Mommy and Daddy came to confess again

Qi Dasheng looked at her appreciatively, "Little girl, your lines are not bad, but your feelings are still not interesting, let's do it again."

Yan Qinghuan quickly adjusted his state, and played against Qi Dasheng again.

Qi Dasheng looked at her wholeheartedly, and couldn't help thinking of the woman in his memory.

Is there really someone who looks like this in this world?
The more I look at Yan Qinghuan, the stronger the feeling of familiarity.Even the eyes are alike!

But the age is not right at all, the girl in front of him is too young.

There are no two identical leaves in the world, maybe he really thinks too much.

The two rehearsed four or five times, and the stylist began to style the two, surrounded by photographers.

When she officially stood on the stage, Yan Qinghuan took a deep breath. This show was the first time she had formally stood in front of the audience. Of course, she hoped to show her best and most perfect side.

As the music started, Yan Qinghuan stood on the stage in a red dress.

She looked at her father who was sitting on the throne in disbelief, "Father, do you really want to send your son to be married?"

"Feng'er, it's the emperor's incompetence. In the current situation, I can only send you to get married in order to seek the stability of the country."

Yan Qinghuan closed her eyes in pain, and she stood up slowly, "Father, do you still remember that when Erchen was a child, did you love to take Erchen to see lanterns? Erchen is going to make a kiss, and I am afraid that I will never be able to be with you again in this life." Let's watch the lantern together."

A tear rolled down the corner of Yan Qinghuan's eyes, "Tonight, why don't you watch the lantern with Erchen again."

Qi Dasheng got up from the dragon chair, walked to Yan Qinghuan's side, and held her hand, "Good Feng'er, my father ordered someone to make a lantern."

When the scene changed, Qi Dasheng and Yan Qinghuan stood on the bridge, and countless lanterns flowed under the bridge. Qi Dasheng said earnestly: "Feng'er, this lantern is the lights of the Wanjia. The people of Anguo will always remember what you have done for them." everything of."

Yan Qinghuan's eyes fell on the lantern, and the sadness in her eyes slowly flowed out. She thought of the man she liked, her father beside her, and thousands of people.

Qi Dasheng slowly exited the stage.

With a thick and sad tune, Yan Qinghuan stood alone on the bridge, the cold wind blew, her hair fluttered in the wind along with the red cloak, and tears rolled down her cheeks.

Her eyes gradually became firm from initial confusion, and finally she looked back at the camera with a sense of relief, as well as a bravery and tenacity to face an unknown life.

The camera gave a close-up of her eyes.

There was warm applause from the audience.

On the first stage, Yan Qinghuan achieved a good result.

The program team even put all the publicity points on Yan Qinghuan, after all, she is the most outstanding among these people regardless of her appearance or her acting skills.

In addition, Yan Qinghuan is a little popular now, so the program team worked while the iron was hot, and paid close attention to the post-production. When Yan Qinghuan recorded the third episode, the first episode had already started broadcasting.

However, the first issue mainly introduces the hard life and daily work of these stuntmen, because there are not many celebrities, the attention is not high, and the broadcast volume is not ideal.

Yan Qinghuan watched his performance in the first episode on the tablet, and it was quite satisfactory. There was nothing special about this setting, no wonder it didn't cause any splashes on the Internet.

In a certain bar, Si Qingyi, Jiang Feng, and Leng Huan each had a tablet in front of them, on which the first episode of Yan Qinghuan's variety show was played, and the three watched in good order.

Huo Sihan said coldly from the side: "From now on, there will be an update every Saturday night at [-] o'clock."