Passing the air top flow with the baby to chase the husband

In the remote Yunjia Village, the drizzle was falling like silk.

Large and small machines were set up in the village, and the "village head" of "What Are You Going to, Dad" stood at the entrance of the village with a microphone, waiting for the guests to arrive while reading the script.

Because it is a live broadcast, "What Are You Going to, Dad" opened a total of six live broadcast rooms, one for each of the five guests, and one for the general perspective.

At present, only the village head can be seen in the six live broadcast rooms, and some people poured into the live broadcast room one after another.

—— "Hurry up, announce the list of guests soon, and you won't be afraid to cover up the smell."

——"I want to vomit just thinking about the possibility of paying for it."

——"It is said that there is a Nianshi Building, I want to see if this melon is real."

——"It's impossible to think about it with your toes. What's the benefit of that guy from Nianshilou coming over? Is it helping the poor?"

——"The marketing account has already deduced who the guests are based on the itineraries of all the stars. Has your village just connected to the Internet?"

——"The No. [-] live broadcast room was made public. It's Fu Yicheng and his twin, who almost made him more popular just now. I was so scared that I quickly changed the live broadcast room."

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Fu Yicheng took the bluetooth invisible earphone that Mustache handed him, put it in his ear, and followed the instructions of the program team and stood in the waiting area.

Fu Yicheng had never participated in a variety show, and faced so many cameras for the first time in his life, he was actually a little nervous inside, so he could only try to relax his body to calm himself down.

Xiao Xizi was hugged by Fu Yicheng, with her small face leaning on his shoulder, she muttered in a soft voice: "A lot of people are staring at us."

Mustache's voice came from the earphones: "Hello? Can you hear me? What are you doing standing there? Other guests will be coming soon, so you can interact with the child first."

Fu Yicheng didn't know how to interact at all, he patted Xiao Xizi's head twice, then squeezed Xiao Linzi's face, thought for a while, and squatted down: "Why don't dad tell you two stories?"

Before the story started, a middle-aged man with a square face came over leading a thin little boy. Fu Yicheng heard the voice of the mustache in the earphone again: "This is Gu Nanchen and his son, Little Pumpkin. Gu Nanchen's wife is Nian Shilou's sister, who likes to set up upright and criticizing people on Weibo, so be careful. Little Pumpkin is five years old."

Barrage:

——"Nian Shilou brother-in-law?"

——"If you don't have Nian Shilou, just look at Nian Shilou's nephew."

"Hi Mr. Gu, hello Little Pumpkin." Fu Yicheng greeted with a smile, "This is my son Xiao Linzi and daughter Xiao Xizi, you two come to meet Uncle Gu and brother Little Pumpkin."

Gu Nanchen nodded towards Fu Yicheng with a stern face, Xiao Linzi, Xiao Xizi and Little Pumpkin greeted each other shyly.

Fu Yicheng felt that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, so he asked, "Where did Mr. Gu come from?"

Gu Nanchen didn't answer, but said sternly to Little Pumpkin: "In the past, stand in front of your uncle and aunt, and recite the three hundred Tang poems you just learned."

The little pumpkin was thin and flimsy, and he didn't seem very courageous. He glanced at Gu Nanchen hesitantly, then walked to the front of the program group with both hands and feet, bowed deeply, and began to recite Tang poems with a slightly trembling voice.

Fu Yicheng & program group: "..."

Barrage: "...I seem to have seen me performing in front of my seven aunts and eight aunts during the Chinese New Year."

Fu Yicheng felt sorry for Little Pumpkin's trembling and thin body, looked at Xiao Linzi who was calmly reading a storybook next to him, and asked in a discussing tone: "How about? You too?"

"What an embarrassment." Xiao Linzi protested unwillingly.

Fu Yixin thought it would be fine, but Xiao Linzi closed the book and walked to the little pumpkin, the little pumpkin recited a sentence, and Xiao Linzi translated a sentence in English, and from time to time he could mention a word to the little pumpkin.

Just as he was carrying it, an older-looking father walked over with a girl in a princess dress in his arms. Fu Yicheng's earphones rang again: "This is Mu Yanyan, an opera artist, and his daughter, Xiao Mousse. , Teacher Mu must go to the Spring Festival Gala every year, and little Musi is four years old, one month older than the two."

Barrage:

——"Mr. Mu is 55 years old, right? Is your daughter so young?"

—— "Who? Looks familiar?"

—— "I want to call my grandparents to see! Their idol!"

Mu Yanyan came forward with his daughter in his arms, and smiled brightly: "Hey, this is the show, baby, do you want to dance for everyone?"

Little Mousse's voice is the same as her name, and she is sweet and coquettish: "I don't want it, princesses don't dance, princesses just need to learn to wear beautiful princess dresses."

"Okay, baby, if you don't act, you won't act." Mu Yanyan laughed happily, and kissed little Mousse hard on the face.

