Improperly being a control group, I became popular on family variety shows

After returning to the residence, Sang Ning was polite and asked Li Juezhou if he wanted to go in and sit down.

But Li Juezhou declined: "Don't bother, Shen Fang and I will leave in a while."

"In such a hurry?" Sang Ning took the food box from Li Juezhou's hand, very surprised.

"Suddenly something urgent came up, and I will go to your house to bother you next time I have a chance."

Li Juezhou's voice was deep but extremely gentle, passing by his ears was as comfortable as a cool summer evening breeze.

"Okay, I wish you the best of luck." Sang Ning picked up the food box, turned around and walked towards the courtyard.

Li Juezhou touched his nose, suddenly lost in confusion.

Does the law of chasing people who say on the Internet that they are indifferent and eager to get them really work?
It felt like Sang Ning left very simply, without any intention of holding back.

After entering the house, Sang Ning walked to the kitchen with the food box.

As soon as he stepped into the kitchen door, Sang Chuan blocked it with his hand: "Sister, which wild man were you having a private meeting with just now?"

Sang Chuan didn't dare to come forward just now, he was too far away to see the man's face clearly.

But with his ingenuity, he could tell that the man was neither a guest nor a staff member of the show.

Sang Ning pushed his hand away, looked at him coldly, and preemptively said: "Have you finished all five sets of math exercises today? If you are free, you can do another fifty sets!"

Sang Chuan fell silent for a moment. It was risky to eat melons, so he slipped away.

Sang Ning came to the washing basin, took out the dirty bowls one by one from the food box, and prepared to clean them up.

Hearing the banging sound in the kitchen, Hu Zhi, who had just walked to the yard from the bedroom, hurried in.

Hold down Sang Ning's hand, and pull her aside: "Xiao Ning, you are a female star, your hands are as important as your face, if the detergent hurts your hands, let mom do it."

"It's not like washing every day, it's okay."

Although Sang Ning hates washing dishes, she is not so delicate.

"No, my daughter has to be pampered. Before Xiaoxi was still here, I didn't let her wash the dishes once. Now that you're back, how could I let you do it?"

Hu Zhi had already put on an apron while speaking, and her body was lying in front of the washing basin, separating Sang Ning.

Sang Ning couldn't find a place to intervene, so she simply took out the wooden bracelet that Li Juezhou gave her just now.

"Mom, this is a wooden bracelet someone gave you."

"Who gave it to you?" Hu Zhi raised her eyebrows and took a look, then took the wooden bracelet from Sang Ning and put it on her hand.

"It looks like it was carved by hand. Could it be your father's dead ghost? Didn't he hurry to make the dragon pillar? He still has such crap as empty carving."

As soon as the bracelet was put on the widest part of the palm, Hu Zhi's complexion changed instantly, and he cursed: "What kind of plane is your dad doing, don't you even remember the size of my palm? The ring is so small, I'm afraid I'm going to chop off my palm, To put it on your wrist."

"It wasn't from my father." Afraid that Sang Youming would be blamed, Sang Ning hurriedly explained.

"Who gave it to you?" Hu Zhi took off the bracelet and said with a little disgust.

"It was given by Li Juezhou. He followed my father to study art with Grandpa Chen. He happened to eat the meal you cooked, so he said he would give this bracelet to you."

"So it's from Xiao Li." Hu Zhi's face immediately changed for the better.

For the little handsome guy, she is always extremely tolerant.

"It's not surprising that he sent it. How could he know the size of my wrist?"

Hu Zhi smiled and took Sang Ning's hand, picked up the bracelet and put it on her wrist: "It's a pity to lose it, it's a waste of people's heart, your palm is a little smaller than mother's, why don't you try it."

As soon as she finished speaking, the bracelet slid over Sang Ning's palm very smoothly, and the size fit her wrist very well.

"Ah~" Even Hu Zhi thought it was miraculous, and couldn't help but exclaimed, "What's the matter with Xiao Li, how the things I gave to mom are made according to the size of your wrist, I really don't care about it."

"Then next time I meet him, let him change your size again."

Sang Ning didn't think much about it. After all, Li Juezhou didn't have the opportunity to measure her wrist, and he just thought it was something he made on a whim.

**
When the Zhantian Festival was only five days away, the patriarch approached Director Sun, hoping that the guests could make a separate program to add a bright spot to this year's festival.

The heavy work of producing a program was naturally handed over to the young guests. After receiving the task, everyone gathered together to discuss which program would be more suitable.

Sang Ning was the first to suggest: "Why don't we have a chorus, singing is the easiest to rehearse."

As soon as the words fell, everyone immediately thought of the fear of being dominated by Sang Ning's singing, so they shook their heads crazily at the same time in a tacit understanding.

The chorus was the first to be passed.

Song Shiye also put forward his suggestion after thinking for a long time: "Why don't we arrange a dance show together?"

"No, I refuse." Sang Ning crossed her arms in front of Song Shiye, "This is the level one disabled dancer!"

[I hope Sang Ning can be a little self-aware. Is she a first-class disabled dancer?Obviously he is both singing and dancing disabled, or super disabled. 】

[It's still the same sentence, Sang Ning needs to be good-looking in singing, good-looking in dancing, and good-looking in acting. 】

The group dance was passed second.

Immediately afterwards, sketches, dramas, cross talks... as long as they could be put on the stage, they were all rejected for various reasons.

After discussing for a long time, there is still no result.

Sang Ning's patience was exhausted, and she slapped the table and stood up: "Since you will reject everything you mention, why not let me make the decision!"

Everyone looked at her in unison, afraid that Sang Ning would bring up the idea of ​​singing again, and they were very disturbed.

"Sister, what bad idea did you come up with again?" Realizing that he had said something wrong, Sang Chuan quickly patted his mouth and changed his words, "Ah bah bah, it's a brilliant idea."

Sang Ning squinted at Sang Chuan, and after giving enough warning, she opened her mouth and said:

"In the end, Zhantian Festival is also a festival for sacrifices. When it comes to sacrifices, everyone will think of gods, monsters, demons, and these superstitious things. Why don't we fit in with the theme and have a big demon collection event?" How about a reward?"

When everyone heard this, they became interested, and asked in unison: "How do you get it?"

Sang Ning cleared her throat, and started from Chu Xi, one by one:

"Like us Xixi, it must be a rabbit demon, after all, it looks pure and lovely."

[Hahaha, when Sang Ning said that Chu Xi was a rabbit demon, Chu Xi's face was already so stinky that she could kill someone. 】

[If Sang Ning doesn't make up for the pure and lovely sentence at the end, maybe Chu Xi's 40-meter long knife will soon be out of control. 】

[I didn't get it that Sang Ning wanted to praise others a little bit, and felt that Yin Yang Chu Xi was a white lotus. 】

[Sang Ning: It's good that you understand me, there's no need to deliberately translate it for me. 】

Chu Xi was going to give Sang Ning a supercilious look, but when she saw Shen Yi nodding in agreement with Sang Ning's statement.

She immediately pursed her lips, pretending to be shy and lowered her head.

Does Teacher Shen Yi also think that she is as pure and lovely as a little white rabbit?

Shen Yi's inner os: No, it's just because rabbits are the animals I hate the most. They have been bitten and have shadows.