A doctor who can't cook is not a good actor

Meng Yuejiao asked tremblingly, "What does this mean?"

Liu Wenhan looked at her: "It's hard to say."

Meng Yuejiao's face turned pale: "It's over, I won't be kicked out of the crew, will I?"

Everyone looked at her sympathetically.

Meng Yuejiao was about to cry. She was in a daze for a while, and suddenly pulled Liu Wenhan: "No, you have to help me find a way, or I will confess to you together later."

The women's toilet immediately exploded: "Xiao Meng, you are going too far, right?"

"Standing in the same boat through thick and thin! No matter who told you to see me go to the wrong toilet, you didn't remind me!"

Everyone fell silent, but Liu Wenhan said, "Why don't you find Han Qian later."

Meng Yuejiao looked at her hopefully: "Han Qian? Is it useful to find him?"

Liu Wenhan spread his hands: "Otherwise, who do you talk to? Han Qian is famous in the circle for his good temper, not to mention that he is the only one among these few people who can listen to you."

"You will burst into tears at that time, and promise him that you will never spread it. You are a girl, and he can't be too low-key."

Meng Yuejiao nodded obediently, and Liu Wenhan took her hand and told her, "Remember, Han Qian must personally say that he won't pursue it."

Han Qian calmly sat in the box drinking a drink, Sheng Hongxi saw that he was neither arrogant nor impetuous, endured it and finally leaned over again: "What do you think they are doing now?"

Han Qian glanced at him squintingly, sat upright, and only raised one hand to rest on his shoulder. It seemed that the two brothers looked good, but in fact they used their hands as a boundary to keep them separated.

Then he poked Sheng Hongxi unceremoniously and motioned him to look at the door. Xie Junyi pushed the door open and walked in.

Han Qian put down his hand and showed him the phone he was typing: "Guess how unhappy Xie Junyi is now."

Sheng Hongxi didn't understand the schadenfreude, until Xie Junyi sat beside him in embarrassment.

If it weren't for the scruples about future cooperation, Han Qian would probably laugh out loud.Damn it, if it was a grade test, Fei Nansheng would definitely get a tenth grade.With Sheng Hongxi's understanding of Fei Nansheng, Xie Junyi, who conspired with him, felt uncomfortable sending him up.

Thinking of his history of blood and tears, Han Qian felt an inexplicable sense of superiority.This is probably the person in love, even if he knows his sweetheart a little better than others, he is proud enough.

He lifted the water glass to his lips to hide a smile that almost blurted out.

Sheng Hongxi and Xie Junyi exchanged a look, and Sheng Hongxi knew that the plan had failed.He looked at Xie Junyi in disbelief, expressing his surprise with his eyes.Xie Junyi's face was dimmed by the lights in the private room, and he didn't know which grandson was singing: "Love is not something you can buy if you want it." He sang his face directly into green.

Han Qian finally burst out laughing, and shouted insincerely at the two people with different expressions: "I think of something fun, don't mind."

This is really not a suitable place to talk, so Sheng Hongxi had no choice but to keep his doubts in his heart.Seeing Xie Junyi's return, others took turns to toast and take pictures.In line with the background music's southern accent and northern accent, Xie Junyi had no choice but to take deep breaths again and again to calm himself down.

Fei Nansheng, who didn't know where to hide for peace, finally came back amidst the singing of "A Small Town with Many Stories", and his complexion was much better than before leaving the toilet.Seeing the three people sitting side by side, he hesitated for a moment before walking over.Picking Han Qian's side and sat down.

Xie Junyi has never been humiliated so much since he was sensible. He is used to being admired by the stars and cannot accept being so ignored by Fei Nansheng.Before he came, Sheng Hongxi made a bet with him, using a sports car as a bet on how long it would take him to take care of Fei Nansheng.

The twists and turns between Sheng Hongxi and Han Qian lingered in his heart. He and Sheng Hongxi had the same stink for many years, so he didn't mind doing him a small favor to get rid of Fei Nansheng, who was a stickler.As for the bet, in his opinion, it was the thank you fee that should have been charged.

I didn't expect to hunt geese all the year round, but now I was pecked by geese.

Now it is not a question of bets, nor a question of helping, but a question of one's own charm.Xie Junyi has lived for more than 30 years. Singing, maintenance, and flirting are already the three most important careers in his life.

The story of the small town is finally coming to an end, Xie Junyi glanced at the playlist, immediately got up and said that he wanted to play a song.The God of Songs wanted to show off his voice again, and everyone happily handed over the microphone.

After receiving the microphone, Xie Junyi pressed the pause button: "It's been a long time since I sang a duet." He tilted his head deliberately cute, "Let's pass the flowers, and when I finish the rhythm and stop, who will have this hat?" Who will come up and sing with me, okay?"

He casually picked up a hat on the table and threw it into the crowd, who cheered immediately.

Except for Gu Jianmin and the others who said that they were too old to compete with you young people for welfare, everyone in the room looked very interested.

