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The passionate commentary in the mansion is endless.

I just don't know why. After the overall situation has been set, the commentary also comes with an awkward poem. After the RPG 2:0 victory, Zhang Xiaojian's originally happy mood disappears instantly, and he has also committed some embarrassment.

Fortunately, Xiao Li's flattery was still there at this time: "Brother, although I don't understand, RPG is so strong."

Zhang Xiaojian said modestly: "It's okay, it's okay."

As he said, he raised his eyes and glanced at his watch, and found that it was half past four, and couldn't help but say: "Let's get ready to eat."

Xiao Li: "I'm an excellent cook!"

Ning Xueqing broke a pistachio and ate a pistachio happily and said: "Are you good at cooking? You don't know what my sister-in-law does."

...

——Come here...come again.

——Does Mr. Zhang’s fiancee cook? Don’t stop me, crying in the toilet.

——I have foreseen the close-up of Xiao Li's face being beaten again, this time tears will appear in the corner of his eyes.

...

The audience was disappointed.

Zhang Xiaojian's fiancé Ye Mozhu did not leave the country. I don't know if I want to avoid the filming, or the company is really busy. Anyway, I called, and it is estimated that I will be back very late.

Of course, Zhang Xiaojian and Ning Xueqing wanted to give the best to Xiao Li, who provided them with a chance for a full day, and by the way they also let him attract fans.

So motivated Xiao Li rushed into the kitchen.

It's not that Zhang Xiaojian and Ning Xueqing are watching.

Xiao Li cut the vegetables. He didn't do the knife work. It seemed to be very smooth, but Zhang Xiaojian picked up the potato shreds he cut and said: "You are not qualified, the length is different, the thickness is different, how do you cut it?"

Xiao Li: "Brother, the key is that you have to look at my speed and see if the amplitude and frequency of my shaking arm are particularly rhythmic."

Faced with the sand sculpture Xiao Li, Zhang Xiaojian could only say silently: "If you have a sense of rhythm, I won't sign your record contract."

Xiao Li: "..."

——

Once the kitchen fires, there will be smoke in the mansion.

Although there are only three people, watching them unscrupulously joking and tasting food is a happy picture of friends being together.

Three dishes and one soup came to the table quickly, but at this time they were all a little full...

Xiao Li picked up the chopsticks: "Quickly taste my craft."

Zhang Xiaojian and Ning Xueqing said in unison: "It's not that you dislike your craftsmanship, it just seemed to be a bit full just now."

Xiao Li's face was full of depression, aggrieved, he put a piece of meat in his mouth and chewed, almost tears fell.

Knowing that he is a great dramatist, Zhang Xiaojian and Ning Xueqing certainly wouldn't take it seriously, but they still sold a lot of face, took a bite separately, and talked in unison: "This is too delicious, right?"

Xiao Li: "Hey, can you two be on vacation?"

Don't say it, it really works.

Zhang Xiaojian's pupils dilated, and while chewing the food, he showed an expression of extreme enjoyment: "Is this too delicious?"

Ning Xueqing took a deep breath and leaned back in the chair, looking drunk and dreaming: "Is this too delicious?"

Xiao Li: "..., don't you two even change your lines?"

During the live broadcast, the friends in the sand were more amused than Zheng, but Zhang Xiaojian's phone rang.

"Hello Zhang Dong, I am Shen Ling from Yafei."

"Oh oh oh, I know, my plane has arrived?"

"Yes, I have already landed at Ningyuan Airport. You need to go through the relevant procedures. You see if you have time, it's better to be faster. These days will do."

"Yes, then, I will call you when I go."

"Okay Dong Zhang, that will disturb you."

Zhang Xiaojian hung up the phone, only to realize that the volume of his phone seemed a bit loud. Although there were quite a few people in the room with the camera crew, he was also very quiet when answering the phone.

In order to win the record contract with Huating, Xiao Li immediately said, "Brother, did your express arrive? I'll pick it up for you. Do you need to open it for a look?"

Zhang Xiaojian thought for a while...how to answer?

I always feel that recording this day’s program seems to be the end of my life...

When he didn't know how to answer, Xiao Li put down his chopsticks and said, "Brother, it's not your private plane that has arrived..."

Zhang Xiaojian looked at him carefully, thinking that you are also fighting for the effect of the show. How is your performance better than me and Ning Xueqing just now?

"Is it really a private jet?" Xiao Li grew his mouth and looked at Ning Xueqing.

Ning Xueqing looked at Zhang Xiaojian, she was also not sure...

Zhang Xiaojian rolled his eyes and said, "Um...what's wrong, it doesn't work, do I have a private jet?"

Xiao Li immediately raised his hand and shouted, "The director team, I request to turn on the barrage mode to listen to the voice of the people. Let's go to see the big plane after dinner!"

Xiao Li is a drama master and the essence has been identified.

Qin Wen is not a good product, and the two are in collusion.

The barrage of water friends, of course, is not too troubled to watch the excitement, and they have asked to see Zhang Xiaojian's private plane.

...

——The furthest distance in the world is not between life and death, but you have money, but I don’t.

——I want to watch my husband take a plane.

——Don't say it, although I am poor, but if I can really take a look at the big airplane, I would like to buy an airplane.

——Mr. Zhang... Please stop showing up, I'm already dizzy.

——Help me, I want to see the plane... (vomiting blood)

...

Facing the cries of the water friends, Zhang Xiaojian rolled his eyes.

Although he also wanted to see what his plane was like, but he is a low-key person, and he has been high-key too many times today...

Hey, then it's not bad this time.

Zhang Xiaojian picked up the phone, Xiao Li cheered, Ning Xueqing smiled, and countless water friends in the live broadcast began to frantically brush 6.

First, I called Shen Ling to confirm that the airport allows live broadcast and recording. A small group of directors rushed to the airport first.

Zhang Xiaojian, Ning Xueqing, and Xiao Li ate dinner slowly, and the sky outside happened to dim.

It took almost 40 minutes to drive to the airport. Because of Zhang Xiaojian's account of Shen Ling's arrangement, the program crew really set up various seats smoothly all the way.

When we came to the periphery of the apron, the cold night had just fallen with dim light.

On the tarmac, dozens of planes lined up in a staggered manner, and night lights were also lit, not only illuminating the wide runway, but also illuminating the scattered staff around.

Looking from a distance, Xiao Li saw many small private planes. He looked around and found that there was a giant passenger plane mixed in. He didn't care. He just asked, "Brother, which one is yours?"

Zhang Xiaojian's hair was blown by the evening breeze. In the live broadcast, he can clearly see that he frowned and looked at the distance carefully for a while.

Then he raised a finger and pointed it far away: "The biggest."

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