I collapsed from the roof, the system came?

Wangjia Village.

After a great victory on the first day of the arena competition.

When Wang Qiuren returned home, he immediately took out a [-]-ring firecracker and four boxes of salutes and lit them one by one.

boom!boom!boom!

The sound of firecrackers and the explosion of salutes made everyone's ears numb.

Wang Qiuren smiled widely.

Ever since Wang Mo's house collapsed, he rarely had such a smile.

Today he felt refreshed.

soon.

The gunfire ended.

In the strong New Year atmosphere, Wang Qiuren patted Hao Mingxing on the shoulder and said happily: "Xiao Hao, thanks to you this time."

Hao Mingxing coughed: "Uncle Wang, I actually didn't do anything."

From front to back, he handed over a few blank slips of paper.

Wang Qiuren didn't think so at all: "Haha, Xiao Hao, you don't need to be so humble. To be honest, I was a little bit unable to accept you like this at first. But uncles and aunts are not antiques, as long as you live... "

Hao Mingxing was confused when he heard this.

What do you mean by not being able to accept them like this?

What does it mean that you two are not antiques?

Before Wang Qiuren finished speaking, he saw Hao Mingxing receiving a video call. He stopped talking and said with a smile: "Quick, answer the video call first."

New Year's Day.

Basically, they are New Year greeting calls or videos from relatives and friends, which cannot be missed.

"OK."

Hao Mingxing was confused and connected the video.

The next second, a child's voice came from inside: "Dad, happy New Year. Wish you good luck and bring me the red envelope!"

Hao Mingxing showed a bright smile: "Is it Rongrong? Did you have fun playing outside with your grandparents and mother? Did you cry? Did you clamor for lollipops?"

The video caller was Hao Mingxing's five-year-old son.

And this moment.

The smile on Wang Qiuren's face suddenly froze, and his eyes were as big as a bell.

behind him.

Snapped!

Pan Shufang, who was holding the fruit plate, slipped her hand and the fruit plate fell to the ground.

Wang Mo quickly went up: "Mom, be careful, I'll pick it up."

However, Pan Shufang didn't seem to hear anything, and just listened to Hao Mingxing's voice.

After a while, she glanced at Wang Mo, who had a normal expression, and felt even more incredible: "Mo'er, you... know that Xiao Hao is married?"

Wang Mo was stunned: "I know."

Pan Shufang: "You also know that he has a child?"

Wang Mo was even more surprised: "I know, what's wrong with you?"

Pan Shufang took a deep breath and her expression became serious: "Then what you are doing is wrong. You clearly know that Xiao Hao has a family, but you still..."

Wang Mo was stunned.

It dawned on me.

"Oh, Mom, are you talking about why Brother Xing sent me to your home during the Chinese New Year instead of celebrating the New Year at his own home? You have misunderstood me. Brother Xing and his family have traveled abroad, and he is alone I was bored at home, so I sent me home. I didn’t force Brother Xing to come."

???

what?

When Pan Shufang and Wang Qiuren heard this, they looked at each other again.

Especially Pan Shufang, she suppressed the words that came to her lips.

Wang Qiuren was all excited, and then he rushed over, his voice trembling: "You mean, Xiao Hao came to our house to celebrate the New Year, and there is no other special meaning?"

Wang Mo looked at his parents suspiciously: "What else can it mean?"

Wang Qiuren asked: "Then why did he buy so many expensive gifts?"

Wang Mo said: "Isn't Brother Xing a singer? I once wrote a few songs for him, so he was grateful to me and bought so many gifts. If you think it's inappropriate, I will let Brother Xing take it back."

Wang Qiuren didn't think about why Wang Mo wrote songs at all.

Just listening to Wang Mo's words, I felt that the world view I had finally established collapsed again.

After half a sound.

Wang Qiuren and Pan Shufang looked at each other, feeling a little embarrassed for a moment.

At this time.

Hao Mingxing had finished typing the video. He walked over and looked at Wang Qiuren: "Uncle Wang, I'm sorry, I was interrupted by my son to take the video. What did you want to say to me just now?"

"Ah...this...hehe, it's nothing."

Wang Qiuren felt like there were ants crawling all over his body.

Nothing!

Fortunately, Hao Mingxing received the video just now and accidentally interrupted him.

Otherwise, where would he put his old face?

Pan Shufang, on the other hand, quickly became happy again after the initial embarrassment: "It seems that I will still have a chance to have a grandson in the future."

and.

In the following time, she also saw her son, who was as popular as ever.

He did not lose favor because of the collapse of his house.

That's right!

Since after ten o'clock in the morning.

Wang Mo’s phone calls and WeChat messages never stopped.

Even he didn't expect that unknowingly, he had been placed in an important position by so many people.

The first call was from Yuan Xiong. After knowing that Wang Mo was fine at home, he felt relieved.

then.

Su Xueyao, Fu Zhuang, and Tang Qinyun all called to come over to pay New Year greetings.

Especially the sweet voices of the two girls, Su Xueyao and Tang Qinyun, as well as their familiar and friendly tone towards Wang Mo, made Pan Shufang's eyes shine.

then.

It was the program team of "Where Are We Going, Dad", and almost everyone called me to congratulate me on the New Year.

Even celebrities such as Lin Shaopeng and Gao Yong who participated in the show also sent messages of greetings.

<divclass="contentadv">Director Guo Chen even specially paid New Year's greetings to Wang Mo's parents one by one, with a very respectful attitude.

However, after paying New Year's greetings, Guo Chen told Wang Mo that Mango Channel had decided to start advertising for "Where Are We Going, Dad" starting from the third day of the Lunar New Year and strive to have the program broadcast after the Lantern Festival.

