Speaking of this, Qiao Qiao felt proud. At this moment, her chest puffed up: "Uncle policeman said thank you to me!"
Everyone:......
After a while, Song Tan asked reluctantly: "No?"
Qiaoqiao turned to look at her: "No! This sister is so pitiful, of course she has to be handed over to the police."
At this time, even Song Tan was a little stuck: "But I have told you so much about cheating and what not, you are really insufferable!"
She looked at Qiaoqiao in amazement and found that the ignorant brother in her memory seemed to be quite reliable now.
The trustworthy younger brother looked at Teacher Xin Jun sheepishly: "Teacher Xin taught me that if you interfere in other people's marriages and relationships, you will be blamed by others in the end."
He raised his fingers triumphantly: "So we also learned a few words - [not close to each other] [not human inside and outside] [fighting at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed]..."
At this time, everyone's eyes in amazement were all directed at Xin Jun, who was so embarrassed that he could no longer lift his head. Even though he usually knew how to handle Zhang Yanping, something was wrong no matter how much he thought that his teaching content was paraphrased in this way.
On the other hand, Mrs. Tang was very happy: "Okay, okay! Xiao Xin, you are the best teacher I have ever seen in teaching children... Have you tested it?"
"It doesn't matter whether you have a certificate or not!" Song Tan was anxious. It's not easy to find a good teacher now, but don't let others be tempted to teach in a school.
She changed the subject: "Do you eat oranges?"
Only then did everyone realize that this gossip story had an anticlimactic ending. The pot that the seventh cousin was preparing to stir-fry pumpkin seeds had just been heated up!
"Alas..." Everyone sighed helplessly, even the chubby and round oranges on the table seemed to have become boring.
The old lady ate up the little sweet potato in her hand, feeling that the part of picking oranges and digesting them seemed to have returned, so she had to put together her own simple tea set and greeted Qiao Qiao:
"Come, let me teach you how to make tea."
Professor Song stared at the side and couldn't help but be curious: "Where is your kettle?" It is inconvenient to make tea without a kettle. Teacher Tang is very good at doing as the Romans do. At this moment, he raised his chin: "Isn't that right? It's burning on the stove!"
Yes, this white tureen seemed to cost one or two thousand when I bought it. I also have a purple clay pot at home that costs more than 8,000.
Nowadays, the kettle that comes with it is a large iron kettle commonly used in farmers to boil water. Match them two by two, just focus on one and have fun!
Qiao Qiao curiously walked over, then stared at the tureen cups and small tea cups placed on the small tea tray and asked: "I have never learned this before, can you teach the children together? There is no new knowledge recently.
Give it to them..."
Teacher Qiaoqiao still feels a little guilty.
"Okay!"
Teacher Tang was very free and easy: "Just don't slap my face, otherwise I'm afraid of being recognized by my students."
And Zhang Yanping asked: "Do you need me to make another preview? You are an agricultural anchor, a pastoral anchor, an education anchor, and now you are a tea culture anchor..."
He was joking, but before he finished speaking, he heard Song Tan's cell phone suddenly ringing.
There was a nice female voice on the other end of the phone:
"Is this Ms. Song Tan who participated in the [Small Farmer] selection? We are from Yuncheng Daily. Regarding the selection, although there is no selection result yet, the city has also given instructions, hoping to publicize your work to the public.
People who put their sweat and sincerity into this land..."
Song Tan:......
My sweat and sincerity have been integrated into the soil, so can I still refuse this?
But the other party's words were very polite: "Excuse me, do you have time? Can we go to your home for an interview? A few simple questions, take a look at the environment in the mountains, and we will do editing later."
"In addition, we will also have a makeup artist."
The other party's tone was playful, and he obviously knew her age after reading the information. He was considerate of young girls in every aspect, which shows his sincerity.
Song Tan turned around and saw Zhang Yanping nodding crazily beside him: "Promise her, promise her!"
Mrs. Tang also had bright eyes.
Since Song Tan had already participated in the selection, he naturally would not give up his choice at this time, so he sighed without any trace, and then said enthusiastically:
"Okay, sorry to trouble you, when will you come over? Do you need me to send you your location or drive to pick you up?"
When she hung up the phone, she saw that Qiao Qiao had put aside the new experience of bubble tea, and she looked extremely positive: "Am I going to be on TV?"
Song Tan thought: With this scale, it probably won't be shown on TV, but local self-media should be able to see it.
So he nodded: "We can't receive the local station now, maybe we can also see it online."
Qiao Qiao didn't care. He had a strong sense of curiosity and expectation for everything he had never come into contact with. So much so that Zhang Yanping couldn't help but wonder:
"Do you like being interviewed so much? But the students you talk to every day are probably much more than the local self-media."
Qiao Qiao didn't think so: "But for interviews on TV, people have a microphone and a camera, but I don't!"
I understand, the sense of ritual is not strong enough, right?
Xin Jun looked at Song Tan silently - the reason why Song Tan agreed to participate in the small farmer selection was because he was afraid that Qiao Qiao would attract too much attention. But now people come to his home to shoot videos...
She sighed: "Qiaoqiao, I'm afraid that after you go on TV, everyone will be jealous of you and say bad things about you... Then we will just film it silently and play it less, okay?"
Qiaoqiao thought for a while:
"But others will definitely say bad things about my sister - ah, when the time comes, I will just bring a few treasures and Dabai and the others to take pictures! Sister, you should take less pictures!"
"By the way, if you don't broadcast my words, will you still be able to use a microphone and camera when filming? If you can, that's fine!"
Song Tan was silent, then understood, and then opened the Taotao Bao:
"How about I buy you a children's karaoke station with a microphone? It's like a family KTV."
Qiaoqiao went over to take a look, and then said in surprise: "It's a microphone like this! What does the karaoke station mean? Can I sing with a microphone at home?"
"Yes!" Song Tan said decisively, "I will buy it for you now!"
Ulan, who had been silent all this time, became excited: "Did the TV station tell you? When are you coming?"
Song Tan was helpless: "Early tomorrow morning."
It's so early in the winter? Even my seventh cousin has to wait for breakfast after 7 o'clock! Wu Lan couldn't help but sigh: "It's quite hard to work for others."
Zhang Yanping/Xin Jun:...Click on me, right?
However, when he turned his head again, he saw that Wulan had quickly left the door: "You guys have a rest, I will tidy up the living room first - Tan Tan, why don't you spread the towel on the sofa tomorrow?"
