The recording of the program was very successful, and the tape could be played in just one go.
There are very few programs nowadays that are broadcast live. There are only two programs in the evening program group. One is the radio program that Fang Nianwei came to the rescue before, and it is played to the drivers who are still running on the road late at night.
The other show is the new variety show that Li Xiaoxiao will participate in tonight.
Because it is not a live broadcast, after the usable tapes are shot, except for the director and some people watching the show, the remaining irrelevant personnel can be withdrawn.
So when the show actually started to be shown on TV, it was almost late at night, and Qin Feng had already taken the last subway back home.
As soon as he entered the door, he took off his coat and threw it on the sofa. He walked straight to the bedroom and threw himself on the bed. The comfort of lying down and the cold softness of the quilt made him not even think about moving.
I turned over and looked at the ceiling, calculating my working hours today...
From nine o'clock in the morning to nearly eleven o'clock in the evening, excluding lunch break and meal time, I worked for a full thirteen hours today!
"I was tricked by Uncle Wang today." Qin Feng was so tired that he wanted to fall asleep, but his eyelids had already begun to fight: "I told you that I was going to be promoted, at least I said hello, and I won't go so early today... If I can chat with Wang Anruo for a while, maybe we can go have a cup of coffee."
Drowsily, he fell into a light sleep without taking off his pants, until a phone ring yanked him back from his half-asleep state.
"Well!"
He turned over and sat up. The room was dark, with only a little bit of moonlight shining through the thin curtains, illuminating half of the bed.
Taking the cell phone, I first saw "Wang Anruo" on the incoming call notification, and then I looked at the time.
It's almost twelve o'clock.
Qin Feng rubbed the corners of his eyes, brewing his emotions and yawned.
Then the call was answered.
"Hello?"
"Good evening, Mr. Qin."
Wang Anruo clearly heard something was wrong with Qin Feng's voice on the phone, like the moans of a very sleepy person.
This made her obviously stunned, and she quickly asked: "Are you sleeping?"
"No, no, I'm just a little tired when I got home." Qin Feng denied with a smile.
Although he said so, he knew very well that Wang Anruo would not believe it.
Then Wang Anruo's voice became a little more guilty and enlightened: "It's my fault. I counted the phone calls I'd make to you ten minutes after the show ended, but ignored the use of tapes... I'm really sorry for disturbing your rest."
"It really doesn't matter." Qin Feng pondered for a moment and let his brain run for a while after turning on the computer. He immediately guessed the intention of Wang Anruo's call. "You called me specifically to congratulate me. How can you call it an interruption?"
There was a brief silence on the other end of the phone, and then Wang Anruo said with emotion: "Mr. Qin is the smartest person I have ever met."
"Ms. Wang is the most considerate person I have ever seen." Qin Feng said bluntly: "To be honest, before this, I couldn't imagine that a single person would watch my show on time and make a phone call to congratulate me after it was over."
The most useful emotion for women is to be touched.
Not only women, but everyone is like this. Being recognized for something you do seriously and with full of expectations will really warm your heart.
Whether it's hard work or a blessing late at night, being understood is the beginning of being moved.
"Originally, I came here to hear Mr. Qin say thank you." Wang Anruo smiled casually: "I didn't expect that I would thank you instead... Then Mr. Qin, please rest early. See you tomorrow."
Qin Feng suddenly said: "I'm afraid not. I worked for too long today. I don't know when I will wake up after falling asleep. I won't go to the morning exercise tomorrow."
It's almost twelve o'clock now, I haven't washed up yet, I haven't had a glass of milk yet, and I even haven't finished the novel outline I wrote last night.
I'm so tired...
Damn it, no dog can work more than ten hours a day!
Based on how tired my body is, it will be at least noon when I wake up the next day.
"I understand, then you have a good rest, good night!" Wang Anruo laughed softly.
"Good night."
Qin Feng hung up the phone and sighed.
Blessing each other late at night and saying good night to each other, I got 100 points on other women, but on Wang Anruo, I didn't even trigger a time-limited mission.
But even if there were no points, Qin Feng still felt that there was a feeling spreading in his heart.
He lay on his back with a smile on his face.
What he just said was true. I didn't expect that there would be people waiting for the show to end in the middle of the night to call him, just to say congratulations.
But soon, when he looked at the time on his phone, he stopped laughing.
Now that your working hours have changed, you won’t have time for morning exercises in the future, right?
No matter how good your physical condition is, if you go to bed at two o'clock and wake up at six o'clock, Superman can't handle it!
After hanging up the phone, Wang Anruo was also ready to go to sleep. She would never sleep so late on weekdays.
Staying up late is a taboo for women, especially for the skin. The wrinkles and dullness caused by staying up late are very difficult to alleviate. As a quasi-A-list celebrity, you have to always pay attention to your appearance and posture.
"Just this once." Wang Anruo thought to herself, "Because I helped organize this show, so I should have called and congratulated her as soon as possible... out of politeness and social interaction."
After thinking about it, she yawned slightly, took off all her clothes except her underwear, walked slowly to the bathroom, took a shower and went to sleep.
She just frowned as she walked, as if she had forgotten something.
Um……
What is it?
On the other side, her parents' house.
For the first time, Wang Rengui did not sit on the balcony and smoke, but just watched TV with his wife.
The program was a success, and he was very pleased and in a good mood.
Wang Rengui likes to eat something when he is in a good mood. This is Wang Rengui's quirk.
Wang Ma cooked him a plate of dumplings and brought them out from the kitchen: "If you're hungry late at night, eat a few less, or you won't digest them!"
Wang Rengui chuckled and said: "You really want me to eat less? Look at this dish, you are really afraid that I will be hungry!"
"It's pretentious. If you don't want to eat, leave it alone."
Wang Rengui stuffed dumplings into his mouth, putting on his glasses and looking at his phone while stuffing them.
"Don't wait, our daughter has already gone to bed at this hour... How many of you watch your show so late at night?" Wang Ma saw through the old man's thoughts at a glance and mercilessly exposed him.
Wang Rengui reluctantly put the phone on the table and sighed: "I was still thinking about such a big thing as the department's transformation. An Ruo could call me to congratulate me as a father. Alas, my daughter's phone number is missing. , these dumplings are tasteless!"
Seeing Wang Ma rushing out of the kitchen to take away the plate of dumplings, Wang Rengui was frightened and quickly changed his words while protecting the food: "It tastes! It tastes good when you put some vinegar on it... and some garlic!"
Wang Ma glared at him angrily, turned around and went into the kitchen to peel garlic for him.
"It's really unlucky to marry you in this life! When An Ruo was born, you were invited to dinner all day long, and you were away from home every day. This house was still built by me holding An Ruo in one hand and staring at it with the other. Get up..."
"You say this every day, every month, and it doesn't bother you." Wang Rengui laughed and shouted to his wife: "Anyway, I don't regret marrying you!"
Wang Ma's old face turned red when she heard this and spat: "De Xing, how can you still be poor at your age? It's because of your mouth that I became blind... Eat less, and no smoking tonight!"
Wang Rengui slapped his forehead and sighed softly.
Okay, so much talk has been wasted, so I still won’t let you smoke.
He muttered in a low voice, "If you don't smoke, there will be no taste in your mouth." Then he shrank his head and glanced at the kitchen guiltily. When he found that he was not heard, he held his head high and poured himself a small cup of Diaoyutai, smacking his lips. While thinking about her daughter, she smiled.
The story of my daughter’s blind date will be discussed below, but I’m much happier than any other department!
