Chapter 58:

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Thanks to the "Chase" that did not end long, and the "Expressive" bursting of that period of performance, Lan He's popularity is high. It cannot be said that it dominated the ratings of "Qingmeng Geometry", but there are indeed many viewers who are rushing towards him, or You can recognize him while watching the play.
Someone broke the news online. Lan He’s mother is a Mongolian. He is half of Mongolian descent. At that time, it was not widely spread, and fans were also a little curious. It is said that Lan He showed ethnic skills on the set. What is it? ?
This question was answered when it was broadcast to a certain episode. The brother played by Lan He saw the male and female owners going to the amusement park and secretly followed behind. When the boss of the stall was instructed, he had a total temper-angrily put the doll on the stall. It's all gone.
This shot was not edited at all, and it can be seen that Lan He caught himself.
In the current tidbits of the online broadcasting platform, as well as the tidbits of this time, it turns out that Lan He has been set more than once, and all of them can be won every time, without losing.
Netizens remembered the news, no wonder that Lan He is half Mongolian, and the horse can be set, not to mention the doll...
At first glance, it was quite persuasive. As a result, after a few years later, all the viewers who did not often go online thought that Lanhe was a Mongolian.
[Brother is too funny, I thought he was a cool king, bought the whole amusement park and the like, but the result was that the dolls were gone, and the boss cried! 】
[Woo woo woo I also want such a brother, 100% matryoshka is too cute, so why do you want to blacken later! 】
[Horrible, you see him talking to the hostess, and you call. It’s not a simple call. Also, sometimes when he and the hostess are happy to talk, their expressions will become very complicated...]
[Baiqiehei brother is really cute and charming, can't the family be sweet? 】
[Impossible, go upstairs to see the analysis post of a big man in the forum. My brother is not easy. He did everything very meaningfully. Don’t forget that he and the male host are competitors. This drama is actually very realistic. 】
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Netizens with huge brain holes started analysis, countless conspiracy theories, and went to see them with the spirit of solving crimes and villain filters, and everyone became Holmes. When "Qingmeng Geometry" was broadcast for a week, the ratings were getting higher and higher, and many viewers joined the ranks of chasing dramas or solving crimes...
Besides, some viewers don’t often go online, or middle-aged and elderly people who don’t go online at all, and people don’t listen to Wang Mao flicker,
Watching dramas according to my feelings, I am happy, at most talk about the heroine's brother actor seems to be half Mongolian.
Some people chased the Internet for a week and searched with a big face, [I’m chasing the same drama with you, is it so complicated? 】
[Although you say so, what do I think, my brother is not like a bad guy, he is quite witty. 】
[God, is this the case? I can’t look straight... She’s dumbfounded, and she says that the more you think, the more weird
A few days later, these posts will be jacked up to whip the corpse.
In addition, because Lan He is a male third, he also participated in some dramas.
One of them, Lan He, together with Zhang Qinggla and Shi Xuan, the hero and hero of "Qingmeng Geometry", haven't seen them for a long time since the filming.
The host Mengying is a well-known sharp-mouthed person in the circle. He often asks some spicy questions. Many artists can't hold back. This time it is a webcast. The agent reminded Lan He to answer carefully before going to the show.
They were all young, and because they were all young people, the host madly asked the gossip. Lan He was known for a short time, and there was no scandal, so she was forced to ask her to choose a spouse, and she even liked Shi Xuan or not.
"It's all brother and sister's feelings." Shi Xuan laughed, making a joke, before Lan He was vomited by her handle...
Lan He glanced at Song Futan who was acting as an "assistant" at the scene, and also laughed: "Sister, ask some drama related things."
He and Song Futan did not have a long relationship... Even his parents didn't know, Lan He didn't dare to be too blatant. Although Teacher Long kept urging him to find an object, who knows what happens when he finds that his object is a man.
"Afraid?" Meng Ying said with a grin. "Then let's ask some simple questions first. Can you tell us, how did you think that you want to show the skills you learned from childhood in the play? Or is it a coincidence?"
Lan He did not respond: "Which skill?"
Pretend to die? No, it didn't happen.
Mengying: "No, is it that you have half the ethnic origin, right?"
Lan He: "Ah yes, how do you know that the Han people who have been written in my hukou have followed my father."
Mengying: "Haha did his homework ahead of time, as half a Mongolian..."
Lan He: "???
Lan He was stunned, "Who? Mongolian? My mom and Miao!"
Mengying was also ignorant, "Then your ferrule is so accurate?"
