The Lucky Bride Is Pretty And Delicate

Chapter 922 Extra, Enlightenment 23

On each small screen, everyone's face is magnified several times, and the facial expressions are clear.

On Jiang Tongtong's small screen, the barrage of curses appeared a little prominent in front of the clean screen.

"Director, should we temporarily close Jiang Tongtong's live broadcast room?"

Look at the people being scolded. It's really pitiful to look at. The staff can't stand it. The four groups of guests and the relatives of other guests, even if they are not popular, no one will chase and scold them like this.

The director frowned: "Don't close it, there's one saying she's so cute."

A red barrage floated by

Extraordinary talent: Jiang Tongtong is so cute. This expression makes her a fan of me. I don’t know why you are scolding her, but her piano skills are top-notch. If the program team gives her a piano, you will see it. , what is talent.

This barrage immediately attracted countless followers.

The garbage that Jiu occupied the magpie's nest was just accumulated money. If it weren't for the Jiang family, I think she would probably be working in some factory now, and she might have given birth to a child early.

Extraordinary talent: Why does a dove occupy a magpie's nest? It's true that Jiang Tongtong is an adopted daughter, but if the Jiang family didn't choose her, how could she be adopted? The idea of ​​a dove occupying a magpie's nest simply cannot be used in this matter.

True Angel: Shut up, there are too many scheming children, let alone an orphanage. Who knows how Jiang Tongtong was adopted.

Did your idol follow me today? : There are still people who think that children are innocent. I suggest you make good use of search. People who kick pregnant women in the belly and spit on passers-by are also children.

The gifted man said nothing.

The director sighed and comforted himself by saying, "If Jiang Tongtong doesn't watch this show, she won't know about it. When it comes to post-editing, all these curse words will be mosaic-ed. She doesn't have many scenes to begin with."

It still needs to be edited anyway, and the network memory is short, so the popularity of the live broadcast cannot last long.

Watch the footage.

Wu Tong has been diagnosing Wang Zixiao's pulse for a while, but he still has no intention of ending.

After seeing the barrage, everyone laughed out loud.

All hhhhhhhh.

"I feel like Master Xiao is about to cry. Look at that nervous look. The evil smile disappeared every minute. The boss is panicked and indifferent. He looks like a woman who will die if you don't speak."

"Hahahaha, look at Wang Zixiao's face, the words 'am I suffering from a terminal illness' are clearly written on it. I bet two cents that the program team will definitely put these words on it when editing later. Really It’s so interesting.”

"Hhhh, this Lu Qingjin, did he really not do it on purpose? Why do I feel like he is a black sesame stuffing? Look at this old deep-thinking look, it is clearly like 'what should I say to make him hold on'."

The director burst out laughing.

Under the clear lens, Wang Zixiao couldn't smile, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he felt countless 'fuck's in his heart.

Why did you look at Muxue for such a short time and make me look like I was going to die?

This serious look made Wang Zixiao panic. Let alone looking for trouble, he just hoped that Wu You could be more cheerful and say something to Mu Xue.

He didn't want to hear anything complicated. He just needed Wu You to tell him firmly that it was okay and that he could just take some food.

Wu You took back his hand, and Wang Zixiao went limp. Before Wu You could speak, he asked hurriedly: "Master Lu, am I okay?"

He was really anxious.

Wu You looked at Wang Zixiao: "If you mean that something will happen only after you become disabled, then you are fine for the time being."

Wang Zixiao swallowed, and the forced smile on his face was uglier than crying.

Wu Tong added: "You look like you are only twenty-five at most, but your bones are the worst I have ever seen. You are even more rotten than a ninety-year-old man."

Wang Zixiao smiled stiffly and murmured in a low voice: "Yes, is it that serious?"

Lu Qiuran interrupted inappropriately and said, "Dad, Wang Zixiao is only twenty-four. He practices dancing often and his physical fitness should be okay."

Wu Tong's expression suddenly turned cold: "Are you his doctor? Is it okay if you say yes?"

Lu Qiuran felt aggrieved at being insulted inexplicably. She hated this old-fashioned old guy to death, but due to the live broadcast, she couldn't show her face.

She lowered her head and apologized carefully: "I'm sorry, Dad, I was wrong."

You annoying old thing, just scold her. The harder you scold her, the angrier she will get.

Lu Qiuran was shocked even when she spoke, and Sui Yuan and Chu Yan shut up even if they wanted to ask.

Sometimes, they feel that this old monk is actually easy to get along with, as long as they don't step on his bottom line.

Everyone couldn't help but glance at Lu Qiuran. They were actually very depressed. Logically speaking, Lu Qiuran and Lu Qiuran had lived together for more than ten years and had known each other day and night. But why did Lu Qiuran always get scolded when he spoke.

The number of times was a bit too much, and they even felt that it was a bit deliberate.

But Wu Tong didn't pay much attention to Lu Qiuran. After scolding Lu Qiuran, he looked at Wang Zixiao and said, "Knees often hurt?"

Wang Zixiao's expression was a little complicated, and he was resisting in his heart.

Wu Tong's expression was heavy: "To the doctor, you must tell the truth and don't hide anything. If you can't pinpoint the location, come here."

Wang Zixiao took a deep breath, sat down, and said with a smile: "I really don't know what to say. It should be normal to have cramps and pain occasionally."

Wu Tong didn't say anything, and stretched out his hand to pinch Wang Zixiao's knee: "Isn't it like this?"

Just when Wu Tong opened his mouth, Wang Zixiao let out a howl. He stood up with tears in his eyes. He wanted to say something, "It hurts." Wu Tong had already let go, and the sharp pain was gone. disappear.

He really couldn't hold back his tears. Now that he looked at it, he looked pretentious and fake. He was pinched. How could it hurt so much?

Like a pussy.

Everyone else was shocked by Wang Zixiao's violent reaction, but Wu You looked calm as usual and asked calmly: "Is it the same on the right side?"

Wang Zixiao opened his mouth. He didn't know how to describe this fucking feeling. He thought he was a very capable liar, at least not so magical, but he was just so good. He could pinch his vital points with just one question. Just ask about the fatal part.

The words are short but hit the mark.

Wang Zixiao wiped his tears and nodded: "It's the same."

He felt his face was burning and couldn't let go. He wanted to leave immediately, but the supervisor and director came from the headset, telling him to calm down and relax. His fans were all concerned about his health. Everyone was worried. I wonder if Chinese medicine is really so amazing.

His feminine side did not receive much attention. Wang Zixiao's idol baggage in his heart was much better. When he looked at Wu Tong again, he looked more respectful and asked: "Master Lu, how should I take care of this?"

ps: Double update, good at noon.