MTL - The Useless Stepmom Brings Her Kids to Reality TV Shows to Photograph Them-Chapter 432 sister please

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  Chapter 432 432. Sister, begging for favor

  Lin Wan glanced at the barrage: "It's a surprise prepared by Boss Li. They only rehearsed for a few days, and it's amazing to have that effect."

   "Xuanxuan and the others went back to school at night, it was very hard..." Lin Wan praised the whole family.

  —Miss Wan, you must look good when you dance, let me make a joke sometime.

  —Sister Wan dances with her figure, what about girl groups?

  —It seems that I have never seen Miss Wan dance.

  Lin Wan twisted her neck: "My limbs are uncoordinated. Watching me dance and listening to Li Yanchen sing have the same effect."

  —Impossible, absolutely impossible, I won’t believe it unless I dance around in circles on the spot.

  —Yes, I don’t believe it, I absolutely don’t believe it, unless I dance around the scene.

  —Move, Miss Wan.

Lin Wan stretched her arms and did a warm-up, just when everyone thought that she was going to jump after taking the aggressive method, she suddenly turned around and stretched her arms to take the baking tray: "Ms. Xia's new baking tray is really big enough. "

Xia Mo:? ? ?

  Xia Mo also thought that Lin Wan's action was preparing for a dance to liven up the atmosphere.

  —Miss Wan, you are lying.

  —I thought that Quanquan could really dance, or I was too naive.

   "Sau Rui, I really don't know how to dance. Otherwise, I'll show you how to dance after I get home and practice. Everyone should watch me make desserts." Lin Wan shrugged.

  —I’m recording the screen, sister Wan, don’t lie anymore.

  —Looking forward to the first show in the live broadcast room of Quanquan.

   "Is it easy for me? I have to learn some skills as a dessert anchor." Lin Wan made an expression of feeling aggrieved and touching her nose.

  —No, no, circle, we just want to see your dancing posture, it doesn't matter if you are good or not.

  —Yes, I like everything you dance, even if you do a few jumps on the spot.

  —Everyone is making progress. At first, it was said that it was enough for Quan Quan to show up once in a while, but now he has to dance in Quan Quan.

  —We admit our mistake, let’s continue your dessert live broadcast in Quanquan.

  Lin Wan bared his teeth and smiled: "Thank you for your understanding. Teacher Xia and I will make a thousand layers for you today..."

  Lin Wan had agreed with Xia Mo in advance what to do, with Xia Mo as the leader and her own cooperation.

  During the live broadcast, the barrage was much quieter. It can be seen that most of the live broadcast rooms are dessert lovers, and no one is willing to give up the opportunity to learn for free.

   Except for the occasional three or two questions, everyone is concentrating on taking notes or directly following Xia Mo to operate.

  The live broadcast lasted for two hours, and Lin Wan found that she was very happy when making desserts.

  Lin Wan tasted her fruit in front of the camera, showing a satisfied expression: "Wow, this sweetness is just right, so soft, so fall, so fragrant."

  I only ate a bowl of noodles at noon, so I was really hungry at this point. Lin Wan opened her mouth wide and took another bite.

  Xiamo put a lot of cream, swallowed it, and white cream overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

  —Ms. Wan is so cute.

  —I really want to eat the cream at the corner of Ms. Wan’s mouth.

  —I'll go, the upstairs is too perverted, are you male or female?

  —Is there really a man in our live broadcast room?

  —I’m a woman, I just want to eat the cake made by sister Wan, don’t think too much about it.

  —Can you stop thinking about that?

  —I was wrong, I’ll change it, I just want to eat the thousand layers in Sister Wan’s hand, sister, please favor me.

  —Pull it down. Miss Wan will pamper you?

  —Don’t say things like that in Wan Jie’s live broadcast, Wan Jie doesn’t like it.

  —It is a new fan at first glance.

-What's wrong with me? I don't have a voice yet?

  Management reminds to speak in a civilized manner, otherwise kicked out of the live broadcast room.

  The barrage became peaceful.

  After the broadcast, Lin Wan spread out on the sofa: "Xia Xia, how many fans do you have now? Why are there so many barrages?"

   "Two million."

  Lin Wan jumped up suddenly: "Two million? Two million in half a year? So powerful? No wonder good and evil are mixed."

  In the original world, Lin Wan struggled for a few years on a certain live broadcasting platform, but that was the amount.

   "They were all fine before, I don't know why they quarreled today, maybe you brought your own topic."

  Lin Wan pointed to her nose: "That's my problem?"

"Of course not, what I mean is that they rarely see you, and want to talk to you, just kidding, knowing that we can talk tonight." Xia Mo held Lin Wan's shoulder: "It's been a hard day today, and I'll treat you to the SPA tonight." .”

   "Okay." Lin Wan had already forgotten the text message she sent to Li Yanchen in the afternoon, and was waiting for him to get off work at home. At the moment, all her thoughts were lying on the comfortable massage bed and relaxing.

  Xia Mo called Xiao Tianlin and went to the beauty salon with Lin Wan instead of going home for dinner.

  In the evening, the two went to a nearby clubhouse together.

Before meeting Lin Wan, Xia Mo was a frequent visitor to this club, and sometimes she just came to relax after working all day. After meeting Lin Wan, Lin Wan took her to another club to apply for a card. This club would have been forgotten, if not for last week When the store manager called, Xia Mo had already forgotten that she still had more than 20 treatments to do.

   "Wanwan, this one is a bit worse than the one you recommended. You can just settle for it. It would be a waste if you don't cancel this card." Xia Mo greeted Lin Wan in advance.

   "Am I that picky? I can do anything, as long as it doesn't kill me." Lin Wan said.

"OK."

  Xia Mo happily took Lin Wan's hand and walked to the club not far away.

   It seems that she hasn't come for a few months, but the security guard and the front desk have changed. After Xia Mo signed up, the front desk took her into the box. Fortunately, several technicians she liked were there, so she picked two at random.

  Seeing Xia Mo, the technician in overalls called Miss Xia enthusiastically. When the woman next to Xia Mo took off her hat and scarf, the technician realized that it was Lin Wan.

She exclaimed: "Oh my God, Ms. Lin, it's really you. You came to our store? Can I take a photo with you? I like your family so much. I have been thinking about when Teacher Xia will come over, maybe I will see you You, I just didn't expect that after participating in the variety show, Teacher Xia himself would not come, but I actually saw you today..."

  One technician's gaffe immediately caught the attention of another technician. That technician put down the cell importer in his hand and wiped his hands on the towel: "Lin Wan."

  The two begged Lin Wan and Zhang Zhao, but Lin Wan was too embarrassed to refuse, so she followed various concave shapes and took pictures for a full twenty minutes before lying on the massage table.

Lin Wan suspected that the technician was not in the mood for work at all. Judging from her experience of half a year of maintenance, the technician was completely thinking about where to press, some places kept repeating, and some places had not been pressed. spoke.

Lin Wan's eyes opened and closed for a while, and they answered two questions from the technician from time to time. Finally, they came to the conclusion: Lin Wan is easy to get along with, Lin Wan has no airs at all, Lin Wan is very down-to-earth, and they even posted a group photo on V blog superior.

  So the hot search title that day was: Pay attention, Lin Wan may appear on any occasion, and may meet anyone by chance.

  When Lin Wan saw this news, she always had the feeling of a clearance sale, as if she was not mysterious at all.

  She has a decision—

  (end of this chapter)