Because the time was very tight, Song Wan said a few words to He Youqing and then turned around and left, leaving He Youqing standing in place, hesitating.

But it was only for a while, and soon he walked into the restaurant.

The shopkeeper let out an exclamation, and the customers in the store laughed even more.

He Youqing: "...... I always feel like something bad is going to happen. ”

But Rao is like this, He Youqing still smiled very gently, living up to his reputation for being good-tempered.

He walked up to the shopkeeper and said in a cautious tone: "Old man (the shopkeeper is nearly seventy years old), can you tell you how the game is played here, is there any difficulty?"

The boss smiled and narrowed his eyes: "He Youqingdu, I like you very much!"

He Youqing was overjoyed: "Really, then I'll take a photo with you? When you put it in the store, it can also be used as a signboard to attract customers, right?"

The boss grinned, but shook his head again and again: "I want to keep it myself." He turned his head to point to a wall blocked by the crowd, "My house tastes so good, many celebrities have taken pictures with me after eating." ”

He Youqing looked in the direction of the boss's finger, okay! A group photo or a solo photo of the stars on the wall.

The key is that many of these stars have disappeared from the entertainment industry, which can be called legendary.

Hey?

He Youqing's gaze stayed in the center of the wall: "That's ...... Song Wan?"

The shopkeeper nodded like a chicken pecking rice: "Yes, yes, that little beauty is super beautiful, and she is happy when she looks at it in the center." The little beauty also has a good appetite, and she didn't feel particularly strong after eating two bowls of noodles in the store just now, which is not at all different from other stars. ”

He Youqing only noticed the measure word "two bowls", and felt that there seemed to be something wrong with his ears: "Old man, how much did you say Song Wan ate?"

"Two bowls!" the boss held out two fingers.

He Youqing had an even worse premonition in his heart: "How big is the bowl?"

Bang Bang Bang –

The sound of five bowls of noodles falling on the wooden table came into He Youqing's ears one after another, and he was so shocked that he looked back.

"Such a big bowl?"

The boss nodded: "Of course not!" Before He Youqing could breathe a sigh of relief, the boss said again, "The little beauty is a girl, and she eats a small bowl of noodles, and He Yingdi is a man, of course she has to eat a big bowl." ”

The boss cooks and makes noodles in this restaurant, because of the good taste, it has been sold in the film and television city for decades, and it is very famous.

Therefore, the surrounding diners know the rules of the boss's house-

The noodles are divided into three bowls, large, medium and small, with different portions, but the price is the same, and the portions are full.

Just one thing, how big of a bowl of noodles you'll eat in the store......

Look at your luck!

Or, look at the boss's eyes.

At least the women, the elderly, and the children who come to this restaurant to eat noodles have never had a large bowl of noodles, at most a medium bowl of noodles.

But no matter how big a bowl of noodles you get, you have to eat them all, and you can't leave them behind. Otherwise, you will be blacklisted by the store and will be turned away the next time you come back.

However......

The noodles taste so good that even if you know that you might fall into a pit, you can't help but order your noodles again and again.

This has also become the specialty of this restaurant, attracting many diners.

It's just that He Yingdi is eating noodles in this restaurant for the first time, and he didn't know that there was such a big bowl-

He Youqing immediately admitted: "Old man, I have a small appetite, can I change it to a small bowl?"

The boss smiled: "No, this is the rule! If you are lucky, you can get the answer by eating a bowl." ”

Can you believe in such a thing as luck?

He Youqing glanced at the five large sea bowls on the table, especially in this kind of situation where bad luck could kill him.

But there was no way, the shopkeeper insisted, He Youqing could only be prepared to eat at the table-

I just hope that the first bowl of noodles will get the answer......

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Song Wan left the restaurant and followed the clues he got from the shopkeeper to a department store.

The store owner is not there, and the referee in charge of the game is the cashier's lady.

"Song Evening !!"

Song Wan just entered the door, and the cashier's little sister jumped three feet high, her cute little round face was red with excitement, and her eyes were shining straight up.

