——Do you know what to say? Shouldn't it be tacit?

Ji Shanhe's eyes also became more subtle. "The most important thing is that Jiang Mingwei's mother's'frozen age', although she is more than fifty, she is in the same frame as her daughter, but she is like a pair of sisters."

ˉ▽￣~) Cut~~" Ji Yanzhi insisted on being an upright old man, and said mercilessly: "What's the'freezing age'? Hyaluronic acid has been beaten too much. People, we have to grow old naturally. It is the most elegant and noble. Look at your dad and I, I have become tens of billions of billionaires, and I have never thought of spending money on maintenance."

Ji Shanhe raised his head and faced Ji Yanzhi, who was full of pleats, like an old chrysanthemum in full bloom. Ji Yanzhi squinted his peasy eyes and smiled so wretched.

Ji Shanhe silently put aside his gaze, and sincerely made suggestions: "Dad, I can understand, why the richness of the local turtle is called the local tyrant, not the most fundamental reason for the rich."

Ji Yanzhi's face turned black, and immediately stopped sitting and picking his nostrils.

"Shanhe, what do you mean, disgusting that Lao Tzu looks ugly? Tell you, when you were young, you were the most handsome dog's tail grass in ten miles and eight villages, whether it was an eight-year-old girl or an eighty-year-old grandmother, I saw you Lao Tzu couldn't walk right away. Otherwise, you think why you are so handsome and extraordinary. If you make a bunch of women, you are even more feminine than women. It's all because of Lao Tzu's inheritance."

Ji Yanzhi's cocky **** blasted, but it was also a fact.

The appearance of Ji Shanhe is really the slap of Ji Yanzhi when he was young.

Otherwise, how did Ji Yanzhi, who was idle and a second-rate son deceived Ji Shanhe and gave birth to Ji Shanhe smoothly? He had to abandon the younger son and ran away, but at least one thing proved that Ji Yanzhi's appearance is not bad, although he is now a crippled old man.

"...I'll go on to talk about the other two groups of guests..." Yang Ling interrupted the silence and began to read the information of the other two groups of guests according to the script.

One is a female singer who made her debut in the draft, and was eagerly sought after as a rookie in the music scene when she debuted. Her mother is a standard housewife.

One is Xiao Xian Rou, who has just entered the second line from the third line. The character is cheerful and cheerful. His father is said to be a veteran and is currently working as a security guard in a government agency.

"...According to the past practice of the program group, the four groups of guests will be divided into two teams. The number of male and female guests is exactly the same in the program that Shanhe participated in the recording. According to the urinary nature of the program group, it will'pay attention to' the match between men and women. The principle of not being tiring at work is to share a male and female team."

Ji Shanhe thought about it seriously, and asked after a moment: "What about the script, you usually have a script when you participate in variety show recordings!"

Yang Ling shook his head, his face was a little ugly and said, "I haven't received it. It is said that there is no script."

Ji Yanzhi sneered at this time, and continued to tilt Erlang's legs while digging his nostrils, and said casually: "I said that Ma Dandan called to persuade me to agree to Shanhe's participation in the recording of "We Are Family". Fortunately, Lao Tzu is smart, and he just asked for 30 million yuan as a capital to earn a net worth of tens of billions. Good guy, when the show is finished, Lao Tzu will set up a sign for him, and three sticks of incense will be made sooner or later."

Ji Shanhe: "..."

Yang Ling: "..."

——Oh, I almost forgot, Shanhe/I was able to participate in the recording of "We Are Family" because it was sold by Ji Yanzhi's son.

Ji Shanhe wiped his face and said with ineffable words: "Sister Yang, I very much doubt that the urinary **** of Fruit TV will put me and Jiang Mingwei into one group. Noble and elegant, the upper class has almost gathered all the beautiful words. The noble lady, and the bottom-of-the-society gambling and prostitution old bastard, all kinds of poisonous, the clouds in the sky, and the mud on the ground are clear at a glance."

"MMP, it's not like that for holding stinky feet, right!"

Ji Yanzhi only felt that a very old heart was stabbed by his own son and it was bloody, and he couldn't say anything wrong. Because apart from prostitution and gambling, the original owner is really the kind of mud on the ground that Fudufu can't help him.

Ji Yanzhi cursed and said: "Dare to do this, I won't die... Hey, that's not right, I am now a tens of billions of billionaires, how can I not count as the bottom of the society!"

"That's even more serious. People will call you that even if you have money, you can't change the true nature of the turtle."

"What is the true nature of the turtle?" Ji Yanzhi turned to glaring at Yang Ling, and said unceremoniously: "You really can't ask for a broker who doesn't have a good level of business. Is there a boss that you help outsiders to dislike your own? "

Yang Ling didn't bother to pay attention to Ji Yanzhi's snarling. In her opinion, Ji Yanzhi is the kind of person who gets more and more energy the more you pay attention to him.

