I’m Afraid It’s a Salted Fish - Chapter 12

Zhu Ziqi: “…”

Chen Yi: “…”

Ren Junwei, an experienced and battle-hardened old MC, known as “Old Fox” in “The Law of God,” blurted out after hearing the broadcast: “… lying trough.”

Everyone is not a fool. Chi Song’s thirty-seven chips are definitely not falling from the sky. As long as you think about it carefully, it’s not difficult to figure out that it is almost the same as the sky.

Not only that, but they lined up, sending chips one by one.

…Mum’s thoughts are all on top.

In front of the exhausted seniors, of course Chi Song didn’t dare to be too blatant. He bowed and said, luck, luck, luck.

I’ve been working so long in vain, making wedding dresses for others, and anyone can’t be happy, but if you play variety shows too much to win or lose, you will inevitably be crowned as “can’t play” or “lost” if you have a black face in front of the camera. reputation.

So everyone slowed down for a while, and then he started laughing again.

Li Qiuyan dragged Chi Song, unwillingly: “Please eat! Please eat!”

Chi Song said obediently: “Please, of course, please.”

A bunch of people are preparing to end the fight. The director of the program group cleared his throat and suddenly came out: “Congratulations to Chi Song, the MVP for this season’s “Law of God!”

Countless cameras aimed at Chi Song at the same time, magnifying Chi Song’s stunned face on the screen, and then zooming in: “…Ah?”

Li Qiuli took the opportunity to come together: “Don’t you know?”

Of course, Chi Song knows that the “Law of God” that he participated in the recording this time is the last issue of the third season, and each season of “The Law of God” will select an MVP in the final period, that is, the most won this season. Players, win the prize money accumulated in the prize pool this season.

There are a total of fifteen issues in a season, each of which has 10,000 yuan in the prize pool.

Originally this season, before Chi Song came, Chen Yi was the recognized and most popular MVP winner. As a result, in the final issue, Chi Song picked the peaches worth 150,000.

…Chi Song is a little imaginary.

“Old Fox” Ren Junwei saw his shake and smiled with a heart-warming pill to Chi Song: “Xiaochi, you can take it with peace of mind. Chen Yi took 12 chips at most once.”

Aside, Chen Yi covered her heart and pierced her heart.

Chi Song rubbed his nose and smiled particularly embarrassed.

That night, Chi Song really invited everyone to have a meal, and also gave red envelopes to the chief staff of the various departments of the program group. The money is not much. Each person is 500 yuan.

This was given to him by Song Zhihuai, and he had a good relationship with these people. They will give the guests some more shots when editing.

At the banquet, Zhu Ziqi, who was a girlfriend, has been praising Chi Chi for a long time.

Yu Song of Chi Song noticed that Chen Yi’s face on one side had collapsed and he had to smile hard, looking very pitiful.

He felt that he had to help Chen Yi, so he took advantage of Zhu Ziqi and Li Qiu’s attention and took out his squat under the plate, picked up another glass of beer, and sipped carefully.

After three minutes.

Chi Song hugged Li Qiu-Liang’s arm with a blushing face, rubbing and rubbing again and again, the scene can be said to be very basic for a while.

Li Qiuli is one of the few people in the circle who knows Chi Song’s recent orientation. He whispered: “…You must be more precise, brother is a straight man.”

Chi Song glanced at him blushing, and suddenly squinted and laughed: “Meow~~”

Li Qiuli took a breath of air: “…”

I rely on, so **** cute.

Chi Song said: “I am handsome Song, meow meow.”

The others present laughed down.

Zhu Ziqi was unbearable: “He still can’t drink?”

Li Qiuli, holding Chi Song’s crumbling body, afraid of his bald mouth, said nothing he should say, hurriedly said: “I took him back to the hotel first.”

Although Zhu Ziqi likes to play gags, of course, at this time, he also explained to Chi Song’s help: “Xiao Songzi has poured a glass since he was a child. You two go first, later…” She glanced across the table and said, “I went back to the hotel with Chen Yi.”

When Chen Yi heard it, the goddess’ shining light and Hallelujah’s BGM lit up throughout her life.

All of the people present were aware of how bruised the image would be if the drunken gaffe was filmed in public, so they all said he would let him leave first.

Li Qiuli, dragging Chi Song’s arm, was about to leave. Chi Song flung him away with Zhang Chao’s serious face, and said, “I, absolutely, don’t escape.”

Li Qiuyan coaxed him: “Who made you run away?”

Chi Song was angry with his cheek gang: “I, say yes, I want to treat you.”

After he finished talking, he touched all over his body.

Zhu Ziqi couldn’t see it any longer: “What are you looking for?”

Chi Song expressed aggrievedly: “I have a card on my body.”

Zhu Ziqi swept and found his card under the plate: “…Isn’t it here?”

Chi Song smiled particularly silly and sweet, with bright eyes: “Yes, you found it.”

Zhu Ziqi: “…”

Chi Song took Li Qiuli’s hand and solemnly slapped the card in his palm: “I, birthday, you remember.”

