Sang Wanzhou was speechless.

He even had the feeling that his good cabbage was arched by a pig, or by a little sow.

"Brother, where did this bowl of shaved ice come from?" Xiao Fubao took the spoon and tasted a small spoonful, his eyes lit up, "It's delicious!" Sweet and icy! ”

Sang Wanzhou didn't answer her, but just said lightly: "Don't eat too much, it will hurt your stomach." "Back to the kitchen.

The three cubs didn't get an answer and didn't continue to ask.

I gradually forgot about this problem in the cold and delicious shaved ice.

The people in the barrage didn't get an answer and started asking questions.

[Yes, does anyone give me an answer, where did the shaved ice in Sang Wanzhou come from? ] It can't be just picked up from a well and quickly cooled into ice, right? 】

[Eh, the upstairs guess is half right, hahahaha. In fact, just after arriving home, Sang Wanzhou asked the camera brother to make a call to the director and asked the director to send someone to send an ice machine over. Of course the big brother of photography refused, so he didn't agree. So Sang Wanzhou threatened the photographer brother with the reason that the photographer let the rabbit go, saying that if he didn't call, he would tell Xiaofubao that the rabbit was let go by him, and the photographer realized that he was tricked by him. 】

[Photography brother: You trick me! ] It's so damning! You agreed to let me let the rabbit go!

Sang Wanzhou: I didn't, don't slander people, you let the rabbit go by yourself, my little Fubao knows how sad it is to cry. 】

[In the end, the eldest brother said that he couldn't help him, and he was reluctant to let Xiao Fubao lose again, so he could only call angrily. Then the director asked someone to send an ice machine over, and Sang Wanzhou didn't plan to reimburse it at all, and innocently prostituted an ice machine for nothing on the grounds that he didn't have a mobile phone and no money, hahahaha! 】

[I thought that Sang Wanzhou's idol burden should be quite heavy, and he should care a lot about the image, but he didn't expect that his face was so thick, and the routines were also one ring after another, and the photography brother couldn't play him at all. 】

Big Brother Photography: "......" is autistic, don't cue.

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He Sang Wanzhou made a meal down.

Song Nanchen unexpectedly discovered that he didn't seem to have a big temper as rumored, and he was a big-name boy.

But it's true that they don't like to talk, and the two didn't say more than five words after entering the kitchen.

And these five sentences are basically what he is looking for to talk to him.

Song Nanchen: "Is it your first time cooking?" It doesn't look like it. ”

Sang Wanzhou nodded lightly and said, "Yesterday was the first time. ”

It's very succinct, which means that today is not.

Song Nanchen laughed: "Then it seems that you learn things quickly, no wonder you debuted at the age of 17 and is at the peak, and you have a future." ”

Sang Wanzhou glanced at him silently, and didn't intend to take his compliments at all: "The peak of my debut is not that I act well, but that I look good." ”

One sentence directly rectified Song Nanchen.

[Hahahaha, it's the first time I've seen someone boast about themselves like this, it's so shameless! ] Although it's all the truth. 】

[It's really worthy of being a topic terminator, the conversation between the two didn't exceed five sentences, hahahaha! ] 】

[Is this the only one I think is a little rude?] Anyway, Song Nanchen is also a senior in the entertainment industry, why is he so cold? 】

Seeing this, Song Nanchen couldn't speak again.

I will only teach him patiently like an elder when he doesn't know what to do.

What surprised him was that Sang Wanzhou was very quiet and serious about studying throughout the whole process, and did not show a trace of unhappiness.