"Your shit must be hard, pure gold, I guess your name is Gold Mine?" An Wen said directly.
[An Wen looks very confident about her acting skills]
[This is a bit of a feeling, it was lifeless before]
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After reading the comment section, this episode of Metz's talk show is almost over.
As soon as the live broadcast ended, the keywords related to An Wen on Twitter from all over the world were heated up by netizens and started to climb.
[An Wen's Kung Fu] [An Wen's bad comments] [An Wen's long johns]...
Every time she came out of the mountain, it was at the level of a bloodbath.
Before leaving, Metz sneaked over to ask An Wen.
"What would happen if you kicked me in the head?"
An Wen turned to look at him and said, "Mr. Mac, have you ever kicked a watermelon?"
Mace imagined that scene, and his face turned pale with fright.
An Wen politely signaled to him that it was time to go, then wrapped her thick cotton coat tightly and walked out.
"An Wen, wait a minute!" Yao Binbin suddenly shouted in Chinese.
An Wen stopped and turned to look at her.
Yao Binbin walked in front of An Wen with the support of his seniors.
Looking at An Wen, she said in admiration, "You are very good, you did a good job today!"
She had always thought that An Wen's kung fu was not as good as hers, and she only relied on her face. What An Wen did today completely made her agree with An Wen's strength.
Although she was still jealous and unconvinced, she still wanted to come over and praise An Wen.
These people, as Huaguo artists, represent the image of Huaguo internationally, and they must always maintain the image of the motherland.
No matter what happened before, it was not worth mentioning in front of the country. An Wen did a good job today.
"Thank you." An Wen said lightly.
Then, he turned and left without saying anything else.
Jiang Shiyu didn't like Yao Binbin, and was afraid that she would follow her again.
Who knows if she has any tricks.
An Wen thought that she started to tremble in embarrassment after she had gone far away.
"It's so cold... It's too difficult for a female star..." Without anyone else, An Wen finally didn't have to worry about the image of a goddess.
"Just get in the car, let's go quickly." Song Jia helped her walk.
An Wen took off her high heels as soon as she got in the car, put her feet on the seat and stuffed them into the long coat.
After being cold for almost two hours, my toenails turned purple and I couldn't feel it.
"There are still so many schedules, I won't get frostbite this winter." An Wen said, grabbing her cold feet.
Jiang Shiyu brought the warm water bag and put it on An Wen's feet, and An Wen put down her hands happily.
The temperature in the car gradually increased, making it much more comfortable.
"Wear long skirts from now on, and then put on your flesh-colored long johns." Seeing that she was cold, Song Jia said.
An Wen nodded and took out her phone to check Weibo.
Temperature and beauty If she had to choose one, she would definitely choose beauty.
It is really a blessing to see fans praise her comments.
As if the cold just now can come back 100 times.
An family's grandpa fans and parents fans watched the live broadcast. An Wen's wearing long johns thought it was funny, but they felt very distressed.
"Let's see if there are any warm dresses." Dad An said.
"Let's order a few pieces and find a designer to design them. My baby must be too cold."
An Ma is very efficient and has already contacted the designer.
"Wenwen is coming back today?" Grandpa An asked.
"I didn't say, there might be another itinerary." Dad An subconsciously looked out.
My son doesn't come home recently. I heard that he has a partner. He has no other wishes now, and everything goes well.