Because that face is too much like a monkey butt, when the show was broadcast, a real monkey butt was particularly damaged in the later stage, which accidentally made the young lady a little popular on the Internet.

Song Wan was frightened by the enthusiasm of the young lady and retreated again and again, her face was full of horror.

The games in this store can't be horror, right?

Song Wan looked at the accompanying photographer suspiciously, looking at the person confused.

Fortunately, the young lady quickly regained her reserve as a die-hard fan, and quickly regained her composure, although her gaze at Song Wan still had an undisguised heat, her tone regained her calm when she spoke again.

"May I ask Miss Song is here to look for clues?" asked the young lady as she looked at the program staff behind Song Wan, and she had a bottom in her heart.

Song Wan cautiously moved to the counter, but her eyes were full of suspicion-

Isn't this young lady a split personality? Why is it so difficult for people to adjust their emotions for a while?

She paused and whispered, "Yes, how can I get the clue?"

Song Wan asked, adjusting her posture, preparing to slip away once the situation was not right-

I always feel that the program team will find such a weird young lady to serve as a host, and the games in this store must be full of pits.

However, she guessed the truth, but she didn't expect the next plot to go......

As soon as her words fell, the young lady immediately took out an envelope from under the counter and handed it to Song Wan: "This is the clue!"

Song Wan looked confused: "...... This is...... Traps?"

The young lady's eyes blinked, and she didn't understand what Song Wan meant: "Song Wan, don't you take clues?"

"......" Song Wan hesitated for a moment and asked her, "I thought that this link was through the game to get the clues?"

She said, her tone extremely uncertain.

The young lady hurriedly shook her head: "My game here is too bad to play!"

Song Wan's spirit was shocked: "What game?"

"Pretending to be ugly and tricking others, you can't make people angry!" The young lady ignored the eye signals of the accompanying photographers and others, and vigorously demolished the program team, "Really, it's a special cheat!"

Song Wan nodded in agreement.

But......

"Why did you give me the clue directly? Is this clue a clue to the next location, or a clue to exclude the crew?" Song Wan was still a little skeptical.

The young lady was too enthusiastic, and she couldn't resist it.

The young lady seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly squatted down and took out another envelope from under the counter: "Master Song, don't you say that I forgot that it was two envelopes!"

Song Wan: "......"

This young lady ......

But by now, Song Wan has basically determined that the young lady is not the pit dug for her by the program team.

She looked at the young lady with a smile and asked softly, "I can't take the information for nothing, do you have any requirements? autographs, group photos, or whatever." As long as I can be satisfied, I can ......"

"Is it really possible?" the young lady was excited again, "Master Song, I'm your brainless fan!"

Song Wan was shocked suddenly, and her brain was ...... Wasn't it a derogatory term? Why did she hear a hint of inexplicable pride in the tone of the little sister?

Proud of being brain-dead?

The world is changing too fast, and she, an old aunt, can't hold it anymore!

The young lady looked at Song Wan carefully: "Master Song, can I sign and take a group photo?"

Song Wan breathed a sigh of relief and nodded again and again.

The two took a photo with the young lady's mobile phone, and signed her in the notebook -

"Master Song, can you write 'I wish Yaya to find her true destiny as soon as possible and live a happy life'?"

Song Wan smiled, not thinking that there was anything difficult about this request.

After signing the name, Song Wan got the clue envelope from the little sister's hand.

She turned and wanted to leave.

The staff finally couldn't help it and hurriedly spoke: "Song Wan, this is a violation of the rules......"

Song Wan raised her eyebrows in surprise: "Did the program team say that you must get clues through games?"

The staff thought about the rules carefully, and their voices became a little weak: "No ......"

"So how can I be considered a rule violator?"

The staff is not angry: "But then the game can't go on......"

The game here in the department store is the essence of the whole link, and the program team expects it to be here, and the guests will be dragged to cry by this game.

Now, however, the staff can't help but wonder if the game's design is still useful......

Song Wan is really a bug!

When they were looking for the real person, why didn't they notice that this cashier was Song Wan's brainless fan?

Song Wan turned her head to look at the young lady: "Yaya, you should just be my fan, right?