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"The recording of "My Girl" won't start until tomorrow afternoon, because in the early stage it is mainly about following a few female celebrities. It does not require any props or scripts. There are not many things to prepare, and Fang Xiaole's recording plan is also very detailed.
This makes the members of the program team feel confident. Simply put, as long as they have the skills.
So the main task of the program team today is to settle down in the hotel, have a good rest, and record as planned tomorrow.
Having finally had some free time today, Fang Xiaole decided to "fake public service for personal gain" and first picked up Lin Duanzheng at the airport, and then sent his "prospective father-in-law" to Lin Yao's apartment.
"Husband, I'm going to buy groceries first. You can pick up my dad later and go directly to the house."
Fang Xiaole was standing at the domestic passenger exit of the airport when Lin Yao sent a WeChat message.
The two had already discussed in advance last night that Fang Xiaole would pick them up this afternoon, Lin Yao would go back to cook, and the "family of three" would have a warm dinner together in the evening.
It can not only further warm up the relationship between Lin Yao and his daughter, but also bring Fang Xiaole and Lin Duanzheng closer to each other.
¡°Honey, you¡¯ve been so tired lately, so don¡¯t cook for yourself. Let¡¯s go out to eat.¡±
Fang Xiaole knew that Lin Yao was very busy recently, and felt a little distressed.
"How can that be done? How can I let you and dad eat outside? It's okay, I'm not tired, don't worry."
Lin Yao quickly promised that she was not tired, and finally got Fang Xiaole to agree to let her cook at home.
"Then I'm going to buy groceries. You and dad, please be safe on the roadHusband, I really want to see you soon."
Lin Yao was very happy and sent a voice message, and finally said something very shy.
Fang Xiaole couldn't help but smile as he listened to his girlfriend's soft and lovely voice. He couldn't help but feel itchy in his heart.
I wish I could teleport to Lin Yao immediately, hug her, and then
Fang Xiaole was thinking about something when he suddenly saw a straight and upright figure appearing at the passenger exit. He quickly walked over and greeted:
"Uncle Lin!"
Lin Duan was dragging his suitcase and looking around in confusion when he suddenly heard someone calling him. He turned his head and saw a young and handsome smiling face.
"Fang Xiaole? Why are you here?"
Lin Duanzheng didn¡¯t know that Fang Xiaole would come to pick him up, and he didn¡¯t expect that the first acquaintance he saw when he got off the plane was him. He was a little embarrassed for a moment and frowned slightly.
"It was Lin Yao who asked me to pick you up. Our program team also arrived in Kyoto today."
Fang Xiaole was smiling and enthusiastically reached out to help Lin Duan get his luggage.
¡°No need, I¡¯ll do it myself.¡±
Lin Duanzheng was still a little awkward and refused Fang Xiaole's kindness.
The last time he was in Kyoto, his view of Fang Xiaole had changed a lot, but he was far from fully accepting it.
This time, more than half a month had passed, and the relationship between this guy and his daughter made Professor Lin, who was not good at communicating with others, a little confused about how to face Fang Xiaole.
"Then let's go to Lin Yao's house first. She has gone out to buy food. She will prepare delicious food for you in the evening."
Fang Xiaole didn¡¯t care and walked ahead to lead the way.
The two of them left the airport and got into a taxi. Lin Duan was looking at the bustling city outside the window and coughed:
"Fang Xiaole"
"Uncle, didn't you call me Xiao Fang last time?"
Fang Xiaole smiled and said: "You should still call me that, it sounds comfortable."
Lin Duanzheng was stunned for a moment, then nodded, with the expression on his face still serious:
"Xiao Fang, when did Lin Yao learn to cook?"
This time, Fang Xiaole was in a daze. He turned to look at Lin Duanzheng strangely:
"When I met her, she knew how to cook, right?"
Lin Duanzheng shook his head: "It's impossible. Lin Yao has no talent for cooking since she was a child. She can't learn it even after learning it several times."
"ah?"
