After being sent to the group show by rich parents, I exploded

While Feng Yasong was muttering in his heart, he also argued hard, trying to get the right to taste this dish by proving to Lu Ruimo that there is no alcohol in Huadiao Drunken Chicken.

And no matter how coquettish and cute she was, Lu Ruimo's attitude did not loosen at all, and she refused Sanlian as soon as she opened her mouth: "No! No! Don't even think about it!"

"Although what you said is very reasonable and has certain scientific basis, but as the saying goes, don't be afraid of [-], just in case, in case the alcohol in this dish does not evaporate completely, it will make you feel good or bad if you eat it , it’s too late for you to regret it!”

Zhao Zhiyu who was at the side heard this, and hurriedly nodded in agreement: "That's right, Songsong, it's not a joke to try and die like this, you'd better not try it lightly!"

Su Xianchen rolled his eyes at her even more sullenly: "Can we be a little bit promising? Which is more important, food or life?"

"Why are you arguing so much with her? Just remove this dish, if you don't see it, you won't be greedy!" Ye Xingli said, and pretended to call the waiter.

And being nagged by them, Feng Yasong: "..."

God damn is out of sight and in love.

You know how to swear!

And what can she do?

She could only quickly stop Ye Xingli who wanted to ask the waiter to remove the food, and pressed her in a low voice, aggrieved, "Don't scold me, don't scold me, can I not taste it?"

"There is no need to withdraw this dish. Although I can't eat it, you guys can eat it! I can't deprive you of the right to enjoy delicious food just because I have taboos!"

Maybe it's because she drooped her head, admitting her mistake aggrievedly was too bluffing, Ye Xingli finally swallowed the words that came to her lips.

But the other three obviously didn't intend to let her go so easily.

Su Xianchen raised her crescent-shaped eyebrows and said, "Really? I don't believe it."

"Unless you write a letter of guarantee for us on the spot, you have to sign and press your fingerprints!" Zhao Zhiyu deliberately made her difficult.

Lu Ruimo helped her think out all the contents of the letter of guarantee very 'intimately': "We don't ask you too much, just write it on the letter of guarantee, if you steal Huadiao drunken chicken because of greed As a result of allergies, I was hospitalized, and if something happened and I couldn’t be rescued, your family’s billions of property would be divided into four and a half, and then the four of us would each divide it, it would not be in vain for our sisters!”

Feng Yasong, who gradually felt something was wrong after listening to it: "..."

No, why is she persuading and thinking about her billions of dollars?
She was really listening to them, and they turned out to be joking with her outright nonsense?

Facing their outrageous nonsense one after another, Feng Yasong smiled charmingly: "Women, if you want to use this method to dispel my idea of ​​stealing Huadiao drunken chicken, then I tell you, you have succeeded! "

After she finished speaking, she picked up the chopsticks to pick up the bowl, and then started cooking again.

And Lu Ruimo, Su Xianchen, and Zhao Zhiyu, who were caught off guard by her using magic to defeat the magic: "..."

Thank you, I suddenly got greasy.

Although the few of them exaggerated, they actually believed in Feng Yasong's self-control. After staring at her for a while, Lu Ruimo led the way and played poker together.

And Feng Yasong only said it sincerely, but actually ate several yuan in a row when they were not paying attention.

In the end, I don't know if it was because the air in the room was not circulating, which caused her brain to lack oxygen, or she was really tired and sleepy.

While eating, Feng Yasong felt her head became dizzy, and the whole world kept turning and turning in front of her...

And the other side.

Although Zhong Jingchen was sitting in the private room, he didn't have the heart to chat with the people at the same table at all.

All he can think about is: what is Feng Yasong doing now?Will he be forced to drink?Is there anyone to take care of me if I get drunk?
Although for reasons of privacy and security, the girls were assigned to a separate floor.

Feng Yasong is not a little white flower who can be bullied at all.

But there were too many people who came to the celebration banquet.

Among the more than 1000 people, there was a mixed bag of good and bad people, and they all drank alcohol.

The more Zhong Jingchen thought about it, the more he felt that he couldn't sit still, so he picked up a few chopsticks and stuffed his stomach with food, then stood up without hesitation, and said to the other people at the same table: "You guys eat and drink well, I'll go to another floor for a walk visit."

Xu Yanzhi was complaining to Luo Yuxuan at first, saying that the arrangement of the hotel was not humane at all, and it was too deserted to put these people who looked up and down every day in the same box, and there was no one to pick up his words. There is no one, he is almost suffocated to death with a good talk...

After hearing Zhong Jingchen's words, he stood up suddenly, his eyes were shining with excitement: "Are you going downstairs to find the trainees? Take me, take me!"

"Don't tell me, I'm used to being lively with those chattering little girls every day, but I'm really not used to being so quiet all of a sudden." Yi Han also sighed with a smile.

"In that case, why don't we go downstairs and have a look together?" Yun Dongwan suggested.

Luo Yuxuan nodded, and said in agreement: "We should go and see them. After all, after tonight, they will really go their separate ways. Whether we can meet them again in the rest of our lives depends entirely on fate." gone."

The four mentors and promoters have said so, and the two hosts naturally have no objections.

As soon as several people put the bowls and chopsticks on the table, they walked out of the box and walked towards the elevator.

With the sound of 'ding', the elevator door opened slowly.

Chong Jingchen, who was the leader, and Chong Minghe, who was full of stars in the elevator, had a face-to-face meeting, and both of them were confused for a moment.

It wasn't until the elevator door was about to close that Zhong Minghe stepped out of the elevator with big strides. When he opened his mouth, he said a very itchy sentence: "Hehe, isn't this my brother who is a talented musician who can sing and dance?"

"You wore pink and tender clothes in the show, and the energetic girl group dance you danced was so kawaii, I couldn't help but play countless times on the LED display screen of the company building every day So much so that now everyone in the company says: It looks good, I love watching it, and I hope you will make more masterpieces like this in the future~”

"Shouldn't you also express my behavior of helping you promote your new work for free? First of all, thank you for listening?"

Chong Minghe said, with one hand attached to his ear, and meanly tilted his body in the direction where Chong Jingchen was.

Chong Jingchen: My hands are so itchy, I really want to beat my brother a million times!