Quick Wear: The host is really just a substitute!

Song Yuesheng became visibly happy.

Lan Xi, who had been watching the live broadcast, breathed a sigh of relief. She held the medicine box and asked Xiao Nuo.

"Doctor Xiao, is this medicine useful?"

"Baizi Yangxin Pills can calm the nerves and replenish blood. They can also treat insomnia and dreaminess. Before Miss Song came to the hospital for a checkup, this tranquilizer was very suitable for her."

Lan Xi looked at the medicine box and then at her cell phone.

Finally, I threw the medicine in my hand on the back seat.

"All medicines are poisonous, so let's wait until Xiaoyue finishes the examination."

Xiao Nuo glanced at her meaningfully, with a bad tone.

"You care so much about Song Yuesheng, Lan Xi, can't you forget the old relationship?"

"What are you talking about? I am an only child. Xiaoyue has been receiving treatment at my family's Chinese medicine clinic since she was six years old. I have already regarded her as my own sister."

Lan Xi couldn't help rolling her eyes, pointing at Xiao Nuo's cheek and chuckled.

"Doctor Xiao, you can't eat old vinegar."

Xiao Nuo refused to let her go. While waiting for the traffic light, he grabbed her hand and kissed it.

"Your ten-year illness was caused by him. Two years ago, you came to me for treatment because of him. How can you not eat it? Lan Xi, if you want me not to be jealous and think too much, you have to compensate me more."

Lan Xi's eyes suddenly widened, his cheeks turned hot, and he quickly pulled his hand back and turned his head to the car window.

"Compensation, compensation. You are still outside now, we will talk about it later."

……

Is Song Yuesheng sick?

Xia Tiantian looked at the trending searches on her phone, was stunned for a moment, and couldn't suppress the upward curve of her lips.

Shi Yu glanced at Xia Tiantian, who had her head down, not knowing what she was looking at.

He motioned to the salesperson to hang the clothes back in place and then walked over to her.

"Sister Xia, I have to stay in seclusion recently to write songs, so I'm afraid I can't stay with you for too long. You can ask Li Xiaofei to help you choose a dress."

He thought he would be sad and drunk for several days after hearing that Feng Wenshen and Sister Xia had slept together, but the fact was that it only took him one day to accept the fact.

When Feng Wenshen said that there was someone else who was sleeping with Sister Xia, he was only slightly shocked.

Did his love for Sister Xia disappear so quickly?

"Xiao Fei joined the crew, and the director didn't let her leave midway."

A hint of surprise flashed across Xia Tiantian's eyes. She turned off her phone, pursed her lower lip, and lowered her eyes, looking aggrieved.

"Since you want to write songs, then go back. I'll call my agent to accompany me. I can do it alone, so don't worry."

"Sister Xia, that's not what I meant..." Shi Yu scratched his hair in annoyance.

He also didn't know how to define his feelings for Sister Xia.

He obviously entered the circle because of her. She went abroad for three years and he missed her for three years.

But now...

He seemed to have lost his original passion.

Xia Tiantian curled the corners of her mouth where Shi Yu couldn't see.

Her charm remains as strong as ever.

As long as Song Yuesheng disappears, Feng Wenshen and Li Yi will come back sooner or later.

As if sensing something, Xia Tiantian suddenly raised her eyes and looked across.

Song Yuesheng was seen walking out of the clothing store with a strange man, talking and laughing. The man wearing a mask was carrying a bag.

Xia Tiantian's gaze was so strong that it was hard to ignore.

Song Yisen tilted his head and asked her, "Little sister, do you want to go say hello?"

"No. She's on a date, I wouldn't want to disturb her."

After saying that, Song Yuesheng simply smiled and waved at the two people opposite him, as a greeting.

"Let's go, we'll go to the antique shop and pick out some gifts for my uncle."

Song Yisen helplessly raised his hands full of bags.

