Very pure and cute: diamond rich come on a blind date

Qi Yan was very satisfied with this answer, took back the microphone and waved to everyone: "Thank you, everyone, for your kindness to my two nephews."

Then he turned and looked at the reporter: "Listen, this is the answer from the audience."

"Then Anthony, since your nephews are so outstanding, will you help them in acting, or directly assign roles to them in your play?"

As soon as the question came out, Qi Yemo frowned first, then turned to stare at Qi Yan to see how he should answer the question.

Qi Yan also sneaked a glance at Qi Yemo, that cold stare made him feel hairy for a while.If he didn't satisfy him when he returned, he must have no good fruit to eat.

A hero doesn't suffer immediate losses, so in order to protect himself, it's better to say something that Qi Er likes to hear.

He smiled gently at the reporter who asked the question: "As for their future development, I still think it should go with the flow. Now they are still very young, and the future is still unknown. In short, we should study hard now and make progress every day. Alright." He murmured to himself.

The reporter squatted down again, and put the microphone to Chenchen's mouth with a smile: "Master Qi, you just heard the audience praise the performance was very good, then where did you learn the performance, is it Anthony? Are you teaching you how to act when you're at home?"

"It's actually like this." Before Chenchen opened his mouth, Yang Yang pushed him aside: "I learned acting from TV, and he never taught it at all. My third uncle, he, as soon as he comes home I just know how to make a phone call, make a... um..."

When Yang Yang said this, Anthony hurriedly knelt down and covered his mouth.

Did he know that this nephew dared to say anything outside, regardless of the crowd or occasion.

Reporters are always the masters of breaking the casserole and asking the bottom line. They were stopped in the middle of the conversation, and of course they had to press on: "When Anthony comes home, what else does he do besides make a phone call?"

"Hehe, what else is there, of course it's instant noodles." Qi Yan said with an embarrassed smile.

"Instant noodles?" The reporter felt a little confused.

Qi Yan stood up and said with a very enterprising look: "It's like this. When I return home from work, it's usually very late. I don't want to disturb others' rest. Of course I just eat instant noodles by myself. gone."

"So Anthony is still a workaholic."

Qi Yan smiled and scratched the back of his head: "Where is it?" He said with a serious face, "I think acting for the audience is the happiest thing, even if it makes me work hard, it will be worth it."

As soon as this remark came out, there was a burst of applause from the people present: "Anthony, we love you!" "Anthony, we support you!"

Someone was overjoyed and shouted, "Anthony, I want to give birth to you!"

Qi Yan looked around, and saw a fat man wearing glasses with a stubble all over his face. ￣□￣｜｜

*

This is too unreliable, Qi Yemo is unwilling to waste time in such a place.

He raised his hand and looked at his watch, the hour hand had already pointed to 1 o'clock.

It was so noisy this morning, except for a breakfast, I didn't eat anything else.

He sat on the seat and straightened his clothes briefly, then said to Ye Huanyu, "Let's go out." Then he stood up and walked out.

Qin Huo escorted Qi Yemo out of the theater.