”

The special chef waved his hand to catch up: "No supper, eat at five o'clock on the night shift." ”

Cheng Feng turned around and found a few people drinking porridge there.

Caught Zirui, there are a few more.

Cheng Feng was excited: "Jiu Yang, what's the name of the eldest brother?" ”

Zirui finished drinking the porridge, put down the bowl and left.

Cheng Feng chased behind.

It's the camera in the back, showing the set-up, and it's still busy at night.

Cheng Feng chattered: "Big brother, many people know each other, but they don't know what to call you." ”

Zirui stopped and explained: "There is no official staff here, everyone is a fan of Wayan, including fake fans." ”

Cheng Feng tried hard to explain: "I'm not a fake fan, I'm real, I have a certificate." ”

Zirui suddenly cold: "How much is one?" ”

Cheng Feng showed him his press card: "I didn't buy it, my phone number is, big brother." ”

Zirui goes.

The camera drops the embarrassing thing and follows Zirui.

"Wait for me!" Cheng Feng chases.

Zirui is the eldest brother, and introduced to the camera: "This is the finance office, the cultural festival has received 200 million yuan in funds, such a large amount of money, how to spend it, how to spend it reasonably, and supervision." It's all made up of fans. ”

Cheng Fengnian: "There is a legal office here, and there is an infirmary here. ”

Zirui answered: "This is the office, the doctor is below, not only the school hospital of the Agricultural University is supported, but also the fans are doctors and medical students, each of which has been audited." Traditional Chinese medicine is also one of the cultures, and several specially invited Xinglin national players, if you are interested, you can participate. ”

Cheng Feng was very excited: "I have insomnia, I ......"

Zirui and the camera threw down the little reporter and left.

Online, the joy of the middle of the night.

The style of painting is more cheerful, but the introduction is basically introduced.

The gymnasium is well set up and exciting.

"I can't sleep."

"I want to go now."

"Don't you know that there are many people outside the Agricultural University?"

"Don't you sleep in the middle of the night?"

"Wake up so early!"

"I haven't slept yet."

Television, the beginning of broadcasting、Rice planting、This is the poetic life。

If you don't want to see it, hurry up and wash and sleep.

Without a daughter-in-law to watch, Gu Yuanquan was also ready to sleep.

Gu's father asked, "Are you going to see it?" ”

Gu Yuanquan didn't want to speak.

Gu Male: "This belongs to His Highness." ”

Mr. Gu Zhaochang knew about the Internet, and while thinking that his boyfriend was too strong, he was sympathetic and ridiculed.

The ruthless Mr. Gu is ridiculed every day, which is also unusual.

Gu Yuanquan is powerful, he has solved all other problems, and his girlfriend can come as much as she wants.

It's not a big deal for a girlfriend to rely on him or not to rely on him at all.

Anyway, sooner or later, it's his daughter-in-law.