Contract mother is a popular porn star

Chapter 331 This love can be remembered

Even though Xiang Nuan was very calm and composed, she was still a little caught off guard. Jiang Ranran, on the other hand, jumped onto the stage as if she was visiting an amusement park.

Could it be that this father and son are in collusion again? !

"Hello everyone, my name is Jiang Ranran, I'm 4 years old, and I'm from China." Jiang Ranran's opening introduction was as smooth as when he was participating in his own reality show. He didn't even need to bother the host to connect the words, and he immediately captured the hearts of the audience.

"Did you vote too?" the host squatted down and asked happily.

"They didn't give me a voting machine. My mom voted for them."

"Did you come up with the idea for Mom? Or did she just like the idea of ​​this group herself?"

"I guess she likes it. She has a good eye and she can't miss anything she likes!"

Oh - the audience cheered. This cute Chinese kid not only speaks English very well, but also has a very high emotional intelligence. He stood there like a porcelain doll in a commercial, making everyone exclaim that he is adorable.

"You are worthy of being my son!" Everyone outside the venue looked at Jiang Yunhui with envy, and his father's mouth was grinning from ear to ear.

"Now I'll give you a chance to vote. Please choose. What is your favorite story?"

Everyone thought he would think about it carefully, but he didn't even think about it and walked decisively to the man.

“When I was in kindergarten, I was always the last one to do handicrafts, but now I can make a robot!”

The man also squatted down, and he stretched out his hand as a man should to another, and shook hands with Jiang Ranran solemnly to express his gratitude.

The host turned his gaze to Xiang Nuan: "Now let's ask the voter to share her opinion."

"The artistic conception of this group of works that I feel is beyond his paintings." Xiang Nuan said slowly. She thought she had made it clear, but when she saw that everyone was concentrating on waiting for the next words, she smiled shyly. This smile was like an inadvertent appearance on the day of the show, which was captured in the camera and in the hearts of millions of people.

"So beautiful." Jiang Yunhui heard someone around him murmur in admiration. This sound seemed to come from the bottom of his heart, and he was completely attracted.

"There is a line in ancient Chinese poetry that goes like this, 'This feeling can be recalled, but it was gone at that time.'" Xiang Nuan said, "Regret is the aftertaste of life. We are in the tide of life and cannot feel the emotion of regret. Only after things have passed and the dust has settled, will we be in a trance on a certain afternoon or at a certain intersection, and realize, 'If only then...' 'So then...' This is the feeling this set of ideas gives me. His regret does not happen in the story, but in the dark night when he returns home alone after watching a movie. That's when the real story begins, and the real regret will creep up and gnaw at the heart."

The whole audience was silent. Suddenly, the gentleman who had just introduced the work couldn't help sobbing, which was like a thunderclap that woke everyone up.

The main creators of that team hugged each other's shoulders and cheered each other up. Some of them shed tears like a river. So what if the score is low? The highest recognition is that someone understands you.

A flood of applause filled the hall. Some people in the audience stood up and led the crowd to stand up and pay tribute to the main creators.

The host leaned close to Xiang Nuan and whispered something, but she shook her head and refused.

"Thank you to this amazing audience, and thank you to every amazing fan. Without your resonance, there would be no good works! So please return to your seats, madam and baby. We want everyone to think carefully again and formally cast your precious votes!"

Oh my god, I can finally come down, Xiang Nuan finally let out a sigh of relief. She returned to her seat, and people around her shook hands with her, some generously expressed their love for her, and some took out their phones to take selfies with them.

Xiang Nuan was a little nervous, wondering whether her and Ran Ran’s performance just now would affect the final ranking of each group’s works.

Just now the host asked her if she wanted to tell everyone that she was Jiang Yunhui's lover, and she decisively refused. This news would not help the fair and just program. Even so, she was secretly worried that it would not be long before someone would expose her identity and accuse Jiang Yunhui of "shady dealings".

Now she was getting nervous, waiting to see the voting results. Sure enough, the score of that group of works increased significantly, changing from the disadvantage of being at the bottom to soaring all the way. Everyone even cheered for him, but when he was about to enter the top ten, the votes stopped and stopped at the eleventh place.

In the 20-to-10 round, they still lost regretfully.

The regret was immediate, and Xiang Nuan couldn't help but sigh. This scene was so relevant at this moment.

The two-hour show made her, the audience member, feel "drained". Finally, when the curtain fell and the flood water receded, she was so exhausted that she didn't want to move at all.

"You are Mrs. Jiang!" The host's excitement had not yet passed, and he was the first to rush to Xiang Nuan after the audience had left.

"My name is Blake. Oh my god, the effect just now was amazing! It was even more exciting than what we had planned. When I was looking at you on the stage, it was like seeing a beam of light..."

What he said was too exaggerated. Xiang Nuan didn't know how to respond except to smile politely.

"Oh my God!" Lucas was the second one to come over. Needless to say, he was once again impressed. "What is that poem? You must tell me again."

"This feeling can be recalled, but it was gone at that time." Xiang Nuan smiled, "It feels like 'I thought it was normal at that time'."

"At that time, I thought it was just normal..." Lucas murmured, conquered by the magic of these two lines of poetry.

Only Jiang Yunhui stood silently at the end among the excited people, looking at her with an infinitely tender and gentle smile. Xiang Nuan stared at him for a few seconds and then slowly lowered her gaze.

"Yunhui, your wife should come to the show, stand on the stage, and accept the challenge as a producer!" Lucas really dares to think and speak.

Naturally, someone responded to his suggestion, and Xiang Nuan was so scared that she shook her head and waved her hands.

"As a spectator, my heart almost jumped out of my throat. As a contestant, I can't stand the excitement! Besides, what do I know about film production? I just learned a lot from Yunhui."

Jiang Yunhui didn't say anything, but he couldn't hide his secret joy.

"It doesn't matter if you don't want to go on stage, just come and produce the show with us," Lucas was obviously determined to do it, and was completely obsessed with the idea of ​​winning over Xiang Nuan, "You two will definitely be a perfect match together!"

"Do not."

Xiang Nuan rejected it decisively with one word without mercy.

Lucas felt like his heart was about to break, and he fell into the chair, holding his chest exaggeratedly.

"Wait for me for a moment, I'll pack and we'll go together." Jiang Yunhui rubbed Ranran's head.

Xiang Nuan subconsciously lowered her head, thinking that she would be treated the same as Ran Ran, or that she would have a brain explosion. That guy really liked to knock on the forehead, scratch the nose, and pinch the ears. However, he just raised his eyebrows and left in a hurry.

He seemed to be avoiding her on purpose, even trying not to get too close to her. When Xiang Nuan first came, she thought it was her illusion, but now she was almost 100% sure.

This petty guy, he was either angry or taking revenge because her response this morning was delayed by several beats. Uh, forget it, there was no response.

Why did he call her here? He said he wanted to understand his work, but in fact he was just taking this opportunity to criticize her and make her reflect on herself.

I won’t! I won’t! I won’t!