My singer girlfriend is super fierce.

The program on TV continued to be broadcast, but Liu Wenshu's attention was no longer on the contestants' competition.

The program camera seemed to understand what the young audience wanted to see very well, and the camera frequently cut to the two special guests, Ye Zhiqiu and Yu Caiwei.

After all, it was pleasing to the eyes.

Every time at this time, Liu Wenshu's eyes, like radar searchlights, scanned the two people.

"Hey, Old Yu." Liu Wenshu suddenly said, "Have you noticed that these two children seem to have a tacit understanding."

"Look at Weiwei's little eyes, I can't understand it as a mother, but Xiaoye nodded."

"......" Yu Zhengdao remained silent and continued to watch TV.

The program continued, and when it came to the demonstration of the rules of Feihualing, Ye Zhiqiu's "sexy operation" once again shocked the audience.

The Yu family couple was really shocked. Can they play like this?

Although the two are not professionals, they can probably know how difficult this is.

As she watched, Liu Wenshu couldn't help but say, "In my opinion, Xiaoye is really good."

"He has great talent and looks good. It's hard to find young people like him now. What do you think, Old Yu?"

Yu Zhengdao was silent for a moment. His father's insistence made him reluctant to give up. He said, "Don't worry, let's wait and see..."

Liu Wenshu snorted and said, "What are you waiting for? I think Xiaoye is pretty good. Not only did he come up with ideas on the show, he also gave you money."

Yu Zhengdao couldn't help but retort, "It's a matter of money! We don't lack this thing in our family."

"What I mean is... I don't object to them being together, but it's too early to say anything else now. After all, we don't have much time to get to know each other. It's better to observe their character more..."

After opening the conversation box, Liu Wenshu continued.

"Let's not talk about money. I think they earn enough for themselves, but we are still there."

"Xiaoye is not only good-looking and talented, but Weiwei likes him."

"You had so many business partners' sons and grandsons before, and they all had feelings for Weiwei. Logically, they were all very good, but Weiwei didn't have any feelings for any of them. She just didn't resist Xiaoye at all."

"In my opinion, those young people can't compare to Xiaoye. They all became CEOs and vice presidents at a young age. It's not certain if they didn't have the family background. But Xiaoye made it all by himself. He is very good."

Speaking of this, even Yu Zhengdao couldn't help but nod slightly.

He himself started from scratch, which is also what he particularly admired about Ye Zhiqiu.

Suddenly, Liu Wenshu lowered her voice and said mysteriously, "Amei told me that Weiwei didn't go back to the school dormitory next semester. Now she lives directly in Binjiang Bay. She also gave the empty apartment opposite to Xiaoye..."

"They live next door to each other, Old Yu, do you think the two young people are in a relationship?"

Yu Zhengdao snorted coldly. Of course he knew about this.

If he didn't agree at the beginning, could he let the two young people live next door to each other?

Although he didn't want to accept the fact that his daughter, who had been in his hands for more than 20 years, was going to be taken away by a pig, Yu Zhengdao was open-minded after all, and didn't stop the two young people from letting things develop naturally.

"Hey, call my daughter and ask what she's doing now."

As Liu Wenshu spoke, she picked up the phone directly.

Yu Zhengdao couldn't help but say, "It's almost ten o'clock. Let's talk about it tomorrow."

Liu Wenshu kept moving her fingers and muttered, "Ten o'clock is nothing. I've seen that little girl sometimes holding her phone and chatting and not wanting to go to bed at twelve o'clock."

The number was dialed, and the ringing sounded for several seconds. When Liu Wenshu thought that Yu Caiwei had really fallen asleep, the call was connected.

"Um..."

"Hello... Mom?"

The voice from her daughter on the other end of the phone was no longer as cold as usual, and was slightly hoarse with a hint of laziness.

Liu Wenshu was startled and asked, "Weiwei, where are you?"

"Your voice doesn't sound right. Do you have a cold?"

At this time, in Huahaibin Jiangwan Community.

Ye Zhiqiu heard the first sound after Yu Caiwei answered the phone, and quickly stopped "playing" with Yu Caiwei's crystal feet.

But he didn't dare to mess around, it would be bad if he caused any misunderstanding.

Ye Zhiqiu stopped moving, the mist in Yu Caiwei's eyes dissipated a little, and her voice gradually recovered.

"No, I was just... soaking my feet." Yu Caiwei asked curiously: "Mom, it's so late, what's the matter?"

"It's good to soak your feet. Pay attention to rest and don't get tired." Liu Wenshu reminded her and continued: "Nothing, didn't I just watch the program "China Poetry Conference"? "

"Those two songs are really sungOkay, I called you to tell you this."

"Hey, Weiwei, when you see Xiaoye, thank him on behalf of the company."

"Xiaoye's two songs are amazing. Your dad said that Huayu's advertisement is worth it."

Liu Wenshu's voice came clearly. Ye Zhiqiu stopped and smiled, winking at Yu Caiwei.

Your mother praised me!

Yu Caiwei rolled her eyes coquettishly and continued to chat with Liu Wenshu.

"Okay, I know."

Yu Caiwei pouted and said coquettishly: "Mom, why don't you praise me? I also contributed."

"Hi! Weiwei, you sing well, but the main credit is the song written by Xiaoye."

Liu Wenshu casually said, "When will you ask Xiaoye to come to your house to play? I didn't talk enough last time when I asked him for an autograph. "

It would have been fine if Liu Wenshu hadn't said anything, but once she did, Yu Caiwei remembered the last New Year's commercial performance.

My own mother actually told this blockhead about her ugly handwriting!

Yu Caiwei made an excuse: "The company has been very busy recently, so I don't have the time."

Liu Wenshu said: "Why are you so busy? It won't take a few days to come and have fun."

"I'll talk to Wenrui and ask him not to arrange so many things for you..."

"Okay, Mom!" Yu Caiwei said hurriedly, "Let's talk about it when we have a chance. I'm going to take a shower first. Bye, good night~! "

After saying that, Yu Caiwei hung up the phone without waiting for Liu Wenshu's response.

The living room returned to silence. Ye Zhiqiu was about to make a few jokes, but when he met Yu Caiwei's eyes, he accurately caught the shame and anger in her eyes and decisively shut his mouth.

There is murderous intent!

Yu Caiwei snorted, lay on the sofa, stuffed her feet into Ye Zhiqiu's arms, and said in a muffled voice.

"Continue!"

On the second day of the broadcast of the "China Poetry Conference", everyone still underestimated the influence of this phenomenal program.

The ratings of the previous night were announced, and the first broadcast had a ratings of 4.56%!

Moreover, it was only the traditional TV channels, and those watched through the Internet channels were not counted!

For this terrible data, netizens still didn't think it was a big deal, but in the industry it was like an earthquake, and the whole network was in an uproar.