Sang Yijia was silent for a moment, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, "I don't like Japanese food very much." ”

"So, what about French food?" Lu Wenchuan didn't feel wrong with Sang Yijia's direct refusal, but felt very happy that Sang Yijia could be so honest.

Sang Yijia still shook her head, "Chinese food, I prefer Chinese food." ”

Sang Yijia is a more traditional person, three meals a day, lunch and evening must eat staple food, which is also her habit in the welfare home.

The dean's mother said that people need to eat, drink and sleep well in order to have the energy to face the tedious things they have to do every day.

Sang Yijia thought for a while, raised her eyes to look at Lu Wenchuan, and asked after a sigh, "Can you eat spicy?" ”

"Yes." Lu Wenchuan replied, "Sichuan cuisine? ”

"Yes."

The two happily came to an agreement.

It's just that the audience in the live broadcast room fell silent when they watched the way they got along.

[It's not like falling in love, right?] 】

[Xiao Sisi and Bian He have made a little progress, but Sang Yijia and Lu Wenchuan are really not good. 】

[Sang Yijia really hasn't let go of Shen Jin, right? ] 】

[If I really liked it before, how could it be so easy.] 】

[I'm so conflicted now, if Sang Yijia likes Lu Wenchuan so much, I don't think this kind of liking is worth it at all, and it's unfair to Lu Wenchuan; But if I don't like it, I feel bad to watch. 】

Such comments are not uncommon, and they basically appear in the live broadcast room.

Director Chen looked at these barrages thoughtfully.

On the other side, Lan Qing and Shen Jin happened to hear Sang Yijia's conversation when they were passing by, Lan Qing looked sideways at Shen Jin, and found that he was looking at Sang Yijia again, his eyebrows furrowed rapidly, but they quickly stretched out.

"Shen Jin, what do you want to eat tonight?" Lan Qing spoke softly and pulled Shen Jin's attention back, "How is Cantonese cuisine?" ”

Lan Qing had investigated Shen Jin's information in advance, the most favored young master of the Shen family, lived in G City before he was fifteen years old, and he especially liked the food in the area of G City.

"Okay." Shen Jin thought that Lan Qing liked it, so he agreed to come down in one bite.

Lan Qing saw a faint smile on his face, knowing that he had made no mistake, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but rise, "Well, it's good if you like it." ”

"Of course I do." What Shen Jin wanted to say was that as long as you choose it, you like it, but when you found that there were too many similar words, I was afraid that Lan Qing would get tired of hearing it, and I was even more afraid that Lan Qing would misunderstand that he was perfunctory, so I briefly said it.

It just so happened that Lan Qing was even happier after hearing this, and Shen Jin was also happy.

In front of the camera, Shen Jin and Lan Qing's development is the fastest, holding hands is already a common thing, and now it is natural to interlock their fingers, and the two of them walked past Sang Yijia greasy and crookedly.

Lan Qing also glanced at it deliberately, but unfortunately he couldn't see Sang Yijia's loss. But it doesn't matter, Lan Qing squinted, Sang Yijia couldn't snatch herself.

"Shen Jin, I want to go to the bathroom, can you wait for me?" After staying in the electron microscope room for several hours, Lan Qing was worried that the makeup on his face would come off, and he had to go to the bathroom to make up for it, otherwise he would definitely look foreign when he arrived at the restaurant.

"Go ahead, I'll wait for you here." Out of the corner of Shen Jin's eyes, he caught a glimpse of Sang Yijia coming, and deliberately softened his voice, just to see if Sang Yijia would have any overreaction.

However, Sang Yijia didn't look over, and Lu Wenchuan turned directly and walked in the direction of the elevator.

Shen Jin looked at the backs of the two of them walking away, his hands clenched together, and he gritted his teeth even more.

Lan Qing pursed her lips and walked in the other direction with an unhappy face.

——

In the elevator, the camera brother was also next to him, Lu Wenchuan looked down at Sang Yijia's heart, under the incandescent light, the girl's black hair was bright and soft, there was a small whirlpool in the heart, and the hair was soft, and I didn't know what it felt like to put my hand on it.

Lu Wenchuan took one more look and retracted his gaze.

The elevator was quiet, there was no sound at all, until dozens of seconds passed, and the elevator arrived.

Lu Wenchuan turned sideways, let Sang Yijia come out first, then followed, and then walked side by side, but the distance between the two was still about sixty centimeters, and there was no progress at all.

The camera brother is used to watching it, but he still can't help but say to the colleague next to him, "Are these two really in love?" ”

"If this continues, will our show still do well?"

Such a soul question made the audience in the live broadcast room hear.

[Hahahaha. 】

[This is not a love show. 】

[I've never seen any Lianzong do this. 】

[I can't laugh anymore, I have to come out to work hard to be interesting.] 】

The staff next to him looked at it and thought about it, "I have to have a meeting tonight to discuss it, otherwise there will be nothing to look at when it is edited." ”

The two people walking in front naturally heard the staff's fragmented thoughts. Sang Yijia looked down at his hand, and then at the hand on Lu Wenchuan's leg, his lips pursed slightly.

If she remembers correctly, Lan Qing and Shen Jin held hands on the first day of the show, right?

Yan Ningsi and Bian He went out, and sometimes they would cooperate with the program team to hold hands.

But they didn't hold hands once, Sang Yijia is a very work-minded person, and he should work hard after signing the contract.

Sang Yijia tightened her eyebrows and then quietly looked sideways, not knowing if Lu Wenchuan would mind.

“？” Lu Wenchuan had already found that Sang Yijia was looking at himself, and his whole body tensed up involuntarily, and at the same time he thought about whether there was a problem with his clothes and hairstyle and walking posture, but Lu Wenchuan forgot, he couldn't remember it, and he wanted to see if he was perfect in the mirror.

"Lu Wenchuan." Sang Yijia asked softly, "Well, do you mind if I hold your hand?" ”

"Well," Sang Yijia paused for a moment, then explained, "did you hear what you just said?" ”

"Our show is a love variety show." The more Sang Yijia spoke, the more he didn't know how to explain, and he was worried about how to say it so that Lu Wenchuan would not misunderstand, and his palm was suddenly wrapped.

Sang Yijia's heart suddenly paused, followed by a crazy acceleration.

"I can't ask for it." Lu Wenchuan replied, the corners of his lips slightly lowered to look at the hands of the two of them.

"Thank you." Sang Yijia slowly exhaled turbidity, thinking that Lu Wenchuan was a real gentleman, no matter how low she was just now, she would still be recorded, but Lu Wenchuan gave her enough face.

The camera brother who was walking behind suddenly saw the two holding hands tightly, and immediately frowned, "What happened just now?" ”

At this moment, the audience in the live broadcast room also came back to their senses and stopped laughing in the barrage.

[I'm going, what am I missing?] 】

[Has a century passed in a second?] And that's it? 】

[Didn't you watch it just now? 】

[Sang Yijia said that he would hold hands only if he cooperated with the program team. 】

[Brother Lu said that he couldn't ask for it! ] ()】

Sang Yijia: I want to hold hands.

Lu Wenchuan: Lead! Must pull!

(End of chapter)