"Yes, of course, as long as you pay the money, you can sign up for whomever you want!"

The middle-aged man took the money and glanced at the little girl who was being held by a big beauty behind Lulu, and heard from what she had just said that the little girl was the sister of this beauty.

Looking at the appearance of this little girl who is only eight or nine years old, even if she has a broken belly, she can eat a 10-inch fruit pie, which is enough.

If all these children sign up, then he won't be able to earn any money.

Through this incident, the middle-aged man was inspired, and he is now thinking about whether he should hold a children's big stomach competition, so that the cost of making fruit pie will definitely be greatly reduced.

"Well, this is your sister's entry number, I'll call the number later, and you can come in." The middle-aged man handed the numbered plate 363 to Lulu.

Lulu took it, thinking that she had just seen No. 236, and there were more than 100 people in front of them.

Afraid that Lulu would be hungry, he discussed with the middle-aged man: "Sir, my sister is almost hungry, can you call our number first when the seat is vacant later?"

The middle-aged man hurriedly bowed his hand: "You belong to cutting in line, this is not good, if you cut in line according to what you said, then why should I distribute numbers? ”

Lulu now saw the middle-aged man's upturned expression, like someone owed him a lot of money, and she couldn't help but feel the urge to go up and slap him.

But in the end, he suppressed the anger in his heart, and said to Panpan apologetically: "Panpan is really sorry, we can only wait." ”

"It's okay Sister Lu, Panpan is not too hungry. Panpan said obediently, and then her stomach gurgled as if protesting, making Panpan's little face red.

Time gradually passed, and the contestants who had finished eating the fruit pie and the contestants who had just entered the competition went in and out, replacing them in an orderly manner.

What's even more surprising is that the Big Stomach King competition is in full swing.

The boss in front of this fruit pie showcase actually invited two commentators to serve as the commentators of this big stomach king competition.

In front of this party, more and more people gathered, and they stopped to watch this big stomach game.

When one of the contestants couldn't help but spit out in the bucket that had been prepared on the side, the narrator became even more passionate.

"Look, contestant No. 362 actually ate fruit pie and vomited, oh my god! I don't know how much the fruit pie I ate before will be deducted from the fruit pie I ate before, but I know that contestant No. 362 probably never wants to eat fruit pie again in his life!

When you eat pie, you can do your best, you must not eat it as forcefully as No. 362, and finally vomit to death in front of everyone's eyes, shame on people!"

Find the mental area of player No. 362.

"No. 362 game is over, No. 363 player, please play!"

Since No. 362 could no longer eat, the middle-aged man called for the next player to play.

"Panpanpan is looking forward to you, don't worry about this game, just eat enough, my sisters are waiting for you here. Xiaomo put down the panpan in her arms and said softly.

"Hmm... Do you mean it's okay for me to eat when I'm full?" Pan Pan asked tentatively.

"That's right, I'm afraid you just need to eat enough, don't force yourself. Lulu rubbed her chubby little head and said.

"That's... All right. "Pan Pan milk voice,

"No. 363! Is No. 363 here?"

"Uncle, please excuse me, I'm going to eat apple pie." Panpan took small steps and walked out of the crowd.

"It's you, little guy, go quickly, go quickly, and come back as soon as you're full." As soon as the middle-aged man saw that he was looking forward to it, a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

I thought to myself that if so many more children participated in the competition, not only would the progress of the competition be accelerated, but also a lot of money would be saved, how great would it be!

No, tomorrow there must be a children's big stomach competition.

The middle-aged man made up his mind and let Panpan in.

Panpan entered the competition area and sat in the position where the No. 362 player was sitting before, and his small feet had been replaced with new buckets.

The table has also been filled with new assortment of fruit pies.

Commentary: "Wow! What did I see, there was a little Lori who also came to participate in the big stomach king competition, is she a dark horse? Or is she just here to be funny? As a commentator, I said I was looking forward to it!"

Xiao Mo, who was standing outside, heard the narrator's words, and said to Lulu with some displeasure: "This narrator is really poisonous!

Lulu nodded, not speaking.

Panpan, who was sitting in the competition area, didn't care about the commentator's words, but raised his small head and looked innocently at a waitress standing beside him.

Timidly asked tentatively, "Big sister, can I eat now?"

The waitress also smiled: "Of course you can, but you little guy should eat leisurely, go back when you're full, don't break your stomach." ”

In the end, the waitress did not forget to kindly remind her.

"Well, thank you, sister. ”

Pan Pan nodded obediently, and then with big eyes, he swept the dazzling fruit pie on the table to determine the location and quantity of the apple pie.

The little hand slowly picked up a plate of apple pie, brought it to him and chewed it slowly, which was in stark contrast to the gobbling up diners in the field.

The commentator, who wore a middle hair and small sunglasses, couldn't help but say to Mike when he saw this scene: "Oh my God! What is contestant 363 doing? She is actually chewing and eating pie slowly? Kid, you don't think of this as a restaurant, do you?"

Looks like my guess was correct, this kid is really here to be funny!"

"Hahahaha..."

There was laughter inside and outside the stadium.

But Panpan turned a deaf ear to this, and still chewed and ate apple pie slowly.

Seven minutes passed, and Panpan finished eating the first seven-inch apple pie.

This amount of food is enough for an eight or nine-year-old girl.

Just when everyone thought that Panpan would end up eating this fruit pie.

Panpan didn't even mean to get up from his seat, but brought a plate of apple pie in front of him, chewed it and ate it slowly.

Seeing this scene, the narrator said with a smile: "Hahaha, it seems that this little girl is still a standard foodie!"

"Hahahaha..."

Laughing again inside and outside the field, he didn't care about Panpan at all, after all, there are children who can eat two-card pies, which is not unusual.

Another seven minutes passed, and when Panpan served a plate of apple pie again, the waitress beside him couldn't help but remind: "Little girl, don't eat it again, eating it will ruin your stomach." ”

"Hehe, thank you, sister, but I haven't eaten yet. Pan Panhan laughed and continued to chew and eat the third plate of apple pie slowly.