A Guang wiped away his bitter tears silently. He felt that he would never dare to faint again in his life.

His eyes fell on the Guanyin wood carving that had been rolling pitifully on the bluestone floor, and his heart was so uncomfortable.

This is a statue of Guanyin!

A Guang clasped his hands together and muttered something.

The entire Guanyin statue is solemn and has a compassionate face. The sun sets, and the golden light is shining.

The cameraman and a group of staff were also frightened by Yang Yuying's slutty actions, and the autumn wind was blowing, and the cold wind was blowing, which made the heart feel cold.

Everyone looked at Miss Yang, as if they were facing the horror.

"Sin, sin."

A group of friends in the live broadcast room: "...Bodhisattva, forgive us, we really didn't see anything."

Yang Yuying walked over and picked up the Guanyin statue, twisted it gently, and then clicked, and the Guanyin statue returned to its original state: "How could Guanyin Bodhisattva be so compassionate about this with you?"

At this time, the sky gradually became brighter.

Yang Yuying took the Guanyin statue back into the secret compartment of the box, stood up and smiled and said, "Everyone, should you come to record the program? When will it start? I have something to do in the afternoon."

The interview program finally officially started filming. Unfortunately, the funny host A Guang lost his level and his eyes kept glancing at other people's yards, tables, windowsills, wardrobes and other places, so that the conversation was completely controlled by Yang Yuying, and then they all turned into the promotion of "Magic House".

Fortunately, the theme is this twists and turns of the web drama, and it is not a topic.

As soon as the interview ended, A Guang's stomach all had questions. He couldn't help but linger in Yang Yuying's yard. As he walked, he became cautious every step.

After a long time, A Guang blinked and said quietly, "I saw that there are 49 stone carvings and twenty-eight wood carvings in your yard, all of which are master's works."

Yang Yuying nodded: "Absolutely."

"But you use them as wooden benches, swings, stone piers... trash cans!"

Speaking of the three words "trash can", A Guang wanted to faint again, but when he thought of the lady's methods, he immediately became energetic.

Yang Yuying smiled so hard: "There are also the teacups, paperweights, pen holders, bookshelfs, and cloak boxes I used, all made by the same two masters. They are very easy to use, and they are indeed master's works. I almost made it myself, and the light of the whole blocked wooden box is not visible for the time being."

A Guang: "Sell me one, I will pay you all my private money."

Yang Yuying: "Let me ask."

Before leaving, A Guang pulled Yang Yuying's sleeve and turned around step by step. The cameraman rolled his eyes and poked A Guang's back.

"If you have a good attitude, your virtue will make outsiders think you are ill-intentioned."

A Guang bulged his face and let out his hands, and finally left.

Yang Yuying held a cat in her arms, took the person to the door, and waved goodbye.

When the cameraman turned around, he suddenly felt that the picture was very beautiful.

He couldn't help but think that when the lady was talking about her family, her marriage, and her children, her tone was dull and real.

But she really doesn't seem to have struggled from the hardships of life. She is too calm and elegant, as if the pain in life has not carved any trace on her.

Photographers have always felt that girls who live confidently and cheerful life should be girls who are loved by their parents and have never been destroyed by the wind and rain.

Maybe I would like to type two words to this girl later - "Mysterious"! It should be very appropriate.

She was born in a poor family but was full of noble character. She earned such an incredible house in just a short time. She had all the stone carvings and wood carvings in her private house. She was full of treasures. She spoke elegantly and had unpredictable martial arts. Can't she be called a mysterious girl?

After nearly nine o'clock, the program team finally left with colorful materials.

A Guang didn't see the two masters Yang Yuying who made furniture ornaments for her, and kept shouting: "I must sign up for the Intangible Cultural Heritage Gold Cup Competition in the next year."

Yang Yuying blinked.

She is so unaware of what intangible cultural heritage is.

But can one carve stones and the other carve wood be considered intangible cultural heritage in the Great Qi Kingdom?

She didn't care about these things. Even if the things carved by the two old people who were temporarily boarding at home could be sold, Yang Yuying would not be able to take the money she had returned. Therefore, the only meaning of this show to her is to promote the online drama she participated in.

"That host is so unreliable...ah."

In fact, although the host of this show is absent-minded and the staff often lose their composure. The camera always can't help but use the camera to scan other places, the quality is very high.

The interview was broadcast online. On the day of its debut, it also caused a system crash of fifteen minutes. The technicians on the video website were tested.

When the picture was wearing a practice robe, the young girl, who was not young, walked to the table and sat down. She brewed two cups of tea. More than a dozen cats gathered from all directions, landing on the beauty's knees, legs and feet, acting coquettishly with a lazy and charming "meow"... everyone's hearts were relieved.

In the whole show, there are flying phoenixes and beautiful women who can dance on the top of the pavilion. Whether they are like A Guang, who like traditional craftsmanship, cats, or even those who just like to watch the fun, they are all immersed in it.

...

"Six hundred thousand? Six hundred thousand..."

The computer screen suddenly stuttered, and A Guang half held the table and said in despair that he only had 600,000 yuan in savings. He didn't know if it was enough to pay the screen, but was stuck on a slightly mottled screen.