Chi Song, who said a lot of freestyle, was forcibly put on a mask by Li Qiuli and violently moved to a taxi.

In the taxi, Chi Song blushed softly and said, “To Huai, please be lighter.”

The driver was very young, so he looked at the two men wearing big masks, looking at the outline of the eyes and the chin, and they knew that they were handsome guys, and started the car.

Straight man Li Qiu Li realized that he had been misunderstood. Without a word, he learned the posture of the Northeast masters to poke the dog and put a hand on Chi Song’s head: “Rely.”

Chi Song stopped talking and leaned against the seat for a long time.

Li Qiuli had just breathed a sigh of relief and heard Chi Song grievances openly saying, “…I can bear it a little bit heavier.”

Combined with the context of the context, Li Qiu Li’s face was green, and he couldn’t do it again with a “chuck”, straightening his eyes.

The taxi driver also made a special intimate supplement: “Guests, please bear with me a little, the hotel will be here soon.”

He gritted his teeth and dragged the drunk cat halfway into the hotel lobby. Li Qiuli raised his eyes and saw a man in a suit and suit standing at the front desk to check in.

Chi Song suddenly stretched his finger and moved forward: “…To Huai.”

Li Qiuli: “…I rely on, Xiao Songzi, can you control your emotions.”

Chi Song waved his hand excitedly: “To Huai Zhihuai!”

The person who was going through the formalities turned around and saw what Li Qiuli and Chi Song were entwined and wished to be together.

Song Zhihuai’s face was green and green, and he was very healthy.

Li Qiuli: “…”

…Goddamn Shura field.

Li Qiuli returned to God, put Chi Song’s mouth shut, and walked to Song Zhihuai in a generous manner: “Chi Song is drunk. Are you… President Song?”

Li Qiuli was not a member of Nebula Entertainment, but had heard Song Zhihuai’s name from Chi Song and had never seen him.

Song Zhihuai is not a mortal. In a few moments, he cleaned up the expression of jealousy and jealousy, and calmly said: “I know you, you have acted with him.”

Li Qiu Li Khan gave a hand: “What happened as a child.”

Song Zhihuaipi smiled and said, “…He often mentions you.”

Li Qiuli: “…”

In a cold sweat, he handed over Chi Song to his husband. Li Qiuli went out of the hotel door and decided to go and suppress it.

On the other side, the shady Song Zhihuai carried Chi Song into the room he had opened.

As a result, he hadn’t figured out how to make it difficult, and Chi Song, who was rolling on the bed, began to tremble: “…Itchy.”

Song Zhihuai heard the news and immediately opened his front, and a large rash appeared on his chest.

Less than a moment later, the rash spread to his neck and abdomen, Chi Song shrank on the bed, the itch shivered, and he held the pillow silently.

Song Zhihuai was willing to say that he contacted a nearby private hospital and asked the doctors and nurses to hang him a bit to suppress allergies.

Chi Song was allergic to alcohol and could not drink alcohol. Song Zhihuai had known for a long time.

That was when the two of them met for the first time.

Song Zhihuai used to talk about things before drinking, so after explaining his intention to invite him, Song Zhihuai picked up his glass and said to Chi Song: “Come.”

Chi Song hesitated for a moment, felt that the boss had to drink toast, and picked up the glass: “Dry.”

After less than two minutes of work, Chi Song gobbled down.

Song Zhihuai took Chi Song to the hospital.

At ordinary times, Chi Song looks particularly cautious and well-behaved. He did not expect to be particularly annoying when he was drunk.

…Drunken Chi Song seems to easily mistake himself as a cat.

No way, Song Zhihuai had to press the person, but when he approached, the person would obediently look at him with his head tilted, his peach blossom eyes were round, especially hooked.

After watching it for a while, he whispered stunnedly: “…I want to go home.”

His voice was soft, as if by someone who was bullied.

Mr. Song Song smelled of Chi Song’s almost faint smell of wine and suddenly became hot.

Probably after the filming of “Elegy of Jiangshan”, Song Zhihuai abducted Chi Song back home.

Time back to the present.

Song Zhihuai hugged Chi Song a lot after he hung the bottle, and gently sucked his earlobe: “Okay, don’t itch.”

Chi Song nodded his head obediently, shrinking dimly into Song Zhihuai’s arms, breathing a little fast.

Song Zhihuai touched his forehead and burned a little.

Chi Song generally does not drink alcohol. At the annual meeting or party, at most it is like a glass of wine, but once exposed to alcohol, the reaction will be very strong.

In order not to make Chi Song feel uncomfortable when kissing him, Song Zhihuai quit drinking.

Song Zhihuai raised Chi Song’s little short hair and asked softly, “I know I can’t drink? Why do I still drink?”

After finishing the speech, Mr. Song felt his voice was fierce again, and relaxed his voice: “…the doctor just said that your allergies are a little serious, and you can’t get any alcohol in the future. Do you know?”

Chi Song nodded like a cat.

Song Zhihuai looked at his good-looking daughter-in-law, opened his forehead, and kissed hard in his slightly hot brow.

…It’s such a fool.