Lucky Cub Cub and his brother are in the control group

Chapter 117 Meeting the Master

Xiao Fubao sat beside the bed with the photo in his arms, his eyes, which were always clear and bright in front of the camera, were filled with sadness for the first time.

The little hand touched the photo lightly.

Because the monitors were far away, the people in the live broadcast room couldn't see who was in the photo that Xiao Fubao was holding.

Sang Manzhou walked up to her and sat down, didn't say anything, didn't ask anything, didn't disturb her, just quietly accompanied her like this.

After sitting for a while, he raised his head and glanced at the monitor, got up and walked under the monitor, turned off the monitor without saying a word, and took out the mic hanging on his collar and the mic on Xiao Fubao's collar Throw it on the table.

The studio was in chaos.

Even the director was dumbfounded.

what's the situation?Why don't you be so stingy and don't show it at all?
Also, did you pick the wheat?
【what's the situation?Why did you turn off the live broadcast?I seem to have heard the sound of putting something on the table just now. Could it be that Sang Wanzhou picked the wheat and put it on the table? 】

【Ahhh, no!We are also very worried about Xiao Fubao's current state!Sang Wanzhou, you can't be so inhuman! 】

[How do you say that the broadcast is off?Isn't this too capricious?Do you care about the director? 】

Director: "." I can't control it, I can't control it, everything is still based on the emotions of the little guests.

After turning off these devices, Sang Wanzhou turned to look at Xiao Fubao, "Let's go."

Xiao Fubao raised his head and was slightly taken aback: "Where are you going?"

"Go see your master." Sang Wanzhou said calmly.

Little Fubao: ".?"

Before Xiao Fubao could react, Sang Wanzhou had already put his coat on her body and squatted down in front of her, "If you want to see Master, come up."

"Fubao wants to see Master!"

Hearing this, Xiao Fubao answered without any hesitation, slowly laying on Sang Wanzhou's back with the photo in his hands tightly.

Her body is small and not heavy at all.

If it weren't for a pair of small hands gently wrapping around his neck, Sang Wanzhou would have forgotten that he was carrying a little boy behind him.

In order to avoid the cameraman, Sang Wanzhou carried Xiao Fubao on his back without going through the main entrance, and went out through the back door through the window.

At this time, the sky was completely dark, the sky was full of stars, the crescent moon hung in the sky, and the faint moonlight sprinkled the ground, only the stars filled the sky.

Sang Wanzhou carried Xiao Fubao on his back and walked towards the top of the hill little by little.

Little Fubao has been quietly lying on his back without moving. The warm and generous back made her feel familiar.

Just like the master said.
It's really warm.

After walking for about twenty minutes, Sang Wanzhou stopped, put Xiao Fubao on a big rock and sat down, panting slightly, leaned against another rock and rubbed his hands.

Xili is cold at night.

When he just came out, he forgot to bring a coat for himself, and now he is still wearing the short-sleeved clothes he wears during the day, but fortunately, he did not feel so cold after exercising.

Clutching the photo in his hand, Xiao Fubao looked at the empty surroundings in confusion, raised his head and asked, "Brother, didn't you say you want to take me to see the master?"

"Isn't that what it is?"

Sang Wanzhou pointed at the stars in the night sky, her bright eyes covered the sea of ​​stars, gentle and deep.

Little Fubao raised his head, tilted his little head, and asked in doubt: "Xingxing?"

But that is a star, not a master!

Sang Wanzhou put his hands in his pockets and quietly looked at the night sky.

The starry sky was so bright, but his eyes became more and more lonely.

Only when the night is lonely enough can the starry sky be beautiful.

(End of this chapter)