Transmigrating: I Married the Male Protagonist’s Uncle

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He took another bite without changing his face.

Yu Bei doesn't believe her, she is a little liar!

Ling Sheng called Cheng Ye: "Xiao Ye, Xiao Ye, come over and eat chili."

Cheng, who was working, rushed over and watched her eating chili, enjoying herself very much.

"Xiao Ye, you have a bite, it's delicious." Ling Sheng brought the pepper to his mouth and greeted him: "It's not spicy, this is sweet pepper, sweet, like cucumber, sweet."

Cheng is also a good and simple boy. He bit half of a chili in one bite. When the spiciness spread to his mouth, his face became distorted and he jumped up directly: "Spicy, water, water!"

Yu Bei laughed out loud, why is she so bad, even her teammates are pitted!

Ling Sheng wanted to laugh, but couldn't speak any spicy words. He stuck out his tongue desperately, and turned around looking for someone to drink.

The uncles, uncles and aunts who were onlookers, and the people in the program group, were not kind and laughed out kindly. Seeing that they were both poor, they hurriedly handed over water.

That little girl had too many spooky ideas, and the kid was too simple, so she was deceived by a few sentences, and sweet peppers don’t grow like that!

Mourning couldn't help but nodded straightly: This girl's sense of variety shows is so great, she can play tricks on boring potatoes, and I can't help but admire that the person given by King Huo Da is amazing. !

In fact, this show was able to start, thanks to the actor.

In the first half of the year, he had to run away from the TV station because of a problem in principle and a conflict with the director.

The variety show he wants to shoot is harmonious and warm. It can make people find a sense of healing and feel happy and happy. He doesn't want to always shoot the guests who are conflicted and forced. Finally, the show team also edits the variety show with the devil.

But the director insisted that only tears and contradictions can be interesting, and it is so popular. The more fans tears, the more popular the show.

He resigned in a fit of anger, but he loved this business again and wanted to fulfill his ideals. He found countless people to invest in variety shows, but was rejected. In despair, he tried to find King Huo and put himself I told him about his thoughts.

Unexpectedly, if King Huo said nothing, he invested in the show in his own name. He picked out half of the guests of the show group.

Lao Lin said that the actor wanted to sign a few more people, so he got the show to investigate, and he thought it should be.

He had only cooperated with the actor once, but he did not expect that the actor would remember him, and trust him so much, which made him especially moved.

The scholar dies for his confidant. He will remember this kindness throughout his life and tell himself over and over again in his heart that even if he lives up to the actor’s investment and trust, he must fight for his breath and make the first show he shoots after he leaves. .

Temporary workers digging potatoes all have lunch provided by the potato owner's family, but they don't have, as Mourning said, they have to come from home to deliver them, otherwise they will be hungry.

Because it was a filming show, many villagers next to the potato field came to watch the excitement. By noon, they all went home to cook and the people disappeared.

Before the meal was delivered, Ling Sheng wanted to go to the toilet. It was on the side of the road not far away. The simple brick-built latrine could only hide it from being seen.

After finishing, I just came out, I was buckled by the wrist, lowered my head and bumped into the man's deep and narrow eyes, smiled sweetly: "San Ye."

"Come with me." Jun Shiyan's voice was gentle, took her by the hand, and led her into the car.

In the luxury car, there are one room and one living room, and there are exquisite dishes on the table. The smell of the food rushes into the nostrils, making people move their index fingers.

Ling Sheng was covered in mud, stood awkwardly and refused to sit, for fear of soiling his car.

Who knows that the man took her to sit down directly, took her dirty hands, took a clean towel, and wiped her hands carefully and carefully, seeing that she still wanted to escape, he coaxed warmly: "Hey, just for a while. it is good."