Ruan Tang's face clearly wrote a few big words: I, no, dare.

Lu Zhaoci glared at her, and then began to carefully steer the tricycle in the direction of the market.

Although the early stage was very bumpy, but fortunately, there were haystacks all around, even if you accidentally drove fast, you would not be injured, and after half an hour, the newly baked old driver was finally able to hit the road.

"After this scene is broadcast, I should lose my fans," Lu Zhaoci said to the camera on the handle of the tricycle, "I hope the editing team can show mercy." ”

Ruan Tang sat in the vegetable pile at the back, hugged his knees and looked at the scenery in the field, and when he heard Lu Zhaoci's words, he said with a smile: "Seeing that you drive a tricycle and love you, you are a true fan." ”

Lu Zhaoci pursed his lips and didn't answer.

Do you think I'm going to believe you're really a fan of mine when you say that? No way!

I, Lu Zhaoci, refuse any form of sugar-coated cannonball rainbow fart!

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By the time the two of them got to the market, it was already past seven o'clock in the morning.

After setting up the stall, Ruan Tang wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Later, I will be responsible for selling, and you will be responsible for collecting money. ”

She didn't want to be in the limelight, but Lu Zhaoci really didn't look like a person who could bargain with others, and Ruan Tang was not at ease when this kind of work was handed over to him.

After all, this is also his little fan, so take care of it if you can.

But Lu Zhaoci and the photographer both misunderstood the meaning of this sentence.

The photographer's eyes lit up, and he slapped Lu Zhaoci's face violently, and Lu Zhaoci faced the huge camera that almost hit his face, and the action of rolling his eyes could only be held back, so the appearance of the shooting was that he looked at Ruan Tang busy with a complicated expression, and his face was full of words about wanting to talk about it.

"That's a good expression, write it down, and focus on it when editing," the director instructed his assistant while eating ice cream, "What a pleasing scene!" One is willing to suffer for the sake of his idol, while the other is secretly moved in his heart and does not resort to words...... You just say it's not touching, huh? Isn't it touching?! ”

"Touching and touching," the assistant said perfunctorily, and the small notebook kept remembering, "May 6, 2020, continued, the director said that the relationship between idols and fans is quite touching. ”

The word "touching" in capital letters and bold appeared on the small book, which seemed to indicate the bloody storm that the editor would face in the future.

"The cucumber is five yuan a catty, just picked from the ground, but it's fresh, don't miss it when you pass by," Ruan Tang didn't look twisted at all, and shouted directly at the side of the road, "Open on the first day today, big reward for opening, buy 20 yuan and get two potatoes——"

Although this method of selling is simple and rude, but it really attracts a lot of people, photographers carry long guns and short cannons, it is very eye-catching, like to watch the lively, stand next to it for a while, you will be greeted by Ruan Tang: "Look at the cucumbers, the tomatoes are also very fresh, I just ate them raw this morning, sweet and sour are particularly delicious." ”

After the man walked away with a bag of vegetables, Lu Zhaoci couldn't hold back and asked, "When have you ever eaten raw tomatoes?" Why didn't I see it? ”

"When you cut the vegetables," Ruan Tang patted the dust on his hands, gritted his teeth and smiled, "When I cut off the roots, I took two bites, it was really delicious." ”

Looking at Ruan Tang with a sincere face, Lu Zhaoci was a little speechless.