"Sure enough, those who are favored are always fearless. Last time it was Brother Yu, and this time it is Jiashu. Ah, it must be a happy feeling to be favored by Ye Wan, right?"
"My brother Yu is about to explode! He feels wronged.jpg"
"I suddenly feel that small and soft girls are better... Let's not talk about Xu Leyan in the previous episode. As for Yi Yi in this episode, whenever she sits down, Ye Wan will easily pull her back into his arms. Ah, she is so spoiled!"
"I've confirmed it through eye contact. Ye Wan is a brother-con and sister-con. It's so lucky to be Ye Wan's brother!"
"hey-hey……"
"??? The one who was laughing just now was Xin, right? You've even dragged your hatred into a parent-child variety show, isn't that necessary??? Xin, are you done with your image as an idol? Have you prepared a new album?"
"Can't see me, can't see me, I'm leaving..."
“…”
There is laughter in the live broadcast room.
A group of people were also laughing around the bonfire at the scene.
The guests talked about the rare moments of frustration during the tasks, the joy they had most of the time, and the growth of the cute kids.
More often than not, after thanking the program team and staff, he would especially thank Ye Wan for his care along the way.
The cute kids talk about their wishes.
Wen Duoyu was furious, "I want to build a time machine and go back to the time when I signed the contract with the program crew, and write a note in the contract that the guest lineup cannot be changed during the process."
The whole audience burst into laughter.
Lin Jiashu, like a monkey, used the same trick he had used at the market before, "Food, drink, clothing, and daily necessities, please powerful brand dads, investment moms, sponsor grandparents, uncles, and aunts, take a look at us!"
Grabbing the cute baby billboard from Ruan Xingchen's hand and holding it in front of the camera, Lin Jiashu bowed and said, "Come and sponsor us, let's record the rivers and lakes of our motherland together!"
The director laughed so hard that his eyes were invisible.
Zhou Heyan blinked her big eyes and said in a sweet voice, "I will no longer be a crying girl. I want to be my father's big cotton-padded jacket and my mother's small cotton-padded vest."
The comments were all full of “Daughters are better after all.”
The camera then turned to Shen Yiyang.
The four-year-old boy could not quite understand the dream that the director was talking about.
After a long pause, he clenched his fists and said seriously, "My dream is to lead Ultraman to defeat all the monsters on Earth and maintain world peace."
“Pfft, hahahahaha… As expected, no matter how beautiful the painting style is, when it comes to boys, the style will suddenly change!”
"Well, that's a very four-year-old wish!"
"My son is really a little stupid! God bless, I am willing to give ten pounds of fat in exchange for a daughter in my belly, please... 20 pounds is fine!"
"I'll trade my husband's 50 kilograms of fat for a 5-kilogram little girl. Isn't this wish too much? Gods passing by, please..."
The tone of the conversation in the live broadcast room gradually went off track.
The camera on the big screen turned and turned into a cute one.
Everyone knew that Yi Yi couldn't speak, and the director didn't expect her to be able to say anything like other children.
When he spoke, his voice was much gentler and slower than when he asked the previous children. Jia Lintao said in a gentle voice: "Yi Yi, did you have fun this time? Do you want to participate in the show next time?"
There was no nervousness or awkwardness as at the beginning of the show.
There is no hostility or vigilance.
The three-year-old little girl, as white and soft as a glutinous rice dumpling, smiled with curved eyes and nodded: I'm happy! I'll come again! (End of this chapter)