"I'm afraid it's going to rain today!"

On the short way from the hotel to the opposite TV station, Suyi looked up at the sky overhead, and it was gloomy and stuffy, and he frowned and came to a conclusion.

Lu Zheng was held by Xu Lingan with one hand and took out his mobile phone with the other, "I just looked at the weather forecast, it was a thundershower." ”

As soon as the words fell, she noticed the sight of Sister Xixi next to her, and she hurriedly put down her mobile phone, "Walk well, walk well." ”

Fortunately, when I entered the door of the TV station, the air conditioner was powerful, and the coolness came to my face.

Suyi couldn't help but sigh comfortably, although the border town she lived in was remote and backward, at least it was cool in summer.

I really can't adapt to the hot weather here in the imperial capital.

I just hope that today's recording will be done inside this TV station, and no more locations will be made.

Qian Yaya went back last night and made her aunt unhappy for a while, and she went out very obediently early this morning, and she had been sitting in the hall for a while.

Hearing several footsteps from far and near, he quickly took his eyes off the screen of his mobile phone and looked up.

A light and gentle azure color suddenly rippled in front of him.

Seeing the person clearly, she subconsciously raised a smile and waved her hand: "Teacher Jiang!" ”

Yesterday, I followed the master to learn how to make ink, and the two of them also had a little friendship.

Anyway, Qian Yaya felt that she and Jiang Lingxi had established a friendship, so she naturally had to take the initiative to greet each other.

Jiang Lingxi saw the little girl's energetic smiling face so early in the morning, and waved her hand in response, and asked casually, "How long have you been here?" ”

"It won't be long before Mr. Jiang sits," Qian Yaya beckoned Jiang Lingxi to sit on the sofa next to her, and her eyes couldn't help but fall on the azure color that made her feel very comfortable, and she couldn't help but admire, "Mr. Jiang, your outfit looks so good, it's better than the light gray skirt yesterday!" ”

"Do you like the style?"

"Mmmm," Qian Yaya nodded while moving her gaze to Jiang Lingxi's hair that was randomly clamped with a grab clip, "I think you don't need to move your hairstyle when you do styling today, so it looks good, and there is a kind of lazy and casual beauty with this outfit." ”

Jiang Lingxi touched the clip Xu Ling'an chose for her before going out in the morning, "I also think it's not bad." ”

"yes, haha!"

The suggestion was agreed, and Qian Yaya smiled her eyes into a slit.

What broke the happy conversation between the two was a voice that suddenly interjected, and there was a pretended low taste in the ears: "Hi, Yaya, morning, Teacher Jiang is early." ”

The two of them who were chatting turned their heads to look at each other.

Jiang Lingxi's gaze swept over Jing Huai's face with a faint smile, nodded lightly, and his gaze fell on the gray silk embroidered shirt he was wearing, and his brows furrowed slightly.

For a while, I was really unsure whether this person was intentional or unintentional.

Yesterday, Shen Yunqing just wore a gray embroidered silk dress, and the next day she saw such a similar style of the same color, which really made her think about it.

Not to mention, Jing Huai's dress today is really deliberate. But it's not because of Shen Yunqing, he also saw Shen Yunqing in the cafeteria last night, and the focus was on Xu Qingmei who didn't know why he was angry, and he really didn't pay attention to what color and style of clothes Shen Yunqing was wearing at that time.

I will wear this one on purpose today, firstly, this dress was given by Xu Qingmei, and this is the first time he has received Xu Qingmei's underwear.

Second, he felt that Xu Qingmei gave him this dress, he should think that he looked better in this way, otherwise he couldn't let him deliberately pretend to be ugly to disgust himself.

Based on these two guesses, when he went out early this morning, he decisively pushed away the clothes that the team stylist had already helped him match, and changed into this gray shirt that he thought Xu Qingmei would prefer.

Although Qian Yaya was a little disillusioned and disappointed with herself because of the handwriting of her idol yesterday, she liked Jinghuai for so long and paid a lot of feelings, so it was naturally impossible to give up this feeling all at once.

