Yin Hai raised his eyebrows and looked at Huo Yao, "Why?"
"Routine." Huo Yao spit out the two words lightly, with looseness in his delicate eyebrows and eyes.
"That's better than us, we are the official standard pickles and steamed buns." Yin Hai said melancholy, turned his head, and his eyes fell on Huo Yao's mobile phone screen, "Hey, what kind of game are you playing? "
"Eat chicken."
After her words fell, everyone sitting at the table immediately gave a meal.
The fear of being dominated by chickens surged in the morning.
Especially Wu Miao, who was sitting across from her, couldn't help but froze, her fingers curled up on her knees.
Shen Si glanced at his cousin, and then with a smile on his face, he suddenly asked: "Seeing that my sister is not very old, she should still be studying, right? High school?"
"En." Huo Yao responded lightly, and his voice sounded very polite.
After a moment of thought, he asked casually, "Do you not have to make up classes on weekends?"
This means something like: You, a high school student, don't study hard and come to participate in some programs.
Huo Yao finally raised his head, looked at Shen Si, and smiled, "Never make up lessons."
Barrage,
[What does it mean to never make up lessons? Straight A student? Or a scumbag who can't be saved by making up lessons?]
[2333's arrogant tone is cool.]
[Come out and pretend again.]
Shen Si was shaken by her smile, feeling uncomfortable inside, but she still smiled and said: "It seems that my sister's academic performance should be very good."
"So-so." Huo Yao said perfunctorily.
Huo Xiang next to him silently looked at his younger sister, well, I'm used to her casual low-key.
"By the way, lucky, it was reported on the Internet that you were injured some time ago... is it fake?" Huo Yao, who had hit a wall in contemplation, turned to look at Huo Xiang, and asked with a little concern.
It was obvious that such a topic was asked deliberately during the recording of the program, but because of the uproar on the Internet some time ago, no one paid attention to it.
Other people at the scene, as well as the fans in the live broadcast room, wanted to know whether this was true or not.
After all, Lucky didn't stand up and make a statement when this incident happened.
Huo Xiang pursed his lips, his handsome face was as cold as usual, he knocked his hands on the table, and said slowly: "If I got hurt, Director Qu probably wouldn't invite me to participate in this class It's the show."
Shen Si's eyes flickered, and he smiled, "That's right, I asked this question, but you Fantastic Orchestra, are you really going to disband?"
This is a fatal problem.
Yin Hai and Xiao Moling next to him both glanced at Shen Si in surprise. Asking about the injury was already a bit lacking in thinking, and now asking this...
Huo Xiang didn't speak, just looked at Shen Si.
For a moment, embarrassment froze in the air.
Shen Si didn't seem to think that his question would be inappropriate, and said again: "The Extraordinary Orchestra has been established for so many years, it would be a pity if it really disbanded."
Not speaking is the default.
Immediately, the live broadcast room boiled again.
[Oh no? If the Extraordinary Orchestra were to disband, what would my faith for so many years become?]
[Lucky said that he was not injured, but he didn't answer the question of whether the band will disband. It seems that he is really going to fly solo.]
[Sigh, some people are so popular that they want to kick their former partners away. Human nature is so cold.]
[No wonder there was so much trouble before and no explanation was given, it was really disappointing.]
Huo Yao glanced at the bullet screen in the live broadcast room, rubbed his fingertips on the phone, and looked up at Shensi.
I'm stuck, so I'll update five chapters first, and try to write and post the remaining five chapters before 8:00 pm. The speed of the turtle author is really too slow, bow down
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