It’s No Use Calling Me Mom

Wang Qingqing boldly said that she has many die-hard fans who love her very much. As an insider, the host is very clear about Meng Qingqing's situation. The person pretended to be curious and asked: "Sister Meng, how do your fans love you? Can you give an example?"

"For example? No problem." Wang Qingqing nodded and snapped her fingers: "For example, they will follow my news at any time, and they will like and comment on every blog post I post."

"Like and comment on Idol's blog posts are the basic operations of fans." The host expressed disapproval: "This does not prove that they love you 'specially', right?"

Big brother loves me! Big brother is so handsome, hahaha and so cute and so on these simple rainbow farts aren't they?"

"It seems like this? My blog posts also seem to be in this style, and the comments are relatively simple." The host made a serious thought, and then nodded again and again. After finishing his head, he cooperated with Wang Qingqing to ask questions: "Isn't your comment on Weibo like this?"

"Of course!" Wang Qingqing raised her chin proudly: "The comments that my fans leave to me are basically starting from the five crosses, and they are not copied and pasted for the sake of word count. In order to express their true feelings, they typed it word by word, and every time I see it, I am very, very moved."

Wang Qingqing nodded and emphasized: "Really, very moved."

She said moved, with a twisted look on her face: "I am so moved that I can't wait to hug them one by one."

"Hahahaha!" The host laughed like laughing beans: "Sister Meng, your expression tells me that this is not what you really think."

"That's why you read it wrong." Wang Qingqing said seriously: "That's what I thought."

"Ahahaha~" The host laughed and almost fell off the chair: "Sister Meng, you are so funny."

"Am I too funny?" Wang Qingqing expressed a different opinion: "It's obviously that your laugh is too low."

The host giggled and let out a goose cry, Wang Qingqing shrugged and opened the car door first, they have reached their destination.

The lucky audience selected by Wang Qingqing is Jiang Hongwei. Jiang Hongwei, 25 years old, was born in the countryside. He is married and has one child. He has been working as a security guard in a fashionable garden for two years. of young people.

Jiang Hongwei said that he once joined the army and served as a conscript for two years. After the host looked surprised, he suddenly realized: "Oh hoo~ I said, no wonder you are so tall and straight, it turns out that you are standing The military posture stood up."

"My God, Xiao Jiang, you actually joined the army!" Wang Qingqing exaggerated slightly: "Did I ever say that my dream when I was a child was to join the army? What's the name?"

"Really?" The host looked curious: "Then why didn't you join the army later, Sister Meng?"

"Because I was too thin at the time, my weight and blood pressure were low and not up to the standard, the first round of physical examination was brushed off." Wang Qingqing sighed: "I regret for life! I envy you so much."

The host and Wang Qingqing sang together, Jiang Hongwei relaxed a little bit, and he was less cramped when he introduced himself under the host's signal. When he said that he was married and had a son, Wang Qingqing and the host made envious voices at the same time.

Wang Qingqing patted Xiao Jiang on the shoulder vigorously: "Winner in life! I started wanting to fall in love when I was seventeen, but I didn't find a partner until I was twenty-eight. Jiang, you are a proper winner in life!"

Look at my two eyes, envy is written on the left, and admiration is written on the right."

Jiang Hongwei, who was photographed staggered, finally forgot his nervousness and smiled. After introducing himself, he began to explain his work to Wang Qingqing.

Wang Qingqing was very serious, took a small notebook and recorded Jiang Hongwei's work content one by one, and when Jiang Hongwei finished handing over the work content, the host asked Jiang Hongwei: "I will help you soon. Miss Meng, who has been working for two days, do you have anything else to say?"

Jiang Hongwei showed a naive smile: "The explanation is gone, but I still want Miss Meng's signature."

As soon as Jiang Hongwei wanted to sign an autograph, Wang Qingqing nodded her head in agreement, and gave the host a smug smile and compared Jiang Hongwei: "I'm a fan."

The host grabbed Jiang Hongwei: "Xiao Jiang, since you are a fan of Miss Meng, you must have watched Miss Meng's drama? May I ask which character impresses you the most? ?"

Jiang Hongwei continued to laugh: "There are two, one is He Xiangu in "The Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea, He Xiangu's Past and Present Life", and the other is "Taihang's Enemy Rangers" in the wheat."

After listening to Jiang Hongwei's report of the drama title, Wang Qingqing didn't say she was complacent, even her smile leaked out the extreme embarrassment. These two dramas are both thunder dramas that she took over after she failed to take off. The plot and the way of serving are hard to describe. There is no doubt about the dark history of Tuotuoer, and she doesn't want to mention these two dramas at all.

"Wow~ I remember the title and characters very clearly, that must be a big fan of Sister Meng." The host heard the names of the two dramas and laughed so hard that he could hardly breathe When he came up, he asked Jiang Hongwei with a smirk: "Why do you like these two characters? Can you tell me the reason?"

"The reason?" Jiang Hongwei scratched his head: "There is no reason, but He Xiangu's acting is very good, every time He Xiangu cries, I want to shed tears."

This should be a compliment, the host is very supportive and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, Sister Meng's crying scene is very immersive, I want to cry when I watch her crying scene, then " What about "The Rangers Behind the Enemy in Taihang"?"

"My favorite part of this drama is the part where Wheat single-handedly carried the Devil's Fortress." Jiang Hongwei was so excited, he said while gesturing: "Take out a grenade from your stomach and throw it out~ , blow up a large area, and then take out the gun from the stomach, a little devil with one shot, very handsome!"

Grenades and pistols, why are they all taken out of the stomach? Is there any special attention to this?"

"Because Wheat is pretending to be pregnant, it deceives the enemy to bring a weapon to the turret." Jiang Hongwei is also serious: "If the weapon is not in the stomach, it will be searched by the enemy."

