Seeing that Zhao Yongqi hadn't reacted for five minutes, the snack seller Li Zhien was impatient, and directly stretched out his white and tender little hand, grabbed a piece and stuffed it into his mouth, squinted his crescent eyes and said, "It tastes good!" But he quickly bit his finger again, his eyes fell on those kebabs, and he pouted and said pitifully: "However, people still want to eat kebabs! ”

Feifei, who also nodded his little head on the other side, withdrew his gaze from the kebab, suddenly his beautiful eyes widened, and he said excitedly: "Could it be that we can eat these fried chicken nuggets and eat kebabs?"

"Makes sense!" Cheng He slapped his palms, immediately reached out and grabbed a few pieces, threw them directly into his mouth, and said vaguely: "Whatever, the horizontal and vertical taste is not bad, eat it first!"

As soon as everyone heard it, they felt that it made sense, and they all stretched out their hands and began to grab the fried chicken nuggets, but Zhao Yongqi was squeezed outside by the pit goods that poured up again.

Speechlessly looking at this group of bastards who shouted "male god" when they were useful and treated themselves as weeds when they were useless, Zhao Yongqi shook his head and didn't fight, but squatted on the ground, and his fingers began to scratch something on the ground.

"Brother Qi, you can eat a piece too, it's very delicious. grabbed two small buns that squeezed out of the crowd, and with a smile on his face, he sent a piece of fried chicken in his hand to Zhao Yongqi's mouth. Just this action attracted a cheer of surprise from the surrounding fans.

"Small bones, white paintings, small bones, white paintings......"

The little bun with a slightly red face didn't dare to look up at the fans who were coaxing, but found that Zhao Yongqi, who was chewing in his mouth, was still gesturing, and his sword eyebrows had never been loosened.

The members on the other side, in the past two minutes, had eaten all the fried chicken nuggets on a plate, and were about to ask if they could eat kebabs, when the proprietress with a mysterious smile bent down and took out the same plate of fried chicken nuggets from under the stall. Still didn't say anything, just put it on the table.

Deng Chao, who was staring wide-eyed, looked at the plate for a long time, raised his head and said to the middle-aged woman with a wry smile: "Boss, it won't be that we have to eat a few plates of fried chicken nuggets first, right?"

"Whatever, it's delicious anyway. "Cheng Hecai doesn't care what the task is, even if he can't complete it, it's not bad to eat enough fried chicken nuggets first. At the moment, he reached out and continued to grab it and stuff it into his mouth.

"You pig!" Li Chen shook his head speechlessly, and said helplessly: "I estimate that this plate is finished, and there is a chance that there will be more!"

A group of pit goods, you look at me, I look at you, and finally decided to learn from Cheng He, and directly began to nibble on fried chicken nuggets. Even the two snack goods, including Lee Ji-eun and Feifei, were also smiling and eating on the side.

Zhao Yongqi here didn't care about the group of pit goods at all, and after a few more comparisons, he clapped his palms, and when he got up, the pair of sword eyebrows stretched out. Looking back at the large group of fans, a warm smile appeared on his face.

"Brother Qi, do you know?" Xiao Baozi saw Zhao Yongqi's expression, and got up with his eyes shining.

"Shhhh Zhao Yongqi glanced at the pit goods who were still desperately eating, and his handsome face approached the slightly reddened delicate bun face, and whispered in her ear: "These are two numbers." The first is a 3 written backwards, and the second is a 9 written backwards. If they're glued to the plate, and if the plate is transparent, and you lift it up and look at it the other way around, it's 93. At first I wondered why I didn't block the streets, but now I know it's a mission to get the fans to do together. You go to find people born in '93, and they are too high-profile to let those pit people know. ”

"Hee-hee...... Well, I see. Xiao Baozi covered his mouth and tried his best to hold back a smile, and in the next second, Zhao Yongqi took his little hand and rushed directly to the nearby blockade line while the pit goods were grabbing the third plate of fried chicken nuggets.

The cheers of the fans rang out, and being able to get up close and personal with their idols was the reason why they were willing to stay here despite the heat.

Zhao Yongqi naturally knew which pit goods would rush over as soon as he turned around, so he hurriedly whispered to those fans: "Who was born in 93?"

I thought it would be difficult to find, but immediately several girls raised their hands excitedly.

Zhao Yongqi was overjoyed, and immediately asked the armed police to let go of the two closest girls, and then together with Xiao Baozi, the four of them surrounded themselves and told them that they could not divulge the secret of heaven.

"Hmph, if anyone dares to be a traitor, I'll beat her ass!" Brother Qi, who didn't forget to threaten at the end, rushed towards the stall with one of them in the shy laughter of the girls.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey!" Because everything happened too fast, Li Zhien, who hadn't noticed it yet, saw Zhao Yongqi and Xiao Baozi each rushing back to the stall with a fan, and even went around to the side of the proprietress, and immediately let out a series of exclamations.

Taking advantage of the fact that the pit goods were still stunned, Zhao Yongqi leaned to the proprietress's ear and said: "Boss, both of them were born in 93, give us a kebab!"

"Okay!" the proprietress who had not spoken immediately shouted, and began to put the half-cooked kebabs back on the shelf with quick hands and feet, and said with a smile: "Four kebabs!"

"Brother Qi, that's right!" The little bun, who was still a little apprehensive, immediately jumped up excitedly, and began to jump up and down with the other two girls and pull Zhao Yongqi to dance in a circle.

A group of people who were still stuffed with fried chicken nuggets in their mouths came back to their senses, and completely surrounded Zhao Yongqi and them with a hula, and Cheng He was the first to open his mouth and said: "Xiao Qi, this is not authentic." How can you eat alone? ”

Deng Chao was more direct, too lazy to deal with Zhao Yongqi, and directly grabbed one of the girls who looked easily shy with a red face, and said with a hippie smile: "Little sister, hurry up and tell you Chao Gege~~ How did you eat kebabs?"

"Oni, Oni, tell people that people want to eat kebabs too!" Feifei and the other girls were much more open, and directly pulled the little bun aside, and even sighed about Lee Kwang-so who wanted to fish in troubled waters.

Xiao Baozi was naturally not their opponent, or he didn't think about hiding it from them at all, so he immediately lowered his voice and shared the secret of his success in a volume that only a few people could hear.

"Mmmm, I know, that's great!" Feifei pulled Li Zhien, with a happy smile on his face, and immediately rushed to the fans, and Zhizhi and baby were naturally not far behind. It didn't take long for him to find the fans he needed.