Chapter 862: Hand soreness is normal

It would be a pity for the child that the brat quit the program recording accidentally, so he quit directly.
That's why Mo Boyuan took the initiative to contact Director Liu and come over to the villa to film the last scene. Well, it's a farewell banquet.
After all, early tomorrow morning, a family of three had to fly back to Yuncheng. The elders didn't want to disturb the gathering of young people, and the children were fine, so they returned early.
Otherwise, they will definitely wait together.
No one from the Mohist school is idle.
Not to mention the old man and the father and mother of Mo.
Of course, in addition to someone who is still young, he can enjoy his childhood life carefree.
"Who?"
After watching the man put down the phone, Jiang Ting Xu asked quietly.
"Director Liu, who was recorded on the previous show, will be here later."
Jiang Tingxu sat up from the recliner and looked at the man in front of him:
"Should I avoid it?"
avoid?
The man bit these two words in his mouth:
"Why?" asked rhetorically.
amount?
Is there a reason for this?
Jiang listened to Xu and pressed the corners of his lips:
"I am not suitable to appear in the lens!"
Every time I dream of a complete exposure, I will be awakened.
If it does appear in the camera, future life and work will definitely be disrupted. Jiang Tingxu doesn't like such uncontrollable things happening to him.
Mo Boyuan saw the meaning on the woman's face, and sighed silently in his heart, but he was holding his wife's hand in his hand, holding tightly:
"What are you afraid of? Exposure is exposure, and there is me!
Don't believe in your man's ability? "
For so many years, Jiang Tingxuan has never exposed it to the outside world. Among them, someone's method is necessary.
You know, there are many people in the upper circle of Yuncheng who know Jiang Tingxu.
But after so many years, there was no news.
How could it be possible if no one was guarding him?
Not to mention, Mo Boyuan's servant, in addition to the super-large halo of the Mo family prince, is also the top-notch in the entertainment industry, and has been the winner of three consecutive times.
I don't know how many people are digging the privacy and black material of the Great Mo movie emperor.
However, the biggest black material was exploded by King Mo!
The entertainment in the circle, the media, and the face of the paparazzi were almost slapped.
Jiang Tingxu rolled his eyes again, the man:
"Believe it or not is not important, important things, I don't want the rhythm of life to be disrupted!"
Quiet, low-key, is Jiang Tingxu's current style.
The high-profile wind, cough, was completely unacceptable.
Mo Boyuan laughed, and the corners of his lips curled up, tightly holding the woman's small hand:
"Know, rest assured, those recorded clips will eventually be broadcast after I agree."
So, those who can broadcast, those who can't, are the men who have the final say!
Since the man dared to say it, Jiang Tingxu certainly wouldn't believe it.
"Ok."
Answered.
It's rare to not withdraw the hand that was pinched by someone.
Waiting for the children not far away to play and get tired, then they lost their club and ran over:
"Mom, Ningning's arms are so sore!" Hugging his mother's waist, acting coquettishly.
Sweat all over, leaving a deep mark on Jiang Tingxu's clothes.
Obviously, none of the three people present paid attention to this issue.
To be precise, this is not a problem at all!
"Hands soreness is normal. It may still hurt tomorrow. Come on, mom will rub it for you."
The little man was very happy immediately, and quickly handed over his hands.