Chapter 957 957. Anticlimactic
Qiao Qiao felt proud when she talked about this, and her chest puffed up: "Uncle the policeman said thank you to me!"
Everyone:…
After a while, Song Tan asked reluctantly: "No?"
Qiaoqiao turned to look at her: "No! This sister is so pitiful, of course she has to be handed over to the police."
At this time, even Song Tan was a little stuck: "But I have told you so much about cheating and what not, you are really insufferable!"
She looked at Qiaoqiao in amazement and found that the ignorant brother in her memory seemed to be quite reliable now.
Brother Qiu looked at Teacher Xin Jun sheepishly: "Teacher Xin taught me that if you interfere in other people's marriages and relationships, you will be blamed by others in the end."
He raised his fingers triumphantly: "So we also learned a few words - [not close to each other] [not human inside and outside] [fighting at the end of the bed and at the end of the bed]..."
At this moment, everyone’s eyes in amazement were all directed at Xin Jun, who was so embarrassed that he could no longer lift his head. Although he usually knows Zhang Yanping accurately, but when his teaching content is reproduced in this way, something is wrong no matter how he thinks about it.
Mrs. Tang, on the other hand, was very happy: "Okay, okay! Xiao Xin, you are the best teacher I have ever seen in teaching children... Have you verified it?"
"It doesn't matter whether you have a certificate or not!" Song Tan was anxious. It's not easy to find a good teacher now, but don't let others be tempted to teach in a school.
She changed the subject: "Do you eat oranges?"
It was only then that everyone realized that this gossip story had an anticlimactic ending. The pot that the seventh cousin was preparing to stir-fry pumpkin seeds had just been heated up!
"Alas..." Everyone sighed helplessly, even the chubby and round oranges on the table seemed to have become boring.
The old lady ate up the little sweet potato in her hand, feeling that the part of picking oranges and digesting them seemed to have returned, so she had to put together her own simple tea set and greeted Qiaoqiao:
“Come, I’ll teach you how to make tea.”
Professor Song was watching and couldn't help but wonder: "Where's your kettle?" It's inconvenient to make tea without a kettle. Teacher Tang is very good at following the Romans. At this moment, he raised his chin: "Isn't that right? It's burning on the stove!"
Well, this white covered bowl seemed to cost one or two thousand when I first bought it. I also have a purple clay pot that costs more than 8,000 at home.
Nowadays, the kettle that comes with it is a large iron kettle commonly used in farmers to boil water. Match two or two, just focus on one and have fun!
Qiao Qiao came over curiously, then stared at the tureen cups and small tea cups placed on the small tea tray and asked: "I have never learned this before, can you teach the children together? There is no new knowledge recently. Give it to them…”
Teacher Qiaoqiao still feels a little guilty.
“Okay!”
Teacher Tang was very free and easy: "Just don't slap my face, otherwise I'm afraid of being recognized by my students."
Zhang Yanping asked: "Do you need me to make another preview? You are an agricultural anchor, a pastoral anchor, an education anchor, and now you are a tea culture anchor..."
He was joking, but before he finished speaking, Song Tan's cell phone suddenly rang.
There was a nice female voice on the other end of the phone:
"Is this Ms. Song Tan who participated in the [Small Farmer] selection? We are from Yuncheng Daily. Regarding the selection, although there is no selection result yet, the city has also given instructions, hoping to publicize your work to the public. People who put their sweat and sincerity into this land..."
Song Tan:… My sweat and sincerity have been integrated into the soil, so how can I refuse this?
“In addition, we will also have a makeup artist.”
The other person's tone was playful, and he obviously knew her age after reading the information. He was considerate of young girls in every aspect, which shows his sincerity.
Song Tan turned around and saw Zhang Yanping nodding crazily beside him: "Promise her, promise her!"
Old Mrs. Tang also has bright eyes.
Since Song Tan had already participated in the selection, he naturally would not give up at this time, so he sighed without any trace, and then said enthusiastically:
“Okay, please, when will you come over? Do you need me to send you your location or drive to pick you up?”
When she hung up the phone, she saw that Qiao Qiao had forgotten about bubble tea, and she looked extremely positive: "Am I going to be on TV?"
Song Tan thought to himself: At this scale, it probably wouldn’t be available on TV, but local self-media should be able to see it.
So he nodded: "We can't receive local stations now, and we may also be able to see them online."
Qiaoqiao doesn't care, he has a strong sense of curiosity and expectation for everything he has never been exposed to. So much so that Zhang Yanping couldn’t help but wonder:
“Do you like being interviewed so much? But the number of students you face every day is probably much larger than the local self-media.”
Qiaoqiao didn’t think so: “But for interviews on TV, people have a microphone and a camera, but I don’t!”
I understand, the sense of ritual is not strong enough, right?
Xin Jun looked at Song Tan silently - the reason why Song Tan agreed to participate in the small farmer selection was because he was afraid that Qiao Qiao would attract too much attention. And now people come to their homes to shoot videos...
She sighed: "Qiaoqiao, I'm afraid that after you go on TV, everyone will be jealous of you and say bad things about you... Can we just film it silently and play it less?"
Qiaoqiao thought for a while:
"But other people will definitely say bad things about my sister - ah, when the time comes, I will just bring a few treasures and Dabai and them to take pictures! Sister, you should take less pictures!"
“By the way, if you don’t broadcast my words, do you still know how to use a microphone and camera when filming? If you can, that’s fine!”
Song Tan was silent, then understood, and then opened the peach treasure:
"How about I buy you a children's karaoke station with a microphone? It's like a home KTV."
Qiaoqiao went over to take a look, and then said in surprise: "It's a microphone like this! What does the karaoke station mean? Can I sing with a microphone at home?"
“Yes!” Song Tan said decisively, “I will buy it for you now!”
Ulan, who had been silent all this time, became excited: "Did the TV station tell you? When are you coming?"
Song Tan was helpless: "Early tomorrow morning."
Early in the winter morning? Even my seventh cousin wants to put breakfast after 7 o'clock! Ulan couldn't help but sigh: "It's quite hard to work for others."
Zhang Yanping/Xin Jun: ...Click on me, right?
However, when he turned his head again, he saw that Ulan had already walked out of the door quickly: "You guys have a rest, I will clean up the living room first - Tantan, why don't you cover the sofa first tomorrow?"
Update one, will add the second one tomorrow.
(End of this chapter)