"Hello, Aunt Xuanya."

Wen Xuanya's figure froze, as if a restraining spell had been cast on her.

This kind of slap in the face feels like two people making out. One of them takes the initiative and is passionate, but the other person is as uncooperative as a dead fish. At the end, he said, "What else can you do besides making me spit on my face?"

, it’s really annoying.

Aunt Xuanya, aunt... Aunt, aunt!

She was born in 1987... She is indeed older than 1991, but she can't be an aunt!

It’s amazing to be four years younger!

After silently saying "Auntie" again, she straightened up, stood some distance away, lifted up her long hair and scratched it, wanting to laugh but speechless.

If in ordinary times, such a young guy dared to call her aunt to her face, she would have spoken out and taught him a lesson.

But she couldn't really scold the man in front of her, not even for the sake of a variety show, because he was a writer and his natural status was much higher than hers.

Looking at the man opposite her with her head raised slightly, Wen Xuanya shrugged helplessly. Under the teasing of the two hosts, she walked down the catwalk with her head held high, somewhat like she was losing to others but not to losing in battle.

Nine Muses dispatched six people one after another, but none of them succeeded.

Park Min Ha's sexy dance style was not natural enough and she failed immediately when she appeared.

Pyo Hye-mi and Park Kyung-ri paid more attention to expressing their sense of artistry than winning or losing. They both chose comedy-style dances. Although they brought laughter, they were considered off-topic.

Park Eun-ji, Leo Irene, and Moon Hyun-ah were all defeated by Han Zi-dong's trash talk, and in the end only Lee Hyun-joo and Ryu Se-ra were left.

Zheng Hengdon and Liu Dajun understood that if Han Zidong continued to perform, all eight members of Nine Muses would probably fail. Failure did not matter, after all, the variety show effect had been achieved, but in this way, the length of this link was a bit insufficient.

So, the two of them stood on either side of Han Zidong, intending to delay the progress and give the last two members enough time to build their psychology.

"Are we writers really straight men who can't speak in real life?" As he spoke, Zheng Hengdon trotted to several screenwriters, took out a piece of paper, glanced at Han Zidong from time to time, and read: "2007

In December..."

Han Zidong glanced at it and immediately recognized it as the post that revealed that he had refused to confess his love on the excuse of "not having ambitions in Zhaodu", and responded with laughter and applause.

"Ah, who translated this?"

"We writers, you can't do this. Maybe...you haven't been in love yet, right?"

Liu Dajun answered the question casually, but what he didn't know was that he secretly lit the fuse of the gunpowder on Han Zidong's body.

Han Zidong lowered his head slightly, keeping his hands folded and hanging naturally.

The middle finger of his left hand on the outside gently scratches the palm of his right hand. Facing the camera, he is definitely not willing to talk about his personal emotional affairs, let alone the public's concern about his love life.

After thinking about it, he turned around with a smile, looked at the members of Nine Muses, bowed his head slightly and apologized.

"Mia Nai," he raised his hands and pointed at the other people and said, "I was joking just now. Please forgive me for that."

Zheng Hengdun is indeed a master of tricks. He likes to pull false emotional lines. He immediately heard his "speech slippage", his eyes lit up, and he followed him.

"Oh, I only apologize to Eunji and Irene, but what about our Xuanya?"

Han Zidong smirked and put down his hand, then raised his right hand and touched his mouth, obviously preparing to use a bigger move.

Wen Xuanya was still looking forward to it, but when she saw this situation, she still didn't understand what Han Zidong was thinking. She stood up and stopped her: "No, no, no."

"Aunt Xuanya...Mia Nai."

Han Zidong finally shouted out.

Wen Xuan Yasheng was so heartless that he sat back on the high stool, slipped off the high stool, knelt down and slumped on the ground, and gave Han Zidong a resentful look.

Different from Park Min-ha's light black eye makeup, Moon Xuanya's black eye makeup is very rich, and combined with her flaming red hair, she looks like a royal lady.

Especially her long legs were thin and long, thin but not too thin. Han Zidong glanced at Wen Xuanya's long black stocking legs and suddenly became curious about which one of Wen Xuanya and Quan Nara had longer legs.

The sight of Moon Xuanya slumped aside caused the two hosts to clap their hands and laugh.

Jung Hyung Don said: "Our writers, among the six members currently appearing, please do a sexy ranking."

As he spoke, Han Zidong was not given time to react, and he immediately shouted a countdown: "Three, two, one, first place..."

