Chapter 75 Sister Jing is very busy, busy cleaning up fools
The director team was really good at causing trouble. They even put the call on speakerphone and placed a radio microphone next to the mobile phone.
Song Jing's voice immediately spread throughout the entire recording studio.
Su Xiaoxiao stared at Song Jing, her steps faltered, her expression was dazed and dull, and she almost fell to the ground.
The director team raised a sign to signal, and the host immediately returned to the stage, "Since Ms. Su was not fully prepared today and did not bring her work, we have to invite the next contestant."
"Teacher Feiyu, there is a special seat for you here. Why don't you come up and sit down?"
"No, I'll just sit here and see clearly."
The director team quickly responded, and Su Xiaoxiao was 'asked' to leave the stage. The next contestant came on stage with a design work. Knowing that Feiyu was present, this contestant was obviously more excited and nervous. When he introduced himself at the beginning
He bit his tongue, causing a burst of laughter from the audience, and the tense atmosphere gradually eased.
Song Jing looked at Wan Xiuqi who was standing nearby and had no intention of leaving, "I'll give you the manuscript at the end of February." The implication was that you can leave.
"Don't be so cold and heartless." Wan Xiuqi smiled, "I haven't seen you for a long time. It's rare for you to come to the Imperial Capital. After recording the show with you, we will go to dinner together. I have booked the restaurant."
"Do not have time."
Wan Xiuqi was a little disappointed, "Really don't have time, or do you pretend you don't have time?"
"No, I have other things to do." Song Jing glanced at him, opened the bag and gave him all the manuscripts inside, "These are the manuscripts that have been drawn. To avoid someone plagiarizing before the new product launch, you'd better
Hurry up and hold a press conference."
"I know." Wan Xiuqi took the drawing and sighed. He wanted to say something, but after seeing the indifferent look on Song Jing's face, he swallowed his words. "I showed you a house in the imperial capital.
I’ll send you to sign, and I’ll take care of the rest so that you don’t have to stay in a hotel every time you come.”
"No, I have a place to stay." After Song Jing said this, he turned his attention back to the stage and did not intend to say any more.
Wan Xiuqi pinched the drawing in his hand and said, "Then I'll leave first."
"Yeah." Song Jing responded lightly.
Wan Xiuqi came in a hurry and stayed for less than twenty minutes before leaving. The female assistant followed him out. The program team and the director came specially to greet him and put him in the car.
"Mr. Wan, you deliberately left the important cocktail party to come here to see Feiyu, but Feiyu has such a cold attitude. She is a bit too proud of her talent!"
Wan Xiuqi raised his eyes and glanced at the female assistant. He suddenly got out of the car from the back seat and knocked on the driver's door. The female assistant got out of the car without knowing why.
Wan Xiuqi sat in the driver's seat and asked, "What kind of attitude does Feiyu have towards me so that it's your turn to provoke me? You're fired and go to the finance department to get three months' salary."
The female assistant looked at the car driving away, feeling helpless and aggrieved. She just wanted to say something nice to please her boss, but she was fired instead.
The game was still going on, and the fat man sitting next to Song Jing finally calmed down and swallowed hard, "Sister Jing, you are actually the idol that my sister has been bragging about to me eight hundred times all day long.
Not a fish."
"Brother, please stop talking." Hearing her brother say this in front of her idol, Fatty's sister turned red on the spot, but her eyes were still full of stars when she looked at Song Jing.
Where is her idol? She is so close to her idol! Today must be her lucky day.
"Okay, okay, if I don't tell you, I won't tell you." The fat man chuckled, "Sister Jing, can you go through the back door and sign the whole thing for my sister? From now on, I will be your little brother. I will fight you wherever you want. I will do whatever you want me to do.
If you don’t even listen, I’ll just listen to you, Sister Jing.”
"No need to." Song Jing made no secret of his disgust and turned to ask the fat man's sister, "Where to sign?"
"Ah? Is this... okay here?" Fatty's sister held up her white sweater.
