The Widow King's Handbook

Chapter 19: Three Days to Teach You to Be a Maiba

Zhou Yuening was actually a little afraid of Fu Nanxing.

Don't know why.

Fu Nanxing still raised his eyes to look at him, Zhou Yuening was stunned for a long time, and then replied falteringly: "Ah, yes, yes."

Luo Luo felt that the atmosphere was not right, so he put down the hand that was holding his cheek, turned his eyes around the two of them a few times, and tentatively said: "It's pretty good too, Zhou Yuening's singing is also pretty good, Jiang Yan I guess I also want to take him with me."

Zhou Yuening immediately turned to look at Luo Luo.

"Yes, Jiang Ge people are really nice."

"Really?" Fu Nanxing asked back in a nonchalant manner, then lowered her head and continued her movements, as if she was just asking casually, and didn't mean to hear an answer.

Jiang Yan might have been exhausted some time ago, but he got up very late today, and when he walked slowly to the living room in his slippers, he saw Zhou Yuening sitting stiffly at the dining table.

Fu Nanxing was lazily leaning on the back of the sofa, with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, looking down at the magazine, taking a sip from the coffee cup from time to time.

Fu Nanxing seldom wears glasses, and once in a while, she can't help but amaze Jiang Yan.

Jiang Yan couldn't help but look at it twice, and his mind became a little clearer.

Fu Nanxing found Jiang Yan the moment he stepped into the living room, looked up at Jiang Yan, and asked, "Are you awake?"

Fu Nanxing's voice was deep and hoarse, with a slight rise in the end, sounding lazy.

Jiang Yan felt that it was exciting to hear Fu Nanxing's voice early in the morning.

"En." Jiang Yan replied after a while.

Fu Nanxing closed the magazine, leaned forward and put the magazine back on the coffee table, and asked again: "What do you want to eat?"

It looked like Fu Nanxing was going to cook for him.

Jiang Yan reached out his hand to the tip of his nose, coughed awkwardly, and was about to refuse.

"Brother Jiang, that, I warmed up milk for you, why don't you drink some first?" Zhou Yuening fixed his eyes on Jiang Yan when he saw Jiang Yan coming in.

Seeing that Jiang Yan had been talking to Fu Nanxing earlier, he was too embarrassed to interrupt, but now he finally found the opportunity, and quickly opened his mouth to express himself.

Fu Nanxing paused when he got up.

It was only then that Jiang Yan remembered that there was Zhou Yuening in the living room.

"Thank you, you can put it on the table." Jiang Yan pressed her curled bangs, and then glanced in Fu Nanxing's direction, and saw Fu Nanxing sitting down again, unhurriedly re-opening the magazine.

"Okay, it just cooled off, and it's still a little hot now." Zhou Yuening put the milk on the table, stared at Jiang Yan with burning eyes, and said, "Brother Jiang, sit down for a while."

Looking at the attentive Zhou Yuening, Jiang Yan felt strange for no reason.

"Oh." Jiang Yan bit his inner lip lightly, sat down after struggling for a while, didn't know what to say for a while, so he took the milk and sipped it repeatedly.

The air in the living room suddenly froze.

Jiang Yan felt a little embarrassed, raised his eyes and quickly glanced at Fu Nanxing, and then hurriedly glanced at Zhou Yuening.

"Well, why don't you leave me your manager's phone number? I'll ask Lu Ming to contact your manager directly." Jiang Yan found a topic.

Fu Nanxing, who had been paying attention to Jiang Yan's movements, tightened her fingers at the foot of the page.

"Okay, I'll push his WeChat to you directly."

Zhou Yuening thought that everything last night was a dream, Jiang Yan's words gave him reassurance, and Zhou Yuening's expression immediately jumped up.

"Ah, you all get up so early?" Miao Xi stretched her waist into the living room, glanced at Fu Nanxing who was sitting on the sofa with her back straight, and then turned her attention to Jiang Yan who was staring at the phone screen.

"Are you watching the show too?" Miao Xi's eyes lit up, and she approached excitedly.

