Xia Guo TV.

In the canteen restaurant on a certain floor, Qin Junhao and his mother Lin Yushuang sat at a dining table.

The task of cooking was naturally handed over to my father.

Originally.

Qin Junhao thought that the program team was preparing a boxed lunch, after all, in his previous life, he had watched a lot of TV on the earth, and when he thought of this kind of filming or recording programs, he was eating a boxed lunch.

But Qin Junhao forgot one piece of information, that is, this is not the crew, but the Xia Guo TV Building.

The most official and largest TV station headquarters in Xia Kingdom.

It is naturally normal to have a large-scale canteen restaurant, and at the same time, the program team of "Xia Guo Poetry Conference" is also very generous.

All players, their families, and spectators are invited to dine.

Moreover, Qin Junhao also carefully observed that the meals prepared in the cafeteria restaurant of Xia Guo TV Station were quite rich.

There is no comparison between lunch boxes and lunches!

"Come on~"

Soon, Dad Qin Dalei came over with a rather large dinner plate.

There are four dishes on the plate.

A plate of braised pork, a plate of sweet and sour carp, a plate of stir-fried vegetables, and a steak.

"Come, son, although I don't have time to go to the restaurant outside to eat steak, I didn't expect that there is still steak served in the canteen restaurant of Xia Guo TV. ”

Qin Dalei said as he handed the steak to his son.

"It's worthy of Xia Guo TV. ”

Qin Junhao nodded, then picked up the knife and fork, cut off a piece and took a bite.

Well?

Does it seem to taste good?

It's not as good as the steak of a high-end chef, but it's not much worse.

"Husband, where's the rice?"

Lin Yushuang asked.

"I'm going to fight right away, wait a minute. ”

"Two bowls!"

Lin Yushuang reminded.

When Qin Dalei heard this, he was stunned for a moment, looked at his wife's lower abdomen and waist, and asked, "Two bowls, aren't you afraid of gaining weight?"

Lin Yushuang suddenly glared at her husband Qin Dalei: "Are you stupid, I have a bowl, a cub has a bowl, my bowl should not be full, and the cub's bowl should be full." ”

"Understood!"

Qin Junhao tasted the braised pork again.

Not.

Tastes good.

Another bite of sweet and sour carp.

Huh?

It tastes good.

Eat another bite of stir-fried seasonal vegetables, tsk, it is also delicious.

It's okay, in the cafeteria restaurant of Xia Guo TV, Qin Junhao couldn't help but praise it.

I have to say that the program group of "Xia Guo Poetry Conference" is still very good, so many people, all of them are in charge of lunch.

A must-have!

After Qin Junhao finished eating the steak and tasted a few more bites of the dish, he originally thought it was just a boxed lunch.

But it just feels like something is missing?

"I remembered. ”

Qin Junhao licked his little lips, then jumped off his seat and walked towards the left side of the cafeteria.

"Cub, why are you going?"

Lin Yushuang stood up and hurriedly asked.

"Mom, I want to drink Kuoluo, do you want to drink?" Qin Junhao turned his head, blinked his cute eyes, and asked his mother.

"Buy Coke, I don't drink it. Lin Yushuang raised her head and looked in the direction to the left of the cafeteria, where there was indeed a snack shop.

Qin Junhao walked through the crowd of people in the cafeteria and came to the window of this snack shop.

Belch......

I don't seem to have this window high yet?

Qin Junhao instantly thought of his fear of being dominated by his height again!

"My goddamn height. ”

Qin Junhao complained in his heart.

Then Qin Junhao raised his head and said in his milky voice: "Boss, come to the jar and ask for ice." ”

Coke Jin Junhao must drink ice!

Can a coke at room temperature be called coke? I might as well drink Chinese medicine!

Ice Cola has a real soul!

The owner of a snack shop is watching a short video of an eight-and-a-half-year-old boy playing the piano.

An eight-and-a-half-year-old boy playing the piano is not a bright spot, after all, in this day and age, there are more young piano children.

Many children start learning piano at a young age.

The attraction of this short audio short video is that the piano music played by the little boy in the video is very beautiful.

The most important thing is that no one has ever heard this piano piece, looking at the title of the short video, it seems that it is still a piano piece composed by this eight-and-a-half-year-old boy himself?

"Che, an eight-and-a-half-year-old boy can play the piano? You think you're a Moethoven, and you have to make drafts to brag? ”

The shopkeeper man complained in disbelief, then put his mobile phone on the small table in front of him, turned his head and said, "Canned Coke, 2.5 yuan." ”

When the shopkeeper man looked at the window, he saw that it was empty.

"Huh?"

The man couldn't help but muttered in confusion, isn't someone going to buy Coke?

What about people?

"Boss, come to a jar of broad, ask for ice miles. ”

The sound of milk in the milk came again.

This time, the shopkeeper man followed the voice, poked his head out and looked under the window, a short little cute baby, looking up at him with a pair of cute eyes.

"You buy Coke?"

The shopkeeper man asked with a smile in his eyes.

This little guy looks so cute, but this one is too short, isn't it?

"Yes. ”

Qin Junhao nodded and said, then raised his mobile phone and handed it to the shopkeeper man: "Uncle, you scan my WeChat QR code." ”

Qin Junhao has a lot of money on WeChat.

In addition to the pocket money given to him by his parents, Qin Junhao's various daily exercises not only improve his proficiency, but also get certain monetary rewards.

It can be as little as a few dollars, or as many as tens or hundreds of dollars.

It depends on how many sit-ups and push-ups Qin Junhao does each day.

The shopkeeper man shook his head with a smile, took out a very cold can of Coca-Cola from the refrigerator, handed it to the little cute baby, then scanned the code to collect the money, and returned the mobile phone to Qin Junhao.

"Thank you. ”

After Qin Junhao got the iced Coke, he hugged his mobile phone and Coke and returned to the table.

"Cub, it's okay to drink Coke, but you also have to finish this bowl of rice?"

Lin Yushuang gently tapped the bowl of rice in front of the cub with chopsticks.

The son is to eat more.

Otherwise, how can you grow taller?

You must know that the cub's height of 1.08 meters makes Lin Yushuang a headache.

"Good. ”

Qin Junhao nodded obediently, and after opening the can of Coke, he took a big sip.

Cool!

Then I picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of braised pork, and ate it deliciously with rice.

"Mom, if you cook at the level of this canteen restaurant, I can eat two big bowls of rice every day, hehehe. ”

When Qin Junhao was shaving rice, he didn't forget to raise his head and hit his mother.

"Hahahaha, did my wife hear it, our son said that your fried dishes are not delicious, hahaha...... Ah!!h

Qin Dalei's body shook instantly, and he quickly rubbed his aching arm that was pinched by his wife.

The son said you.

Why pinch me, woo woo.

Storm Cry!