Django's smiling face froze.

"Little persimmon?" He frowned, "I don't know, I'll have to ask Salted Fish to find out." ”

"Then ask Uncle Salted Fish."

"Oh." Django puffed out his mouth and muttered quietly, "Does Kexi want to see that kid so much?" ”

Kexi didn't hear the words muttering behind the little pigeon clearly, and asked in a puzzled tone: "Little pigeon, what did you just say?" ”

Django laughed twice, "Ha, haha, it's nothing, haha, I'm on the phone, oops, why hasn't this salted fish answered the phone yet?" ”

It wasn't even twelve o'clock before noon, and Zhao Xianyu was having lunch.

Putting down the spoon, he picked up the phone, "Hey? Django, have you arrived? ”

"I just got off the plane, by the way, I want to ask you, among the guests who attended the show at night, is there Xia Sijing?"

"Xia Sijing? I heard from the director that he was invited, and I invited him a week ago, but he refused, and the director is very sorry. ”

Django complained, "Refusal? His kid is very pompous now, and he doesn't dare to invite him from such a well-known show. ”

"The pomp and circumstance has to be big! Sancheng Entertainment signed Xia Sijing, and now his team is amazing, with many more fans than ordinary Xiao Xianrou, and he is definitely a popular child star with super popularity. ”

"Shh

Django thought to himself that if it weren't for Korsi, Mousse Nian wouldn't have signed that little brat.

"Django, why did you suddenly ask about Xia Sijing?"

"It's nothing, I'll help Kexi ask, okay, don't talk about it, hang up."

Listening to Django's irritable tone, Zhao Xianyu couldn't help laughing, and after hanging up the phone, he smiled at the phone screen: "Django is this jealous?" Hahahaha, this kid always eats some weird vinegar. ”

However, Xia Sijing and Kexi had such a good time, if he knew that Kexi would participate in the recording of the show in the evening, maybe ......

Thinking of this, Zhao Xianyu asked Li Zicong for the contact number of Xia Sijing's mother Ye Huarong.

It's winter break time.

There are no classes at school, and Xia Sijing works every day.

He was making a movie some time ago, and he finished it yesterday, and he just returned to S City today.

"Tei, don't be so listless."

Ye Huarong sat in the driver's seat, glanced at the central rearview mirror, and saw that his son lowered his head and said nothing, and couldn't help but say, "Didn't Xiao Che tell you?" Koshi was picked up by her father and was safe. ”

Xia Sijing looked out the car window, "Xiao Che has not been able to contact him for more than two months, and the phone has been turned off when he calls, is there something wrong with him?" And Django has also been missing lately......"

"Django must have finished filming and gone on vacation."

"Mom, you called Uncle Mu Sinian, didn't no one answer? It seems that everyone who has something to do with Kossi has suddenly vanished. ”

Although Ye Huarong also felt that this matter was a little strange, in order to comfort Sijing, he deliberately said: "How can a busy person like Mr. Mu answer my call casually, maybe I have already been pulled into the Do Not Disturb list by him." ”

She chattered a lot on her own.

Xia Sijing didn't respond to his mother's words, and his eyes were dyed with a strong color of worry, "I'm so worried about Kexi." ”

As he spoke, Ye Huarong's mobile phone rang.

The woman pressed the answer button on the car, "Hey? Who is it? ”

She didn't wear Bluetooth headphones, and the other party's voice came out of the stereo, "Hey, I'm Django's agent Zhao Xianyu, we met on the set of "Ask Chang'an", I don't know if you remember me?" ”

"Django's agent? Oh, remember to remember. ”

As he spoke, the big and small in the car were surprised, wondering why Django's agent would suddenly call.

Xia Sijing withdrew his gaze from the window, looked in the direction of the speaker, and listened to Uncle Zhao Xianyu continue: "That's the case, I want to ask, is Sijing free at night?" ”

"What's wrong?" Ye Huarong was a little wary.

"The happiness of the fruit guard is one plus one, but Xi will participate in the recording tonight, and she seems to hope that Xia Sijing will go."

Without waiting for Ye Huarong to speak, Xia Sijing said excitedly: "Uncle Zhao, you just said that Kexi would go?" ”

"Yes, Terai, Koshi, she just came back from Spain with Django today, and as soon as she came back, she asked about you."

What Zhao Xianyu said later, Xia Sijing couldn't hear it anymore.

His brain was "buzzing", like a computer with a blue screen of death, until his mother called "Terai" a few times in a row, and the little boy returned to normal, blinked a few times, and regained his ability to think.

"Go!" Xia Sijing clenched a pair of small fists, and said with extremely firm eyes, "I'm going!" ”

He's going to see Koshi, as long as he goes to the show, he'll be able to see Koxi, and he'll be able to see Koshi tonight......

Before you know it, the car is parked in front of your home.

"Terai, don't be stunned, I've already contacted the director of One Plus One, and he's very happy that you're willing to participate in the recording of the evening show."

In order to take better care of Terai, although she signed with Tri-Cities Entertainment, Ye Huarong is still doing the position of the agent, the difference is that she still has a team behind her.

While talking to Terai, Ye Huarong sent a message in the team's WeChat group, saying that Terai was going to the TV station to record a happy one plus one at night.

Xia Sijing didn't get out of the car, "Mom, let's go to the TV station now, right?" It's going to be a few hours in the past. ”

"I didn't start recording until nine o'clock in the evening, and it's only one o'clock in the afternoon, so why do I need to go there so early?"

"I'm afraid I'll be late."

Ye Huarong was amused by his stupid son, "Mom promises you that you will never be late, you go home to rest first, finish dinner, and then go over at about five o'clock, two hours of driving, two hours of makeup." ”

"I want to go to TV right now." As soon as he encountered something about Koxi, Xia Sijing became extremely stubborn.

Ye Huarong had no choice but to get back in the car and take his son to the Radio and Television Station Building of Fruit Guard.

At more than three o'clock, there were dozens of recording venues in the building, all kinds of different programs, planning, production, choreography, director, cameraman, program guests, audiences, etc., busy.

"I told you not to come so early, did you?" Ye Huarong found a chair and pulled Terai to sit down, "It's strange that the two of us are stupid and wait here." ”

The nervous Xia Sijing did not speak.

He felt nervous with every breath.

He could almost hear the sound of his heart "fluttering".

There are less than six hours left before Koshi is seen...... There are five hours left before Koshi is seen...... Four hours......

Ye Huarong couldn't wait any longer, "I'll go buy water, Sijing, you sit here obediently and don't move." ”

Xia Sijing didn't hear his mother's words, and he kept silently reciting the countdown in his heart.

"That's right! Koshi should have come early to put on her makeup, and maybe I'll be able to see her in two hours. ”

The little boy had just finished talking to himself when a familiar voice from a little girl sounded from behind him, "Brother Terai? Why are you here? Are you here to record the show too? What's the show? ”

(End of chapter)