Viscount Huang stretched out his hand and grabbed the somewhat translucent plastic duck beak, and with another snap, he pulled out the ghost thing that was sucking him. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Why are you here?!"

"How did you know I was here!"

The two blurted out almost at the same time, and then after discovering the content of each other's words, they couldn't help but be embarrassed again.

Lin Rong quickly glanced at the other party and found that Viscount Huang was holding the program group's lunch, and the dishes in the open lunch box were obviously much richer than hers.

A large chicken thigh, stir-fried prawns, braised hairtail......

Damn, it's all what she loves to eat!

In this guy's lunch, there is no green food, all of them are big meat, this corrupt and inhumane program team, the food is still treated differently?

Aren't you afraid of constipation after eating this product?

Lin Rong scolded unhappily, and at this time, Viscount Huang was obviously also observing her.

Seeing her holding a boxed lunch, I finally knew that the other party didn't come to him specifically.

"Please go out and close the door, don't tell anyone, I'm here, thank you. Viscount Huang turned around as he spoke, and gnawed on the big chicken leg to himself.

Lin Rong leaned in his heart, and his voice lowered a little, "Young Master, you have a lounge dedicated to artists, this is a small storage room for me." You great god, where can my little temple accommodate you?"

Viscount Huang didn't look back at her, just took his chopsticks and flicked the shrimp in the bento, with a little disgust on his face, "I don't like to talk to people." ”

Lin Rong: "......", dare to talk to the dog just now!?

She was very unhappy to see the other party pick out the shrimp one by one out of the lunch box, and felt that she couldn't stand it anymore, so she put her lunch box on the small table in the storage room and opened the lid of the lunch box with a snap.

Lin Rong took the chopsticks in front of Viscount Huang and gestured from that bento to this bento.

Viscount Huang was holding a plump and elastic shrimp with his chopsticks, and put it aside with a disgusting expression.

Seeing the dexterous chopsticks of this duck's fat duck paws, the shrimp he was holding stopped in the air.

"You want?" he clearly incredulous,

Lin Rong rolled his eyes, "Of course." Cherish every piece of food, children's shoes. ”

When she just graduated, the manuscript fee plus the money from her part-time job was basically enough to barely pay the rent and utilities.

At that time, I was really poor, and I basically ate hastily, and I didn't know how much I ate about instant noodles and supermarket lunches, and it was the greatest satisfaction to be able to eat enough. At that time, even if she had extra money, it was all spent on codeword equipment, such as a handy keyboard and a laptop that made her mood so beautiful that she could use more codes......

It wasn't until the next two years, when she got a salary increase and a little more code manuscript fees, that her life was a little more comfortable, but she rarely went to the restaurant to eat by herself, and basically bought vegetables from the vegetable market and made them at home, living a careful life.

Therefore, in her opinion, there are two things that she must resolutely defend regardless of whether they are successful or not.

One is all the equipment related to code words, which is the sustenance of her dreams;

The second is the food, which she used to be hungry for and now enjoys something that especially brings her happiness.

From the simple feeling of being satisfied when you are full of food and drink, to the feeling of happiness when you can add an extra poached egg, ham sausage, and green vegetables to the instant noodles, to the happiness of being able to eat a pot of hot sweet and sour short ribs with boiling sugar at any time, and the kind of happiness that bursts with juice at any time......

Therefore, every time she eats now, she is full of gratitude and satisfaction, and every bite of food is extremely cherished.

These are all earned by her hard work, the manuscript fees earned word by word, and the hard work of day and night to get it.

But obviously Viscount Huang doesn't have her experience, in fact, comic creation and novel creators, in terms of the nature of the house and the creation of big brains, are actually somewhat similar, but obviously this picky eater Huang has not experienced the days when he could only eat instant noodles when he was hungry.

When he heard Lin Rong say this, he simply sighed, and then threw the shrimp in the chopsticks into the lunch box she opened in disgust.

Lin Rong's lunch box is in stark contrast to his, with green stir-fried vegetables, green green peppers and fried shredded pork, and the only different color is scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

Viscount Huang glanced at it, inserted the chopsticks into the rice, pushed the lunch box and slid in front of her, "Come yourself." ”

Lin Rong's eyes blinked, and he shouted in his heart that he was a good man, and he was about to poke it in with his chopsticks, "Big ...... Chicken legs?"

Syllable!

The bamboo chopsticks inserted in the snow-white rice, as if they had been injected with powerful internal strength, suddenly broke through the rice, quickly spun around in mid-air, and hit Lin Rong's bamboo chopsticks quickly and accurately, making her hand crooked!

"Mine. Viscount Huang's eyes narrowed.

He quickly made a circle with his chopsticks on the lid of the lunch box on the other side, "Yours." ”

Lin Rong took a look, there was a hill of shrimp piled out of this pile, and there were only a few carrots and greens piled up next to it...

Is this guy out of kindergarten?!

Lin Rong simply tore off the lid of the lunch box and folded it on her lunch box, and when she was leaving, she saw the soft and curly hair, and paused, "Do you have an agent?"

Viscount Huang didn't even look up, holding a chicken leg in his mouth, "Huh, what is that?"

Lin Rong shrugged his shoulders and stretched out his duck paws, "It's nothing, then give me the key to the lounge." "If there is no agent, then his lounge will not be empty now!

Viscount Huang didn't ask a word, his hand was inserted into the pocket of his sweatpants, and he felt for a key and put it on her duck palm.

"Well, let's exchange places to eat~" Lin Rong twisted his ass and twisted it out satisfied.

In the lounge of special guests, the staff will not easily enter and harass them.

In the backstage of the recording venue, fans are also forbidden to enter, let alone rush to the lounge.

Although I don't understand why the other party has a separate lounge with a sofa and a TV that is ten square meters in size, and does not need it, I have to hide in the storage room. But Lin Rong instantly had the feeling of eating in a shed and upgrading to a five-star hotel!

It's normal for otaku to be a little strange, Lin Rong was too lazy to think about it, and after comfortably taking off the yellow duck head cover and an airtight suit, he directly lay down on the sofa in the lounge and groaned comfortably, and the person rolled a few times on the soft sofa~

When will she be able to enjoy such a super comfortable treatment in the open?

Turning over, Lin Rong felt that it was time to set a small goal for himself!

Well, we're all going to have to eat in a lounge like this in the future!

Lin Rong sat up as soon as she thought about it, she found a pen and paper under the glass coffee table, and wrote carefully one stroke at a time.

Lin XVII, Lin Rong......

After writing a few large sheets of paper, she wiped the sweat from the tip of her nose.

Well, it's still much better than Viscount Huang's ghost drawing!

If you don't practice first, how can you get it when you meet fans later?