Chapter Ninety-Two: 0726, His Birthday
Of course not!
What do you think?!
Su Wennan replied almost without hesitation: "It can't be true!" ”
There was a pause for a while, and suddenly a voice changed: "Sister...... If you're honest, you're not going to be a girlfriend fan, are you? Or a wife fan? ”
“???” Su Wennan didn't react, and sent three question marks.
Douzi couldn't help but laugh over there: "Aren't you? To tell you the truth, there were many batches of leather mother fans around me, but in fact, they were all girlfriend fans at heart, so as soon as they heard that Chenchen was close to a female star, they felt unacceptable. ”
There was confusion in her tone: "If you are not a girlfriend fan or a wife fan, how can you be so resistant to Su Wennan?" ”
Sister, this is not a matter of resisting Su Wennan, she is resisting anyone who fires CP with him! Her idol is so good, why should she be tied to others?
But...... That seems even harder to say.
As soon as she said it, it seemed that she was more like a girlfriend fan and a wife fan, but she was obviously not!
Su Wennan was aggrieved: "I am a career fan, the first career fan in the entertainment industry!" Ah, anyway, no matter what kind of fan I am, they can't be real! ”
"Why?" Beanzi was unwilling, "How do you know?" Are you a staff member next to them? ”
"Not ......"
Douzi was puzzled: "Then why are you so sure that they are not real?" ”
Do you need to ask?!
Does Xianfan have any other understanding? What qualifications does she have to be true with idols? Is she worthy of her!
Just as he was about to reply, Mo Yuchen's gaze suddenly looked over there, Su Wennan was so frightened that he shuddered, quickly put away his mobile phone, and casually took a piece of fish and put it in his mouth.
After dinner, the regular guests cleaned up the table, and everyone sat around the small table again.
Zhang Zixi went to the cabinet on the side and took out the toys of Stacked Music: "It's still early, are you playing?" ”
Chang Jing laughed out loud when he saw it: "Big brother, you are also heartbroken for the duration and content of the festival, are you afraid that there will be nothing to broadcast when the time comes?" Come on, come on, do a few rounds! ”
There is no opinion on anyone, but ......
Turning his head to look at Mo Yuchen, who was playing with a guitar not far away, at this moment he had already taken off his coat and was only wearing a navy blue hooded sweatshirt.
Such a boring little game, I really don't know if he wants to participate in it.
His aura was too strong, and no one dared to ask.
The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while, Zhang Zixi, the initiator of the game, did not move, and everyone else secretly glanced at him with their eyes.
Su Wennan glanced at the side, and wanted to say that we can just play by ourselves, but in the next second, the idol slowly put down the guitar, looked up and sat down and said, "Come on." ”
These few people suddenly became energetic, and if he participated, the broadcast effect of the program would definitely be better.
But Su Wennan, who had been sitting there, was a little uncomfortable, and he didn't know what weird requirements there were on this stack of music, it didn't matter what they did, but what if they wanted idols to learn to bark dogs, learn peacock dances, etc., what should they do?
She was worried here, and Zhang Zixi had already picked up a small hammer to start the first round of the game. Wenxin School
"I'll come first, knock out whatever you want, and do it as it is. If someone pours it somewhere, how about breaking an unknown material by yourself? ”
"Okay, okay, hurry, come on!" Chang Jing sat on the floor bunk, hammering and urging.
Su Wennan opened his mouth, wanting to stop it, but it was too late.
Zhang Zixi "snapped", knocked off a piece, picked it up and looked at it, but there was nothing.
"Yo! Luck! Li Fan picked up a small teapot from the side and poured tea for everyone, and brought a bunch of milk, "Add it yourself if you want it." ”
But at this moment, everyone who is playing the game has completely lost this leisure and elegance, Zhao Xiaolei took the small mallet, and his mouth chattered: "8888, my lucky number 8, good luck comes good luck comes good luck comes good luck ......"
Then point to the number 8 and tap it lightly!
didn't fall, but when he picked up the wooden block and looked at it, he fell straight back with a "bang": "It's not alive!" ”
"What?" Chang Jing hurriedly picked it up and looked, "Hahahaha, mom, pole dancing!" Hurry up, hurry up! There are ready-made pillars over there, and we have small speakers here to play music for you. ”
Just as he was about to get up and bring the stereo, Mo Yuchen on the side suddenly said, "I'll come." ”
He stood up, brought his guitar, looked at Zhao Xiaolei, who was pushed to the pillar by Zhang Zixi, and raised his chin slightly: "I guarantee that it matches your dancing posture very well." ”
As he spoke, his fingers plucked the strings, and a melodious, exotic piece of music sounded instantly, and everyone applauded in unison to the rhythm.
Zhao Xiaolei covered his face, twisted and pinched, and couldn't move for a long time: "I really can't dance, you guys will let me be mentally prepared later......"
It was so twisted that Li Fan couldn't help but throw the pillow in his arms on him: "Can you be like a man!" Hurry up! ”
Zhao Xiaolei slowly took away the hand covering his face: "I know, I know, didn't I come, one, two, three, ......"
When he said "three", he suddenly raised his head, and gave everyone a look at the world with great confidence, and then twisted his body charmingly, grabbed the pillar and turned around bewitchingly, although the movement was slightly stiff, but he was stunned to jump out of the feeling of amorous feelings.
There's even something as weird as pole dancing!
Su Wennan was still nervous and worried, not knowing what content she would draw when it was her turn to be with idols in a while, but when she saw this scene, she couldn't help laughing.
Even Mo Yuchen, who has always been as steady as Mount Tai, accidentally missed a beat in the movements of his hands.
Chang Jing on the side laughed and lay directly on the ground: "You liar! You're not pretending! You just looked reluctant! You tell me the truth, haven't you waited for this day for a long time!! ”
Zhao Xiaolei ignored him completely, and with Mo Yuchen's music, he twisted left and right, twisting it so much that it was a joy.
In the end, he even walked the model steps, rushed to Li Fan, pulled him to dance, and was kicked out.
When the music was over, he bowed and thanked everyone like a proud little swan and sat back.
The people at the small table were already staggering, laughing so much that tears came out, and he urged seriously: "Come on, come on, stop laughing, go on!" ”
Sitting next to him was Su Wennan.
She was still silly just now, and she unconsciously became nervous.
Picking up the gavel, she tapped it almost instinctively towards the number 26.
Mo Yuchen, who put down the guitar, slowly glanced at her.
0726, his birthday.