After being released from prison: the actor's wife became a black fan

After an hour and a half.

Yu Yuan came up with the medicinal meal, then went down quickly, and ran up again when she was about to sleep, with an extra gadget in her hand.

She smiled, and handed over the gadget graciously: "How about it, let me pay you back, is this better than the previous one?"

Ji Xiunian froze for a moment.

I saw a palm-sized little man standing on Yu Yuan's palm.

The q version of the small face is crystal clear, the black and shiny hair is clearly rooted, and there is a small knot in the back of the head.

Big piercing eyes, inlaid like black grapes on them, and a bulging belly, also has an arrogant look that knows its mistakes and does not correct them.

The difference is that, compared to the previous little dough, this time the villain has an extra red bellyband.

The small rhombus-shaped bellyband was opened by the little man's hands, half covering the round belly, which was about to expose the navel, so skinny and cute.

'...The next time you dance, don't wear clothes that reveal your waist. '

A word suddenly appeared in my mind.

Ji Xiunian was stunned again and again, and then looked at the painted, lifelike, sweet Q version of the little sugar man.

It seems to be saying: hum, I'm going to wear it, you hit me!

There is a deep smile on the slightly drooping peach eyes, a trace of helplessness, and even more unexpected surprise.

He stretched out his hand and touched it carefully, and his thin lips couldn't help but curl up.

Yu Yuan asked expectantly: "How is it? How is it? Do you like it?"

Ji Xiunian raised his head, stared at himself directly in front of him, with a soft voice and gentle eyes: "I like it, it looks good."

Satisfied, Yu Yuan raised her head proudly and boasted, "Let me tell you, this is made of fondant, and it takes much more time to make than small dough."

"This is my first time to do it after I came back. You alone have it. If you keep it away from light and at low temperature, it can be stored for a long time..."

There was a self-satisfied voice next to his ear.

Ji Xiunian looked at the arrogant and lifelike little sugar figurine in his hand, and then looked at the enlarged version that was more vivid in front of him.

His eyes moved away from her opening and closing lips, and landed on her slightly agitated cheeks as she spoke.

There was a shallow smile in his eyes, and he couldn't hold it back, stretched out his hand and squeezed it lightly.

"Some of the well-preserved ones can still be preserved—"

The touch of a cheek being pinched.

Yu Yuan's eyes widened suddenly, she covered her face all of a sudden, and said in astonishment, "What are you doing?"

Ji Xiunian paused, then calmly withdrew his hand, pointed at Little Fondant, and said solemnly, "Try to see if the difference is big."

you fart!

One living, one dead.

One is a human, the other is fondant, do you want to try this feeling?

Yu Yuan rolled her eyes, and was about to open her mouth, when her gaze suddenly met the tenderness and warmth in his eyes.

She choked, looked at the fondant she was apologizing for, and muttered softly, "You're asking too much, I'm in trouble, I'm going back to sleep."

Ji Xiunian looked at the person who said he was leaving, lowered his head, and rubbed his fingertips lightly, um, he didn't beat anyone, didn't hate anyone, and ran away without running away.

Going doesn't count.

So, progress.

With a low laugh, he held the little fondant figurine carefully, and ordered a glass cover on the phone: "...to hold fondant, low temperature, good sealing, as soon as possible."

hang up the phone.

He thought for a while, then ran to the Yuanji group to share and show off inadvertently: [My friend pinched his face, it's soft and q. 】

[She made a fondant figure for my friend, and made a q-version of her own appearance, which is naughty and cute, but I can't show it to you. 】

Passing away group: 【………】

It's a big night to distribute dog food, or fork it out!

Just dropped the idea.

[Tianji Elegy] A red envelope was sent out suddenly, one after another, until Yuan Jiqun looked dumbfounded.

One by one, the deceased members lighted their red envelopes like having fun, and blew up the rainbow fart in an instant. As for the idea of ​​forking out just now.

Everything has changed.

[Boss, I have a plan here! 】

【Your plan doesn't work, I have a new one here, so I'll write another copy for the boss! 】

[Many people are powerful, let's integrate and integrate together...]

*

Yu Yuan's live broadcast again was the night before the second round of performances. In the same room, the only difference was that there was an extra group of people.

She looked up and looked at the super strong lineup of director and tutor opposite, the corner of her mouth twitched: "There is no need to be so exaggerated?"

Director Zheng grinned, and stroked the non-existent beard: "You can't tell. After all, you have a criminal record. If the door is locked and you come to work again, it will be more convenient for us."

"Don't worry, you can broadcast live to canvass votes, we will not delay your live broadcast."

Yu Yuan: ... These days, the directors are getting better and better.

She glanced at Ji Xiunian, who was sitting upright among the instructors, holding back a smile, with teasing eyes, curled her lips.

Yu Yuan turned on the live camera.

[I finally waited until Yu Yuan started broadcasting! 】

[Hahaha, here we come!Let me see if Yu Yuan has been released from the little black room! 】

[What is Miss Yuan playing today?Are there still commercials?Why didn't I see the order on Weibo? 】

The eyes behind him all cast over.

Yu Yuan sighed, and complained to the back: "Look at you, there is no trust at all between people."

As she spoke, she raised the camera up with her hand, aiming to scan the people sitting in the back row.

The live broadcast room was taken aback.

[Aww!Teacher Ji is actually here! 】

[Ms. Ji was in Yu Yuan's room at night, and the death has already taken a screenshot! 】

[Laughing, the instructors are here, even the director is here, is Yu Yuan being regarded as a key surveillance object in this battle? 】

Yu Yuan glanced at the barrage on the computer, and answered: "No, so I won't accept commercials tonight, and perform normally to canvass votes."

Hearing this, Director Zheng said with relief, "That's right."

The audience was curious about what Yu Yuan was going to perform, and they saw her take out a ball of dough from the drawer—hm, dough? !

Yu Yuan put the dough on the table, sprinkled some flour on it, kneaded it with both hands, and pulled out small round lumps.

"I will show you the art of dough sculpture, that is, to shape the pastry."

Barrage:? ? ? ? ?

The instructors were also stunned, this, is this related to canvassing?It seems... is also considered a feature?

The group of people thought silently, well, although it is a bit different from singing and dancing, it is also a good way to canvass votes by finding another way.

Only Ji Xiunian frowned slightly, feeling that something was wrong.

Soon, this idea came true.

Yu Yuan pinched the dough skillfully with both hands, the carving knife fluttered in her hands, and familiar pastry figures appeared on the table.

Director Zheng, four tutors, Ji Xiunian and another special tutor.

Each one is very similar.

Everyone was surprised, even Director Zheng and the others, who were originally silent and didn't delay the live broadcast, couldn't hold back.

"Hiss, I didn't expect Yu Yuan to have this ability."

"I remembered it. She seems to have learned these things, and she looks quite similar."

"It's the first time I've seen my little baker, I'll ask if I can take it away..."

A soft voice sounded from behind, and everyone in the bullet screen was crying.

next second.

Yu Yuan raised the knife and slapped Zheng Xiaomian on the head. With a slap, Zheng Xiaomian's head instantly turned into a pancake.

She turned her head, looked at the stunned Director Zheng behind her, and smiled brightly: "The head was not done just now, I will make another inlay."

Director Zheng:! ! !