Xie Junyi turned his eyes to Fei Nansheng from the corner of his eye, and the other party's enthusiasm was more restrained than those old bones.

Han Qian hardly doubted that Xie Junyi and Sheng Hongxi would definitely let the hat rest on Fei Nansheng's hands when they partnered.There is a rumor in Jianghu that Xie Junyi has a kind of racial talent discrimination against people with five tone deafness because he sings so well.

He kept his smirk in his stomach, and secretly helped. When Xie Junyi, who was behind his back, turned his head, it was really Fei Nansheng who was holding the hat that flew from the sky and was at a loss.

"Yo! Nansheng!"

"Nan Sheng!"

I don't know who made the fuss, the crowd chanted Fei Nansheng's name rhythmically, Fei Nansheng couldn't get off the tiger, so he had to reluctantly walk up.

"I do not know how to sing."

"Don't be afraid," someone shouted especially, "No one can sing in front of the God of Songs!"

There is nothing wrong with these words, who can sing better than Xie Junyi?So Fei Nansheng said that it was useless to say that he was tone-deficient, so he had to signal to start.

When the accompaniment sounded, Han Qian silently covered his ears, this is what you asked for.

Fei Nansheng really shocked everyone with his skills. The song "Love in Hiroshima" sounded as if Hiroshima was bombed into a hole by a nuclear bomb. Unformable sea foam.

Xie Junyi thought too beautifully. Someone once summed up the most accurate evaluation of Xie Junyi, "Xie Junyi may be rejected when he is silent, but when he opens his voice, even the gods will sink."Xie Junyi deliberately created a difficult situation for Fei Nansheng, but unexpectedly tied himself into a thief boat. Xie Junyi, who had a unique intuition for intonation when Fei Nansheng sang the first word, knew something was wrong.

However, this is not so good, it is really unexpected.

Fei Nansheng's live performance of the nuclear bomb was over, and there was no sound in the private room except for the accompaniment for a while.Xie Junyi held the microphone, not knowing whether to continue or not.

Han Qian, who was suffering from internal injuries, finally stood up, pinched the accompaniment, and piled up a face full of embarrassment: "My Nansheng, the pitch is not very good. I laughed at me."

None of the people present thought that this would be the case when Fei Nansheng, who usually listened to his voice quite well, added music and singing.Seeing that Han Qian was planning to leave, although it was a pity that he could not hear Xie Junyi singing, compared to continuing to listen to Fei Nansheng's singing voice, regret was also a kind of luck.

"Director Gu, I don't think it's too early, how about..." Han Qian asked Gu Jianmin for his opinion.

Gu Jianmin obviously hasn't slowed down yet: "Ah, ah, ah, okay." He glanced at his watch, "It's getting late, let's go away, and everything, I'm so scared."

Han Qian: "..."

Fei Nansheng followed Han Qian out without saying a word, and Han Qian finally couldn't help asking: "Why are you singing so badly compared to last time?"

"I did my best to sing well last time."

Han Qian nodded knowingly. He recalled the scene in the private room, and suddenly smiled slyly: "Next time someone doesn't like it, why don't you go and sing for him?"

Fei Nansheng opened the car door and sat on it: "I have a black roommate in college. You know they are racially gifted, and they like to rap for nothing, especially when they get an A in the exam."

"I got a B+ once, so..." Fei Nansheng made an expression that you understand, "I listened to his singing for an entire hour, and finally I opened the door and sang a song to him."

Fei Nansheng suddenly laughed: "I probably will never forget his expression at that time in my life."

This was the first time Han Qian heard Fei Nansheng tell his own story. Without Ru Sheng, he looked at Fei Nansheng who was recalling the past, and asked cautiously, "What happened next?"

"Later I had the nickname Lucifer's Singer, and I haven't taken it off until now."

Li Youyi laughed out loud.

"Since then, as long as he makes me unhappy, I will spare time and play a song for him. It is said that it has cast a great shadow on him, and he has long believed that Asians sing so badly."

Han Qian's brain was racing: "So someone messed with you today?"

Fei Nansheng's face gradually turned cold. He didn't intend to answer the question. Seeing Han Qian staring at him intently, he said, "Well, someone made a very nasty joke with me."

Li Youyi subconsciously asked: "Who?"

In exchange for Fei Nansheng's face not to mention it.

Chen Feng, who was driving the car, thought: "What a yellow croaker head."

Han Qian entered the room with his front foot, and his mobile phone received a reminder asking to add a friend.He glanced, it was from the crew.After thinking about it, I passed.

The other party sent a voice message almost immediately, with a crying voice: "Mr. Han, I am Meng Yuejiao from the crew, can I have a few words with you?"

Han Qian listened to it several times before he remembered the girl's appearance. The other party followed up with several messages, each of which was begging Han Qian to meet her. After thinking about it, Han Qian asked the girl to meet at the hotel coffee shop. .He put on the clothes he had taken off, and went to the next door to drag Chen Feng out who was about to sleep.