I'm not going to be the kid in the story of a husband abandoning his daughter.

After everyone left, Jing Xixi finally couldn't help crying.

She wiped her tears, lowered her head and cried silently in grievance.

They all bullied her!

[I really don't understand what the heroine is doing. Can you do anything? Are you still the heroine of a cool novel?]

[Why are you so anxious? With so many people watching, she hits people directly. That's not a heroine, that's a psychopath, okay?]

The barrage was extremely noisy.

Jing Siyu pressed her eyebrows and waved to signal the makeup artist to go out first.

The makeup artist, who had wanted to leave a long time ago, hurried out and the door was closed.

Jing Siyu sat down again and sighed after a long moment: "Xixi, you should be thankful that there are no cameras here. It's so rude."

Jing Xixi felt a surge of grievance in her heart, but her voice was cautious.

"I'm sorry, Mom. I was too impulsive. I won't do it again."

She lowered her head.

"Okay, don't cry yet. Mommy doesn't mean to blame you."

Jing Siyu comforted her perfunctorily with a few words and waited for Jing Xixi to stabilize.

She thought about it, picked up her phone and sent a message to Wan Zhan.

^

"Teacher Yan, Teacher Gu."

In the corridor, Xiao Zhang, who was wearing a baseball cap, stopped in front of a few people. She was someone the guide trusted.

Yan Qiujin had seen her before on a film set, so they were quite familiar with each other. She smiled and said hello: "We are going to take promotional photos. Is it ready over there?"

"Okay," Xiao Zhang looked at Gu Mo, "Teacher Gu, Xiao Ci has a problem with her radio. I'll take her to fix it."

"I'll go with you." Gu Mo was a little worried, afraid that what happened just now would affect Kyocera.

"Aunt Gu." Kyocera smiled lightly, his brows and eyes calm, not like an elementary school student. "I can do it myself, don't worry."

Gu Mo's worried gaze fell on Jingci, a little surprised. He suddenly realized that she was Jing Zhanheng's daughter, so how could she not look like her father.

"Okay, I'll wait for you here."

Kyocera did not refuse this, as there was a changing room right next to it.

She and Xiao Zhang went inside to adjust the microphone, while Yan Qiujin took Yan Yue to take pictures first.

Gu Mo stood against the wall for a while. No, I didn’t take any pictures just now.

That Xiao Zhang...

In accordance with Jing Zhanheng's personality, she smiled and waited in silence.

At this time in the locker room, Xiao Zhang took out a chocolate mousse hairpin from his pocket, rearranged Kyocera's hair, and put it on her.

"It can only pick up sound within one meter and can shoot from the front."

"Thank you."

The night before the recording of the show, Jing Zhanheng casually told Kyocera about this matter.

It was a very short conversation. She didn't agree at the time, but now she thinks it's a good precaution for the future. However, she asked, "Can I turn it off when I don't want to be filmed?"

Xiao Zhang nodded: "Sure, just take off the hairpin, or press it. It's on the back. You can't see it unless you take it off."

"Sister Zhang, it won't affect anything, right?"

Kyocera asked.

"will not."

Xiao Zhang adjusted her hat, revealing the front of the hairpin, before continuing, "The contract clearly states that there may be hidden cameras during the recording.

It’s just that they don’t know which one it is, and they probably don’t take it seriously.”

The artists participating in the show all have some background, so how could they really think that the production team would arrange hidden cameras? They all thought they would know in advance.

"But some things cannot be photographed. I'm going to tell you a few now. Can you remember them?" Xiao Zhang's voice became much gentler as he looked at the well-behaved Kyocera.

"I can." His voice was confident.

^

It was ten minutes later when Kyocera came out again.

Gu Mo stood up straight and noticed the extra hairpin in Kyocera's hair, but she didn't ask anything.

"Teacher Gu, I'll be busy first." Xiao Zhang turned and went to the dressing room.

Kyocera saw that Gu Mo had no intention of asking, so they tacitly agreed and went to take promotional photos together.

The photography area at this time.

"Look over here, let's take a picture of them hugging each other, right!" The photographer directed the camera, and after taking a few pictures, he stood up straight and looked back at the guide.

"We're done here, next group."

The cameraman of the program crew was recording nearby. Upon hearing this, he turned around and faced Gu Mo and Kyocera who were waiting.

Yan Qiujin took Yan Yue's hand and walked to the side.

"Teacher Gu," she took the initiative to greet him, saying, "We're going to shoot a VTR. Would it be convenient for you to add me as a friend?"

She still had to attend to an announcement and didn't have much time to stay here, so she didn't plan to go to the dinner party in the evening.

"Okay." Gu Mo took the phone from the assistant director and added her as a friend.

After Yan Qiujin left, Jing Siyu also came over with Jing Xixi.

Gu Mo just glanced at him coldly, then took Kyocera to take promotional photos.

The two of them worked together quite well, and some of the more intimate photos turned out very well.

Jing Siyu originally wanted to take the opportunity to get closer to her adopted daughter, but Kyocera just left after taking the photo.

She turned around and saw Gu Mo taking Kyocera's schoolbag and carrying it for her.

The remorse value of the rebellious girl has not changed.

[Don’t you think it’s strange that the ungrateful person has become a different person since the heroine’s divorce?]

[It's just a pretense of strength. Regret doesn't lie. It's already 41% in just a few days. It must be half a month at most.]

"Where are you looking? Can't find the lens?" The photographer raised his head.

Jing Siyu came back to her senses, quickly adjusted her state, looked at the camera lens and smiled.

the other side.

The camera followed Kyocera into a room and the assistant opened the door.

"Just a few questions, about five minutes long."

Kyocera has changed into the elk outfit, with the hairstyle half done, making her look cute and pure, yet elegant and generous.

The assistant smiled at her: "Don't be nervous, I'll wait for you outside."

"Thank you sister."

Kyocera went into a very small room with cameras installed inside.

The person asking the question was another assistant director. She sat down opposite him and gave him a polite smile, "Hello."

"Hello." The assistant director, who was about forty years old, took off his hat and picked up a draft from the table. "Uncle, let me ask you two questions, okay?"

"it is good."

The assistant director smiled, put one hand on the turned-over draft paper, picked up another one from the other side, and looked down at the title on it.

He frowned and was a little absent-minded.

Seeing that he didn't ask any questions, Kyocera was a little confused: "Uncle, what's wrong?"

"It's okay, haha." The assistant director hesitated for a moment, then asked, "You came to participate in a parent-child variety show. Have you ever thought... that you would meet your mother on the show?"

"..."

Kyocera's smile remained unchanged, but he remained silent and glanced at the draft paper lightly.

The assistant director uncomfortably picked up the teacup, took a sip, and put it down.

It's also strange. He is obviously just a ten-year-old child, but he can't see through it for some reason.

He thought Kyocera would not answer this question.

However, Kyocera suddenly changed his sitting posture, half leaning against the chair in a slightly lazy manner.

A pair of dark, bright eyes stared at him, smiling leisurely.

"Uncle, no one says that children can't see their mother after their parents divorce. I think your question is biased."

Kyocera saw clearly that she was being targeted.