Iceberg actor gave birth to a mink for me

The tuna does not fall down the fish: Submit for help!My wife gave birth to a puppy, how to explain this problem from a scientific point of view? !

>>Comment: This question is very scientific, why not ask the old Wang's dog next door?

>>>Comment: The dog from the old Wang family next door suggests that you retake the lesson on reproductive isolation in the biology book.

>>Comment: The green dog is a vegetable dog. I have seen this before. Does anyone know what kind of fish is the green fish?

>>>Comment: Are you ignorant, have you never heard of "red carp and green carp and donkey"?Read it a few times if you haven't heard it.

>>Comment: Before every child is born, it may or may not be a dog. This phenomenon is called "Schrödinger's dog".

>>>Comment: Excluding gene mutation, I think the most reasonable scientific explanation for this matter is - gene recombination.

>>Comment: Please save this QR code. If you need rabies vaccine, you can contact Xiuzhen Animal Hospital.

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Di Ying scrolled through the comments, his mind full of barrages of complaints.

These people are talking nonsense and have no constructive opinions at all.

Especially those who read about ethics, if they took a picture of Ling Ji's performance at that time and posted it on the Internet, it is guaranteed that they would not be able to say a word after reading it.

Not only can't say it, but he will kowtow to admit his mistake: I'm sorry, I was wrong, if a tuna doesn't pour a fish, it's a dog's father!

After reading hundreds of comments, Di Ying couldn't find a reasonable explanation. He was regretting why he couldn't think about it and asked Weibo netizens for help. Mr. Science replied to his private message.

>>Mr. Science: My colleagues and I have discussed your situation carefully, and think that from a scientific point of view, there is still more than one possibility to explain it.

Finally, there is a normal person who looks reliable, and Di Ying can't wait to reply.

>>Tuna tuna: Tell me!

>>Mr. Science: The first possibility is that you are in a trick show.

>>Tuna tuna:! ! !

Di Ying was enlightened!

This is the trick show!

What kind of person is most likely to be selected by the prank show?

Of course, it's a handsome, powerful, and popular top-tier male star like him. Who wouldn't want to see such a perfect person make a fool of himself in front of the camera?

As expected of a famous science blogger, even if he doesn't know his true identity, he can hit the nail on the head!

That would explain why everyone is taking it for granted, because everyone that has appeared so far has been - an actor!

There is also a reasonable explanation for the strange products in the supermarket. The reason why he went to that supermarket was originally recommended by Xiao Jia, and Xiao Jia is one of the main NPCs in the show.

Everything has become very logical, and I don't know which program group is so generous that it has contracted the entire supermarket to do the real scene.The last producer who was so aggressive was his father.

Di Ying recalled that every salesman he met yesterday was suspected of being a cameraman in disguise.

All of his unbearable complaints must have been filmed. In a small dark room, the director and director team were laughing at the monitoring screen.

Thinking of such a scene, Di Ying's fist hardened.

Forget about the others, how much did my mother receive to participate in the punishment of his own son?

And Sister Jing, in order to show off her skills in shaping artists, do you want to transform a superstar into a comedian?

"Oops!"

Di Ying sat up suddenly, almost pinching the dimple on his chest.

"Squeak!" Xiao Ao was taken aback, dropped the empty bottle and ran away.

Di Ying had no time to care about Xiao Ao, all she could think about was her previous performance:

Didn't my behavior at the beginning...expose that I really had a one-night stand with someone?And guilty of giving a check as hush money?

Don't think about it, this information must have been betrayed by Sister Jing to the production team, she might really want to force me to change.

——The actor of Virtue and Art Shuangxin turned out to be a scumbag who ran away after sleeping!

——The scumbag turned around and became the best father of the Gu family's favorite child!

Bravo!If the protagonist is not himself, Di Ying really wants to present a lifetime achievement award to the screenwriter who designed such a plot.

No wonder Ling Ji was so poor that he even had to discount the rent, yet he still refused to take his check.

The reason why the dignified movie star accepts this kind of program... is also for money?

Di Ying played back every performance of Ling Ji in his mind, hating and feeling distressed.

This kind of hot chicken show can be fooled casually. Is it necessary to contribute such good acting skills?

Wasn't the reason why he accepted such an absurd setting because he was deceived by Ling Ji's acting skills?

At this point, we must praise the program group, and have a sharp eye for casting.