Fang Xiaole opened his eyes wide and said in disbelief: "But Lin Yao's cooking is very delicious. Our colleagues all praise her cooking skills. Could it be that"
Fang Xiaole¡¯s voice suddenly paused, and he thought of a possibility.
Could it be that Lin Yao went out of her way to learn how to cook in order to pursue him?
Fang Xiaole remembered that when Lin Yao cooked for him for the first time, the taste was really average, with a fewThere was obviously too much salt in the vegetables.
And then he got better and better. By the time he entertained his colleagues when he moved, Lin Yao's cooking skills had already reached a level of reputation.
For some reason, Fang Xiaole felt two completely different feelings of warmth and distress at the same time.
Lin Duanzheng obviously thought of this possibility, and his face suddenly became a little ugly.
My daughter is so beautiful and has such good conditions. She should be pampered and pampered, but she forced herself to learn how to cook for a boy. This is too
Lin Duanzheng couldn't tell what he was feeling. In short, it was very awkward, as if his little cabbage was taking the initiative to humiliate a pig.
This wave is really a big loss!
Lin Duanzheng couldn't help but glare at Fang Xiaole, feeling sour in his heart.
"My daughter has grown up and has never cooked a meal for herself. Unexpectedly, she took advantage of this brat first!"
"Ahem, Uncle Lin, how long do you plan to stay in Kyoto this time?"
Fang Xiaole also realized that something was wrong with the atmosphere and quickly changed the topic.
¡°I will stay as long as you stay!¡±
Lin Duan said with an expressionless face.
"Oh, by the time we get home, Lin Yao may have come back from shopping for groceries."
Fang Xiaole felt the inexplicable unhappiness of his "prospective father-in-law", and he didn't dare to ask any more questions, so he had to deal with it with a smile.
The atmosphere in the car became a little solid for a while.
At this time, the taxi driver who was driving suddenly asked curiously:
"Could it be that Lin Yao you two are talking about, right?"
Lin Duanzheng didn¡¯t react, but Fang Xiaole had already answered first:
"No, this Lin Yao is my girlfriend."
"That's it, hahaha, I thought this Lin Yao you were talking about was the big star."
The driver laughed loudly: "I was still thinking that you, the smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, could actually find a big star as your girlfriend, haha."
Taxi drivers in Kyoto are very difficult to talk to, and this one is the same. He probably just has nothing to say and is looking for someone to talk to.
"Haha, how is that possible? Master, you are overthinking."
Fang Xiaole also laughed twice in cooperation.
"Hey, brother, do you know Lin Yao? Let me tell you, I'm her fan. She sings so beautifully and she's so beautiful. Gee, if anyone can marry her, it would be like, my God, sir. It¡¯s not a loss if you live for ten years!
Have you listened to Lin Yao¡¯s new song? Yes, that's the song "Drawing the Heart". It's so nice. You haven't heard it yet, right? That's a big loss for you! "
This driver was also a fan of Lin Yao. He couldn't stop talking about Lin Yao and kept talking. It wasn't until the car arrived at the gate of the community where Lin Yao lived that he stopped talking.
Although Lin Duanzheng knows that his daughter is a big star, he rarely pays attention to the entertainment industry and has no specific concept of his daughter's popularity.
At this moment, I saw that a taxi driver actually knew my daughter, and I couldn't help but feel a little dazed.
Suddenly seeing Fang Xiaole wanting to pay the fare, he quickly took out his wallet: "I'll do it."
"It's okay, uncle." Fang Xiaole directly scanned the QR code with his mobile phone to pay, got out of the car and helped Lin Duanzheng take out his luggage from the trunk.
"Brother, remember to listen to Lin Yao's songs, it will definitely not be a loss!"
The driver said something to Fang Xiaole before leaving, and then drove away.
Fang Xiaole couldn't help but smile. Ever since Lin Yao became more and more famous, this was not the first time he had encountered such a scene.
He didn¡¯t care, so he dragged Lin Duanzheng¡¯s luggage towards the community.
"Xiao Fang."
At this time, Lin Duanzheng, who had been standing there, suddenly asked:
"Is Lin Yao really so famous?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com