Jing Jia, Jing Lulu is a sophomore in high school, and Jing Qier is a freshman in high school.

Two big girls, packed up, ready to watch TV.

Jing Qier held the mobile phone, the AI was even more ruthless than her own mother, and she was underage, and she didn't play for more than three hours.

Even if you study, it reminds you to return to reality, CD is the cooldown time, it depends on the situation.

For example, on weekends, the tube is a little looser, and at night it is stricter.

I've met my nemesis all night, and sometimes I want to drag the AI out and beat it.

The AI will directly pop up a "you hit me" and turn the popular.

Jing Lulu is seventeen years old, her appearance is really not low, dress up, and have a temperament. But compared to Jing Shanshan, there is no pride.

Compared with pet concubines, beauty is for oneself, not for sale.

The upstairs and downstairs TVs are probably on, and at half past eleven, Calamus Satellite TV began to broadcast live for 72 hours.

This year, the battle for TV broadcast rights is fierce, and Calamus Satellite TV directly smashed 1.5 billion, looking like a rich man.

Everyone says that Calamus Satellite TV is now wealthy and not bad for money.

Anyway, if you smash the Wayan Fan Cultural Festival, you won't lose.

When it comes to live broadcasts, they don't insert ads, but every family likes to advertise.

The live broadcast is in a corner, and the advertising area is demarcated, which can be seen without affecting the live broadcast.

Now, there are no advertisements in Jiaojiao, and even the station logo of Calamus Satellite TV is not played.

This is respect, and the live broadcast is Jing Yuanshan. Pull her to advertise Calamus Satellite TV doesn't feel necessary.

The kitchen of the tile inkstone is neatly cleaned up.

It took a few years to precipitate the beauty.

Jing Yuanshan is fully armed, thinking about whether she is beautiful or not.

Western food area, making pizza.

The two of them put their hands together, and they could vaguely see the feet of a group behind them.

Jing Qi'er was hungry when she looked at it, and she had already prepared to eat, watching while eating.

There's no commentary, there's no other sound, it's just a live broadcast in the kitchen.

Jing Lulu saw one pizza come out, and another one was baked.

It's beautiful to look at! I have no appetite for food, and I want to go to Wayan to grab it.

Jing Yuanshan continued to do.

Behind, a hand was stretched out and one was quietly stolen.

There is a screen in the corner, and a group of people divide the pizza, and the food is not enjoyable.

A few stealing food, lightning stole that one, a group of people ate it all, but it was not enjoyable, like staring at the stove with a sigh of waiting.

Subtitler: Why am I in the subtitle group?

Subtitler: Is it too late to go now?

Subtitler: Wouldn't it be better to report?

Subtitle: Call the police uncle to get all the stolen goods. There is zero tolerance for stealing.

Subtitler: After reading the Internet, everyone strongly demanded that stealing food should be stopped.

Jing Lulu watched the music, a group of people who steal food, add subtitles to sell cute?

Jing Yuanshan is still doing it there seriously.

The corners are out of the screen again.

Reporter Murphy reappeared and wrote on a small whiteboard: Do you know how painful we endure when we smell the fragrance here?

Subtitle: The defense is not valid, you smelled the aroma first, and you ate it in your mouth, this reporter will not be replaced next year, there must be an insider.

Subtitle: Everyone can't see or hear, let alone eat, boycott them.

Subtitles: Someone told us to shut up, can't we get angry with subtitles across the screen? It's really hard to subtitle this year.

The subtitles don't sell cute, Jing Yuanshan made another one and put it behind him.

Several people immediately stretched out their sinful hands.

Jing Yuanshan took out another one.

A group of hurry up and pretend, the weather is beautiful today, the sun is shining.

The lights are bright. Jing Yuanshan didn't seem to know, and continued to do it.

The time is getting closer and closer to twelve o'clock, just watch a group, happily stealing food and dividing up.

Jing Qi'er didn't want to eat it, so she took her mobile phone.

There was a lot of joy on the Internet.

"Your Highness absolutely knows."

"Sometimes you have to pretend you don't know."

"Why did Your Highness choose to make pizza?"

"It's not easy for the staff at night, and the pizza is easy for them to eat, delicious and intimate."

"Just now, the camera flashed, and I recognized a chef, surely I am sure of His Highness's cooking skills?"

"If you sell rice noodles, you must have excellent cooking skills."

"If you eat with your face, can you do it if you don't have good cooking skills?"

"I'm hungry."

"Protest, don't sow food from Your Highness next time, it's abuse."

"Blame those guys for stealing food. They don't eat, everyone is the same. ”

"That's right, call the police uncle to arrest them."

"I suddenly felt very funny, those night work, it was to shoot His Highness. Your Highness cooks and gives them food. If they don't work, Your Highness doesn't have to do it. ”

"Isn't it for us?"

"This logic goes around in circles. It is the purpose to show us, and to see His Highness do it, I think it is a very happy thing to make it and eat it. ”

"I see. Cooking is enjoyable and eating is even happier. Aren't people just eating, sleeping, sleeping, eating? What's more, His Royal Highness said that the cultural festival is to exchange culture, and it is good to make pizza. ”

"Parry is tea time, and a lot of people order pizza at home, and there is data that shows that pizza sales have increased significantly."

"Which one sells pizza in China?"

"I'll eat it tomorrow. However, there are so many delicacies on the scene, and there are non-chieftains this year. ”

"According to the latest data, Parry's pizza has increased by about 30%, and an old restaurant has about doubled, and it can't be made."

"The sales of Italian pizza have increased significantly, and there was a dinner reservation that was canceled."

"It's all about eating pizza and watching TV at home."

Zero!

After a few minutes, Jing Yuanshan's pizza came out and looked at the table.

The innocent one who stole and laughed.

Jing Yuanshan was outside, washing her hands and coming out, the pizza was gone, there was no trace at all, it was like an illusion.

This is the end of the play.

Jing Yuanshan took off her mask and apron. Holding the microphone, the words are round: "Wayan fans, the Wayan Fan Cultural Center has been established, and Xinghai and Wayan mobile phones will be managed by it." What do I do? A couple of executives, let me be the mascot. ”

Jing Yuanshan was serious and indescribable: "In these years, black fans can't afford to offend, and fake fans can't afford to offend." When the mascot I can accept, but this, what does it mean? ”

She took off her hat and wore two pigtails in her hair.

Jing Lulu stared at the TV and laughed directly.

The camera deliberately shook her head.

Jing Yuanshan refused with a face: "This is bullying, I reserve the right to complain." Look at this cultural shirt again, so two, what kind of culture is this, two funny culture? ”

She took off her robe, and inside was a cultural shirt, her face was blurred, and the two pigtails on her head were very clear.

Jing Yuanshan glanced at it, extremely sharp: "Whoever dares to wear this, has this on his head, and the mascot also has the right." ”

A group of people at the scene trembled.

Mo Fei hurriedly said: "We are not mascots, Your Highness is auspicious. ”

The other called: "We can only simplify the version, Your Highness auspicious!" ”

One was pushed out, with a pigtail on his head, and the cultural shirt was also a pigtail.

Another one, so, just Jing Yuanshan is two, this is her haute couture model.

Jing Yuanshan walked away arrogantly, and his back was like a catwalk.

A group of people shouted behind: "Your Highness is auspicious!" ”

More shouts: "Your Highness is auspicious!" ”

A bit like a bunch of old slaves?