Chapter 136 Finally Knowing What This Expression Means

Liu Fangfang's mood at the moment is sad and her emotions are complicated.

Because she had just made a big poisonous oath, and she quickly and inadvertently broke the poisonous oath.

"What's the matter, Fangfang? What did that guy say again?"

At this time, Mo Yan, who was still waiting for the megaphone to continue working, called her.

Fangfang came to her senses, and quickly repeated what Zhang Zhiqin said just now.

"Hehe." Mo Yan sneered twice: "He doesn't know that I am so young? Then if you ask him, does he mean that I look very old?"

"Oh." Fang Fang had forgotten the complexity and shock at this time, and devoted herself to her work wholeheartedly.

"Plan Zhang, Sister Yan said: Hehe, do you mean that I look very old? over"

Obviously, Fangfang's voice transmission function has been strengthened again, even Mo Yan's tone of voice was imitated vividly when she was speaking, and "over" was added at the end to show the completion of the sentence.

Hearing Fang Fang's imitation, Manager Mo's glamorous... ah bah, that indifferent and mocking face already appeared in Zhang Zhiqin's mind.

He couldn't help shivering for a while, and then he got out of the cold feeling, collected himself, and said to Fangfang:

"Manager Mo misunderstood, she is so beautiful and capable, blind people think she is very old, over."

"Received." Fang Fang immediately turned her head and repeated Zhang Zhiqin's words to Mo Yan.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, I'm going to sleep."

Mo Yan stood up, walked out the door without looking back, and walked to her room.

"Sister Yan said she was going to sleep, over, bye."

After Fangfang faithfully conveyed the last sentence, she also hung up the phone.

After Mo Yan returned to her room, she closed the door, locked it, walked straight into the bathroom, and stood in front of a mirror.

"Beautiful, capable, um..."

Looking at the picture in the mirror, there are slightly eye lines,

But she still had a fair and mature face, she nodded slightly, and stroked her short, capable hair.

"You can grow your hair longer."

On the other side, in Lin Yao's bedroom.

"You have been spinning continuously during this time, are you exhausted?"

Fang Xiaole's voice came from the phone.

"Well, it's okay, do you have to be busy with new programs every day?"

Lin Yao hummed lightly and asked quietly.

"Yeah, other guests will come over tomorrow, and if there are no accidents, the recording of the first episode will start tomorrow afternoon."

Fang Xiaole replied.

However, in order to prevent Lin Yao from worrying too much about his affairs, there are actually many things that he did not say.

Recently, the "Hua'er Show" at Yunhaitai has a lot of publicity, and the leaders in the stage are very nervous, and they have been urging them to make "Longing for Life" be released as soon as possible, so as to fight this old opponent.

But on the one hand, the leader wants the new program to beat Yunhaitai's "Hua'er Show", on the other hand, he feels that this is always at 40 o'clock on a weekday, and he is unwilling to invest too much resources in this unpopular time.

This is a bit contradictory. I want to come up with high-quality products, but I am so reluctant to spend money.

At the same time, the investment promotion of the program was not smooth. Few major manufacturers were willing to invest money in unpopular stalls. At present, the investment promotion department only got sponsorship from one soy sauce and a small brand of electric motorcycles.

Moreover, that soy sauce manufacturer wanted to take advantage of the fire and rob it, and wanted to win the naming rights for more than one million yuan, which made the director of the investment promotion department furious, saying when did you look down on me with such a big apple platform!

But there's no way around it. The ratings of the show on the 40 o'clock on the previous week were half-dead, and the naming rights were given to someone with less than 500,000 yuan.

Now that they are willing to give you one million, it is still because of the honor of Hong Sanshi and Xu Zhenzhen.

To put it bluntly, apart from the unpopular time slot, the manufacturer has no confidence in this kind of slow-paced variety show that has never been seen before.

This also made the leaders of the station who were not prepared to invest too much resources in the first place more cautious. Chen Zhao almost fell out with the deputy director Li Xueke for this matter, but it still failed.

In short, the leader's attitude is that you have to put on the show as soon as possible. As for funds, the landlord's family has no money left!

Fang Xiaole knew that if she told Lin Yao all these things, the silly girl would be so worried that she would not be able to sleep at night.

She has been so tired recently, let her have a good rest with peace of mind.

"Oh, don't you have time to call me in the next few days?"

Lin Yao didn't know that Fang Xiaole had lied to her, and was worried that she wouldn't be able to talk on the phone every day.

"It's okay, you can send WeChat."

Fang Xiaole comforted: "And after recording the first three episodes, I can go back to Jiang Rong next week, and you happen to be coming to record the Super Challenge, won't you help me move?"

"Yes."

Lin Yao pursed her lips, thinking in her heart that she hoped that time would pass faster, and it would be best to skip to next week.

"It's late, go to bed early, you have to go back to Kyoto to record songs tomorrow."

Fang Xiaole said.

If the endorsement of Mercedes is settled tomorrow, Lin Yao has to go to Guangdong City to record "Painting Heart", where Chen Guanghan's company is.

"Well, then you should go to bed early, bye."

"Bye-Bye."

Reluctantly hung up the phone, Lin Yao was slightly absent-minded.

Both her and Fang Xiaole's work became more and more busy. Could it be that the two of them really won't even have time to make a phone call in the future?

Lin Yao bit her lip, picked up her phone and sent Fang Xiaole a WeChat message.

"Good night~(^з^)-☆"

Thousands of miles away, Fang Xiaole picked up the phone and saw the WeChat message from Lin Yao.

He thought about it, copied this expression, then sent it to Zhang Zhiqin, and asked:

"Do you know what that look means?"

Zhang Zhiqin quickly replied:

"This means kissing. It's available online. By the way, Brother Fang, why do you often call Lin Yao these two days? Is there any relationship between you two?"

Fang Xiaole replied: "This emoji was sent to me by Lin Yao."

Then he heard Zhang Zhiqin's screams coming from the next door, he smiled, he was too lazy to care about this stuff, he searched online, and then sent Lin Yao a WeChat message:

"Good night o(￣ε￣*)"

In a certain hotel in the sea of ​​clouds.

"Wow~~"

Lin Yao looked at the message sent by Fang Xiaole and covered her mouth in surprise.

I thought he didn't know what that look meant.

Turns out he knew all along...

So happy!

"Sister Yao, please keep your voice down. If you call again, Sister Yan will come over."

Fangfang's voice came from outside the door, Lin Yao stuck out her tongue, and whispered outside the door:

"I'm sorry, Fangfang, good night."

"Oh, good night."

Soon there were footsteps and the sound of the door opening outside, and Fangfang also went back to the bedroom.

Hey, why does Fangfang sound a little sullen, as if she has been hit by something?

Lin Yao felt a little strange, but soon her attention was on Fang Xiaole's "good night kiss".

Lin Yao lay sideways on the bed, pulled up the cup, quietly brought the phone screen close to her face, and printed the "o(￣ε￣*)" in the WeChat chat history on her cheek.

"Hey, good night."