"...Having funding is incredible! I'm jealous! When will the little show I'm following ever get to have a sponsor like that?"
"Aren't you curious about the origins of the other people's names? This is an interesting topic of conversation, I haven't seen it in variety shows before."
"Isn't that because the guests on other variety shows all use stage names?"
"That seems to make sense."
As a variety show director, Lei Xuan is very clear about the principle of treating everyone equally.
You can't ignore a guest just because he has a quiet personality.
He looked at the few people who hadn't participated and started calling out names: "Good, what do you think of the nicknames netizens gave you?"
Good touched his head and smiled: "Teacher Mao Ning?"
"I think it's pretty good, and my classmates often make jokes about it."
He laughed and said, "Actually, my English name is Good."
"Help me! His smile makes my conscience hurt."
"What's wrong with you, you old-fashioned guy? Why are you so out of character?"
Ji Xi felt someone poking his thigh, and when he turned his head, he saw the look Lei Xuan was giving him.
He was a little speechless, but still cooperated and continued: "Then you got the upper hand. Your parents gave you both a Chinese and English name at the same time."
"You know, it's so hard to pick an English name. I have a classmate who has changed his English name more than a dozen times."
Because they had watched the live broadcast of the academic master variety show, everyone knew that Yan Xianjue and he were in the same class. For a moment, everyone's attention was focused on Yan Xianjue.
Yan Xianjue: “…”
Yan Xianjue was speechless: "It's not me."
He quickly added, "My brother, sister, and I all share an English name."
Shen Fangli's hands trembled, and she said in a trembling voice: "Could it be 'Yan' you are talking about?"
Yan Xianjue nodded as if it was a matter of course: "What's wrong? Is it not possible?"
The others twitched their lips. "Don't you think this English name is a bit perfunctory?"
Yan Xianjue propped up his chin and said calmly, "Will it? No way."
"Wait, did I hear him wrong? Did he just say 'my brother and sister and them'?"
"You heard me right, I heard it too."
"Oh my god, how many children does he have?"
"I don't know. Anyway, his brother is Yan Ci. In previous interviews, Yan Ci just said that he is not an only child, but I don't know how many children he has."
"That means there are at least three of them, and Yan Xianjue is the youngest. This makes sense."
"This is a model family that has single-handedly raised the city's fertility rate."
Shen Fangli, Lei Xuanjixi and others all knew very well that the Yan family had five children.
The corners of Shen Fangli’s mouth twitched: “Aren’t you afraid of getting mixed up when you go out together?”
Yan Xianjue glanced at her in surprise: "It's the other party's fault for getting confused."
"There are many fathers and sons with the same name abroad. We just share an English name."
In fact, Yan Yian first used his surname as his English name when he was studying abroad.
Later, my eldest sister joined a dance troupe. When performing abroad, they needed to provide an English name, so she directly used this name.
Later, when Yan Ci and Yan Xianjue were learning foreign languages, they also followed their elder sister's example and used their elder brother's English name.
This has led to a situation where almost everyone in their family uses the same English name.
Oh, except my second sister.
Because Yanshan was in an experimental class for intellectually gifted students, she didn't need an English name.
In the same year that Yan Wan became the principal dancer of the troupe, she requested that the name of the leading role be changed to Chinese.
So now, not many people use this English name, let alone whether it can be confused or not.
He waved his hand: "Don't talk about me, Yao Weiwan's name is also very interesting."
Yao Weiwan silently swallowed the fragrant lamb leg. "My name isn't anything special. I was born in my old age, so Weiwan means it's not too late."
Jiang Miaomiao complained, "Our names are really straightforward." Yan Xianjue raised his eyebrows, "Who said that? Isn't there Ji Xi who hasn't said anything yet?"
"Even a fool can see that his name means the same thing."
Ji Xi lowered his eyes, he knew that no one would be left out of this link.
So he had no intention of hiding it.
Although Mrs. Ji was released on bail by Ji Heng under the pretext of medical treatment.
But Ji Heng didn't have a good life locking her up in a nursing home.
Ji Yue and her youngest son were both imprisoned. If he were still under the age limit, the Ji family would have accused him of murdering Old Man Ji.
As for the woman who replaced Boss Ji's mother and his mother and Ji Yue, she must be living very happily in the mental hospital now.
Thinking of this, Ji Xi has completely let go of the affairs of the Ji family.
He didn't feel offended when his father was mentioned. He even laughed at himself and said, "Then you guessed wrong."
"My dad is semi-illiterate. He heard someone say, 'Those who know me are rare, and those who value me are precious.' He didn't understand the meaning, so he chose the character 'Xi' as my name."
Zhao Rongxuan, who studied liberal arts, and Yan Xianjue, who had read his grandfather's notes, both fell into self-doubt: "Is this completely wrong?"
"Don't doubt yourself, this is obviously Ji Xi's father's mistake! Hahahahaha."
"Why don't you just pretend your name means hope?"
"I'm a semi-illiterate man who gave birth to a genius. It's over. If I don't do well in school, I can no longer blame my parents for not giving me good genes."
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