Fu Yicheng heard the resentment of the mustache in the earphones: "Look at their interactions..."

Xiao Xizi pouted at the side: "I want it too, Dad."

Fu Yicheng: "Do you want to kiss?"

"No." Xiao Xizi shook her head, "I want her princess dress too."

Fu Yicheng: "..."

Barrage:

——"Congratulations to Xiao Xizi for successfully planting grass and wearing a set of little mousse."

——"This little Xizi likes green tea."

——"It's too much hostile to children, you can see green tea at such a young age."

Then a young and handsome boy ran over with a handsome little boy under his arm, and shouted as he ran, "Hello everyone, I am Xing Zixuan, the intern father of the DRA group! Hello, Teacher Mu! Hello, Mr. Gu! Hello, Senior Fu!"

The barrage immediately boiled:

——"Ah, my Zixuan."

——"The whirlwind spinning top is online!"

——"If you don't understand, just ask, why is it called Whirlwind Spinning Top?"

"This is Xing Zixuan, an idol from the 909 draft. He is in the same company as you. He is very popular. His son is a popular child star of a certain treasure. His name is Ge Zixuan, and he is usually called Xiao Zixuan. He is five years old." Fu Yicheng listened again without any surprise. It's time for Moustache's commentary.

Xing Zixuan put Xiao Zixuan down, bowed to everyone and the program crew, and then panted and explained with his hands on his hips: "I'm not late, I'm sorry I was blocked for a while when I got out of the airport."

"Why are you running?" Xiao Zixuan fiddled with his hair in dissatisfaction, "My hair is all messed up. I had a perm for three hours yesterday."

"Hey you kid." Xing Zixuan stretched out his hand and scratched Xiao Zixuan's head indiscriminately, "I ran so far with you in my arms, what did I say? Hurry up and say hello to your uncle and younger siblings, and be polite."

Xiao Zixuan politely greeted everyone.

Xing Zixuan looked at Xiao Linzi and Little Pumpkin, wondering: "Oh, do you have to show off your talents? Then let me perform a somersault for everyone."

Before Fu Yicheng and the others could deny it, they saw Xing Zixuan doing five somersaults on the spot, whistling with wind.

Everyone: "..."

Barrage:"……"

What else can I do, just smile and applaud.

Not to be outdone, Xiao Zixuan said, "Then let me perform a street dance for everyone."

Xing Zixuan cooperatively took out his mobile phone, quickly clicked on the song to play, and then the two of them played the music every time, like a large and a small two spinning tops, spinning and jumping non-stop.

As soon as the song was over, the last group of guests came rushing over. A handsome man with peach blossom eyes led a somewhat ordinary-looking little boy over.

The barrage exploded in an instant:

—— "It's my Shushu! Shushu looks so mama!"

——"Big Fu Yicheng and Small Fu Yicheng, it's worth seeing."

——"Don't cue, is this title okay? My Shushu is beautiful alone."

"This is called Shu Moyuan. You used to belong to the company. Do you have three points similar to you? He was excavated under the name of 'Campus Fucheng'. Now Xindi Entertainment is heavily promoting him. Everything you used to have The resources were also given to him, and now he is the one who replaces you as the new top class, do you remember Mr. Shen who met you in the hospital earlier? Mr. Shen’s sweetheart is also him, he is your former rival in love, and your always-on opponent." Mustache's dignified voice came from the earphones, "That child is Hua Mu'er's son Hua Xiaobao, the girl's baby who was broadcast live in the kindergarten a while ago, four and a half years old."

Fu Yicheng didn't have time to digest the information, so he was forced to greet Shu Moyuan with a smile.

"Hi everyone." Fu Yicheng could hear that Shu Moyuan's voice was somewhat similar to his own, but it was much softer than his own, "I'm Gu Moyuan, an intern dad, and I'm very happy to be part of this program. Come on, Xiaobao, let's talk to you Say hello, everyone."

Although Hua Xiaobao looks average, he is wearing a small suit and has yellow curly hair on his head. He is a bit cute. He must be a little nervous, so he stammered and said, "Big... Hello everyone, I... My name is Hua Little Treasure."

"Don't be afraid." Shu Moyuan knelt down and picked up Hua Xiaobao, patted him on the back, and smiled apologetically at everyone.

With the sound of folk music, the village head came out.

The village chief quickly finished reading the advertisement and the rules in front of everyone, and said slyly: "The next step is the fixed link. Guess what it is?"

Xiao Zixuan raised his hand: "Choose a house!"

"No." The village head said mysteriously, "Yes... hand in the toys!"

"I didn't bring any of them!"

"The village head, I already knew about it, so I left it at home."

"Hahaha everyone knows about the village chief."

"Okay." The village chief coughed twice, "Then let's choose a house after the inspection."