...That's because I am impermanent! Lan He couldn't help crying about how to do this homework, "Is it related, where are the rumors?"
"Really not?" Mengying responded quickly. "That was a misunderstanding. Many people on the Internet are thinking this way. That's just a rumor today."
Lan He said seriously: "Well, I am not a Mongolian, and I hope that everyone in front of the TV will no longer have a stereotype. It is not that the Mongolians all ride horses to school and can ride horses.
Meng Ying: "Uh huh!"
Lan He reached the microphone in front of her and sang: "The stars in the sky lined up, and the two doors greeted you. Please look up at the signboard. Which guest is the cutest?"
Dreaming Ying: "............"
She turned her head and wanted to speak.
Lan He interrupted her: "Don't say it, sing it."
Dreaming Ying: ".................."
Both Shi Xuan and Zhang Qingya laughed wildly, and Song Futan also showed a smile in his eyes. Xiaolai was really born by Teacher Long.
The netizens who watched the live broadcast were almost laughing mad.
[Hello, you have turned on the Miaozhai KTV mode]
[Why do you want to sing suddenly when you refute the rumors? Hahaha! 】
[I laughed and spit ha ha ha ha ha dreaming split]
[Isn't it Mongolian? ? I have trusted me for a long time, and I gave my mother a serious science
[The first time I saw Meng Ying so helpless, I couldn’t speak with my mouth open, no, I couldn’t sing]
[What is Lan He doing? 23333 I said don’t make stereotypes and turn my head to sing suddenly]
[This Miao people explained that not every Miao nationality has worn silver Miao skirts for songs for 20 years, and was destroyed by Lan He! 】
[Upstairs, don’t say it, sing it out]
...
Mengying got stuck for a few seconds before confessing: "I'm sorry, I really can't make it, let's put one horse on each other."
Lan He then took back the microphone and recovered shyly: "Thank you Ms. Yingying."
Zhang Qinggla and Shi Xuan were laughing, and Mengying turned around and said, "Then I will ask you..."
Two people: "..."
After the recording, Zhang Qinggla and Shi Xuan were sweating together.
"Hey, it's really gone for a while, this chat seems to be back to the set." Zhang Qingglah sighed. Last time in the crew, some people suspected Lan He came through the back door, and now, Lan He has already Have a name by virtue of a character.
"Yeah, brother, why don't we get together." Shi Xuan also used the title he used in the crew to call Lan He. "Tomorrow, you can call Wang Dao on them."
There was no itinerary the next day, Lan He said: "Okay, let's face Wang Dao face to face."
In the group, Wang Mao is too tired. Lan He dare not want to see how dumb the audience is after the finale.
"Hey, as soon as I saw my brother, I remembered Yiping." Shi Xuan said with emotion, "I don't know... how is Yiping doing now."
"Then see you tomorrow, let's meet again." Zhang Qinggla also thought of the hedgehog. "I think Yiping should be well by now, back to nature!"
No, I am autistic in my house. Lan He thought deeply: "Well... see you tomorrow."
Song Futan has taken all his things and is ready to leave.
Zhang Qinggla saw, and said jokingly: "This is your mysterious assistant."
Anyway, Lan He is also a fan. When Song Futan first appeared in disguise for the first time, someone noticed that Lan He finally seemed to have an assistant. As Song Fu Tan appeared more and more with Lan He, fans also discussed stand up.
Just Lan He, an assistant...dressed like a star more than Lan He! I always covered it tightly, only to see that I had a good figure, long legs, I also liked to wear black, and I often carried a long bag. Fans laughed.
Zhang Qinggla also accidentally saw it on the Internet, so I know this stem.
Lan He couldn't help but smiled, "Not an assistant, I...friend, come and help me."
It is not surprising that family and friends are assistants and staff, and Zhang Qingglag didn't care. Of course, he regretted his death and didn't follow up and missed a big gossip.
Lan He greeted them again, and made an appointment on WeChat, and went back.
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Bai Wu woke up from the Fortuna Tower, ate some incense, and then stretched a little four feet a little, then climbed from the first floor to the second floor of the Fortuna Tower, and moved a few laps in the roller. The hedgehog is so quiet, but it can't stay still at all, especially after it is full.
The completely dark space made Bai Wu very relaxed. After the exercise, he found a corner to lie down and close.
Until the curtains were opened, Lan He's face appeared outside.
Bai Wu slowly flipped his body from lying flat to lying on his back, facing away from his family, only to see a thorn and two short feet below.
Lan He: "..."
Lan He: "Tomorrow I am going to meet Zhang Qinggla and Shi Xuan. Will you go?"
