Chapter 8: Mom's Phone
Jingle ......
Liu Lian's mobile phone rang a few times, interrupting the reverie of several people.
"Ah, the official Weibo has released a preview of the broadcast, and the names of the guests' photos have all been announced, Miss Yan, do you have Weibo, if you have one, I can report it, and the official will @ you then."
Liu Lian said while brushing.
Yan Fuguang shook her head, she didn't want to be famous for the time being, the original owner's parents didn't know that their "daughter" had set off such a big fireworks, and suddenly there was an extra pair of parents, and she hadn't figured out how to face them.
I don't know if it's a bug in the time machine that's too weird, every time she either has relatives who die early or whose parents are unknown, not only is the kinship missing, but there is no love, and she lives alone for a lifetime.
But people are so careless, the more they are afraid of something, the more they will come.
Yan Fuguang's mobile phone suddenly vibrate, and when he took it out, the word "mother" was beating vividly on the screen.
Her heartstrings tensed for a moment, and she collected her thoughts for a moment, but still picked up the phone......
"Hey ......"
"Hey, Yan Yan, it's Mom! Where are you, are you alright? Did someone trick you into joining the show? Don't be afraid, mom will find someone to pick you up right away! Don't believe anyone who speaks, just stay put, mom's friend will be there soon, baby obedient! ”
Before Yan Fuguang could speak, a crisp female voice on the other end of the phone crackled and fell into her heart.
There was no blame, and I was worried about her safety for the first time......
Yan Fuguang's throat moved slightly, is this what it feels like to have a mother's concern?
So what is the original owner awkward with his parents? Yan Fuguang, who has never experienced the love of his relatives, really can't understand it.
After a few seconds of silence, Yan Fuguang finally spoke: "Well, it's my ......"
For a while, I couldn't call out the word mother, so I could only quickly explain things clearly.
"I wasn't deceived, I took the initiative to sign up for the show, the program team is very formal, don't worry."
"How can mom not be worried, have you signed the contract, who is the director? Hey, forget it, don't do anything now anyway, wait until your mother's friend arrives! ”
Maybe he was scared by the previous Yan Fuguang, and the tone on the other end of the phone was a little gentler.
"Mom didn't stop you for no reason, she was just worried that you would be deceived, you were only eighteen years old, don't let Mom worry, okay, Yan Yan?"
Why is the last few words a little shaky?
Yan Fuguang thought he had misheard.
I was about to say that it was too late to start the recording immediately, but she suddenly couldn't speak......
As soon as the program team made an official announcement, they knew it as soon as possible, and immediately called to worry about whether they had been deceived, they should have been really frightened......
"Miss Yan?" Liu Lian didn't know why Yan Fuguang suddenly stopped.
Yan Fuguang was also a little helpless, so what should I do now, my mother asked her to wait for someone to come, and the program team waited to start the film.
Not really......
Yan Fuguang picked up the phone again: "That...... Otherwise, I'll go to the director now, and you will communicate in person? ”
Although it is a bit of a scoundrel to suddenly make such a request, after all, he is only 18 years old now, and the family is not worried that they need to confirm with the director, and this "reason" is very reasonable.
Although Yan Fuguang also commanded the world to be the only one, he still forgot about it in this life, what identity and what to do.
The other side of the phone seemed to think about it for a while, and it took a while to agree.
"Okay, then don't hang up the phone, now go to the director, I'll talk to them."
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In an estate in France.
An Ge was wearing pajamas, standing by the window with an anxious face, clutching his mobile phone tightly, for fear that the line would suddenly be disconnected over there.
It was already past one o'clock in the morning in France, and she was suddenly awakened by a domestic phone call.
The call was from her domestic assistant, saying that she saw Yan Fuguang appear on the guest list of a reality show on the Internet.
An Ge didn't believe it at first, but when he opened the website sent by the assistant, he saw that the name and photos all matched, and it was really her daughter Yan Fuguang!
For a while, countless terrible thoughts crossed An Ge's heart, and pictures of fraud and trafficking came flooding in, and the more I thought about it, the more panicked I became, but she was thousands of miles away, and she couldn't reach it!
An Ge looked out the window in distraction, and the anxiety in his heart could not be hidden.
At this moment, a pair of powerful arms passed through her waist and held the person firmly in her arms.
"Honey, what's wrong, what's wrong?"
A tall and handsome Frenchman appeared behind An Ge, his brown hair was slightly curly, and his facial features were deep, although the years had carved some marks in the corners of his eyes, a pair of dark blue eyes still showed that this was a man full of charm.
He is the heir to JYH, the world's largest luxury conglomerate, and he himself runs one of JYH's top jewelry brands with a history of nearly 200 years.
He and An Ge have been together for almost five years and are still fascinated by this beautiful, independent, talented woman.
An Ge rarely showed a vulnerable side, she turned around and snuggled in her lover's arms, and whispered: "It's Yan Yan, she seems to have participated in a reality show, I'm worried that she was deceived." ”
Antoine patted An Ge's shoulder and soothed: "Isn't the phone connected, it'll be fine, if there is a need, I can contact the Huaguo branch and ask them to help ask, don't worry." ”
Antoine had seen Yan Fuguang many times, that beautiful little girl had never been very talkative, he knew that An Ge cared about this daughter very much, but the relationship between mother and daughter seemed to have not been so good.
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Here, Liu Lian took Yan Fuguang to the director with a confused face, and she didn't expect that there would be such a link as a "parent-teacher meeting".
"What, Miss Yan, you really turned 18 years old, and you didn't hide it, right?" Liu Lian asked blankly.
"Eighteen years and twenty-five days to be exact."
Liu Lian didn't really suspect anything, after all, she had seen the ID card with her own eyes, but a parent suddenly appeared, and she was really a little big-headed.
"That...... The director should be busy right now and probably won't be able to talk to your mother for too long. ”
Liu Lian doesn't know the bottom of his heart, whether the director has the kung fu to answer the phone at this time, he can't say anything!
"It's fine, as long as you find someone."
Yan Fuguang understood what she meant, but the name "parent of an eighteen-year-old adult girl" is still lethal, although it is a little scoundrel, but it works.
The first tent was the temporary office of the director team, and there were far more staff coming in and out than the art team.
Liu Lian went in and took a look, and finally saw people in the crowd.
Thankfully, director Cheng Xiaogang was inside, but unsurprisingly, he was really busy, and there were three people around him reporting at this moment.