Top-notch little vampire blows up

Qiao Zhu didn't just think that reading the letters from the other party's fans was not a punishment. He even felt that he didn't have that many fans, so it was estimated that not many people would write to him.

However, after Wu Yi read out the punishment, the staff brought up two transparent boxes, which were full of envelopes, one with Tang Jiyuan's name on it, and the other naturally belonged to Qiao Zhu.

"So many!?" Qiao Zhu couldn't help exclaiming.

Wu Yi nodded, and then said: "Yes, the sister of the program group told me that in the past two days, the mail delivery point designated by the program group has received many letters addressed to you, and the number is no less than Xiao Tang's."

Qiao Zhu was a little at a loss, pinching the hem of his clothes nervously, unable to speak.

He felt a little unspeakable touch in his heart, as if he felt it intuitively at this moment - he actually has fans, and they still write letters to him, it's really... really amazing.

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Qiao Zhu didn't have the chance to be moved for too long.

Tang Jiyuan stepped forward first to collect the letters written to him by Qiao Zhu's fans.

Lovely or pretty, those envelopes look like a lot of thought has been put into them.Tang Jiyuan thought for a while, and took out a letter that had nothing special in it.

Wu Yi quickly moved over to pass the microphone: "Why did you choose this letter for Qiao Zhu?"

Tang Jiyuan lowered his head to open the envelope. His fingers were slender and his movements were slow. Even the movement of pulling out the letter paper looked extremely elegant.

"This letter looks less fancy."

Wu Yi twitched the corner of his mouth, and said to the camera: "Tang Jiyuan's fans listen up, this guy doesn't like too fancy, the simpler the letter you write to him, the more likely you will be selected!"

Tang Jiyuan didn't answer, he twisted the letter paper with his fingers and unfolded it lightly, ready to read it.

"Dear Bamboo—"

He raised his eyebrows.

Qiao Zhu stood opposite Tang Jiyuan, his eyes flustered to avoid, but he happened to meet Tang Jiyuan who was looking up at him.

He stumbled and said: "You don't need to read the title!"

"That can't be done." Tang Jiyuan looked away, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Wu Yi leaned over: "Damn, I read it right, right? Tang Jiyuan is actually smiling?!"

Tang Jiyuan ignored him and continued to read: "I am very glad to have the opportunity to meet you. You are really cute. During the two days I picked you, I watched all your shots. You are a simple and kind-hearted person. Man, seeing you grinning for the camera makes me feel a million times better."

Tang Jiyuan's voice was unhurried, deep and charming. He read very seriously, and his playful and cheerful words were incompatible with him, but they were in a rare harmony.

Qiao Zhu couldn't even tell whether his heart beat so fast and his cheeks were flushed because he was praised by fans like this, or because Tang Jiyuan read out these compliments.

Tang Jiyuan glanced at him, and continued to read. The fan wrote a long paragraph, sharing how unsatisfactory his real life was, and continued to say that seeing Qiao Zhu would make him feel better.

"...Xiaozhu, I hope you can show your face more when you have the opportunity. You can say hello to us during the live broadcast. Everyone has a live broadcast window in your dormitory and will always follow you. The live broadcast room on Sunday must be open, it is really very very Very much, I want to see you a few more times, if there is a chance, I will go to your performance."

Qiao Zhu was nervous and a little guilty.

He knew that there would be a live broadcast window in the dormitory every night, but he tried his best to avoid increasing his fans, and even avoided showing up during the live broadcast.

But the fans have been squatting at the live broadcast window, wanting to see him...

Tang Jiyuan looked up at Qiao Zhu, closed the letter, and then said, "Finally, please allow me to call you—"

He paused for a few seconds, waited for Qiao Zhu's mood to return to normal, and looked at him with curious eyes.

Only then did Tang Jiyuan speak slowly: "Honey, you are so cute, I love you."

There was silence in the studio for three seconds.

Wu Yi: "Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!?"

The other trainees also booed.

Qiao Zhu was stunned for a few seconds before he realized what Tang Jiyuan was reading from the letter. He was so nervous that he couldn't speak clearly: "Wait, wait a minute! Are you kidding me!?"

After Tang Jiyuan finished reading expressionlessly, he unfolded the letter in his direction and said, "If you don't believe me, read it for yourself."

On the last few lines of the letter paper, the phrase "wife" was bold and enlarged, and Qiao Zhu could clearly see it half a meter away.

Qiao Zhu was dumbfounded. She snatched the letter paper and looked at it again. The more she looked at it, her face became redder, and she quickly explained to the camera: "Well, I'm a man... Did this fan make a mistake..."

Tang Jiyuan helped him refold the letter, put it back in the envelope, and said calmly, "Can't a man be a wife? You are a gender stereotype."

Smoke was coming from Qiao Zhu's head, his eyes were wide open, and he no longer knew what he was talking about: "You you you! Go away!!!"

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After 10 minutes, the program continued to record the next segment.

During this period, Qiao Zhu's face was so red that it was smoking, and he ran down to the waiting area to find the selection officer and took a bottle of ice mineral water to cover his face, but he couldn't lower the temperature.

Wu Yi also watched the excitement and called Qiao Zhu his wife twice, but when he wanted to say a third sentence, Tang Jiyuan dragged him away by his collar.

Qiao Zhu couldn't figure out how Tang Jiyuan could yell out that sentence to him so calmly, and still keep his expression on!

Tang Jiyuan seemed to know his confusion, and said, "You don't have to take it too seriously, it's possible for fans to call you anything."

"But it's weird..."

Tang Jiyuan glanced at him: "It's not a wife who will become a real fan just by shouting at you, just treat it as a fake."

Qiao Zhu covered his face.

——But I still feel ashamed!What's more, that sentence was read by Tang Jiyuan. For some reason, Qiao Zhu felt that it made him a hundred times more ashamed.

It took him a lot of effort to let the heat off his cheeks, and he seemed much calmer, before starting the next session - he would read the letter written by Tang Jiyuan's fans.

Now that box of fan letters is like a scourge in Qiao Zhu's eyes.

But when he thought of the letter from Tang Jiyuan's fans next, and Tang Jiyuan's embarrassment, Qiao Zhu was eager to try again, and said eagerly, "I wonder if Ji Yuan's fans will also call him wife?"

Although it's ridiculous to think about it, it might scare Tang Jiyuan!

Tang Jiyuan raised his eyebrows calmly.

Instead, Wu Yi yelled: "That's too scary! This is a gender cognitive disorder!"

Qiao Zhu thought for a while, and felt that it was true for some reason.He curled his lips and randomly took out one of the letters.

The cute sticker on the bottom of the envelope was torn off, and the light pink letter paper was pulled out.

Seeing the first line, Qiao Zhu was stunned. After a few seconds, he raised his head and asked Tang Jiyuan for help: "Can I change one?"

Tang Jiyuan glanced over, then put it back into Qiao Zhu's hand calmly, and said directly, "Just read it."

Qiao Zhu felt that he was going to start to smoke again, and began to recite after stumbling: "My husband..."

Wu Yi couldn't straighten up his back with a smile beside him: "It's interesting! One of your fans calls you wife, and the other calls you husband, it's very worthy—I mean, your fans are very worthy! There is no other meaning!"

Qiao Zhu glared at him.

If Wu Yi didn't say the latter sentence, it would be fine, but why would it sound even weirder...