But I don't know, even if he ignores it, Ji Yanzhi will be excited. No, Ji Yanzhi has secretly prepared to do a big vote on the show. It is best to be able to smash the mother and daughter who want to use Ji Shanhe and him as a control group to show off the wealthy lives of the wealthy.

Ji Shanhe felt inexplicably tight, and subconsciously looked at Ji Yanzhi.

Ji Yanzhi stared at Doudouyan, shouting that he was going to fire Yangling's squid, looking so fierce and evil.

Yang Ling was not afraid of Ji Yanzhi's threat, but methodically reasoned with the old **** to present the facts. After listening to Ji Shanhe for a while, the unexplained tension quietly passed away. Seeing that it was too late, Ji Shanhe confessed to Ji Yan that he would take a break early, and that the filming would be formally taken tomorrow. As a family member of the artist, he should face the camera with a brand-new look just like the artist.

There was no dream all night, especially Ji Yanzhi, an old thing who went to bed and fell asleep, and also snored by the way. In the morning, when Ji Yanzhi wore fancy beach pants, shouting that Ji Shanhe would find shoes for him, the doorbell rang.

The specially invited assistant hurriedly opened the door, and a camera quickly passed the door.

Ji Shanhe, who was obedient to find slippers for his father, was slightly stiff, because his dad had already been in front of the camera, and said in a pretentious manner: "Hello everyone, I am Ji Shanhe’s father, I’m this person, nothing else. The ability is to run from time to time some time ago, earning Shanhe hundreds of..."

Ji Shanhe hurriedly jumped over to cover his ‘open mouth’ father’s mouth.

"My dad, he just woke up today and is still sleepwalking. Don't take his nonsense seriously!"

——I am helping you to change your personal settings. Hey, you unfilial man dare to cover Lao Tzu's mouth with your hand holding the smelly shoes!

Ji Yanzhi stared at Ji Shanhe indignantly. Under Ji Shanhe's pleading eyes, he finally came to a more serious self-introduction.

In fact, Ji Yanzhi became a idle second-rate kid when he was young, and it was not without reason.

His family is very rich, or the original grandparents of Ji Shanhe are very rich. Grandpa Ji is an old Chinese doctor, the kind of doctor who is not qualified to practice medicine, but is trusted by the local people.

Ji Yanzhi is the only son of Grandpa Ji. In that era of patriarchal sons, he was naturally favored. Too much doting, naturally indulged Ji Yanzhi and became a crooked neck tree. When he was young, he lived awkwardly by sucking the blood of his parents, and in his later years, he was arrogantly living by sucking the blood of his son. In short, the reason why Ji Yan became so bad was really related to the love of Grandpa and Grandma Ji back then.

In fact, Ji Yanzhi will be a doctor or two, as his son Ji Shanhe also knows. Therefore, he is usually taciturn and not talkative. The person established by Ji Yanzhi is a traditional Chinese medicine health care provider who has no medical license, but has a family history and knows how to maintain health.

Ji Yanzhi acquiesced to Ji Shanhe's statement. He is not the original owner. Naturally, Ji Shanhe's half-truths for the sake of his face will become facts.

No, as soon as Ji Shanhe's words were uttered, Ji Yanzhi smiled and greeted the camera, and he started to see the doctor behind the scenes with a wink. The truthfulness of the head, it is true that the staff behind the scenes are particularly convinced, and thank you again and again.

"Thank you. Anyway, I'm quite free now. When you are free, I will prescribe a medicated diet for you to ensure that you will get rid of hair loss, acne, and prostate disorders one by one."

One of Ji Yan's hands behind his back, slowly walked back to the dining table. At this moment, his big fancy pants have become a foil for him to be an outsider.

Ji Shanhe: "..."

——Sure enough, he is an old **** who is as good as a dramatist. Acting is natural. If he didn't know the truth, he would have been fooled together.

But at the same time, Ji Shanhe's heart became somewhat uncertain. Maybe my grandma was right. His dad was very smart and talented in medicine. He was lazy, so he kept doing nothing.

"Dad, what would you like for breakfast?"

Ji Shanhe interrupted his thoughts for a moment, and asked the pretending Ji Yanzhi with a good temper.

"Whatever, I'm not picky eaters."

Ji Yanzhi replied slowly, and immediately started ordering, not at all polite, completely refreshing Ji Shanhe's understanding of not picky eaters.

This is not picky eater?

Ji Shanhe smoked his mouth and let his assistant go out to buy traditional Chinese breakfast such as crab buns, fried dough soy milk, and bean paste buns.

Like the old lady of Ji Yanzhi, he sat at the table with peace of mind and waited, and he was still in the mood for ‘education’. "Let me tell you, Erzha, we are from Huaxia, we have to live a more traditional life. Two pieces of torn bread sandwiched with a piece of lettuce leaves, and a boiled egg, is a rich breakfast? This is our top ten cuisines in China. Where did you put it?"