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Outside Zhang Xiaojian’s previous rental house, there is a barbecue stall that sells roasted kidneys.

The ad text was earthy and hard, and the bright red banner read'Men Gas Station, Women's Beauty Salon'.

But in fact, women are the real gas stations for men.

After Zhang Xiaojian's operation, Ren Yao added some oil to Luo Yu in the opposite direction...but the effect was surprisingly good.

There is always only one thing that a man can’t stand, being looked down upon by a woman he likes, so Luo Yu not only yelled, “Fuck!” after sitting up, but he seemed to wake up from the alcohol, and immediately said: “I’m going all night. Make a plan, go, don’t send it!"

After speaking, he rushed out of the mansion.

But he said not to send it, but Zhang Xiaojian, who could not send the future main player of money, hurried to the door, so he saw Luo Yu twisted his ankle and fell in front of the gate.

Seeing this tragic appearance, Zhang Xiaojian covered his face.

OK...Just in this position, Mr. Ren will be able to catch you sooner or later.

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Not to mention that Zhang Xiaojian's thoughts about inheriting the fine traditions of the three brothers are not yet cold, and Ye Mozhu will be thrown into the bed before he puts on the home clothes.

Early in the morning of the next morning, he was a bit tired and woken up by the phone, but he looked at the person who was on the phone, and he couldn't get mad.

"Brother, are you awake?"

"Wake up, you woke up."

"Brother, you are ready to prepare, we have half an hour to land."

Zhang Xiaojian: "What are you going to prepare?"

"Prepare yourself and make yourself handsome."

Zhang Xiaojian smiled: "You don't have to worry about it. When I first woke up, I was so handsome."

"Just at your shameless vibe, I don't worry about you getting frustrated with the camera."

Zhang Xiaojian: "Hooked up? You think too much. It's time for me to be so handsome to show my face on TV and let the national audience lick the screen."

"Brother, I haven't eaten breakfast yet."

"That happens to clear the stomach first."

Ye Mozhu, who had just woke up on the side, smiled, so he put his face on Zhang Xiaojian's chest, and his straight and slender leg was still swinging up and down in his lower abdomen to become naughty.

Zhang Xiaojian: "..., don't talk about it, I will wash with Mo Zhu."

"Ok."

Zhang Xiaojian put down the phone, rolled over and pressed Ye Mozhu: "It's still too late."

Ye Mozhu affirmed every word: "No, you have been too long, too late."

Zhang Xiaojian let out an'uh', and was dizzy this morning by Ye Mozhu's flattery.

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The hour hand pointed to ten o'clock, and Ning Xueqing brought the film crew to the mansion on time.

When Zhang Xiaojian opened the door, he saw more than a hundred people. Ning Xueqing came to him first with a stride. When the brothers and sisters met, they gave a warm hug.

Ning Xueqing's assistant came from the goose factory, but she also knew who Zhang Xiaojian was, so she nodded and said, "Hello Zhang."

Zhang Xiaojian nodded slightly, and he knew this little girl named Ren Xi.

Then the director in charge of the Ning Xueqing and Zhang Xiaojian group of the program group came to Zhang Xiaojian and stretched out his hand: "Hello, this is Qin Wen."

The name is soft, but I am a man in his 30s with a shaggy foot.

After grasping his heavy hand, Zhang Xiaojian also politely said: "Ning Xueqing's brother, Zhang Xiaojian."

Qin Wen smiled: "Dong Zhang is a celebrity, how can I not know him."

Zhang Xiaojian coughed, and he didn't know how to continue.

Ning Xueqing made a relief: "Director, let's go in and talk."

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After obtaining the consent of Zhang Xiaojian, the owner, the crew rushed into every corner of the villa, arranged various camera positions, built a white-screen venue, and so on.

Qin Wen introduced the show to Zhang Xiaojian and Ye Mozhu very seriously.

"Dear Sister" is a slow variety show, similar to many other slow variety shows at first glance, but the biggest difference is that there is no script at all and it is broadcast live.

Live broadcast is a daunting thing for practitioners. Although the program group requires guests to play freely, there must be some rules and regulations in advance.

So while talking, Qin Wen came up with a contract. As the main guest of Ning Xueqing's group, there is compensation, and the rules must naturally be followed.

Zhang Xiaojian scanned a cursory scan and saw many similar terms, such as not talking about swearing during the live broadcast, not talking about politics, not talking about state affairs, etc...

Finally, he glanced at the rewards, there were seven digits...Although the number at the beginning was 1, but he still had to sigh that celebrities... still make money for real women.

Zhang Xiaojian didn't know, this was because he did have a good reputation.

He and Ning Xueqing played at the same time, which is bound to drive the topic and the popularity of the show. In addition... the show team also knows who Zhang Xiaojian is. Now the legend of his Zhang brother has begun to circulate quietly in the circle, it is natural to give enough respect.

However, it is obvious that Zhang Xiaojian cannot sign this contract. Although one million is not much, it will always be spent. Wouldn't it be deadly if there is a debuff in the system?

So he made a big stroke, ticked off the compensation clause, and said, "Guide Qin, the money is no longer needed. I will sign the remaining rules agreement."

Qin Wen can be regarded as a lover of personality. Seeing Zhang Xiaojian like this, he said: "Zhang Dong is generous."

Hearing the words Zhang Dong, Zhang Xiaojian should still have a good face, everyone knows him, so he smiled and said, "Just call me Xiaojian."

When Zhang Xiaojian signed the newly printed unpaid contract in duplicate, Qin Wen shouted, "Are you ready?"

An assistant over there shouted: "The director is ready."

Qin Wen turned his head and smiled and said: "Dong Zhang, Xue Qing, let's record an interview first, and we will make a pilot film tonight. Time is tight and the task is urgent."

"it is good."

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The makeup artist applied makeup to Ning Xueqing, Ye Mozhu, and Zhang Xiaojian. Although Zhang Xiaojian was a little bit conflicted, he had to compromise when he thought of being more handsome on the mirror.

A simple white-screen studio has been built in the living room, the lighting has been adequate, and all the cameras are in place.

Because it is more troublesome for girls to touch up makeup and it takes longer, Zhang Xiaojian is naturally the first to appear, sitting on the wooden chair in the white screen.

Qin Wen shouted: "Start."

A female choreographer sat opposite Zhang Xiaojian, picked up the prepared desk and asked, “As Ning Xueqing’s brother, how did you feel when you learned that you would participate in "Dear Sister" with her?"

The female choreographer's voice is soft and gentle, it sounds like a friend is chatting.

Zhang Xiaojian didn’t feel nervous either. After all, he was also a person on stage. He smiled in front of the shots of spears and short shots: “Not so much. Won't participate."

After saying this, the scene fell into a weird silence.

The female director looked at Zhang Xiaojian with a raised eyebrow and a lower eyebrow... Obviously, she didn't expect this guest to be so vigorous.

Then there was another joy in her heart. She had a strong hunch that Zhang Xiaojian and Ning Xueqing's group would definitely be on fire.

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