Jiang Yan was stunned for a second, and asked back, "What program?"

"Hiss." Miao Xi glanced at Jiang Yan reproachfully, and said, "This show we participated in, otherwise what else is there?"

"It's broadcast?" Zhou Yuening reacted first, "It's broadcast? When did it happen?"

Miao Xi was more confused than the two of them at this moment. She looked at them strangely, and after confirming that they really didn't know, she said, "Don't you guys know? Last night, the first episode was aired. It's down tonight, my God, you guys are too ill-informed, I thought everyone knew about it."

Jiang Yan, who was so sleepy yesterday: "..."

Zhou Yuening, who was too excited to sleep yesterday: "Heh, heh."

Miao Xi turned to Fu Nanxing again, "Fu Yingdi, you don't know, do you?"

Fu Nanxing who really didn't know: "...um."

"Okay." Miao Xi rolled her eyes speechlessly, and complained, "It turned out that I was the only one who put my heart and soul into the show." After all, she paid by mistake.

In fact, Zhou Yuening has been paying attention to the news of the program group. A few days ago, the program group notified him that he had recorded it in the memo when the program premiered on Tuesday night. As a result, he was so happy yesterday that he simply forgot about it.

"That's not right, everyone hasn't watched it anyway, let's watch it together now." Zhou Yuening pushed his glasses and pointed to the TV in the living room.

"It's okay, wait a minute, I'll ask them if they want to watch it or not." Miao Xi rolled her eyes, took out her mobile phone and sent a WeChat message to the other people in the cabin, muttering, "This must be interesting for everyone to watch together Well."

Seeing Jiang Yan standing up, Zhou Yuening quickly followed suit, going to debug the TV first.

Seeing that Zhou Yuening was going to drive, Jiang Yan didn't go to join in the fun, and walked to the living room with the unfinished milk. When passing by Fu Nanxing, he condescendingly saw the contents of Fu Nanxing's magazine.

——Three days to teach you to become a Maiba

Jiang Yan: "..."

Fu Nanxing, who noticed Jiang Yan's gaze, quickly closed the magazine.

Jiang Yan, who was thinking of sitting on the other side, hesitated for a few seconds, then pursed his lips and sat next to Fu Nanxing.

Fu Nanxing glanced at Jiang Yan a little flattered.

Jiang Yan put the milk on the coffee table, straightened up, pretended to be casual and said: "There are no shortcuts in life, it's better to be down-to-earth..."

Fu Nanxing: "?"

Jiang Yan glanced at Fu Nanxing, took advantage of the victory and chased after him: "Singing is actually very difficult to do quickly."

Fu Nanxing: "...Oh."

After Zhou Yuening adjusted the TV, he asked Miao Xi while turning his head to find a seat to sit down. As soon as he turned his head, he saw Jiang Yan and Fu Nanxing sitting together.

Jiang Yan was still talking to Fu Nanxing with his head turned sideways.

"Ah? What did you say? I didn't hear clearly." Miao Xi didn't hear Zhou Yuening's question clearly, so she asked again.

Zhou Yuening froze and stared at Jiang Yan for two seconds. After hearing the question, he quickly came back to his senses and said, "Does the program require members? Can I watch it on TV?"

Miao Xi clicked his tongue and said, "What kind of TV do you use? I'll use my mobile phone to cast the screen. Then I can still watch the barrage. If you don't watch the barrage, you will have no soul."

Zhou Yuening didn't have so many requirements, as long as he could read it, he saw that Miao Xi said that she would make it later, so he didn't say any more. He searched the sofa for a while, found a single sofa and sat down.

Luo Luo and Yu Fengyi came down, Luo Luo walked and said, "Yirou is still changing clothes, Zhang Tingqian doesn't know if she will come, Yu Fengyi called her."

"Got it, you guys sit down, I'll fix it." Miao Xi greeted without turning her head.

Luo Luo didn't care much about the seats, she just picked a place and sat down.

Yu Fengyi took a second look, and deliberately chose a seat where two people could sit.

