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

Chapter 408 Sand Sculpture Travel

So after being amazed, Feng Yasong nodded without hesitation and said, "Then let's play a song."

She wants to see how many surprises this interesting man has that she doesn't know!
After getting permission, Zhong Jingchen opened the window on the top of the open kitchen, took out a vinyl record player in the shape of a large golden speaker, and placed it on the dining table in front of Feng Yasong with a sense of ceremony.

After a simple operation, there was a burst of familiar music with some ghosts, some dynamics in the ghosts, and a sense of age in the dynamics from the record player: "Your childhood seems to be the same as my childhood." ~Small shoulders, big schoolbag, go to school~ New era, new..."

Hearing this, Feng Yasong's eyes darkened, and he reached out to press a pause for him.

Although this song is a childhood memory of a generation, but...

"Do you think it's appropriate to play such a dynamic song while eating?"

Chong Jingchen really nodded: "Why not? You probably don't know yet, right? This is a disco dance that is very popular in foreign bars recently. Damn it! Only such high-class music is worthy of such an honorable you."

Feng Yasong: "..."

"Are you thinking I'm a fool" on her face: "However, I am different from those foreigners, I can understand, so please help me change the foreign language, and dancing while eating is not good for the stomach. "

Chong Jingchen didn't argue with her, he changed to a brand new record and pressed play.

The vinyl record was turning slowly, and from the big golden speakers came out music that made Feng Yasong's eyes darker than the theme song of "Family with Children": "Maka, Baka, Aka, Waka, Mika , Maca, um, Maca, Baka, Abba, Yaka..."

Feng Yasong: "..."

I suspect that you are connoting me. This song I once wrote in "Flash!girl! The "Song of Makabaka" sung on the first stage of "Makabaka" is the proof!
She took a deep breath, and said with a smirk: "You call this a foreign language song?"

And Chong Jingchen: "Hmm...why doesn't it count? Isn't alien language also a kind of foreign language?"

Feng Yasong: "..."

This is true.

The grandparents in the audience in the live broadcast room solemnly took out the meat buns in a transparent plastic bag, and when they performed the art of arranging the plates in front of Feng Yasong, they were already laughing all over the screen and screaming.

At this moment, I can't wait to laugh on the spot!
[What about the travel variety show that Goose Goose Goose Goose Goose Goose said?This horse riding is obviously a funny variety show, right?Laughing to death, what good is it to the program team! [Laughing and crying][Laughing and crying][Laughing and crying]]

【Hahahahahaha "Flash Travel" ×

"Sand Sculpture Travel"]

[Emperor treatment experience card = luxury car, red wine steak ×

Emperor treatment experience card = RV, soybean milk, meat buns]

[If you do this calculation, I have to be a princess to start my worth, right? 】

[What leek box!You are a person of status anyway, so be careful with what you say!That's called Sicilian-style thin noodles wrapped with eggs and fragrant leek rolls! 】

【That's it!How can a street stall like Chive Box, which can be seen everywhere, be worthy of your noble status? 】

……

in the RV.

Accompanied by the "Song of Makabaka" played in a loop, Feng Yasong, who was convinced by Zhong Jingchen, began to enjoy her breakfast.

She first moved the delicately arranged meat buns to the camera, then faced the camera, and said in a pretentious tone: "Hello, babies, what I want to eat today is this plate of refined wheat that looks exactly like the meat buns in front of you." Ribeye steak wrapped in thick sauce~”

"Don't look at it as a plate of meat buns. In fact, it is really a plate of meat buns. The only difference between it and meat buns is that it is placed in a way that most of you can't afford~"

"Okay, let's not talk nonsense, now let's start tasting~" Feng Yasong said, picking up the knife and fork at hand: "In order to show my unparalleled noble status, I will hold the fork in the left hand and the knife in the right hand. Put the big meat bun on the top into your mouth, just hold it and chew on it."

"What? You ask me, since I have to hug and chew, why do I need to take a knife and fork?"

Feng Yasong smiled evilly: "Little fool, otherwise, how can I let you see my knife and fork made of 24K pure gold, and then show my noble status?"

And the barrage...

【hateful!She pretended to be it! 】

[Hahahahahaha help!Maybe this is the legendary join if you can't beat it? 】

[Okay, another crazy one. 】

[Ha ha ha ha ha elegant!It is so elegant! [like][like][like]]

[At this time, a princess of Huaguo is enjoying her breakfast! [cover face][cover face][cover face]]

[I have learned, I have learned, after I get rich overnight, I want to show off like this! [burst cry][burst cry][burst cry]]

……

Although the meat buns are not as high-end as Zhong·Little Steward·Jing Chen's packaging, but fortunately they taste good.

The dough is soft, the meat filling is delicious, and the juice will burst after one bite.

Feng Yasong showed off several times in one breath, then picked up the soy milk at hand, and after drinking it, he collapsed on the back of the seat with a happy face, patted his bulging stomach and said: "I'm full Yes, thanks for the hospitality!"

The squinting and laziness of the eyes was like a cat nestled in the sun after being satiated, and the corners of Chen's lips curled up unconsciously after seeing it seriously.

While tidying up the tableware, he replied: "Miss, you are welcome, these are what I should do."

Feng Yasong said to fart, there is nothing that should or should not be done.

He was only forced to become her 'servant' because of the needs of the show, and he was not born inferior.

Although she accepted his service very cooperatively, she didn't take it for granted.

Seeing him busy, he couldn't help but suggested, "Why don't you take a break? Leave these tableware to me to clean up."

And Zhong Jingchen: "No need, just one or two tableware, they can be washed out easily."

While speaking, he had already put the plates, goblets, and knives and forks into the sink, and rinsed them against the faucet.

Even before Feng Yasong persisted, the cleaning was finished.

The movements were swift, as if he was afraid that she would grab her.

Feng Yasong couldn't laugh or cry, so he had to change the subject: "Have you had breakfast?"

Zhong Jingchen subconsciously replied "Yeah", and realized something was wrong after a while.

They are recording a program now, rather than chatting about family affairs in a private space with only the two of them, and they cannot be too intimate.

I had no choice but to add mechanically: "I have eaten, miss."

(End of this chapter)