In the stomach, the enemy can't find it all. Now that Jiang Hongwei mentions this, it makes it difficult for the host to judge whether he is Meng Qingqing's black or a fan.

Inevitably there will be another uncontrollable accident, the host ended the interview in a few words: "Well, very good, now we all know why you like Sister Meng, you are on the night shift at ten o'clock today, then There are eight hours before Sister Meng's work time, so let's see you in eight hours. "

Eight hours is enough for everyone in the program group to take a break and then have a good dinner. I made an appointment with Jiang Hongwei to see you in eight hours. The host returned to the TV station with a group of people from the program group. Wang Qingqing was sent back to the place the TV station arranged for her.

The program was recorded for four or five days in total. Wang Qingqing only brought her own life assistant. The program team reserved a standard room for her in a star-rated hotel, which happened to be filled with her and her assistant. , After a good night's sleep, the program team sent a car to pick her up, and Wang Qingqing got on the car with an assistant full of energy.

At the Fashion Garden, the property manager personally brought Wang Qingqing a brand new security uniform, and asked for an autograph with an embarrassed smile. After Wang Qingqing signed the autograph, he went into the locker room to change Clothes, in a good mood after coming out, bragging to the host: "No way, people are so popular, people want autographs wherever they go."

The host held back a smile and nodded again and again, while Wang Qingqing was not paying attention and quietly turned her head to explain to a few people around: "Don't tell Sister Meng that when she changed clothes just now, the entire property management team came to me to ask for it. Signed." The camera laughed so much that the camera trembled.

After the handover, Jiang Hongwei went back to the dormitory to rest on his way. At ten o'clock, Wang Qingqing started to work, with a stun baton on his waist and a flashlight in his hand, quite like that.

The night security guard of Fashion Garden is a team of two people who are responsible for patrolling. Jiang Hongwei's partner is Lao Kang, who is in his forties and is taciturn. Wang Qingqing told him ten words, he usually has eight Ignoring the sentence, after another closed door, Wang Qingqing whispered to the camera: "Based on Lao Kang's performance along the way, I have reason to suspect that he is my black fan."

The cameraman laughed again, and the camera started shaking again.

Fashion Garden is not very big, Wang Qingqing and Lao Kang spent 25 minutes side by side to inspect the entire community, and then entered according to the work table arranged by the security team. In a unit building, take the elevator to the top floor, sign the security inspection check-in form posted on the wall, then show your face to the surveillance camera and punch in, and then walk down layer by layer.

When they inspected the 22nd floor, the two discovered the situation. The aisle in front of the West Gate was full of dismantled cartons and discarded packaging bags. They were all packaging of various electrical appliances and furniture. The two of them knocked on the door of the west door in turn, and they didn't know whether there was no one at home or it was not opened for them.

Old Kang took the walkie-talkie to notify the front desk of the property, and the front desk said that they would send a cleaner after receiving it, and the two of them went down to inspect. After arriving on the first floor safely, it was exactly eleven o'clock. Lao Kang and Wang Qingqing went to the side gate and the two security guards there to change the guard. Finally, they no longer had to walk, Wang Qingqing let out a sigh of relief.

The host was waiting for her at the side door, looking at Wang Qingqing sitting on the chair of the security booth, the host handed him a bottle of water and asked her with a smile: "Yes Aren't you particularly tired?"

"You walk down from the thirty-fifth floor and try." Wang Qingqing's expression was solemn: "I've walked so far that I doubt my life."

The host started giggling again, Wang Qingqing asked her assistant if she had water, and brought some for Lao Kang and the cameraman. After everyone drank water and rested, another hour passed , The security guard at the changing of the guard came, and Wang Qingqing started the second round of inspection.

Just like this one round after another, at two in the morning, Wang Qingqing started the third round of inspection. There are only a few windows in the entire community that are still lit.

In order to save electricity, the landscape lights of the community have been turned off long ago, and everything is silent. Under the landscape lights, the lush green plants appear a little under the light of the flashlight. Fiercely terrifying.

In this gloomy atmosphere, there was a sound of "woo woo" from an unknown animal in the distance, Wang Qingqing turned to the camera with a white face and said: "If I tell you frankly, I I'm actually quite scared now, I wonder if someone will laugh at me?"

Before Wang Qingqing finished speaking, there was an eager noise from the bushes in front, and a huge white shadow jumped up and rushed over, Wang Qingqing screamed and pulled out the electric baton in her waist to meet the white shadow He stabbed it up, and Bai Ying fell to the ground in a flash and began to make a terrifying "Squeak~" cry.

"Er Treasure!" A figure ran after Bai Ying: "Where are you?"

The flashlights in the hands of Wang Qingqing and Lao Kang fell on the white shadow on the ground. Under the light of the flashlight, the white shadow showed its true colors, it turned out to be a snow-white Samoyed!

The figure chasing after looked at the dog lying on the ground squealing and barking. After a moment of silence, he raised his head and glared at several people: "What's the matter? Did you beat it?"

Wang Qingqing looked at the Samoyed lying on the ground screaming, and then at the angry dog ​​owner, with a guilty face: "Sir, please listen to my explanation, just now, your The dog suddenly rushed out and startled me, so I just…”

He was so distressed that he squatted down on the ground and picked up the twitching dog and asked, "What did you use to beat him? Ah? Why is Er Bao's situation so serious?"

"Uh, it's an electric baton." Wang Qingqing bent down and sincerely apologized: "I'm sorry, it's my fault, I'm willing to take responsibility, don't worry, theoretically speaking, after being attacked by an electric baton, It won't leave any sequelae, but it's better to check it out, is there a pet hospital nearby?"

"There is no 24-hour pet hospital." The dog owner hugged the dog helplessly: "What should I do now?"