Most importantly, who can refuse Ling Ji's face?

Not to mention that Ling Ji himself said that he gave birth to a mink for you, even if Ling Ji said that he gave birth to a cockroach, people would rush to recognize it!

Di Ying looked around vigilantly, turning his neck like an African mongoose.

Once you accept this setup, it feels like there are hidden cameras all over the room.

He thought to himself: Di Ying, you have been facing the camera since you were half a year old, this little trick can't help you at all.

Want to see me make a fool of myself?Heh, I will let you know today that it is absolutely impossible for me, the Painted Shadow King, to collapse!

Ling Ji washed up and went downstairs, and found that the dining table was full of high-end western food.

Di Ying, dressed in formal attire for a banquet, was sitting at a corner of the dining table, pouring red wine into a goblet.

Hearing footsteps, Di Ying raised his eyelids slightly: "Morning."

Ling Ji: "..."

Xiao Ao heard the movement, ran out, and happily jumped on Ling Ji.

"Squeak."

Ling Ji hugged Xiao Ao, staring at Di Ying suspiciously.

"What are you doing?"

Di Ying gracefully shook the wine glass.

"Can't you see it? Of course I'm enjoying breakfast. Oh, yes."

Di Ying put down his wine glass, got up, went around to the other side of the table, and pulled out a chair.

"Please sit down."

"..."

Ling Ji sat down in front of him with eyes like looking crazy.

Di Ying picked up the dimple in his arms with two fingers, and precisely threw it into the baby chair beside him.

"Sir, this is your valet service."

Xiaoao fell headfirst into the baby chair, planing vigorously with her two hind paws in mid-air, and the plastic chair back was scratched by it.

Ling Ji watched him return to his place.

"Do you usually have such ostentation at home?"

Di Ying raised his wine glass and licked the corners of his lips: "It's just a little ordinary daily life."

He sipped the red wine and subconsciously looked for the camera under the cover of the wine glass.

I don't know where the stand is, and whether I have captured my perfect angle.

Forget it, it doesn't matter where I am, who made me a 360-degree man with no dead ends.

The delicious food on the table was full of aromas, and Xiao Ao climbed out of the baby chair and jumped onto the table.

"Xiao Ao! Don't go to the table, it's impolite!"

Ling Ji's words didn't have any effect, Xiaoao aimed at the baked snail and stretched out his claws.

"Xiao Ao!" Ling Ji just stood up and was pushed back to his seat. Di Ying came to him again at some point.

"Let me do it." Di Ying deliberately softened his voice. He usually takes the cool boy route, and occasionally uses this voice to talk about love in movies, and fans are screaming that their ears are pregnant.

Di Ying gently hugged Xiaoao, pulled up the tablecloth, and helped him wipe off the sauce dipped on his paws.

While wiping it, I looked at it with eyes full of love, thinking: I don’t know if the camera has captured this heavy father’s love, and the contrasting tenderness of this man’s cool and handsome appearance.

Ling Ji looked at the empty chair opposite, and then at Di Ying beside him.

"How did you come here just now?"

Di Ying squinted: "Huh?"

"You shouldn't be called Di Ying, you should be called Shifting Shadows."

"Heh," Di Ying lowered her head and chuckled again, "It's only been a day since you lived together, and you've already learned how to complain about me. This is really, close to Zhu Zhechi."

Ling Ji didn't want to talk to him anymore, picked up the tableware, and was at a loss what to do with the sun egg in front of him.

Di Ying caught his hesitation: "You don't seem to be used to knives and forks."

Ling Ji clapped his hands, and it sounded like he was forcibly pulling his respect to Di Ying: "I prefer Chinese food."

Di Ying put down Xiao Ao, and his voice became softer: "I really can't do anything with you, let me do it."

He took the knife and fork from Ling Ji's hand, carefully looked at the half-cooked egg on the plate for a moment, then turned his head and elegantly cut a slice of ham.

"Open your mouth."

Ling Ji opened his mouth obediently and let Di Ying feed the slice of ham into his mouth.

Di Ying wanted to know if he was required to cooperate so much in the agreement he signed?

If the chosen leading actor wasn't him, would Ling Ji cooperate so obediently with the performance?

Ling Ji chewed slowly, the way he ate was indeed as noble as his temperament.

Di Ying waited for him to swallow before asking, "How does it taste?"