Song Jing took the signature pen in his bag and signed the word Feiyu, and then wrote another line: Stay away from your brother, and you will become a great person!
"Sister Jing, you don't do this!" the fat man shouted.
A smile flashed across Song Jing's eyes.
Because of an accident like Su Xiaoxiao's, the recording time of the program was pushed back a lot. When the recording ended, it was already past eight o'clock and almost nine o'clock.
"Sister Jing, we have booked the high-speed train to go back at ten o'clock in the evening. Our parents have already picked us up at the station, so I won't tell you more. See you at school!" The fat man brought his sister to the Imperial Capital to watch the game. Their parents were worried.
The two of them were not allowed to spend the night in the imperial capital.
Originally, we had left some time for the two children to visit the Imperial Capital, but unexpectedly, the program recording time was extended, and they had to go directly to the station after the show ended.
"Monthly exam results." Song Jing reminded.
"I know! I'll go back and do two sets of questions tonight before going to bed!"
After the fat man got into the car with his sister, Xin Rong smiled and said, "Xiao Jing, your classmate is really good."
"Yeah." Song Jing nodded, not to mention the others she was not familiar with. Anyway, Su Luan and Fatty, who were familiar with her, were indeed pretty good. "Grandma Han, I have other things to do, so I won't go back with you."
"Are you still going to see Mr. Shi for a follow-up visit?" Xin Rong asked.
"I happened to be here, so we had a follow-up consultation together."
Song Jing didn't say when she would go to Shi's house for follow-up consultation. Xin Rong just assumed that she would go to Shi's house now, "I'll let the car take you to Shi's house."
"No, Grandma Han. You have just recovered and are not suitable for staying up late. It's almost nine o'clock now. You should go back and rest early."
"Okay." Xin Rong smiled and nodded, "Xiao Jing, when will you come home again? I heard from your Grandpa Han that you are going to study at Beijing University, right?"
"yes."
"That's great." The smile on Xin Rong's face became even brighter, "Our home is close to Peking University. After you come to Peking University to study, don't live in sex, live at home. It just so happens that I also have a lot of design things to talk to you about.
Let’s talk.”
Grandma Han was originally going to the show to recruit apprentices today, but she ended up not accepting any apprentices. Could it be that she wanted to teach her everything she had learned throughout her life?
Song Jing understood the meaning of Grandma Han's words, and she really couldn't say no for a moment. After all, the two old people treated her like a granddaughter, but if she really lived with the Han family, many things would be inconvenient.
"Grandma Han, can we talk about it then?"
"Okay." Xin Rong smiled and nodded, then got into the nanny car and left.
Song Jing immediately took out his mobile phone and clicked into the live broadcast room of the National Museum. It was almost nine o'clock, and the live broadcast had already started for an hour, with more than 8 million online viewers.
In the live broadcast, there is a coiled dragon sculpture in the middle. Several cultural relic restorers from the Feng Kingdom National Museum are standing on the left, and several people from Country Y who sent the coiled dragon sculpture back to Feng Kingdom are standing on the right.
The faces of the cultural relic restorers in Feng Country were very solemn, while the faces of people in Country Y were full of ridicule, pride, contempt and provocation.
"Is there no one left in your Feng Kingdom? Didn't you say that this coiled dragon carving is your cultural relic? It's your thing, but you can't repair it? It's really laughable!"
【Damn, this idiot!】
[What are the museum’s cultural relic restorers doing in a daze? It’s been an hour, hurry up!]
[That is a coiled dragon carving from the Shang Dynasty. It is an ancient object. Do you think you can do it if you want? Who will be responsible if it causes irreparable damage? 】
[Then let’s stand like this and let these idiots from Country YY laugh at me? I’m so damn sick that I’m going to be so angry!]
[The damage to this coiled dragon carving is too serious, there is no way to repair it, right? YY country is clearly deliberately stirring up trouble!]
"Idiot." Song Jing lowered his eyes indifferently and watched the live broadcast. He raised his hand and stopped a taxi, "Go to the National Museum."