Countless program groups have submitted information files one after another, and some TV stations have specially opened a new column specifically to invite Bo Zhanye and Fu Xixi to do a couple show.
There are directors waiting outside the door from time to time, and there are mountains of materials inside the room.
"It's all because of you. One sentence caused an uproar and made so many people work all night and wait day and night."
Bo Zhanye raised his eyebrows, walked to the window and lifted the curtain, and saw several figures lingering and waiting outside, his eyes condensed:
"Then how should I respond according to my wife's wishes?"
Fu Xixi pursed her lips, thought for a while, and said:
"I think we should apologize to them and say it was just a joke, and then give them some resources or help to make them stop thinking and go back willingly."
"That's inappropriate. People who dare to come here are doing it to produce programs and results. They may even be told by their superiors to complete tasks.
If they are simply sent back, their mood and career will be affected."
"Ah? What should we do?"
You can't really go on a couples show, right? She doesn't want to show off, and he's not suitable either.
Bo Zhanye saw Fu Xixi's attitude, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and looked at him with admiration again.
How many women cling to fame and fortune, love to be in the limelight, and either want to be Internet celebrities or traffic stars, and the hype is known to the world.
And she never publicized and showed off that she was his Mrs. Bo, and she never wanted to hype up her identity. She still maintained her original intention and was rare to see.
He walked back to her with gentle eyes: "Choose the best planning project and participate in a couple interview."
"Ah? Couple interview?"
"Well." Bo Zhanye explained softly: "The reason why we choose the best is because the outstanding people are worthy, and those who do not plan well can be regarded as the survival of the fittest. It is a growth experience.
As for the program, we didn’t have time to participate, so we changed it to interviews, which was pretty good.”
That makes sense.
Fu Xixi couldn't help but admire: "You are still good at handling things. I listen to you."
"When can the word 'you' be completely changed to husband?"
Fu Xixi's face turned red: "Where is your identity, do you need to call it out anytime and anywhere?"
"It's natural, otherwise what's the meaning of this title?
Except for him, all other crooked names are vain, he is the only one who is sacred and protected by the law."
Fu Xixi: "..."
Okay, he is handsome and everything he says makes sense.
"Xiaoxi, I want to discuss something with you." Bo Zhanye suddenly spoke seriously.
Fu Xixi frowned: "What's the matter?"
She thought it was his matter or something that needed her understanding, so he would talk to her in a consultative tone.
As a result, he took out a piece of school information and application materials: "You go and make up for your past regrets, apply for Adult University, and continue your studies."
"Ah?" Fu Xixi opened her eyes wide in shock.
This was something she never expected, an accident within an accident!
"Why?"
"Can I still go and read?"
Bo Zhanye said: "Yes."
"I know that the accident that year destroyed your studies and normal life the most. It has always been your regret not to go to college.
I also know that the previous videos were just your hobby and not the job you really want.
You have great talents and great dreams. I don’t want you to be buried here and just be my wife and mother of my children. I also don’t want you to have any regrets in this life and it’s all because of me.
Therefore, I have selected the top schools in the imperial capital for you, and after you successfully apply, you can enroll with peace of mind."
After hearing this, Fu Xixi was in disbelief and had mixed emotions.
She has always regretted that she was unable to continue studying and that her life was on a wrong track, but her life now is not bad for her, she has never complained, and she has forgotten that regret.
But he picked it up for her again and let her make up for it.
Touched, touched... countless emotions filled the air, and she moistened her eyes: "Are you sure it's still too late?"