Bai Wu's beans were stunned, and he slowly sat up. His two thin hands rested on the discounted tender belly. "They are two benefactors..."
As an immortal family who knows the good news, Bai Wu certainly remembers the two who have rescued himself. Although he also returns two with financial luck, this friendship still exists.
For example, he had a fellow senior who was only given food by the farmer when he was hungry. Although he did not enshrine it, but every winter, if the farmer could not survive, the senior would send two pieces of firewood, which lasted for three. Generation, only to end.
Bai Wu cheered himself up and couldn't lose to his predecessors. At least go to meet him. He solemnly said: "I'm going!"
"I'm going to go out as if to kill you." Hu Qijuan sneered with his feet tilted. "Since he's going, then I won't go. Ben Xiangu also rests."
Lan He: "Too tired, right."
As long as Hu Seventy-nine followed him, she would be mad for the popularity of the scene, the order of going on stage, etc. She was not interested in going to this meal or recording program...
Hu Seventy-nine said with a smile: "It's mainly about respecting the family and being polite."
It means how many times she has returned.
Lan He smiled, "Is it? I also promised Teacher Xuanguang to make Liuye soup for you."
"Liuye Tang?!" Hu Qianjiu's saliva was about to flow down at that time. "Zunjia I was wrong, Zunjia is really kind to me!"
Lan He: "Are you really greedy? He said that the Xian family eats this. I still don't believe how delicious it is."
Xianjia usually eats human food, Humen still loves chicken, but with Lan He observed, they love the incense they made more. He knows Liuye Tang, not just the old Beijing snacks, but also supper breakfast bars. I don’t know why Song Futan would say they like to eat.
Now Hu 79 is really excited. Even Bai Wu heard Liu Ye Tang and turned over to see.
"It's not to say how delicious..." Hu Qijuu touched his chin and said, "I don't know anything about Zun's family, but when the four gates are in the niche ceremony, the family of human disciples will prepare this for the fairy families present. Eating is the ordinary meal of the old Beijing people, and it's just a piece of soup with different shapes.
"So you have to say how delicious it is, but it's not that-although Liuye is yin, but Liuye soup is not made from willow leaves, just cut the noodles into willow leaf shapes. Anyway, I like to eat, that is Because the Xianjia niche was a lively event when I was a kid, I would drink willow leaf soup when I met it. This is the tradition, the memory."
Lan He understood, "Drinking is not soup, but feelings, just like New Year's snacks."
Bai Wu also rubbed two thin claws, as if looking forward to it.
Lan He: "Haha, Bai Wu also has feelings?"
Hu Seventy-nine vomited: "He is just looking forward to it, what kind of death is the White Gate, he was born to have several opportunities to participate in the elder's niche ceremony."
White five: "............"
Bai Wu said sadly: "Yes, one time, my three uncles became the altars of others. When I was in the niche, I went to drink a bowl of sour pot soup..."
Lan He couldn't help saying: "Don't talk about it, the more you look, the more pitiful you are." Just drink it once, it's too bad.
White five: _(:з)∠)_
Soon, Song Futan also brought Liuye soup, a total of four bowls, thin noodles cut into rhombuses, indeed somewhat like willow leaves. There are two methods of Liuye soup, soy pot and inverted soy pot. This is the kind of soy pot method described by Baiwu. Seasonings such as scallion, and garlic cloves first scent, then add salt and water to boil. The slices were put in and cooked, and the top was filled with braised seaweed and sauerkraut.
"I try." Lan He served a bowl.
Bai Wu and Hu Jiujuan also brought their own bowls to eat, slurped and swallowed with fragrant halogen. Although it was very heavy to eat, it looked very fragrant.
Song Futan: "How is it?"
Hu Qijuan eats while looking at him with his eyes squinted, because the recording studio is always held by Song Futan, she is ecstatic and said: "Don’t think that if you eat your Liu Ye'er, even if you approve you, if this Liu Ye'er is a bit delicious, and it's all due to its own merits. It has nothing to do with you."
Song Futan: "..."
Lan He remembered Song Futan's private mockery and secretly laughed, how is it really like the stepmother.
Song Futan looked at him laughing and said to Hu 79: "Then you are going to record the program next time, first pick up the beans that have fallen into the house."
Hu Seventy-nine: "..............."
She was almost choked by the dough and rolled her eyes.
Instead, Lan He was amused and laughed: "Hu Xiren no longer talk nonsense, eat your feelings."
