Dedicated to the unfathomable gold master

340

"Mr. Bai... What are you doing for me?" Zheng He was a little surprised. The apartment he lived in was located in the city center and the environment of the community was very good. The monthly rent alone was thousands of dollars. He had a small calculation in his mind. , How much is Mr. Bai's sudden gift worth?

Mr. Bai smiled: "Have you forgotten, today is my birthday."

Zheng He was startled, and felt his conscience was condemned instantly, and said, "Oh, I... I haven't forgotten, but I haven't had time to tell you yet."

Mr. Bai said: "It's okay, it's just my birthday."

"How can I do it..." Zheng He suddenly felt that the thin stack of paper in his hand was very heavy, and said, "Mr. Bai, you are so kind to me. I didn't give you anything for your birthday, but you still gave me Gift!"

Mr. Bai's smile remained unchanged: "Birthday is just an excuse, it doesn't matter."

Does that mean, is it important to give me presents?

Zheng He was even more moved.

340 one

Cheng Shao is a very magical toilet star.

After staying away from Zheng He, he originally thought that his fate as a toilet star was over, but who knew——

People are not as good as the sky.

He was locked in the toilet with Producer Song.

"Hey?" Producer Song held the doorknob with one hand and pushed the door with the other: "Why... why can't this be opened?"

"What?" Young Master Cheng also came up to help push the door open, the two of them had been busy for a long time, but the door was still motionless.

Producer Song was not blocked by the toilet, and stood at the door looking at Cheng Shao very helplessly.

Cheng Shao sat on the toilet and complained: "I said don't come in here, you have to listen, this time it's okay, even if someone opens the door to save us later and sees two men crowded into a single room, I see you How to say!"

Producer Song pretended to be innocent: "What's wrong with two men going to the bathroom together? We're still in bed together."

Cheng Shao pinched Producer Song's face and performed a 360-five-degree rotation: "What is your face made of? Steel?"

Producer Song's face was ravaged into a steamed bun, but he still looked at Cheng Shao affectionately: "For you, I would rather replace my lifeblood with steel."

"Why did you change that place?" Cheng Shao stopped his movements.

"Long-lasting!" Song Producer replied with a smile, and got a slap X1 from Cheng Shao.

340 two

Before Momo went abroad, the last variety show was broadcast, and he specially made a long-distance call to let Zheng He watch it.

Zheng He was puzzled: "What do I watch your show? Did you let me watch your face? Tsk tsk, I really didn't expect you to be such a narcissistic person."

[You think I am you, you also went up that issue, so I called to tell you. 】"I went up too?" Zheng He was puzzled. Since he followed Mr. Bai, he had only a handful of job opportunities. Except for the announcement of "Spring Tribulation", he didn't seem to have appeared on the same stage with Momo.

Momo said: [I won't chat with you now, there is still something to do here, and you will understand what's going on in time! ] "Hey! Wait!"

The phone hangs up.

Zheng He felt even more strange. Every time Momo talked to him, it took 15 minutes to get the bottom line. What happened this time?Hang up after a few words?His intuition must have something to do with that show.

Mr. Bai went to work, and Zheng He didn't feel like staying at home alone. He thought about it and decided to turn on the TV.

Momo's company is in Hong Kong, so this variety show is TVB's. Friends in the industry know that TVB is more open than the mainland, and many programs that are cheating don't give scripts to the artists before they start, and everything is performed on the spot.Zheng He began to worry whether Momo said something that should not be said.

The show begins.The first 15 minutes were uneventful, the artists and hosts were promoting the new drama normally, and Momo sat quietly among a bunch of artists, not attracting attention.

When the game session came, the hostess pulled Momo out, and Zheng He's heart began to twitch.

The hostess asked: "Momo, you are good friends with the leading actor in a very popular drama now, can you guess who this friend is?"

Momo looked puzzled: "I still have such a friend?"

Maybe the director team didn't expect Momo's IQ to be so low. The male host came up to pull back the topic: "Haha, Momo, you really know how to joke. We all know about this! Tell me, he is—" He Passing the microphone to the auditorium, the audience applauded and shouted: "Zheng He!"

Zheng He, who was sitting on the sofa, blushed suddenly.

The show was still going on, and the hostess started bombarding Momo with the topic of 'Zheng He' as if she had taken the wrong medicine. From how the two met, to the emotional interaction between them, etc. Momo told the color of Zheng He's underwear every night, and Momo was no match for four hands, and finally fell under the pomegranate skirt of the hostess, turning Zheng He upside down.

Seeing that Momo really had nothing to say, the hostess said, "Next, let's enter our call session! Momo, please open your phone's address book."

Momo picked up the phone, and the big screen at the back showed that he had opened the address book.

The host continued: "Next, please turn to the last person in the address book."

Momo's fingers moved, and the screen zoomed in on his mobile phone, clearly displaying the words: Zheng He.

The artists next to her laughed, and Momo also shook her shoulders.

The hostess said: "Haha, Zheng He...who gave your surname Zheng? Z starts."

Zheng He seemed to have predicted the next plot, and couldn't help but look ashamed.

340 three

The host collected questions from the audience below, and the photographer helped to make a call.

First question: who am I?

【Hello?Why are you calling so late? ] Zheng He's voice on the other end of the phone was full of sleepiness.

Momo stiffened her body and said, "Zheng He...well, who am I?"

【What?You have amnesia, why is this problem so…]

"Speak quickly."

【Aren't you Momo? 】

The second question: If your mother and I fall into the water at the same time, who do you save?

Momo covered her phone and mouthed to the host. The cameraman pulled his face closer, and the editor added fonts for him: What kind of problem is this! ?

The host was already laughing so hard that he was asked to continue asking questions.

Momo said: "Zheng He, let me ask you something, if your mother and I fell into the water at the same time, who would you save?"

[Of course it is to save my mother,] Zheng He said unceremoniously, and added: "Your water skills are obviously better than mine, why do you ask me to save you?"

The audience sighed in disappointment.

Finally came the last question. When the host showed the whiteboard, several of them couldn't hold back their laughter.

There are three big characters clearly written on it: I love you.

Momo didn't speak for 3 minutes. Under the double pressure from the director and manager, he said: "Zheng He...I love you."

【Ha ha!Did you take the wrong medicine tonight?Okay, I love it too...] Before Zheng He finished speaking, a deep, magnetic male voice came out from the phone, 'he' questioned Momo: [What did you say? 】Momo turned pale in an instant, and hung up the phone quickly.

The entire studio fell silent.

For the next 10 minutes, the hosts launched a fierce attack around the man next to Zheng He.