When they got home, the two put the microphone back on.

Sang Wanzhou returned to his usual indifference, and said lightly: "By the way, grandma asked me to ask you if you want to go to her house for dinner at night, saying that there are a few children of the same age as you." ”

After hearing this, Xiao Fubao was a little puzzled and said, "Fubao also wants to go to grandma's house for dinner, but ...... Didn't the uncle of the program team say that he couldn't take something from the villagers to eat? ”

After speaking, she looked at the photographer brother with very pitiful eyes.

Photographer: "......" don't look at me like that! I didn't make this rule! I can't help it!

Sang Wanzhou instantly understood what she meant, hooked the corners of his mouth as if inadvertently glanced at the big brother photographer, and sighed: "Then what should I do?" The program team didn't let me go, it was difficult for the old man to be kind, and his wish to have a meal with our little Fubao couldn't be fulfilled, it was too pitiful. ”

Photography brother: "......" I'll fight! I'm going to call and ask, isn't that okay?

[Hahahaha! This brother and sister can't do it anymore when they sing and harmonize with other people's photography! 】

[But it's not good to break the rules of the program group like this? ] No one else has the privilege to use it in this way, so why should they? 】

[Why?] Who says other groups don't have access to privileges? Look at the little fish group, they were rejected by others this afternoon, and they didn't complete the task at all, didn't they also get the dinner given by the program team? Look at the little jacket again, halfway through the task in the afternoon, I cried there all afternoon after being scared by the insects, and there are still ingredients at night? 】

[That's it!] What's more, our little baby did the task so seriously today and was wronged, what's wrong with going to grandma's house to eat something? 】

The eldest brother of photography came back after the phone call and nodded to Sang Wanzhou, indicating that the director agreed.

"The director agreed that you can go to grandma's house for dinner, but ......"

The photographer paused.

Sang Wanzhou's eyelids jumped suddenly.

"However, all the ingredients you sent out by the program team tonight must be returned to the program team."

Sang Wanzhou: "......" this old fox.

The director sitting in the studio saw Sang Wanzhou's changing expression, and the corners of his mouth hooked up with a smug smile: "Xiaoxiang, I still don't know what you're thinking?" ”

[The director is a stingy ghost, just such a little food has to be recycled! ] It's too stingy! 】

[That's it!] How much is this dish worth? I bought it! Give it to the little ones! 】

[But that's fair!] Save some little blacks and have something to say again. 】

Sang Wanzhou took out the pies and dumplings made by the grandmother herself very cunningly, and returned the rest to the program team.

Dumplings also used the ice machine from the pit today to make some ice cubes and freeze them.

These small actions were all done under the director's nose, and the director was so angry that his face turned black on the spot.

No, you just turned off the monitor?!

Why don't you ask the photographer to go out and hide it again?!

Don't you know I'm watching?!

Don't I want to lose face?!

Sang Yanzhou obviously knew that the director was watching the live broadcast, and said to the camera cheaply: "You just said that you will return the ingredients sent by the program team to the program team, these dumplings and pies are not sent by the program team, they are made by the grandmother herself, since they are not sent by the program team, then I don't have to pay them back, right?" Director. ”

The director who was angry and vomited blood by success: "......" Are you playing word games with me here?!