First reaction: Are the bridesmaids crazy? They are asking relatives randomly.

And Aunt Zhao... why is her face so big?

Second reaction: She knows me and asked me to call her aunt... Could it be...

Suddenly he seemed to realize something and asked tentatively:

"You and my father..."

"Da Qiang and I are friends."

This old lady... No, after Aunt Zhao said what she said, Xu Xin nodded and said with some embarrassment:

"Ah?... Then wouldn't it be appropriate to call me aunt? I think I'm in my early thirties at most..."

The moment he heard this, Zhao Xinyu smiled brightly.

But Zhang Jiao, who was standing behind Xu Xin, had goosebumps on her skin.

Brother Xu... Although I know that you are sometimes a smooth-talking person who talks about people and ghosts.

But... how did you say this?

As a woman, Zhang Jiao's intuition allowed her to guess the ages of these two people.

Around 40 years old.

Your words have completely erased the ten-year gap...

To use an internet buzzword...

"You really have a sweet mouth."

Much sweeter.

They were all panicked.

Over there, Zhao Xinyu, who seemed very happy by these words, smiled and said:

"You kid...you have such a sweet mouth. No wonder every time I chat with him, he keeps praising you when I mention you."

As soon as she finished saying this, Xu Xin began to mutter about her relationship with the old man.

Look... it should look familiar.

Are they good friends?

The old man is good at everything, but he rarely talks about his connections or resources.

Whatever you do, it’s all about “having a friend”, “a friend”, “a friend is doing it” and so on.

Then, usually after things are done, I talk to myself.

Just ignore the middle process or how to get through some links...

So much so that Xu Xin's grasp of his father's connections is actually quite poor.

So for a while I really couldn’t guess the extent of the relationship between these two people.

At this moment, after Zhao Xinyu finished speaking, he glanced inside the venue and said directly:

"Let's leave a phone number. Didn't your dad just go back two days ago? Make an appointment in the next two days for you and Mimi to come and sit with Auntie."

"Uh...okay."

After Xu Xin finished speaking, Zhang Jiao quickly took out his mobile phone.

"Aunt Zhao, tell me, I will remember you."

"Hmm.139"

Zhang Jiao, who was in the back, looked a little straight as she listened to this string of mobile phone numbers.

Better than Brother Xu’s?

After saving her mobile phone, Xu Xin called her again.

One of the two assistants over there quickly handed over the phone.

Zhao Xinyu looked at it and nodded:

"Okay, let's go in. Where are you sitting?"

"I'll sit in the second row."

"Yo? What a coincidence? What's the date?"

Seeing that she was also sitting in the second row, Xu Xin's eyes moved and he said:

"number 11."

"Yeah, there are several seats between us. I'm on the 25th. Okay, let's go in first. It won't be good if we're late."

With that said, several people walked over there together.

Zhang Jiao and the others could not follow, but Zhao Xinyu returned the phone to the assistant as he walked.

…

But Xu Xin didn't.

I just adjusted it to mute and put it in my trouser pocket.

At this time, Xu Xin noticed that the two people were walking, she was in front, and the tawdry old woman named Yang Erche was half a step behind.

The master-slave status was immediately highlighted.

Paying attention to these details in his heart, he heard Zhao Xinyu's words:

"I watched "The Voice", and I kept watching every season. I really liked it. I saw Mimi appeared on the stage at the end, and she was said to be the director of "The Voice"

"Yep."

Xu Xin didn’t hide anything, nodded and said:

"Yes, it's a variety show she put together with a few friends."

"It's very good. I haven't watched many talent shows in the past two years. I didn't expect that after watching one episode, I felt completely different..."

"Haha, I'll tell her what you said when I get back in the evening. She will definitely be very happy."

The two of them were chatting about "The Voice", while Yang Erche's old lady always cast her eyes unscrupulously on Xu Xin and looked at her carefully...from head to toe.

When we finally entered the already almost full recording studio, we finally ended the conversation.

The appearance of Xu Xin instantly attracted the attention of many people.

But everyone just watched as he walked to the second row, right next to Zhang Yimou.

At this time, Zhang Weiping also saw Xu Xin and said hello with a smile.

But soon his eyes were fixed on the other side, that is, Zhao Xinyu who was walking from the other side of the passage to positions 25 and 26.

After seeing it, instead of nodding to Xu Xin, he stood up directly and walked over with a smile.

He even shook hands with Zhao Xinyu.

Looks very enthusiastic.

As a result, Zhao Xinyu also received a lot of messages.

However...it seems that many people don't know her origins.

Those who knew were whispering among themselves, while those who didn't knew looked puzzled.

And Xu Xin was among those who were confused.

After he sat down, on his left was Zang Qiwu, the assistant director of "Three Guns", and on his right was literary consultant Zhou Xiaofeng.

We all know each other, so there is nothing to say or say.

After sitting down, he asked Zhou Xiaofeng:

"Sister Zhou, when does it start?"

"It's almost 8 o'clock sharp. We've started debugging the machines~"

Hearing this, Xu Xin nodded, then took out his mobile phone from his pocket, found Xu Miao's number, and sent a message:

"exist?"

Xu Miao replied quickly:

"explain."

"My dad has a friend named Zhao Xinyu"

"Yes, yesterday?"

"What's her relationship with our dad?"

"Friends, the kind with whom we have a good relationship. What happened? We met?"

"When we meet, let me call you Aunt Zhao. I think she got off a white-plate car."
To be continued...