Hua Jue was carried back to the room by Lu Xun, and vomited as soon as he touched the bed.

Lu Xun hurriedly went to the director team to cook decanting soup.

Hua Jue vomited the whole person to be clearer, his chest was stuffy to death, and he took a shower and huddled in the quilt after enduring the discomfort.

When Lu Xun came back with the sobering soup, he saw that she had changed her clothes, curled up in the quilt, and slept with a pillow.

"Jiujiu, shall we make a decanting soup first?"

Hua Jue subconsciously shrank into the quilt and hugged herself tighter.

"Ninety-Nine ......"

"I don't drink ......," Hua Jue said in an urn.

"It's uncomfortable not to drink."

Hua Jue still didn't want to move, and it was difficult to even open his eyelids, muttering two words vaguely, but Lu Xun didn't hear it clearly.

"Ninety-Nine ......"

"I don't want to move ......"

Hua Jue turned over, hugged the quilt and moved a little in the direction of Lu Xunyuan.

Lu Xun: "......"

In the end, it took a long time to pull Hua Jue out of the quilt, and after feeding half a bowl of decanting soup, she couldn't wait to retract back into the quilt.

Lu Xun was busy until two o'clock in the middle of the night before going to bed, and Xiao Feichen suddenly felt a sense of guilt.

Although he deceived the host that the original owner could drink a little wine, he did it to enhance the relationship between the two.

It's hard to meet a plane where he is the type that the host prefers, and he must seize the opportunity to make the image of "Lu Xun" deep in the host's mind, so as to achieve the purpose of having feelings for him in each plane.

But looking at the situation, the host seems to be very uncomfortable, and Lu Xun has been busy working for so long and hasn't slept for so long.

Xiao Feichen cowered guiltily in the corner and drew circles.

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In the morning, Hua Jue was called up by the director team, and the prepared breakfast was set on the table, and most of the people had already gotten up, but Cheng Shuai and Qiyuan were behind Hua Jue.

After breakfast, they will continue to shoot in Sirilo, Hua Jue and Wang Fuyin will get a chance to enter Little Los Angeles, so the two of them will go to Little Los Angeles alone, and the others will continue to complete the task.

Xiao Luocheng really lived up to its name, and Hua Jue's eyes lit up as soon as he entered it. Not only are there some of the most special and delicious local foods, but there are also a variety of cuisines from the modern history of other countries, and they are all dishes that have never been eaten before.

So from the starting point of entering Xiaoluocheng, Hua Jue bought and walked all the way, eating while walking, only half of the way to eat, and walked around Xiaoluocheng twice with great regret before going out.

Wang Fuyin has never been very interested in eating, not to mention that if an actor wants to maintain her figure, it is impossible for her to eat a lot.

It's just that Hua Jue's combat effectiveness is amazing, and as an artist, eating so many things makes Wang Fuyin can't close his mouth.

"You eat so much...... Won't it be said by the broker? "If she exceeds the prescribed weight, waiting for her training is called a harsh one, so she doesn't even dare to have the idea of eating more.

Hua Jue: "??? ”

Didn't she come to "Food Travel" just to eat?

Why don't you eat it?

Wang Fuyin didn't ask much, but he was envious in his heart.

When he returned in the afternoon, the director announced that the last task was to take pictures with fifteen restaurant owners.

After completing the mission, everyone was ready to set off for another country, the tile city of Vaux.

One day off in the middle, Hua Jue took advantage of this gap to ask Lan Ying for leave, and flew home to have dinner with Song's father and Song's mother.

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It was already seven o'clock in the evening when he got off the plane, and Hua Jue rushed back in a hurry, giving Song's father and Song's mother a big surprise.