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Subsequently, the film crew that followed them, under the arrangement of Qi Yemo, set up a tent on this side of the mountain. After all, Qi Yemo is still not used to the camera being too close to him.

After seeing this beautiful scenery, Chen Chen hurriedly ran back to the car, took out his drawing board, and ran to the other side of the mountain with Qin Huo behind him......

An hour later.

Qin Huo set up three tents.

One is the master's, one is Chenchen and Young Master Yangyang's, and the other is Qin Huo's own.

In front of the tent, Qin Huo also carefully laid a large cushion cloth.

In the middle of the large cushion cloth, there was a lot of food.

Chenchen sat quietly in the corner of the cushion, immersed in the world of his painting.

Qi Yemo rarely let go. The figure, and the constant cleanliness cells in the body, dressed in a suit, sat elegantly and arrogantly on the big cushion cloth, like sitting on pins and needles.

Yang Yang glanced at the birdman father with disdain, and muttered, "How can anyone still wear tights when camping?" ”

The well-tailored suit pants are, in Yangyang's eyes, tights!

The corners of Qi Yemo's lips twitched, and he glared at Yang Yang, "What do you know!" It's just camping, not being a wild man! ”

Look at Ye Huanyu, what kind of woman did she teach her son?

Coarse. In addition to being reckless, vulgar, gluttonous, naïve, and irritable, it is also very tasteless! No taste!

Yang Yang pouted, and immediately ignored Qi Yemo, the birdman, his eyes lit up, and he was buried in the sea of food as soon as he fluttered......

Ah, the happiest thing is to be able to lie down in the food with your family, look up at the blue sky, and breathe in the fresh air of nature......

But Yangyang didn't feel round. Full, because my mother and my mother's younger brother or sister didn't come......

Thinking of this, the corners of Yang Yang's grinning mouth froze, so he decided to turn his grief and anger into food!

Sit up and start scavenging the full amount of food, but ......

"Imported milk from New Zealand?"

"Snake fruit imported from the United States?"

"Imported coffee from the UK?"

"Cookies imported from Italy?"

"Imported chocolate from France?"

"Egg fluff imported from Germany?"

"Special strawberries?"

……

In the end, Yang Yang finally couldn't help but shout, "Yang Yang don't eat these cold imported food, Yang Yang wants to eat grilled chicken wings!" ”

Qi Yemo's cold face twitched. Twitched, "Don't eat unhealthy food!" ”

"How can there be such a camping ...... Why don't you lie on the couch and watch TV while eating a snack! "At least Yang Yang and her mother used to do this when they were on vacation at home! Is it necessary for Dead Bird Daddy to move this kind of thing that can be done at home to Rotten Mountain?

At this time—

"Mr. Qi, can we start shooting?" The team leader of the film crew ran over from the other side of the mountain and said respectfully to Qi Yemo.

Qi Yemo's eyes swept Yang Yang, who was entangled, and Chenchen, who was quiet, while Qin Huo stood aside respectfully.

"Let's get started—"

Qi Ershao stiffened his face.

“ＯＫ！ Power on—"

As a result, a strange camping scene jumped into the camera......

Mount Naphoran is still Mount Naphoran, the sky is still blue, and the clouds are still the clouds of City A.

It's just that you have ever seen someone who wears an expensive suit and pants and sits in a cool and handsome pose in the mountains, which is called camping?

Have you ever seen a large cloth in the mountains, and the cloth is covered with cold imported finished food, which is called camping?