However, Guo Chen vaguely revealed that "Where Are We Going, Dad" doesn't seem to have received much attention from the station, so the time slot for the broadcast may not be good.

In this regard.

Wang Mo just smiled and said it didn't matter, as long as it could be broadcast.

For the next few hours.

Wang Mo is still receiving all kinds of blessing calls and messages.

It wasn’t until ten o’clock in the afternoon that my phone became idle.

Wang Mo thought for a while.

Then I called He Zhixing, Tang Xuanyuan, Zhao Shu and other big shots to say New Year greetings.

Of course, we have not forgotten Liu Zhengwen, Qian Lun and other company leaders.

Do some work.

The first day of the new year has almost passed.

until dinner time.

Wang Mo suddenly remembered someone and quickly dialed the number: "Sister Qi, happy New Year."

Xu Mengqi's giggle came: "My good brother, I thought you had forgotten my sister. How is it? Where are you celebrating the New Year?"

Wang Mo: "At home. Where are you, Sister Qi?"

Xu Mengqi suddenly complained: "Where else can I be? In the company. You brat, you have really done me a disservice this time. After you gave me a song "Legend" and asked me to sing it, other TV stations seemed to smell something fishy. The cats all gathered around me. Now my announcements have been scheduled until after the Lantern Festival. So this year, I haven’t had a day off."

Wang Mo smiled and said: "Since I have caused you so much misery, I'd better take back the copyright of "Legend"."

Xu Mengqi raised her eyebrows: "How dare you!"

woman.

Always so duplicitous.

Wang Mo thought to himself, but he still said with a smile: "Today I am here to wish you a happy New Year, Sister Qi. I wish you good luck and good fortune. Bring me the red envelope!"

Xu Mengqi hummed: "Sister, I'm not married yet, how dare you ask for a red envelope!"

After chatting for a few more words, we hung up the phone.

Wang Mo was just about to put away his phone.

Xu Mengqi sent a red envelope. When she opened it, she saw that it was 8888 yuan.

Wang Mo's eyes brightened and he replied: "Thank you, sister!"

Xu Mengqi smiled sweetly and said, "Just because I said to you, sister, the red envelope is worth it."

……

After dinner.

Wang Qiuren left home in a hurry again.

more than an hour later.

Wang Qiuren returned home and called Wang Mo and Hao Mingxing with a serious expression: "Xiao Hao, Mo'er, I just went to the village committee for a meeting and got some news."

Wang Mo: "What news?"

Wang Qiuren said: "After their defeat today in Lianhe Village, they had no intention of giving up. Instead, they were preparing to save face the next day. We found out some inside information. Lianhe Village is planning to send Zheng Guoyun as a representative to challenge us tomorrow."

Wang Mo asked: "Who is Zheng Guoyun? Is he very strong?"

Wang Qiuren said: "This man is a member of the Yuezhou Writers Association, and his literary skills are quite good. His strength is in reciting poems and composing couplets. Especially couplets, this man can almost pick them up from words, and he is particularly good at them. The whole village of Zhengjiacun is very good. For many years, Zheng Guoyun has almost always done all the couplets on weddings and weddings. His couplets have also been published by several domestic magazines. Since he will compete tomorrow, tomorrow's competition will most likely contain the content of the couplets. So..."

Wang Qiuren looked at Hao Mingxing.

"Xiao Hao, I wonder if you are good at couplets? If you are good at it, then I won't worry about it. If you are not good at it, then we in Wangjia Village may be in trouble."

couplet?

Hao Mingxing looked at Wang Mo subconsciously.

Wang Mo already frowned while listening to his father's words.

Because he is really not good at couplets.

Even the classic couplets in my impression are not remembered by many. .

Thinking of this, Wang Mo sank into his mind almost immediately and called out the system: "System, if I want to purchase couplet-related content, how much will it cost?"

I no longer have a treasure chest, so I can only buy it from the system.

System: [500. 】

Wang Mo was shocked: "Are you trying to trick me? Last time I customized a song, you only received 50 yuan from me."

System: [This system has always been fair and impartial, and there is no possibility of cheating the host.Because the last customization of the host was just a song.The content related to the couplets purchased by the host this time is a collection of all the classic couplets in China dating back 5000 years.Its value has far exceeded the value of a song.Comprehensive assessment: 500 million is a fair number. 】

When Wang Mo heard this, although he felt that the system was still a trap, he could not find a reason to refute it.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Buy!"

Fortunately, I have been making money faster and faster recently, and I already have more than 800 million in my bank account. Otherwise, I really wouldn't be able to afford it.

But after buying it, it seems that the decoration of my villa will be postponed again.

The system sound sounded instantly:

[After deducting 500 million, congratulations to the host for winning the "China Versus United Collection". 】

until this moment.

Wang Mo's heart dropped.

now.

Seeing that Hao Mingxing had not responded for a long time, Wang Qiuren asked again: "Xiao Hao, are you good at couplets?"

Hao Mingxing coughed and looked at Wang Mo: "Should I be good at it, or should I be bad at it?"

Wang Mo rubbed his brows: "Brother Xing, you are a student at Xilou, so you must be good at everything."

Hao Mingxing then smiled and said to Wang Qiuren: "Good at it!"

When Wang Qiuren heard this, he immediately showed joy: "In this case, I will leave it to you again, Xiao Hao, for tomorrow's game."

Hao Mingxing smiled and nodded: "Uncle Wang, please rest assured."

Isn't it just handing over a blank piece of paper?

How difficult can it be?