Lan He was not from Beijing, and he didn't have such feelings, so he didn't have any taste, but he didn't have feelings, but he asked Song Futan, "Well... what about you, do you have feelings, do you often drink Liuye Tang?"
Hu Qijue laughed, and Bai Wu coughed.
Lan He: "?"
Song Futan said helplessly: "You can't ask this question. In the past, in Beijing, not only did the people who enshrined the four gates did anything that would please drink Liuye Tang, the people who did the white things, they also entertained the monk Tao Yankou to eat Liuye Tang or The ingot soup is for supper. So it’s not auspicious to ask to eat it..."
Lan He: "..."
Lan He ashamed: "Sorry, I don't understand the habits here."
The red and white happy event was busy the first day, and the supper was indispensable. In addition to the supper, there is also an emphasis on not to leave the funeral in Beijing, so guests have to provide breakfast, so although this is a traditional food, pay attention when speaking verbally.
Song Futan just told him that of course he wouldn’t mind. In the future, be careful not to say so to the old man. He touched Lan He’s head before he picked up his bowl.
At this moment, a ghost came in the window: "Liuye Tang? Let me come!"
It was Laobai, the No. 1 filial son in Beijing, who rushed over to drink soup without saying a word.
Because the old things are always entertained, ghosts and gods can pass by, so not only the four gates have feelings, but Laobai also has feelings. Nowadays, the white things in the capital will continue to be the same as before.
Lao Baiduan's Song Futan's bowl was completely sucked, and he watched Lan He look at himself uncomfortably.
Laughter in Lao Bai's heart, there is a stepmother with a stepfather, eating Song Futan a bowl of soup, Lan He has this expression, how generous it was before!
"How? Still angry?" Lao Bai was ready to kneel at any time.
Lan He: "No, you stepped on my invisible hook."
Lao Bai: "............"
The chain linking Lan He and Song Fu Tan can't be seen when sprinkled with Fushui, but Lao Bai has a bad shade and can of course encounter it.
Lao Bai took a step back: "Oh, sorry."
Lan He didn't scold Lao Bai either. He ate a few meals and couldn't eat too much. His bowl and Song Futan would be enough to eat together, and he wasted no waste, but I went to find some ingots to give Lao Bai for the time being.
"Hey... I won't be polite to you anymore. I still remember a new song on the way. It's reasonable to go home and see." Lao Bai whispered nonsense. Once he put the instrument on his hand, he put the ingot Embrace in your arms.
For him, this song is still a new song.
I bother. Lan He scolded in his heart, and he picked up the paper and looked at it. He and Song Futan sat in a row. Although Song Futan did not turn his head, Lao Bai was still vigilant and said: "You can see, Song Futan can not Look."
"Oh... Isn't it a ghost?" Lan He said, he knew that this was a copy of the life and death book, and ordinary people can't read it.
And this thing is a departmental secret. He is impermanent and can see it, but Song Futan is not, or even if he is from Yincaodifu, he can't just look at Yin Si's mantra.
Lan He also only glanced at it. There is a seal on the vagina, which records the details of Laobai's work: Jiang Hansheng, born in a certain year and day, and died in a certain day and time... At eleven o'clock in the evening, information such as address, characteristics, etc. were attached.
Lan He put it down easily: "It's a little far away, and there is an hour left. Can you have time?"
Old Bai Yanran smiled: "I've calculated it, and I left after finishing the money. It's too late."
Lan He: "..."
Lan He: "You look so filial..."
Lao Bai didn't understand it: "?"
Lan He: "It means to leave you!"
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The next day, Lan He was going to the appointment, and Song Futan was locked. Of course, he drove with him.
Lan He put Bai Wu in a pocket with a match box, "Bai Zhixian, do you have confidence!"
White five: "...Yes!"
The name of this fairy family cannot be disclosed casually, but now privately, Lan He will also shout from time to time, mainly because he is afraid that he will forget the name of the two of them if he does not shout, even if he calls his full name like a parent.
As a result, I was delayed for a while when I went out. Before I got there, I was in a traffic jam. I was late, and Lan He was speechless. "It's not good, let's stop and walk over."
"Walking is still some distance away. Don't look at the map." Song Futan glanced. "I remember there is a subway station nearby. Take the second line."
Lan He hesitated: "Metro..."
Song Futan: "Wear the mask, it should not be found."
"It's not this problem," Lan Hedao said, "I don't care, it's okay to squeeze, but now it seems to be the evening peak, I'm afraid our family will cook the willow soup so soon..."
Excuse me, on the second line of the evening peak, how many times is Yiping dead?
Bai Wubiao tears: "............"