Zhao Huaiming extracted a lot of keywords from Song Yi's words, such as: friends who haven't seen for many years, gifts from friends, etc., but there are many problems that she didn't explain, such as: Is this friend I haven't seen for many years a man or a woman, does Zhao Huaiming recognize it, etc.

Thinking that it might be an old male friend who he hadn't seen for many years, Zhao Huaiming felt that it was necessary to talk about it, and it happened that the meeting had been going on for almost an hour, so Zhao Huaiming simply suspended the meeting and let everyone rest for more than ten minutes.

He took off the headset, turned off the camera, followed Song Yi into the inner room, and closed the door with his hand.

"What's wrong?" Only then did she realize that Song Yi, who was following a big tail behind him, sat down on the hospital bed, and then casually put the notebook given to her by Shaoyin on the bedside table.

Zhao Huaiming stretched out his hand and hugged Song Yi horizontally.

"Didn't you tell me not to sit for too long?"

"Yes, yes?" Before the words fell, Song Yi felt that he was thrown up, "Zhao Huaiming!" ”

"Yes, I'm here." Zhao Huaiming caught Song Yi steadily, "Don't worry, I'll catch you." ”

Song Yi hugged Zhao Huaiming's neck to prevent himself from being thrown into the air by him again, "Don't make trouble with me, I still have to record the show, if something happens at this juncture, I guess Mu Bai's tears can rush the Dragon King Temple." ”

Zhao Huaiming didn't intend to play with Song Yi, he sat down on the side of the bed, and then let Song Yi sit on his lap.

"You just went to see a friend you haven't seen in years?"

"yes?"

Feeling that Zhao Huaiming's eyes were becoming more and more dangerous, Song Yi suddenly reacted - he wouldn't be jealous of this, right?

But what's so jealous about that? Just a friend.

Song Yi pondered for a moment, took the notebook that Shaoyin gave her, and handed it to Zhao Huaiming.

"You see?"

Zhao Huaiming took it, opened it, and found that it was a problem in Song Yi's domain, and he was even more worried!

A friend who has a common topic with Song Yi and hasn't seen him for many years, and can give away the notebook as soon as he meets again!

Seeing that Zhao Huaiming's face was getting more and more ugly, Song Yi couldn't understand what the reason was, so he could only take the initiative to have a showdown.

"This is what Shaoyin gave me, the enlightenment teacher I was telling you a few days ago, sharing notes with me in class, and teaching me a lot of basic formulas, Shaoyin."

After hearing the name, Zhao Huaiming thought for three seconds.

It sounds like a female name, but it's not certain, what if it's a sissy name that was abolished? He'll have to check it out.

However, since Song Xiaoyi is now taking the initiative to have a showdown, he can only do this matter secretly, and it is a bit embarrassing to say this, he can't admit it.

"Song Xiaoyi, have you lost weight?" Zhao Huaiming asked as he changed the subject.

"Didn't you?" Song Yi thought about it seriously, "I've been eating well lately, not to mention being thin, I feel like I'm fat." ”

"It's good to be fat, and it's healthy to be fat." Zhao Huaiming comforted.

"Well, I also think it's good to be fat, at least I feel super good when I rub myself, but if I get fat, I will look fat on the camera, and Mu Bai will cry when I am fat."

Zhao Huaiming immediately grasped the point.

"Will you look fat when you shoot it?"

"Yes!"

Father Zhao frowned and thought for a while.

"The Zhao Group has a subsidiary of electronic products, and I asked them to study this."