Chapter 288： Poor and sour internet celebrity pretending to be a rich second generation (1/2)

Everyone in the living room was stunned by Xi Ming's declaration, and there was a strange silence on the scene.

Wan Anni's excited voice broke the stagnation: "Xi Shen, you are really chasing after you! My God!"

It seems that she is also in the know.

Chang Jinbo heard the noise coming from downstairs, and stood on the higher steps with a dark face.

He prides himself on his family background, background, and ability, all of which are superior to others, and is the most competitive guest in the Love Cabin. But now that Xi Ming came, he was crushed in all directions. What made him even more unbearable was that Zhuang Li's eyes were glued to Xi Ming, and he could no longer see anyone else!

For the first time in his life he tasted jealousy.

Xi Ming waved his hand and greeted Wan Anni.

Zhuang Li naturally took his suitcase and said, "I'll take you back to your room to sort things out. You'll stay with me for more than 20 days."

"Okay." Xi Ming showed a happy smile.

At this moment, the chief director brought a woman into the love house and shouted, "Don't leave, everyone, come and meet the new male guest No. 5 and female guest No. 5. Sit down and have a good chat, this paragraph We're going to focus on shooting."

Turn around and leave.

Other love variety shows have new guests, and the show team will make some suspense or flower heads. But the chief director didn't play tricks at all, just brought the guests into the door and it was over.

Everyone looked towards the door.

I saw that the new female guest looked very heroic, with neatly cut short hair, wearing a black suit, with a very thin waistline and very long legs, standing at 1.8 meters tall, but still wearing eight. Centimeter high heels look beautiful and sassy.

All the male guests stood in front of her, and they would be overshadowed immediately. She is the top beauty of androgynous.

Of course, Xi Ming is not in the ranks of being suppressed. His strong aura and proud height are enough to make him stand out in any occasion.

What's even more amazing is that Zhuang Li's style was not taken away by the new female guest and Xi Ming. He walked between the two like a free wind.

"Then sit down and have a good face-to-face." Zhuang Li took the lead in sitting on the sofa and patted the armrest.

Everyone woke up like a dream, and took their seats one after another, all eyes on the two newcomers.

The system reminded: "This woman is S-class!"

Meng Lan immediately began to look at the woman, guessing her background.

"Hello, I'm the fifth female guest. My name is Yi Jiangnan." The woman briefly introduced herself.

When everyone looked at her, her sharp eyes swept across everyone.

When they looked at Xi Ming, she didn't dodge or dodge, and she was quite provocative. When they met Zhuang Li's half-smiling gaze, she immediately lowered her head.

She smelled the same kind, and it was a powerful kind.

"What do you do?" Lin Caixiu asked curiously.

"Guess." Yi Jiangnan raised his head and hooked the corners of his lips, his smile turned out to be evil.

"I guess you're a model." Wan Anni immediately raised her hand, her eyes full of stars: "You are so handsome! As soon as I saw your inspiration, I was overwhelmed. I want to design a lot of clothes for you!"

Yi Jiangnan looked at Wan Anni attentively and praised sincerely: "You are also very beautiful. Has anyone ever said that you are very charming?"

Wan Anni withdrew her hand and blushed. Usually she is carefree and straight, but she has never been like this.

Yi Jiangnan stared at Wan Anni as if there was no one else. Some people guess she is a doctor, some people guess she is an artist, and some people guess she is a CEO, she just shook her head and never looked at each other directly. This is a very arrogant attitude.

Xi Ming was not guessing at all, but sat next to Zhuang Li, with his long arms resting on the back of the sofa, pretending to hold the little curly hair in his arms.

After everyone had guessed, Zhuang Licai chuckled: "I guess you work in the central bank. Don't forget to change your cufflinks when you wear a suit next time."

Yi Jiangnan raised his wrist and found that he was wearing a cufflink with the logo of the Central Bank.

She suddenly laughed: "You have discovered such a small thing, yes, I am a staff member of the Central Bank."

She didn't introduce herself specifically, so everyone thought she was sitting at the counter. Only Meng Lan knew that ordinary tellers would never be rated S. This woman must be hiding a deeper background.

"Remember to hide it better in the future, some marks are really too obvious." Zhuang Li warned, and glanced at Yi Jiangnan's luggage placed at the door.

Others only saw a pile of items, but Zhuang Li saw the protective case of a military-grade laptop. Ordinary people can't use this kind of thing.

"Okay, I understand." Yi Jiangnan nodded seriously.

Xi Ming immediately retracted his stretched arms, leaned slightly, and locked Yi Jiangnan with his sharp eyes. He could feel that this woman's attitude towards Little Curly was extraordinarily different and more cautious.

This is what he needs to guard against.

At this moment, Meng Lan said with a smile: "Zhuang Li, you always guess someone else's occupation is accurate, what about your own? What do you do? Which school did you graduate from? You also talk to everyone. Let's talk?"

Zhuang Li glanced at her with a half-smile but was about to speak, when Xi Ming said in a deep voice, "Why don't I talk first. Because my family was poor, I dropped out of high school and came to City B to work at the age of sixteen. After passing bricks, I also sold late night snacks. Later, I followed my master to the MAX club to work as a mechanic for two years.

"When I was nineteen, my grandmother had cancer and needed surgery, and I had to sell my life to the club. From then on, I started to learn how to race cars, and I had to be infinitely close to death to pay for my grandmother's high treatment costs. .

"My parents divorced when I was six years old, and they didn't want me. I was raised by my grandmother picking up scraps. Because of my financial constraints, I never had a new dress to wear, I just picked up scraps thrown away by others. Because of this, the children around me call me little trash. I grew up with abuse from others.