The Growth of the Music Goddess

Chapter 741

In the lens.

The door opened, revealing Quan Jing's face.

The girl had an obvious smile on her face, her eyebrows were curved, and she seemed to be in a good mood.

Even though it took less than two seconds, Nangong Yuting still recognized... Quan Jing at a glance.

The original expectations were instantly ignited.

He was seriously waiting for the next episode, and he didn't even care about the video conference that was about to start in a while.

Nangong Mo chased dramas every day, so of course he knew that there was only one episode today.

So, after the trailer ended, he wanted to switch channels.

Of course, he will get the remote control, and before changing the channel, he will meet his uncle's cold eyes.

Nangong Mo: "..." Uncle, don't look at me like that...

After a stalemate for a long time, Nangongmo flattered him and said, "Hey, uncle, what, I'll change the channel and watch."

Nangong Yuting: "No change, just look at this."

Nangong Mo: "???"

After persisting with the commercial for 10 minutes, Nangong Mo looked at Nangong Yuting's attention on the notebook in front of him, and quietly reached out, ready to use the remote control to change channels.

After getting it in his hand, he raised his head, and a voice sounded next to his ear: "Put this thing down."

Nangong glanced sideways silently, and found that his uncle was not looking at him.

So, how did my uncle find out that he was going to use the remote control to change channels?

Ah - he is too difficult!
Another 10 minutes passed, Nangong Yuting looked up at the TV, and there was something else broadcasting on it.

Nangong Yuting: "???" Where's his circle?

Nangong Yuting, who has never watched TV, has no idea that most weekends are dominated by variety shows...

After waiting patiently for half an hour, Feng Zhe called to remind him that the video conference was held, and the TV series hadn't been broadcast yet.

Nangong Yuting directly ordered: "The meeting is delayed."

Feng Zhe, who had no idea what happened, was at a loss.

In particular, after ordering the meeting to be postponed, Nangong Yuting hung up the phone directly.

Hearing the "beep beep" sound from the microphone, the corners of Feng Zhe's mouth twitched.

There was a sound of "pa--".

The notebook was closed by Nangong Yuting.

Nangong Mo, who couldn't switch channels to watch TV, was playing with his mobile phone pitifully aside.

He didn't dare to play games in front of his uncle.

I just saw an interesting joke when I heard this sound in my ear.

He raised his head blankly, and saw that his uncle's expression was not particularly good, and he instinctively didn't want to get into trouble.

Who knows, God is not on his side.

abruptly—

"Why hasn't the show aired yet?" Nangong Mo's cold, puzzled words fell into his ears.

At first hearing this, Nangong Mo was a little surprised.

He glanced at the TV, and there was a variety show on it, and he subconsciously said, "It's not on the air."

Nangong Yuting frowned: "The next episode will be announced."

After all, he lived with his uncle for a period of time, and Nangong Mo knew Nangong Yuting quite well.

However, Nangong Mo was somewhat surprised when he heard the words "preview of the next episode" from his mouth.

He thought that people like his uncle didn't watch TV.

Nangong Yuting: "Huh?"

The pressure of being speechless fell on him, Nangong Mo was agitated, and hurriedly said a lot: "Uncle, that's the preview of the next episode, and it won't be broadcast until tomorrow..."

After murmuring "tomorrow", Nangong Yuting carried the notebook and went upstairs to the study.

Seeing the disappearing figure, Nangong Mo breathed a sigh of relief.

My heart is full of doubts.

Uncle, what's the matter?

(End of this chapter)