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For Zhang Xiaojian, it was a peaceful and happy night.

Overlooking the night view of the bustling streets of Ningyuan, you can see Ye Mozhu and Ning Xueqing beside you.

Sitting in the middle and listening to them talking homely is a very happy thing in itself.

What's more, TV shows that are currently on the air are also shown on the TV. Fruits, snacks and drinks are placed on the coffee table.

Before he knew it, he fell asleep stupidly, leaning on Ye Mozhu's shoulder. He didn't drool this time, but his hands were always upwards unconsciously...

"Slap." A loud sound.

Feeling the pain, Zhang Xiaojian woke up and shook his salty pig hand. He said, "Go upstairs to sleep."

Ning Xueqing coughed: "Brother, then I'm leaving. I won't live here today."

My sister is sensible, but... Ye Mozhu asked, "How can I not live at home when I come back?"

Ning Xueqing, who finally heard a human word from her sister-in-law, was very moved and said: "My flight at 2am, the assistant and staff are still in the hotel. I used to stay for a while and flew.

"Oh oh, then we will send you."

"Okay..." Before Ning Xueqing finished speaking, Zhang Xiaojian said: "Well, what's the matter, go by yourself, be careful on the road."

Ning Xueqing: "..."

Ye Mozhu: "Xiaojian, this is how you are too much. Why can't my sister leave?"

"Sister-in-law is better."

"Send you to the door and change your shoes."

Ning Xueqing: "..."

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Ten minutes later, Ning Xueqing, carrying a large bag and a small bag, went out.

The top property in Daqingshan sent a special car to take her to the hotel.

Just looking at the car not far away and the smiling driver waving, Ning Xueqing's eyes never let go.

Where is there such a brother and sister-in-law... how can we bully my sister together?

However...feeling the heaviness in her hands, remembering that Ye Mozhu had taken out the special products and some elaborate gifts that Ye Mozhu had prepared for her in the refrigerator, and she had to put down some resentment.

The reason why there is still a trace...maybe because Zhang Xiaojian's Weibo fans surpassed her.

Driving all the way to the hotel, Ning Xueqing was silly.

His brother Zhang Xiaojian covered a floor and lived with the staff of the program group and her team.

Now at midnight, when I came to this floor, I found that all the doors were not closed, the smiles on the faces of the people in the corridor could not stop, and cheers would be heard from time to time.

Qin Wen was among them, and it should be said that he was the culprit.

"Dear Sister" is a variety show, because it uses an unprecedentedly long live broadcast method, and it is broadcasted in four groups, there will naturally be competition.

The group of Zhang Xiaojian and Ning Xueqing was not considered the big favorite of the four groups, because in fact, Ning Xueqing is just a newcomer in the entertainment industry, and Zhang Xiaojian has only been on the stage before.

But the number of viewers of their online live broadcast far exceeds the sum of the three groups, and the topics they bring up have already occupied the top 20 entries in the top 50 hot searches on Weibo.

The day after the first episode of the program ended, Zhang Xiaojian's Weibo fans exceeded the 10 million mark unprecedented in history.

Based on previous experience, this may be the star with the fastest growth rate.

Hmm... that's right.

Qin Wen now defines Zhang Xiaojian as a star, and he understands that this has only just begun, and the next week of fermentation is the most terrifying, and it should have gone to the first-line star sequence.

So when he saw Ning Xueqing proud of the spring breeze, he stood in front of her excitedly: "Xueqing, do you know, your brother exploded!"

Ning Xueqing: "..."

"You just exploded, you all..."

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In fact, Qin Wen was right, Zhang Xiaojian did explode.

The hot search tonight seems to be set up specifically for him, with more than 20 entries, and the hot search has been super popular.

——Husband Zhang Xiaojian.

——The boss behind the RPG club.

—— Popular Science Airbus A380.

——How rich is he?

——Xiao Li jumped into the pool and was disgusted with yellow urine.

——The premiere of "Dear Sister", a super long live broadcast, with countless stalks.

——An unprecedented display of wealth in the history of Chinese variety shows.

——Who is Zhang Xiaojian?

——The liftable garage, and his luxury car..

——Huating's strong reason.

-Hilarious trio.

-The guns of each other's brothers and sisters.

——Quan Yu's worst man.

——Zhang Xiaojian dolphin sound.

...

As the show ended, more and more water friends began to watch the recording.

More and more entries are on the hot search, tonight...there is only one person in the entertainment circle who is the most dazzling-Zhang Xiaojian.

If there is a second one, it must be Ning Xueqing. If there is a third one, Xiao Li will do his part. In short, it has nothing to do with the other three groups of guests, my dear sister...

After taking a bath, Ye Mozhu got into the bed. He wanted to go back to the bed and talk about Tim Chai, but he owed his hand and glanced at Hot Search on the way back to the room.

So indulged in it, unable to extricate himself.

As the president of Zhang Xiaojian's fan club, as Zhang Xiaojian's future wife, some things are obligatory...such as spraying.

The online world is like that...how many people like it, there will be as many people spray it.

While typing frantically, he sat back on the bed.

After waiting for half an hour, Zhang Xiaojian, who was already ready, stretched out his salty pig's hand again, but was hit hard.

"Uh, what's wrong..."

"I am busy."

"What are you busy?"

"Swearing."

Zhang Xiaojian: "..." Helplessly said: "Hey, this is only the price of fame. I won't be in the entertainment industry in the future. It will be fine after two days of heat pass. Don't scold me, I'm still angry. I can't commit it."

Ye Mozhu temporarily put down the phone and covered his two long legs with bedding.

Zhang Xiaojian continued to test the salty pig hand.

'Snapped..'

Ye Mozhu picked up the phone again: "No, I don't like seeing them say you are not good."

Seeing Ye Mozhu frowning and looking at his father earnestly, Zhang Xiaojian smiled, lay down on his side and said: "Okay, then you go and scold for a while, I'll wait for you."

"it is good."

So... I don't know how long it took, Ye Mozhu said in a loud voice: "Xiaojian, look at this irritating man." Just turning her head, she found Zhang Xiaojian was asleep heartlessly.

But this is not important. Ye Mozhu decided to use his identity as the president of the fan club to organize a large-scale anti-crime campaign, and his hands crackled again.

The bright light that was adjusted to the lowest brightness was shining on her pretty face in the dark room. This night... a bloody storm.

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Zhang Xiaojian was dreaming in a daze the next day.

In the dream, Gao Qingsong and Bai Yang's two big faces were infinitely enlarged, with exaggerated smiles on their faces, and they pointed to his nose and said: "Hahahahaha, you can't."

This was the worst nightmare Zhang Xiaojian had ever had in his life, so he woke up and pulled Ye Mozhu, who was lying on his chest, and when he saw Ye Mozhu opening his eyes with difficulty, he said very seriously:" Let's make children."

Ye Mozhu was a little dazed, barely glanced at the gap in the curtains, and found that it was still dark...