She will selectively forget the brush TO sign that has been pressed to the deepest part of the desk drawer by herself, and still stand up happily as usual and wave hello, "Brother Jinghuai, morning." ”

It's just that after seeing the gray shirt he was wearing, and looking at the gray sky outside the TV gate behind him, under the superposition of the two compartments, the clear and bright figure in his impression will suddenly be a little more depressed in his eyes.

On such a day, instead of wearing a bright color, you have to go to the sky that shrouds everyone's head to be more gloomy than anyone, this is not such a low-key method!

What does Brother Jinghuai's styling team eat?

On the other side, Lu Zhengzheng and Xu Lingan also noticed Jing Huai's appearance today, and the two sat in the corner head to head and bit their ears quietly.

"An An, do you think the clothes Jing Huai is wearing today are a little familiar?"

Xu Ling'an nodded slightly, and replied angrily: "Dong Shi Xiaofeng." ”

This will change the way Zheng Zheng looked at her a little surprised, "Your little mouth is quite sharp, and you were well disguised before." ”

Xu Ling'an pursed her lips and smiled embarrassedly.

Lu Zheng quietly swept over a few more times, only to feel that his identity as a fan of Jinghuai Passerby had reached the brink of precariousness.

She originally became a fan of real people because of the TV series performed by Jing Huai, mainly because she ate this character.

But now back to reality, the more she gets to know the real person, the more disillusioned she feels.

"I have to say, your description is quite in place. Dong Shi Xiaofeng, who is really ugly and who is embarrassed! ”

As soon as these words were spoken, Lu Zheng also heard the mottled filter that belonged to Jing Huai in his heart, and the voice was completely shattered at this moment.

Seeing that it was almost eight o'clock, the other three guests and their respective assistants also hurried over.

Lin Nuo and Shen Hechen are also in a good state, one is habitually silent and the other is very quiet if he has no acquaintances, and after the two arrived, they sat on the sofa to rest.

Shen Hechen looked at Jiang Lingxi several times, but he still didn't greet everyone around him alone.

Lu Sen, who arrived at the end, looked a little listless, and even the bright green short sleeves he wore on his upper body could not save him from a somewhat gloomy expression.

He was like this, even Shen Hechen couldn't help but reach out and pat him on the shoulder, "What's wrong with you?" ”

"Don't mention it, I received a small message early this morning," Lu Sen pursed his lips bitterly, "about today's recording." ”

Shen Hechen was quite interested when he heard this, "Oh, let's hear it." ”

Lu Sen wiped his face, "Do you know Old Man Zhang Nachuan?" ”

"This is not nonsense, contemporary national treasure-level calligraphers and painters, who will not know about Chinese painting." Shen Hechen couldn't help but glance at him, and then his eyes lit up when he thought of something, "We won't be going to participate in Zhang Jia's private calligraphy and painting museum today, right?" I've always wanted to go, but it's a pity that Zhang has rarely opened his museum in recent years! ”

Lu Sen looked at his new friend's excited appearance, pulled his lips and nodded, "Then your wish may really come true this time." But don't be too happy, today's trip is not just a visit, Mr. Zhang has a request, and he will test us. ”

"Do you want to do it yourself? It's really, it's a big surprise. ”

Lu Sen looked at Shen Hechen, who was becoming more and more excited, and his expression suddenly became indescribable.

"Let me remind you, the Zhang family you admire is not very good-tempered, and he doesn't care if we are recording a show. If you don't answer well, just wait to be criticized! ”

Shen Hechen disagreed with this reminder, "Old artists have personalities. ”

Lu Sen snorted.

As a descendant who has had the rare honor to face this old man, and is also a member of the old gentleman's temper, he said that his temper is not very good, which is already euphemistic, that is a very bad temper!

"Then have you ever experienced that after being scolded, you came home and couldn't help but shut yourself up for a week?" He's traumatized and stressed!

Shen Hechen: "...... No, not really, right? ”

(End of chapter)