The gold master is my diehard fan

After being discharged from the hospital, Song Qingwen joined the crew and made up his own scenes.

Luo Wen attaches great importance to the scenes in the fifteen episodes of the second half of "Plum Hua Nuo", and it is common for everyone to be busy until three or four o'clock in the morning.

"Baby, Don't Make Trouble" is recorded once a week, and Song Qingwen had a car accident for two weeks, and the official blog is full of condolences fans.

When they arrived at the recording site of the variety show, Song Qingwen wanted to give them a surprise. Early in the morning, he found out that everyone would draw tasks together in the living room to make money, so Song Qingwen hid behind the curtain in advance.

The program group is still in the form of live broadcast, and everyone arrives one after another, picking up their work tasks one after another.

Han Yue's is not bad. After half a day of cleaning, it can bring a profit of 300 yuan to the family after a successful completion.

Zheng Wei is going to deliver the courier, and he can get a profit of 300 yuan after completing the prescribed number of packages.

Bai Zhe is a restaurant waiter, and the amount is the same as above.

Wu Mingxiu was absent from the recording due to the crew's schedule, so he and two other children were fostered by the program crew.

Liang Sheng reached into the wooden lottery box, grabbed a piece of paper, opened it, and saw the huge characters. When the camera turned, the audience was stunned.

【"The farm raises chickens! My God, I, Boss Liang, will go crazy if I go there!"】

【"Haha, something to watch!"】

【"I laughed unkindly."】

"There is still a lottery inside, so it means there is another guest." The host finished talking, and looked at the curtain hintingly.

Song Qingwen came out from behind and shook hands with the guests cordially: "Long time no see, I'm back."

【Oh my god, my brother is back! "]

【"Miss me to death, husband, I'm about to fall in lovesickness."】

【"Don't yell, pay attention, this is my husband."】

【"Oh, to be honest, I gave Song Qingwen the clothes he wore this morning."】

【"Sisters, how many dishes do you drink like this?"】

【"Haha, it's good that I'm fine, my baby has lost weight."】

【"It's white again, probably suffocated in the hospital."】

【"Uh, Bai Zhe, I love you."】

【"The other guest fans are so humble."】

【"Don't start a fight, okay? The guests are all very nice, we all like them."】

"Welcome Qingwen, this is the rest of the lottery, you have nothing to choose." The host handed the paper lottery to Song Qingwen.

Song Qingwen opened it, and couldn't help swallowing, this... Is it too late to quit?

"Raising pigs." Song Qingwen turned the words towards everyone, wanting to cry but not in tears, the least able to raise things.

Liang Sheng is in a good mood, because he can go to the same farm as Song Qingwen. He raises pigs and feeds chickens by himself.

He quickly found an excuse to leave the venue, dialed Mi Rong at the corner, and it took a long time to get through: "Mi Rong, arrange a marketing account for me, I want to make CP with Qingwen."

Mi Rong coughed and said out of breath, "Boss, I eat bugs in the woods, have you forgotten?"

Uh, I forgot, of course Liang Sheng wouldn't say that, so he quickly hung up the phone. Now Meng Ming should be back, and looking for him is more reliable than Mi Rong.

There was a ring and the connection was made: "Boss."

"Well, Assistant Meng, arrange a marketing account for me. I want to cp with the Qingwen team."

"it is good."

After Meng Ming hung up, he immediately started making arrangements.

Liang Sheng just returned to the scene, thinking about how to get involved with Qingwen. When the cp fires up, it will be regarded as an official announcement in disguise. Thinking about it, he is a little excited.

What's your name?Everyone has a CP name, just like Qingwen and Wu Mingxiu are "both civil and military", and I want to be domineering with him, and I can tell who is the official partner as soon as I hear it.

"Cool couple?" "Warm couple?"...

No matter how it sounds, it doesn't sound right. Liang Sheng frowned and looked at Song Qingwen, who was smiling heartlessly. However, the white sweater looks really good.

They went to the farm together, which was relatively remote and took an hour by car.

In the car, Song Qingwen and Liang Sheng sat together in the back row, the recording camera was placed in front of them, there would be a red light on their side when the live broadcast switched, and it was obvious that the live broadcast was now the footage of other guests.

"Qingwen, isn't your birthday coming soon?" Liang Sheng put his hands on his lap straightly, staring at Song Qingwen without moving.

Song Qingwen nodded, it was indeed fast, but it was surprising that Liang Sheng remembered it.

"It's already September, and the filming of the show will take more than a month to end. My birthday is on October [-]th, and I may have to spend it with the film crew."

"I'll ask for leave for you." Liang Sheng thought for a while, this was the first birthday he officially met with Qingwen, so he couldn't be careless.

"No need, I can't delay the crew anymore. The [-] episodes saved and aired before are aired eight episodes a month. If they can't be filmed later, they will be cut off. Everyone is working hard. Director Luo often watches the later stage all night. I I'm sorry for asking for leave because of this trivial matter."

Liang Sheng watched Song Qingwen mention the glowing pupils of the crew, and nodded obediently. It was because of his temperament that he liked him.

"Okay, listen to you, don't ask for leave, but I'm going to celebrate your birthday."

"En." Song Qingwen responded softly, and stopped talking.

I used to like birthdays very much. On this day, my mother would cook a lot of delicious food for me, but then my mother disappeared, and I didn’t celebrate birthdays after I was nine years old. I couldn’t even eat with that person and my stepmother. Who cares about this? .

Even after debuting for so many years, I only cook bowl noodles occasionally when I think of it.

Song Qingwen smiled, tilted his head and blinked: "I will wait for you."

He laughed, his eyes seemed to embrace the flowing sea of ​​stars, and the corners of his mouth hung with all the brilliance in the world, which made people fall into it at a glance.

Liang Sheng held his hand and nodded solemnly. This was their first promise.

Song Qingwen pushed his hand away without a trace, turned around and began to plan his own plan, and then he could arrange a confession.

Although I am an artist, I will definitely be exposed at that time, but it doesn't matter, there is no need to hide this kind of thing, it is not shameful to love to be exposed to the sun.