"Have you finished it yet?" Luo Luo asked.

Miao Xi lowered her head and didn't know what she was playing with, and said, "Oh, don't worry, it will be ready soon."

While speaking, Xu Yirou also went downstairs, apologizing: "I'm sorry, I'm late."

"It's okay, it's not started yet." Yu Fengyi said quickly, pointed to the seat next to him, and said to Xu Yiju, "Yirou, sit here."

Xu Yirou looked up at the crowd, and seeing Yu Fengyi's earnest face, she was unconsciously embarrassed, stroked her bangs, walked over slowly, and thanked her in a low voice.

"Aren't Zhang Tingqian coming?" Miao Xi seemed to have already adjusted, looked back at the crowd, and found that Zhang Tingqian was the only one left, and then asked, "I'm done, so should I start now or wait for her to come? "

Miao Xi asked the opinions of others.

Before anyone answered, there was a sound outside the door.

Zhang Tingqian stepped on high heels and entered the living room, gave Miao Xi a white look and said, "Why are you so anxious, am I here?"

Miao Xi glanced at her, turned her face sideways, and curled her lips towards the air.

Zhang Tingxi glanced at the people on the sofa, and saw Zhou Yuening who was sitting on the single sofa snorted dissatisfiedly, then sat down in an empty seat with her chest in her arms.

Miao Xi had nothing to worry about, and sat directly next to Luo Luo.

The first episode of the show has started.

The program team made a short video and put it at the very beginning of the program. It simply and directly introduced all the guests participating in the program, and then suddenly inserted an interview.

Jiang Yan: "..."

Jiang Yan froze looking at himself on the TV screen, and glanced at the director in the corner of his eyes.

You don't have to catch the same sheep when you pull the wool, right?

"Yes, the plan is to leave the singles next month and get married next month."

As soon as this sentence was said, everyone in the living room suddenly turned their eyes on Jiang Yan, with a little curiosity mixed with schadenfreude.

Fu Nanxing also glanced sideways at Jiang Yan with an unpredictable expression.

Jiang Yan, who felt everyone's gaze, coughed in embarrassment, "Nonsense, don't take it seriously."

The bullet screens were also posted very quickly, and they were all shocked by Jiang Yan's "speaking outrageous words"

"Fuck, is Jiang Yan in such a hurry?"

"That's right, I have been widowed for so many years, don't worry, the title of widowed noble can be engraved on his epitaph."

Among them, there are many sober fans of Jiang Yan who clarified.

"It sounds like I'm running the train again, let's go, everyone, just listen to it, don't take it seriously."

"If he had this awareness, he wouldn't have to come to the romance show now."

Jiang Yan, who caught his fan barrage sharply, said, "..."

It's better to turn off the pop-up screen.

The others were very happy to watch, and would pick up a few funny bullet screens and read them out from time to time.

The progress of the show was very fast, because there were a total of eight guests, and the whole episode of the show was only a little over an hour, and the scenes allocated to each guest were not too many.

When Jiang Yan appeared again, it was time to go up the mountain to the hut.

It was also here that a guest met.

After seeing Zhang Tingxi on the screen, Jiang Yan belatedly remembered what he had said at that time.

"Is your name Fu Nanxing?" Jiang Yan on the screen spat out seven words expressionlessly, then turned and left without hesitation.

The living room fell silent again.

Before someone could break the silence, another man appeared on the TV screen.

Fu Nanxing ran into Zhang Tingxi while pulling a cart of luggage.

A few simple words made the already quiet living room even quieter.

"Are you in a car?"

"Is your name Jiang Yan?"

Yu Fengyi coughed, barely suppressed his smile, and said in a trembling voice: "You two still have a tacit understanding."

Jiang Yan turned his head and looked at Fu Nanxing.

Fu Nanxing touched the tip of her nose, and her lips, which were blocked by her palm, unconsciously raised a small arc.

Jiang Yan pursed his lips and suppressed his smile.

Scary Zhang Tingxi with a smelly face: "..."

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