Zhang Bin's chest seemed to be cut open by a sharp blade, which was chilly and extremely uncomfortable.

Since the last time he met his wife in the mall, he has been constantly following Yang Yuying's news on the Internet through various channels.

Seeing her participate in a TV series, she actually became an actor.

Seeing that her appearance changed drastically, she actually changed from a yellow-faced fat woman to a goddess.

Zhang Bin couldn't help feeling mixed feelings.

Especially today, when the celebrity wanted to spend 600,000 yuan to compensate such a carved bodhisattva, thinking of his empty wallet and exhausted pension, Zhang Bin felt countless anxiety in his heart.

After walking around the room and sitting on the bed, Zhang Bin gritted his teeth: "That idiot woman doesn't even make money. She doesn't know how to swallow the money to her mouth."

Yang Yuying is his wife, and every penny she earns should be her own.

That night, Zhang Bin had a dream. In the dream, he sold his treasures at home, with huge sums of money, a luxury house and a luxury car, and even Miss Li looked at him differently.

Yang Yuying is gentle and virtuous, she is at home to take care of her husband and children, and can make money, and she is even more considerate to him...

I woke up in a dream, the frustrated room, the dirty clothes stacked like mountains, the messy pots and pans, and the rest of the takeaway left over the place.

Zhang Bin's head suddenly exploded.

The cell phone suddenly rang, Zhang Bin's eyebrows jumped, and he sighed and answered the phone. It was called by Teacher Song, his son's art class.

"... Zhang Xingxing is still very talented. He is quite spiritual in painting. If you intend to let Zhang Xingxing develop further, I have a list of art tutoring schools here. I will send it to you now, and you can take a look."

Zhang Bin responded softly, and when he looked at the list on his phone, especially the beautiful price, he suddenly felt the urge to blind his eyes.

My wife has been outside for a long time, and she doesn’t make it endless to get angry. Both of them have been married for more than ten years. Can they still take it seriously because of a small misunderstanding? What a joke!

Zhang Bin knows Yang Yuying best, but that is not someone who will give up on herself easily. She has just suddenly lost a child and has a knot in her mind. If she is willing to let go of her figure and coax her, there is no reason why she can't coax her.

At this time, he looked at the list recommended by his son's art class teacher, and his eyes lit up.

Isn't this a perfect excuse?

He did it as soon as he said, and Zhang Bin immediately called Yang Yuying, but then he heard a prompt tone that the call you called was not in the service area.

"Damn it!"

He was so excited that he forgot about the fact that this woman blocked him.

"Why haven't it been released yet?"

Fortunately, he still has Yang Yuying's email address. Zhang Bin was rarely patient and sent an email to Yang Yuying carefully. In the email, he counted the time they spent more than ten years together, talked about working hard to make a living in the city, and talked about his smart son.

It’s a coincidence that Yang Yuying has the habit of reading emails every day. Today, she saw such an email as soon as she opened the email. After reading for a while, she burst into laughter.

Just these dry words, you want to touch people?

But thinking about it again, with Zhang Bin's level, it would be quite difficult to write an email like this.

Yang Yuying was too lazy to correct the wrong sentence for him, but looking at the last line in this list - the name of the Langya County Private School, she suddenly felt aroused.

This place is a very famous place in this novel.

As a private art school, it is famous and expensive, and it recruits rich children. Its level is really high, but there is also one thing - the atmosphere is particularly bad.

It belongs to a purely aristocratic school with a strict hierarchy. If it is a young lady from a top wealthy family, she will be treated first-class. However, if it is a poor child, she will inevitably be bullied.

Later, all kinds of things were exposed in private, but they did not cause any trouble. After all, the school background was deep, but many poor children mentioned this school when they grew up.

If you have a firm heart and study hard, you can achieve results. However, some children who are easy to compare, arrogant and cannot bear humiliation will all lose their grades in the end, and they can't even get a pen to paint.

Yang Yuying gently hooked the name of the private school with her fingertips, and suddenly covered her face and smiled slightly, and her laughter became a little strange.

"So what? I'm not a good person."

She immediately replied with an email saying that she would pay Zhang Xingxing the tuition for the private school in Langya County.

After Yang Yuying replied to the email, she immediately called to pay 200,000 yuan a year for tuition, submitted Zhang Xingxing's identity information, and received the receipt and sent it to Zhang Bin.

After sending it, Yang Yuying blocked this guy directly. From now on, the person who sent him all spam...

When Zhang Bin received the receipt, he was ecstatic. He immediately thought about it and wrote a bunch of sensational words. In order to make it more beautiful, he searched and spliced ​​variously on the Internet and finally formed a pretty article, which took an hour.

The email was sent, but there was no news, but Zhang Bin was not in a hurry. As long as Yang Yuying had children in her heart, their family would definitely not be separated.

The school bell rings in Experimental Primary School, and Zhang Xingxing slowly walked out, and his shoes were a little awkward. In fact, these shoes are a good brand, but he usually likes to play basketball and run, so it is more expensive to wear shoes. Not to mention changing one pair a month, they usually have to change them in two or three months.

He has been wearing these shoes for a long time.
To be continued...