Chapter 900: 100,000 catties of dog food!
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He still has a mustard.
Subei, who was sitting in the corner, looked at the sky speechlessly!
Ninth Master, you have learned other people's cooking skills, and it is okay to drive them away, but now you are still thinking about this matter, are you really so jealous!
Xi Mushen: Do you want to take care of it?
Stage.
Shu Xiaomian ate another shrimp peeled by Xi Mushen, and nodded:
"Your cooking is delicious, even better than that of a five-Michelin-starred chef! Your cooking is the best I've ever tasted. โ
She was not stingy in her praise.
The satisfaction on the little face is not a lie at all.
Xi Mushen was satisfied, continued to peel shrimp for her, and while she was eating, she put a small bowl of soup in front of her.
He really is Mrs. Mrs. ...... So considerate!
Shu Xiaomian smiled happily, but was a little embarrassed: "Are you hungry?" Why don't you eat it too, I'll peel it myself. โ
"No, you don't." Xi Mushen opened his mouth to refuse, looked at her with deep and tender eyes, and said, "As long as I am here, you don't have to peel shrimp in this life." โ
The implication is that he is fully responsible!!
Damn!
That's 100,000 pounds of dog food!
The host couldn't even interject the words, and was directly sweetened to death.
The audience below is already in a state of emergency need.
Love is so sweet?
So much dog food?
Wow~~ It's so supportive, I'm about to be swelled to death!
The interaction between the two is not according to the routine at all, and the original part of the meal was to perform a designated plot program, but a program was not performed, and they ate it with affection......
Eat......
I can't host this show!
Mi Qing wanted to drop the microphone and leave, go home and cry bitterly, why don't you have such a boyfriend.
The director wanted to strike, so he went back and thought about why he met such a couple! doesn't play cards according to the routine, but it looks better than the routine he arranged!
This show can't be directed!
At last.
Or the final fan question session, which pulls the show back to the topic.
"Ninth Master, choose me, choose me!"
"I, me, me! I am here! โ
Fans raised their hands excitedly one by one, extremely excited and excited.
Xi Mushen felt irritable and looked away lightly.
This is probably the first person who dislikes fans! This group of fans is probably the first fan group in history to be disliked by their idols.
Can...... Still love him! Love him! Love him!
No matter what, the ninth master abused me thousands of times, and I treated the ninth master like my first love!
Fans are still shouting excitedly, looking forward to being selected.
Xi Mushen looked at Shu Xiaomian beside him and said, "You choose." โ
Shu Xiaomian knew that he didn't like such things, so he didn't feel embarrassed, and said very cooperatively: "Okay." โ
Then, he set his eyes on the fans below.
Often, in this kind of questioning session, the program team will arrange a designated person in advance.
But Xi Mushen didn't agree before, that is to say, the questions asked by the people who are drawn now will be unknown.
So when it comes to choosing, you can't be too sloppy.
If the questions are too sharp, it's easy to find them difficult to answer.
Shu Xiaomian was among hundreds of fans, and after watching it for a long time, she chose a girl in pink clothes who looked friendly: "The girl in pink clothes in the middle of the third row." โ
The girl was a little confused.
When her picture was enlarged on the big screen, everyone looked at her in unison, and she realized that she had been selected!
Then he stood up excitedly, patted his heart with joy, and squeezed out his voice for a few seconds:
"Ninth Master, can you enter the entertainment industry in the future? We want to see you every day, even if you and Shu Xiaomian show affection, even if you dislike us, but we still want to have more news about you. โ