Following his example, Ling Ji picked up the corner of the napkin and wiped his mouth.

"Although the taste is good, I always worry about being infected."

"What do you mean?"

"You seem to have some kind of disease."

"..."

Di Ying pushed aside the tableware that was in the way, half sat and half leaned against the table, hugged Xiao Ao on his lap, and stroked its fur.

"Ling Ji, it's better to hit the sun than to choose the day. I have an important matter in life that I want to discuss with you."

Ling Ji glanced at the small hole in his hand: "Say it."

"Actually, what I want to ask is..." Di Ying stared at the other party with sincere and hot eyes, "What kind of animal do you like for the second child?"

Ling Ji:?

Before he could answer, Di Ying proposed: "I like little raccoons, do you know little raccoons? Reddish brown, furry—"

"That's the little panda."

"..." Di Ying paused her hands in the air, and smiled for a while, "Oh, how about the twins, do you like twins? A little panda and a little raccoon."

"Di Ying, what are you trying to do? You have been abnormal since just now."

Seeing Ling Ji's face remained unchanged, Di Ying decided to use his trump card.

He put Xiao Ao aside, and supported the back of Ling Ji's chair with one hand, almost holding the chair in his arms.

"Mr. Ling, since we already have that kind of relationship, you shouldn't mind..."

The distance was so close that they were almost stuck together, and Di Ying keenly captured the tension of the person in his arms forcibly suppressing it.

Shrinking pupils, tight thin lips, rolling Adam's apple, and even subtle trembling.

Sure enough, no matter how good a person's acting skills are, in a tense state, micro-expressions will reveal themselves.

Di Ying glanced at the side of Ling Ji's face from the corner of his eye, and confirmed that the ear bones carved like jade were white and tinged with blush.

Di Ying had a certain chance of winning in his heart, so he waited until Ling Ji couldn't continue to act and show his true colors.

He gazed at each other affectionately, feeling in his heart, Ling Ji's skin is really good, and he couldn't find any blemishes from such a close look, no wonder he dared to show up without makeup.

Appearing without makeup?Di Ying was stunned.

Ling Ji was very casual from head to toe, her hair style was not deliberately taken care of, and she was only wearing a white shirt that was so ordinary that it couldn't be more ordinary.

Although she is naturally beautiful, she knows that she is on a show, but every artist wants to modify herself.

There is another possibility of not paying attention to the image of the camera so much, that is, he is sure that the camera will not be able to capture himself.

Di Ying had another bold hypothesis in his mind, and reached out to pull Ling Ji's clothes.

Ling Ji's voice rang in my ears: "You...what are you doing tearing my clothes?"

Seeing how nervous he was, Di Ying almost confirmed his guess: "I know where you hid it, is it here!"

He pulled hard on his hand, Ling Ji stood up abruptly, and pushed him away: "Don't move!"

As soon as he pushed, the buttons on the shirt fell off, rolling to the corner of the wall before stopping.

Not caring about Ling Ji, Di Ying chased after him, picked up the button and looked left and right.

"Di Ying! Have you had enough trouble!"

Di Ying looked up in confusion, and Ling Ji's cheeks flushed red in front of him, his slender fingers gripped the neckline tightly, his chest heaved and heaved, obviously very angry.

Di Ying stretched out her hand, and Ling Ji's shirt button lay quietly in her palm.

"This, isn't this a pinhole camera?"

"... Xiaoao!"

"squeak!"

Xiao Ao jumped into his arms.

Di Ying was puzzled and wronged, she was sure of everything, so what was wrong?

"Let's go now? Haven't eaten yet?" He redeemed without hope.

Ling Ji left and returned, taking the plate from the table, which contained the ham he had just tasted.

Before leaving, he gave Di Ying a cold look: "Please, if you are sick, go to the doctor."

"..." Di Ying urged impotently behind him, "You can't give ham to Xiaoao, it's salty and easy to lose hair!"

"I'm Di Ying, and I highly suspect that I'm in an unscrupulous reality show."

"This production team is very insidious. They invited the best-looking actor to seduce me. Who can control it?"

"But I still caught him being nervous. If he wasn't playing me, he could only love me. Ling Ji couldn't love me, so he could only be playing me."

"Then the question is, if he insists on rejecting the twins, should he choose the red panda or the little raccoon?"