"Minha."

When Han Zidong said "Min Ha", one of the eight members and the two hosts were stunned.

Even Park Min Ha couldn't believe it, but when she heard her name, she clearly had a little secret joy on her face. She stood up and pointed at herself and asked, "Me?"

Han Zidong glanced at Park Min Ha: "If there is a ranking, then there must be a reverse position. In my opinion, Min Ha is the first in the reverse ranking list."

"puff!"

Some members couldn't hold back their laughter.

Park Min Ha turned into Park Bule, sat back in her seat listlessly, wrinkled her nose unhappily, what the hell!

"Dafa, our writers' sense of artistry is really amazing," Zheng Hengdon clapped his hands and sighed, then said again: "Second place..."

Han Zidong answered: "The second in order is..."

He deliberately prolonged his pronunciation and glanced at the remaining five contestants of Nine Muses. Although Wen Xuanya was not satisfied with "Auntie", she was obviously very confident in her performance and looked directly at him.

"Second in the order is En Zhi Nu Na."

Park Eun-chi stood up, trotted over, and raised his right hand. Han Zidong raised his hand in tacit agreement, and the two touched palms.

"Yeah, our Eunji is very active, it's like an award-winning atmosphere."

Zheng Hengdon smiled very kindly, and the current effect of the show was really good. He didn't need to provide more guidance. Several members of Nine Muses have contributed a lot, so it's not too comfortable.

"The third one is..."

Han Zidong said: "The third one in reverse position is Jing Linu Na."

Liu Dajun glanced at Biao Huimei: "OK, the three reverse positions have been determined, let's go directly to the two in the order."

Biao Huimei shouted: "Ani, who is second on the reverse list?"

Liu Dajun laughed so hard that his shoulders trembled: "Huimei, maybe you think you can enter the ranking list?"

Han Zidong looked at Huimei and nodded without any suspense.

"Well, the second one in the reverse position is Hui Mei. Although Hui Mei's dancing is very funny, and she has a unique sexiness that is suitable for her current age, but it is really not as sexy as the other Nu Na."

Chou Huimei pouted and sat back down.

But although she pouted, she had a smile on her face and seemed to be in a good mood.

"The reverse list is Minha, Huimei, and Jingli. The second place on the order list is Eunji, so Irene and Irene," Zheng Hyungdon said and laughed: "...Xuanya, who is the first?"

Bit?"

"The first one is..."

"..."

Nine Muses showed off their sex appeal, and it was the pure-style fan's turn to act coquettishly.

Zheng Hengdon announced that the referee is still Han Zidong. The rules of the game are that each member needs to act coquettishly to Han Zidong, and Han Zidong will choose the first, second, and third.

But as soon as he finished speaking, Piao Huimei raised her hand and said, "This is my part, I want to participate."

Park Min Ha was not to be outdone: "I want to participate too."

Han Zidong wanted to say that he didn't want to participate at all, but for the sake of the show's effect, he just tolerated it.

But he still underestimated the production team's plan. Jung Hyung Don stood there and nodded repeatedly: "That is to risk the self-esteem of Nine Muses and Apink and have an aegyo showdown."

Ah Fan's maknae Wu Xiarong asked: "What is the prize?"

Zheng Hengdon asked: "What do we, Xia Rong, want?"

"Chicken feet."

Park Cho-long and Yin Bo-mei shouted in unison.

Zheng Hengdon quickly sorted out the fans’ prize requirements: “Then if we Apink win, we will give away a large portion of spicy chicken feet.”

Then he looked at Nine Muses: "What do we, Huimei and Minhe, want?"

"Pasta, noodles with soybean paste."

"OK!"

Zheng Hengdun winked at Liu Dajun, and the two walked towards Han Zidong again, one on the left and the other on the right.

"Korean writer, Apink's chicken feet, Nine Muses' pasta, and fried noodles are all yours."

Han Zidong frowned slightly.

He seemed to smell a conspiracy, but he still took out his wallet and handed over a bank card: "Okay, I'll pay for it."

Zheng Hengdun and Liu Dajun shook their heads with evil smiles, and each of them held up one of his arms and walked to the stage: "We heard that you are a good cook, so we leave the chicken feet, pasta, and noodles to you."

"Inside?"

Han Zidong stood still and couldn't believe his ears. The production team had caught him trying to kill him alone.

"You're kidding me, right?"
To be continued...