"My hair?"
The host on the other side saw the last comment and was nearly dumbfounded.
What does it mean to have feudal thoughts and be willing to be a second spouse?
Is this still Dragon Country language!
"Cough cough cough."
Ning An coughed twice to bring the topic back: "Monk, could you please point the camera at the stage so we can see what's happening?"
"Oh oh oh, okay."
The host on the other side finally came to his senses, distractedly turning the camera towards Granny Wang.
He swore, he had never been this confused in his entire life.
How come no one ever told him these things?
As he aimed at the stage, a woman dressed in a red ancient matchmaker costume appeared in the frame.
A quick glance suggested she was in her fifties; in every aspect, she fit the common people's first impression of a matchmaker.
And this woman is the rising star on the internet—
Granny Wang!
On her left side, there's a lineup of boys, probably today's lucky ones.
