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Chapter 443 Live broadcast of the dinner party

Chapter 443 Live

Author: Mu Jiancheng

"Seniors work, I rest alone ..."

Yu Muhuai stops.

An Su stopped his way and waved his hand, "Well, we won't blame you, just dinner in private, don't think so much ..."

"But I don't want to go, An Dao has to let me do something."

Yu Muhuai bit her lower lip, as if hesitant, "Also, is Mr. Jiang next to Qingyou? President Jiang is working, and I go to rest ..."

An Sui heard that his attitude was not so resolute instantly.

However, it is okay to work, and the two people on the side are not good!

An Sui pointed to the other side of the dining table, "Then you go there to cut the vegetables over there, Xiao He may not be busy alone."

Yu Muhuai didn't look at it, and went straight to Song Qinggou:

"Grapefruit, I think there are still a lot of meat in the basin at your hand, so I come to help you."

Song Qinghuang looked up, and before he had time to open his mouth, the pot of meat was taken away by Jiang Zhihan.

"There are not many meat inside, and the two people and I can finish it."

"Many people, more strength." Yu Muhuai smiled.

"There is this time, it is better to see if others need to help."

"I think skewers are more troublesome, and I want to help skewers."

The two of them said one word by one, one face was expressionless, one smiling is getting gentle, obviously there is no undulating tone, but the smell of gunpowder in the middle is so thicker that everyone has noticed it.

An Sui was shocked by listening, but he couldn't find an excuse to drag Yu Muhuai away.

Until the latter tea, the tea was opened:

"Does Mr. Jiang don't think, Qingyou is so beautiful with a handsome hand, it is not suitable for these? Let me help me ..."

Song Qingyou had no intention of being inexplicably speaking by the two, but when he heard this, he couldn't help frowning.

-What is not suitable for this?

The two who have been paying attention to her reaction suddenly silently silently.

Especially Yu Muhuai, because she was not sure if Song Qingyou had listened to her own words, she was unhappy, and began to think about the words she just said.

Jiang Zhihan felt something, and immediately said to An Sui:

"It's almost busy here. Since Mr. Yu wants to help, let him try the microphone over there."

An Sui: Understand, let Yu Muhuai go to sing!

With a legitimate reasons, he immediately dragged people to the microphone.

When Yu Muhuai reacted, she only saw An Sui's face and the microphone stand on his hand.

"Come, hold."

"This is what we specially prepared for you."

"When you sing the propaganda song, I will let people take it down and upload it to the short video platform."

"Try the sound now."

An Sui will worry about Jiang Zhihan's anger, but he won't care about what Yu Mu Huai thinks.

After an explanation of a brain, let those responsible accompaniment come over.

After adjusting the sound, there were also onlookers on the scene and took out their mobile phones to shoot.

Yu Muhuai, who stood on the "stage", has a different temperament from usual.

He sat on a high stool, leaned forward, and said the name of the song: "Meet."

The sound of the piano and the guitar sounded. When most people were listening to a section, I knew which classic songs were this.

"Hear the departure of winter

I wake up in a certain year and a month "

Yu Muhuai's voice is indeed the existence of "Heaven Feeding" in the circle.

Seeing more and more people who recorded videos, An Sui immediately filmed and opened a live broadcast directly.

Anyway, the equipment is there, the crew has it.

Therefore, the crew of the "Law of Love", who hasn't had a message for a long time, suddenly sent a live link.

The first batch of people who came in just heard the climax part:

"Who do I meet, what kind of dialogue will there be

The person I waited, how far she is in the future "

In the live broadcast room, there are many good shots, from time to time, a few styles of painting style are different:

[Always feel that Yu Muhuai is looking at the same direction]

[Dare to turn the lens in the direction? Let's see, who is Yu Muhuai see?]

The original speculation was still a few.

Until not detect that Yu Muhuai did not sing his own song at all, he sang a song that was biased to confession ...

[Ah, I won't explode the big materials tomorrow, Yu Muhuai love or something, right?]

[Resolutely resist!]

[What does Xiaoyu just choose the song according to the type of movie type, what does it have to do with falling in love?]

[Compared with this, I want to know who is what Yu Muhuai watched!]

An Sui, who was reminded by the staff to look at the barrage, glanced at Song Qingyou, who had ran to the washing hands, and assured a note to the cameraman who was responsible for the live broadcast.

Later, the camera turned around.

Watching the live broadcast of Yu Muhuai fans, rest assured.

[What, Xiao Yu reads the sea]

[All said, singing a confession song is related to the movie]

[I don't care, my husband is confessed to the sea. From today, my name is called the sea]

The live broadcast room finally got a lot of quietness.

However, An Sui obviously didn't know that some people watched a live broadcast and even "microscope".

The tools and tableware put down by Song Qingyou were seen by many people.

It's just that the tools above are not only one set. They have more ideas, and they can only guess.

At the same time, the crew's barbecue dinner officially started.

Yu Muhuai only sang three or four songs, and changed from a music anchor to eating.

During the period, An Sui arranged Yu Muhuai to arrange Yu Muhuai in the farthest position from Song Qingyou on the grounds of his unable to appear.

The audience of the live broadcast room was only when this was Yu Muhuai's live broadcast, and the camera almost did not shoot other people. It can also be understood.

As for Song Qingyou, from Jiang Zhihan to her, the crew members who wanted to be around always had half a meter away from here.

She is very satisfied with the status quo, "I have you, I don’t need to be polite, and I will not be toasting."

"What should An Sui say?"

Jiang Zhihan said that he put the grilled meat into the plate of Song Qing Pomelo.

"You eat first." Song Qingyou paused and got into his ear. "Should I go back after eating? What should I do if I need to work for so long?"

"Not waste."

"Okay, your own time, just be happy."

Song Qingyou stopped at Jiang Zhihan's desire to speak at all, "I see An Sui just looked at it here."

"The other people in the crew showed up in front of the camera. My female starring did not show up. Would you like to go back to the room first?"

Jiang Zhihan did not respond, and suddenly took off his jacket and put it on her shoulders.

Song Qingyou froze, and instantly, "Are you going to change back to the cat with me?"

Jiang Zhihan's first.

When he left in the name of leaving in advance, when he returned, he became a small tabby, and he jumped to the seat next to Song Qingyou without politely.

Song Qingyou put the jacket on the shoulder into the back of the chair, and then poured the cat into his arms.

Jiang Zhihan raised his claws subconsciously and wanted to push people away.

Just listen to someone whispered: "You promised me, let me hug ... you can't talk about it?"
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