"My uncle's family has moved to Country F, and the express delivery fee is very expensive. It's okay if we don't send him."

Song Yuesheng hadn't said anything yet, just listened to him.

"Buy, buy, buy. Little sister, I'll call two more people to be the bag carriers. Let's buy gifts for your aunt and cousin together."

Song Yisen lifted the bag in his hand, but without paying attention, all the bags fell to the ground.

Several pieces of women's clothing emerged from the bag.

"I'm going to buy the exact same dress right now."

Song Yuesheng blocked him, leaned over to help him put his clothes into the bag, and then picked up a few himself.

"Brother, these clothes are mine, not for giving away. Just wash them and they'll be fine. I was just looking for the location of an antique shop, so I asked you to hold them for me for a while, not all the time."

"Little sister, you are an artist."

Song Yisen wanted to take the clothes from her hand, but she dodged him.

"Artists are also human beings. Brother, you should call a few more people over. I have decided to send all my living relatives over. The wages... will be paid according to the market price."

Looking at Song Yuesheng, who had been shopping from the afternoon until 8:30 in the evening, Blue Sparrow only wanted to say four words.

Sister Yue is crazy.

From the headquarters to the first eighteen hosts bound, it has never seen a woman who can buy something for seven hours and still have spirit.

The whole bird collapsed on the soft cloud and breathed a sigh of relief.

Watching Sister Yue shopping is like being tied to a treadmill and running for dozens of kilometers.

Sister Yue is absolutely crazy, trying to come up with a new way to die.

——Tired to death!

"Little sister, you really don't want me to take you back?"

"I also need to talk to Zhou Fan about little secrets between girls occasionally."

Song Yuesheng blinked, glanced at the iron fence not far away, and pushed Song Yisen towards the vehicle parked on the side of the road.

"I've already put notes on what gifts each person wants to give. Brother, I'll ask you and these friends to mail them out. Don't forget to pay them their wages."

The night stage belongs to them, and if she stays there, everyone will probably feel more uncomfortable.

And only by leaving alone can she know whether the little tail is following her or Song Yisen.

Song Yisen leaned against the car door, not in a hurry to get in, lit a cigarette, and spoke in a cold voice.

"Have seen enough?"

The ten people led by Fu Xishan turned their heads away awkwardly and pretended to look around.

This was the Brother Sen they were familiar with. The person from this afternoon and just now was definitely a fake.

At this moment, a man walked out from the shadows.

The ten people immediately became alert.

The man ignored him and stared at Song Yisen: "Are you Shengsheng's brother?"

Song Yisen stepped on the half-smoked cigarette on the ground, his face became gloomier and gloomier, he clenched his fists, and his tone was extremely displeased.

"If it weren't for my little sister's happiness, I would have had you killed long ago."

……

Song Yuesheng made an excuse to leave and went to the Sunset Bar.

A few hours of shopping could not allow her to rest well. She needed a more powerful way to vent.

Aunt Zeng saw Song Yuesheng and skillfully poured her a glass of boiled water.

"You came at an unfortunate time. There is no resident singer tonight."

"I got it when I got here. It's free."

Song Yuesheng drank the water in one gulp and walked to the drum set on the stage.

"Boom, boom."

The sound of the drum set spread throughout the bar through the speakers.

The people who were drinking looked in the direction of the sound and saw a girl in black sitting in front of the drum set.

Holding the drumsticks in hand, he struck the drums rhythmically, gradually increasing the strength of the sound.

He was beating the drum with such enthusiasm that he even spun the drumstick in the air.

The whole person seemed to blend into the night.

When the song was over, Song Yuesheng felt extremely satisfied and everyone couldn't help but applaud.

A drinking buddy who recognized her called out her name.

"Thank you for your love. We are all the same behind the camera. You don't need to flatter me."

Song Yuesheng smiled at the man and jumped directly off the stage.

Mom, I am starting to integrate into the world now.