Yunlai Inn, Ji Yunchuan's action is not as fast as Nie An'an, so there is no al there.
Therefore, the guests are interacting with each other in the lobby on the first floor.
Everyone played singing solitaire, but obviously, Huo Yanxiao, a big man, wouldn't have a pop song.
He leaned lazily on the inn's wooden chair, his eyes were deep and indifferent, without any intention to participate.
It's just that the staff of the show team obviously won't let him go. Every ti it's Huo Yanxiao's turn, the photographer's brother seems to have beaten chicken blood and shot in all directions.
At this mont, Feng Wei in front sings: "It is sad to see you, but you haven't said the words you left, you will smile and let go, or you will let
go without crying ..."
In fact, in order to reduce the difficulty, Huo Yanxiao only need to hum a sentence, and the lyrics with the word "Go" in it is just fine.
Unfortunately, he glanced lightly at the cara in front of him and spit out two words: "No."
Brother Photographer: "..." You're happy!
This is the most non-interactive guest he has encountered for more than ten years!
Everyone has no idea why Huo Yanxiao agreed to the invitation of the show group and ca over to be this mysterious guest.
But this mysterious guest obviously had no pressure at all. Because he couldn't, he consciously poured himself a glass of wine, put it on his lips, and drank slowly.
He was domineering in his manners. Although he was sitting on a wooden chair, he was not the only one in the hall, but that gesture was like today when he ca to drink while enjoying the childish to dregs performance.
The barrage in the live room is even more crazy.
"Ah, ah, I'm going to visit Brother Huo, but on the weekend of Ma Ma birthday, I will be killed by the queen mother!"
"Hahaha, you can't go, I'll go for you! I just heard Brother Huo's voice just now. He looks handso and says' No 'so well! I ca n't!"
"That is, today, Brother Huo said a total of 38 words. Among them, in addition to saying hello and asking sister An An, it is' no ',' no ',' 'no'… It 's pretty cute! "
"I begged Brother Huo to say' No 'several tis. I can sleep well at night!"
"Don't you want to listen to Brother Huo upstairs?"
"No, no need! Brother Huo just sat there and said' no ', I 'd be empty of blood tanks. If he sang, I would die out of blood ..."
In the voice of the crowd, a person suddenly ca over to the inn.
As soon as Nie Anan ca in, he saw the old **** Huo Yanxiao sitting and drinking freely. There was no expression or interaction, but it was as if his ho was here.
When she ca in, the photographer's elder brother clearly saw it. Suddenly, his eyes brightened, and he temporarily added drama to fra Nie An'an into the lens.
Nie Anan held a box in her hand, smiled at everyone, and ran to Huo Yanxiao, and put the box on the table: "Brother, I made it for you! You ca n't drink on an empty stomach. Things only work, or else my stomach is uncomfortable! "
She suddenly thought just now that Huo Yanxiao is definitely not the kind of master who can interact, so he will always be punished.
The guests obviously did not dare to tease him, so the punishnt was estimated to be drinking.
Nie Anan opened the box, and four beautiful crystal bags were suddenly exposed inside, each of which was exactly the sa size, and the radians of the folds seed to be copied and pasted.
She rushed to Huo Yanxiao one by one and said, "Brother, this is the three fresh shrimp buns you like to eat, this is a creamy milk yellow, I have no sugar, this is a salted crab yellow bun, and the last is beef celery bun."
Everyone: "..."
Brother Big Photographer: "..."
There were spitting swallowing sounds in the hall.
Nie Anan handed the wet paper towel to Huo Yanxiao, and saw the man lifted his knuckled hands, wiped his hands elegantly and carefully, and imdiately took the salty crab sack and took a bite.
The audience in the hall and the live room all instinctively swallowed.
Huo Yanxiao ate elegant but not slow. Soon after a bun was eaten, he raised his eyes, and his indifferent eyes were stained with a few rays of light: "Thank you An An."
After all, rubbing Nie Anan's head with another clean hand.
The live room exploded.
"Ah, huh, Brother Huo killed his head! Oh Su, I can't!"
"I want to be An An's head!"
"I think the country owes
a brother Huo!"
"Cut, upstairs, do you make buns? Would you make four kinds of stuffing and make the sa buns? If not, co to New Oriental Cooking School to learn technology and have an older brother!"
"Well, why do you see such a wide apartnt upstairs every ti you watch the live broadcast?
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