Sun Yongming narrowed his eyes, somewhat suspicious: "Are you so kind?"

An Chen blinked and said seriously, "Director Fan just said that the first episode of going to Shiming Village is to promote the scenery there, so that the elderly can be treated well and the children can have parents to rely on. I want to learn from him."

Although I don’t know why An Chen suddenly mentioned this, Director Fan was very moved by these words.

Sun Yongming asked: "So?"

An Chen said calmly, "Teacher Sun, you are old, I should respect the old and love the young. And you are so old, you have to save face. If you lose and make a scene, we, the younger generation, will be embarrassed to win against an old man like you, so I am willing to exchange teammates with you."

An Chen spoke seriously, feeling that he had been very thoughtful, but his words made Sun Yongming so angry that he was about to get fumes out of his head.

Sun Yongming took two steps forward and angrily said, "You, a young man, do you know how to be polite? Who are you calling old?"

An Chen sat in a wheelchair, took two steps back and said, "Don't you like people calling you old? I thought you would like the word old very much."

Director Fan saw that the atmosphere was not right, so he quickly stepped forward to smooth things over and said, "Who would be liked to be called old? Anchen, you have learned how to make jokes now, haha."

An Chen said: "I'm not kidding. You see, he used to like to say 'old senior' and 'old actor'. I really thought he used the word 'old' because he liked it."

Sun Yongming was so angry that his face was throbbing and turned red.

An Chen pursed his lips and said, "Teacher Sun, you don't like the word 'old' now, so what word do you like? I'll talk more about it later."

Feng Qingyue coughed twice and stepped forward to stop him, saying, "Anchen, quickly apologize to Teacher Sun. You can't say that about Senior Sun."

An Chen pulled Duan Xingyu over and asked in a low voice: "Was what I said just now wrong? He clearly said it himself."

Duan Xingyu said: "He calls himself a senior just to show off his status and put pressure on us. But you say it's a bit weird and he's insulting us." But he felt good listening to it.

An Chen feels that being a human being is so difficult. How many different meanings can the same words have?

Seeing Sun Yongming's ugly face, An Chen felt that he might really dislike the word old, so he decided to make amends, saying: "I'm sorry, Mr. Sun, I don't think you're old, you're still very young, you haven't even reached the age to receive pension insurance."

Feng Qingyue stroked his forehead, he had tried his best.

Duan Xingyu pinched his thigh hard, and finally he couldn't bear it anymore, so he turned his back, his shoulders shaking violently.

The corners of Fang Kecheng's mouth twitched, and it was unclear whether she was laughing or crying.

She thought about all the sad things that happened to her in the past three years, and even recalled the tragic couples that broke up in the past few years, and only then did she manage not to laugh out loud.

He Yanshu secretly gave a thumbs up. As expected of An Chen, he performed as steadily as ever.

Su Huachen pursed her lips, a little worried that An Chen would offend Sun Yongming by doing this.

[An An, it’s good to comfort you, but don’t comfort me for now. ]

[Haha .... I am dying of laughter at An Chen's words. I am not even old enough to receive pension insurance yet.]

[Yes, if I hadn't told you, I wouldn't have discovered it. Sun Yongming is only in his fifties, and Teacher Feng is one year older than him, but neither of them takes advantage of their age like he does.]

[I've said it before, An Chen is a very soft but tough guy. ]

[Every time I see An Chen talking, I feel a faint sense of madness. ]

[Alas, for a moment I didn’t know whether I should sympathize with Sun Yongming.]

Sun Yongming took two deep breaths and tried hard to suppress his emotions.

Jiang Zhong is not here. As an old man, it would be embarrassing for me to talk to a junior like An Chen with my status.

After Sun Yongming calmed down, he said, "I won't talk to you. From now on, shut up."

An Chen asked: "Are you still changing your teammates?"

Sun Yongming was so angry that his face trembled twice. He tried to control his emotions and said, "No."

After what he said, how could I put my face aside if I still changed?

Bah, where is the face to be put?

An Chen had distorted the meaning of the words.

An Chen turned his wheelchair and took two steps back, and said in a calm and gentle voice: "Teacher Sun, then you..."

Sun Yongming said irritably: "Can you please stop calling me? Why are you so talkative?"

An Chen whispered, "I just want to remind you, please don't spit when you talk, it's all over my face."

After thinking for a while, An Chen pointed at the flower cake next to him and said, "You even sprayed on the flower cake."

Sun Yongming: “…”

An Chen said: "Since you don't want to listen to me, then I will tell the live broadcast room. When you have time to watch the replay later, pay attention."

When An Chen turned his wheelchair, Sun Yongming quickly stepped forward and held down his wheelchair. His expression was so ugly that he said, "There is no need to repeat this kind of thing... I heard it."

Obviously, An Chen's words still had an impact on him. Even though Sun Yongming was extremely angry, he did not speak loudly to prevent himself from spitting again.

He Yanshu, who was originally watching the show, withdrew his smile when he heard An Chen's words.

That slightly evil face showed distress and a bit of displeasure.

Because the plate of flower cakes that Sun Yongming spit on was made by him.

I'm drooling all over it, so I naturally can't sell this plate of flower cakes.

He was in a group with Duan Xingyu. The flower cakes made by Duan Xingyu were not tasty to begin with, and now there was one plate less of cakes he made.

Duan Xingyu felt an unfriendly gaze coming from the side, and when he turned his head, he saw He Yanshu's gloomy smile and thought of this man's previous madness.

She was so scared that she quickly retreated behind An Chen and shouted at him: "What are you looking at? I will never like you even if you keep looking at me. Don't even think about it."

He Yanshu smiled cynically and said, "I'm not interested in you."

Duan Xingyu said: "I don't believe you."

He was thinking about kissing me before he lost interest. Who knows, this guy might be planning something bad and wants me to let my guard down.

I am so unlucky. Why am I in the same team with He Yanshu?

He Yanshu was speechless when he saw Duan Xingyu's stupid look. He didn't understand why he was drawn to be in the same team with him.

Su Huachen saw the conversation between the two people over there, narrowed his eyes slightly, and quickly looked away.

Director Fan quickly stepped forward and said, "If everyone has no problem with this, we'll take our stuff to the market."

An Chen raised his hand and said, "I have a question. Director Fan, can you please give me a towel or wet wipes? I need to wipe my face."

Director Fan: “…”

Sun Yongming: “…” This guy is determined to embarrass himself, right?

Fang Kecheng tried hard to suppress the corners of his mouth. An Chen was really Sun Yongming's nemesis.

Duan Xingyu rolled his eyes and said, "Dad, your son is here to show his filial piety to you. Let me wipe your face."

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