"What happened?"
Zhou Jialing became more sober. She knew that her secretary was not someone who would lose her temper, so she asked quickly.
"The last episode of 'Masked Singer' just aired. Fang Xiaole, Fang Xiaole..."
The secretary was gasping for breath, perhaps because he was too shocked, and his words were a little unclear.
"King of Masked Singer? That variety show with Fang Xiaole? What happened to him?"
Zhou Jialing asked curiously.
What does "The King of Masked Singer" have to do with Shen Xin?
"Mr. Zhou, do you know the singer who sang as a giant panda in 'The Masked Singer'?"
"Yeah, I know. I've watched a few episodes of that show. Giant pandas really sing well."
"The giant panda is Fang Xiaole!"
"What did you say?!"
A minute later, Zhou Jialing watched the last few minutes of "The Masked Singer" playing on her mobile phone screen.
When Zhou Jialing saw the giant panda take off its mask and reveal Fang Xiaole's face, her eyes widened and her mood became complicated.
There was shock, but more of a sense of depression.
What’s shocking is that the giant panda who sings so well is actually Fang Xiaole.
What made him depressed was that he happened to hire some internet trolls to slander Fang Xiaole for not being able to sing, and he even went to Jiang Rong to plot something, and proudly told her in advance.
I guess Fang Xiaole looked at me like a fool at that time?
No wonder this guy keeps saying he wants to give me a surprise?
Is this the surprise you were talking about?!
Now everyone in the circle is laughing at me, right?!
However, despite her depression, a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
Fang Xiaole is a handsome, talented and well-rounded man.
He is the first man who makes me look so ugly and yet feel so comfortable. Isn’t he a thousand times better than my cowardly ex-husband?
I don’t know...what is the relationship between him and Lin Yao like?
......
......
Jiang Rong, in the restaurant where Fang Jiajun is.
“Wahahahaha!”
"Logan is still kicking there!"
"This was the fourth retake. Tang Wan was practically mad at the time. She would go up to Director Fang and fight him every time we had to retake."
"If I were Logan and was treated so badly, I wouldn't be able to help it either!"
"No matter how miserable it is, it's worth it. Look at the popularity of our show's guests now. Even Yang Jiaxin is starting to be rumored to be on her way back to being the queen of pop!"
"That's right, our Director Fang's show makes every guest famous!"
Those who had been following Fang Xiaole to do the show were naturally filled with joy and pride, but at this moment Lin Yao was looking at Fang Xiaole intently, and for some reason, her eyes were full of heartache.
"Wife, what's wrong?"
Fang Xiaole asked curiously, shouldn’t she be happy that the show was so successful?
"Honey, I didn't know you were so uncomfortable wearing cartoon costumes every time."
Lin Yao hugged Fang Xiaole's arm, pouted, and sounded a little uncomfortable:
"Look, there's so much sweat on your forehead. You must be feeling very uncomfortable, right?"
Lin Yao pointed at the TV screen. Around her were people who were either laughing or beating their chests. Fang Xiaole was still standing in the center wearing a cartoon costume with a smile on his face, but his forehead was covered with sweat.
In the program hall full of people, surrounded by a lot of equipment, the temperature is naturally not low. Wearing a heavy cartoon costume, it is hot and sticky. Every time after recording a program, Fang Xiaole is sweating.
Sometimes it’s too hot and I’m tired, and I’ll get blisters on my mouth the next day.
No one noticed these things, and he usually didn't say much about them.
How can making a show not be hard?
But now, when everyone else was paying attention to the show's effects, only his wife could see at a glance that he was feeling uncomfortable and unwell.
Others can only see your glory, but those who love you see your hardships and difficulties.
"Wife, this is just a small matter. You didn't even say a word when you got injured while filming a show before!"
Seeing that Lin Yao's eyes were a little red, Fang Xiaole hurriedly comforted her.
"Hubby, I'm going to come back after I give birth to the baby. I also need to earn money to support the family. I don't want you to work so hard!"
Lin Yao hugged her husband's arm tightly, feeling very distressed.
"Silly boy, the money we've saved is enough to support our family. I'm just used to doing the show. If you feel bad about it, let's retire together, okay?"
Fang Xiaole lowered his head and spoke to her gently.
"No, husband, Aiyao has so many employees now, we can't just ignore them!"
Lin Yao's eyes lit up, and then she shook her head.
"The innocent little girl has finally grown up and learned to consider things comprehensively."
Fang Xiaole smiled and tapped her nose.
"Hmm~~"
Lin Yao raised her nose and pouted, then pushed his finger and said coquettishly:
"I don't care, anyway, you are not allowed to work so hard in the future!"
"Okay, I got it. I'll listen to my wife."
"whee."
The two of them were flirting there, and after talking for a while they realized that there was no one around within a few meters.
"What are you doing so far away?"
Fang Xiaole looked at Li Lin and others strangely.
"Single dogs can't afford to offend but can't afford to avoid them?"
Li Lin rolled his eyes and Su Yu made a face at them.
"I can't stand you two anymore. Sister Lin Yao, you weren't like this before, were you? Do women really change after getting married?"
"Hey Su Yu, what nonsense are you talking about? I didn't do anything."
"I didn't do anything, just kissed, hugged and lifted up high."
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