Wanwan spoke very quietly, so only Xia Zhihuai heard clearly.

He touched Wanwan's head: "We'll talk about it when we get back."

Wanwan lowered her long eyelashes and reached out to touch her little paper bag, which contained her beloved candied haws.

Qu Xiunan touched the vegetable seedlings in the basket and said to Xia Zhihuai: "I will probably be very busy in the afternoon. Have you figured out how to mention it to the director about helping Yunzhan find his relatives?"

"Let's have a chat with Grandma Zhang during lunch, just in time to bring this matter out."

"With the effect of the program, coupled with Yunzhan's own career and ending, it can arouse a lot of resonance..."

Qu Xiunan nodded and said with a smile: "Okay."

"Who will cook for lunch?" Qu Xiunan asked again.

Xia Zhihuai and him looked at each other. After two seconds of silence, they said in perfect agreement: "Let's guess the game."

Then guess the game.

Apart from this, there is no other way.

After all, everyone is half a pound to eight ounces.

The two grown men made childish gestures five times. In the end, Qu Xiunan won three times and successfully avoided the task of cooking for noon.

Xia Zhihuai hugged Wanwan, heartbroken.

"Wanwan, my brother's heart aches so much."

Wanwan stroked his hair and said, "Brother, you are unlucky, why are you so hard to think about."

Xia Zhihuai: "..."

He originally thought that guessing depends on skill, not luck.

"Can this world be a better place again?" Xia Zhihuai knocked on his head and said to Qu Xiunan, "In the future, I will never participate in games like guessing and drawing cards again."

Qu Xiunan leaned in the car, bending one leg and saying, "I pity you for three seconds."

No more will do.

…

After unloading everything on the car, Xia Zhihuai went to find Hu Beijun again.

Hu Beijun was sitting under the shed, looking at Xia Zhihuai who was getting closer, and his heart immediately lifted.

How did he come here?

What does he want to do?

Xia Zhihuai took off the wheat on his body and handed it to the staff on the side. He looked at Hu Beijun with a kind smile on his face.

Hu Beijun held the intercom, covered his chest with both hands, and said warily: "What are you doing? You are laughing so weirdly?"

The corners of Xia Zhihuai's mouth twitched: "I obviously smile very friendly, what's that look in your eyes?"

"Go and record the show. I don't want to talk to you today. I almost have a heart attack when I see you."

He still remembers what happened in the morning!

"I really have something to discuss with you."

Seeing his serious expression, Hu Beijun asked, "What do you want to do?"

"I want to ask you a favor."

"No help."

Xia Zhihuai pulled up a chair and sat next to him, putting his left hand on the back of his chair: "You know that there is a lonely old man in the house we are staying in, right?"

Hu Beijun nodded. He had asked about this, and there was an old woman in that household.

"Grandma Zhang actually has a son and a daughter, but her son died more than half a year ago."

Hu Beijun was stunned for two seconds: "Sacrifice?"

"Yes, her son was a firefighter and died saving people."

Xia Zhihuai frowned slightly and said: "The old man also has a daughter, but she was lost when she was a child. Grandma Zhang, her wife, and her have been running around looking for this child for decades, and now they can't walk, so they can only wait.

At home."

"So, what exactly do you want to say?"

Although Hu Beijun sympathized with the old man, he could not just become someone else's son.

Xia Zhihuai: "Use the influence of our program to help Grandma Zhang find a match."

Hu Beijun shook his head: "Your idea has a good starting point, but it is not feasible."

"Her daughter has been missing for at least ten years. There is such a huge sea of ​​people, it's not certain whether she is still alive or not."

"Secondly, our program is a farming variety show. What the audience wants to watch is not to make people cry, but to be relaxed and cheerful. You know, we have to consider the original intention of the program in the first place and stabilize the reputation of this program..."

"Also, even if the child is really still alive and hasn't come back for so many years, she probably doesn't have many deep memories. Even if we use the program to search, even if she can see it, she may not be able to remember it or come to recognize her.

relative."

"The most likely outcome is that we have prepared everything, but in the end we are just trying to draw water out of a bamboo basket."

Xia Zhihuai knew that it would be difficult to convince the director, but he really wanted to help Yun Zhan.

Men all have a heroic dream.

He can't be a hero, so the next best thing is to help the hero fulfill his last wish.

Anyway, when he was a star, he spent most of his time jumping around and occasionally filming movies and recording shows. Since he only debuted for a short time, he has not invested in charity projects yet, which makes him a little ashamed.

Xia Zhihuai stared at Hu Beijun seriously: "So, doesn't your conscience hurt?"

Hu Beijun staggered back, with a look of disgust on his face: "I can recommend other documentary program directors, they are professional in this."

Xia Zhihuai thought for a moment and said, "Grandma Zhang's daughter is still alive."

"How do you know?"

"My sister figured it out."

Hu Beijun: "..."

"Then even if I'm still alive, I'm not a god."

"So I'm asking for your opinion. I want to help find relatives on the show. Sometimes people can't have so many worries and what can they accomplish by looking forward and backward? Think about it, the heroes who sacrificed their lives to save others, the poor lonely old people, the young people

The daughter who was lost when she was young, these three articles together will definitely arouse heated discussions. Don’t the program team need traffic? This can completely divert traffic. It has attracted so much traffic. If you don’t do something good, won’t you be afraid that A Piao will knock on your bedroom door at night?

?”

Hu Beijun stared at him.

A naked threat!

Despicable! Cunning! Glib!

But he seems to be right...

"Okay, okay, stay away from me!" Hu Beijun pushed his approaching face away and said angrily, "But I have a condition!"

"Say." Xia Zhihuai showed a successful smile.

Hu Beijun said solemnly: "From now on, you can't scare me with ghosts, or I will..."

"Otherwise you will?" Xia Zhihuai looked at him leisurely.

Hu Beijun snorted angrily: "Otherwise, I will publish a small paper online to accuse you of your inhumane actions."

Xia Zhihuai burst out laughing: "Okay, I won't scare you anymore."

Originally, he had no intention of scaring Director Hu anymore.

After all, last night I just wanted him to see that there are real ghosts in this world.

Now it seems that yesterday's arrangement was very effective.

"Then it's up to you. I'll arrange for the team to open an account online and publish the detailed information about the old man's lost daughter. I'll also leave an email address and provide it to the audience who want to recognize her. I'll screen the identity information first.

.However, this kind of identification requires DNA comparison. If there are many people identifying relatives, it will be a big expense."

"How old was the girl when she was lost?" Hu Beijun suddenly asked.
Chapter completed!