My imagination has come true

"Hahaha, I knew it!"

"Our Ah Ming always looks for a drink wherever he goes, and he definitely won't be able to survive a day in the desert."

"However, we Ah Ming drank a bit too much of this drink today."

Song Ming blinked, holding a bottle of orange red in his left hand and a bottle of apple green in his right hand, and showed Yang Yuge a three-point cold, three-point sinister smile ten times softer and ten times sweeter than his signature: "Auntie, Do you know where the fresh fruits of the Mu family are sold?"

Yang Yuge was confused in an instant, and smiled until his teeth showed, "This is brought by my daughter. Oh, Xiao Song, if you like to drink, come here, I will pack a box for you."

"Our daughter brought home more than 30 boxes, and she didn't know when she could finish her drink. She was very impatient, and the shelf life was only seven days."

Song Ming showed a little embarrassment on his face, but his mouth was not polite at all: "Thank you, auntie!"

Wang Yimo: "..."

Fans: "..."

Seeing him like this, Wang Yimo couldn't hold back for a while, and opened the bottle cap to take a sip. Then he was silent for a moment, and stretched out his hand to return the juice that Song Ming had accidentally scooped up.

Song Ming: "..."

Fans: Well, how good is it?
That's all for Song Ming, he is a creature that cannot survive the lack of water. He likes to drink almost any beverage, even some herbal tea that is bitter enough to kill him.

Wang Yimo is not a greedy mouth.

Several netizens couldn't hold back, picked up their mobile phones and started ordering takeaway of various drinks.

The three live broadcast rooms of "New Year's Eve" were opened at the same time, and the number of viewers in the three live broadcast rooms was not much different, but as soon as the program team's car entered Plum Blossom Village, ten helicopters descended from the sky, and the number of viewers in the live broadcast room fell within 3 minutes. The domestic surge has increased to 30, and it is still rising linearly.

Song Ming stared at the sci-fi containers while drinking juice.

Another box was opened, and Song Ming held his breath, dumbfounded.

The entire live broadcast room was also instantly silent, and all netizens were silent.

The container unfolded, and a 'Batmobile' came out of it.

"Ah!"

Song Ming rushed over, salivating and reaching out to touch it.

drip.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, the Batmobile suddenly started, the beautiful lights came on, and when it turned a corner, it descended from the stone steps of at least [-] centimeters, and drove straight in front of Mu Qingyun, and then turned off, and the door opened automatically.

"Bell~"

Mu Qingyun's cell phone rang suddenly, and as soon as it was connected, a magnetic voice came from inside, which was very pleasant, especially in line with Mu Qingyun's preferences, "Master, my name is Qiao Yi, and I will serve you wholeheartedly!"

Everyone: "..."

In an instant, the live broadcast room turned into a sea of ​​joy.

Even if you don't like watching movies very much, netizens who are not interested in the Batmobile can still see the excellence of this car through the screen.

"Have autonomous driving systems developed to this extent?"

"I've heard that automatic driving is very good now. It seems to be a video, and I have even seen an unmanned taxi. However, this thing is definitely not cheap. So it turns out that the souvenirs they give are all these things?"

Song Ming's whole body turned into a ball of cotton candy, greasy and soft, circling around the Batmobile.

Mu Qingyun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and directly made a video call with Qiao Qing: "Mr. Qiao."

"I checked your garage, and although there are all types, it seems that there are still few distinctive ones, which are just convenient for me to prepare for the New Year's gift." Qiao Qing said, "I will give you Transformers next time. Our company's artificial intelligence will give you You are well, try to see what is not going well, and then adjust."

Mu Qingyun: "..."

Everyone's interest in these containers suddenly increased a hundred times. Even Wang Yimo ignored the winks of the manager behind him, took off the down jacket outside, and started to work with all the villagers, carrying all kinds of things.

It has to be said that opening a container is a hundred times more exciting than gambling on a warehouse.

Wang Yimo saw a treasure shelf with a glass door pushed out from the box, and when the lights inside were turned on, there were all kinds of luxury bags.

She only started to like these things in recent years. According to her manager, if a female star is obsessed with bags, it would be like going bankrupt.

But she wanted to go bankrupt, and she couldn't buy some of the bags.

Now, she is thinking about her dreams, and everywhere she asks, there are out-of-stock bags, so she lies quietly in the cabinet in front of her.

Mu Qingyun: "Hey."

The problem is, she can't see what's so good about these bags at all.

Mr. Qiao smiled: "Let me see who this is? It's Xiaobao, so it's no wonder. You can send a message to Xiaobao in the group and tell her that you like it very much. Be sure to tell her, otherwise you will wait Let's live the days of being smashed in the face by all kinds of bags."

Mu Qingyun smiled and nodded. She also remembered that Zhou Xiaobao, 30 years old, had a much higher position as an heir candidate than herself. In the past two years, he was either ranked third or fourth.

This is a doctor by profession. She has a very good personality and is very patient. No matter how irritable or frightened the patient is, she can be gentle from the beginning to the end, and comfort the patient's mood very well.

There is a very miraculous record. After two major operations, I went to the outpatient clinic for three and a half hours, and then I worked the night shift for my colleagues at night.

The big night shift was unlucky and encountered a car accident. At dawn, this girl was still in high spirits. After comforting the family members of the patients who came to her, she went home to take a shower, change clothes and go to sleep.

Zhou Xiaobao is good at everything, but loves to give bags to people close to her. Over the years, she has sent bags to her family and various related people, regardless of men, women, old and young. Anyway, they are all kinds of brand-name bags of new products. Pack them up and send them out together .

Moreover, if you don't praise her a few words when you receive a gift, then she will keep giving it, every day, and keep giving it——

"Hey!"

Mr. Qiao himself suffered a lot from it.

"These brand bags are all ridiculously expensive. With this money, it would be great to give gold bars. At least it can preserve its value and can be passed on. A few gold bars are given away every year. In the future, if there is an urgent need for money, it can be used as an emergency."

After Qiao Qing finished speaking, he was thoughtful.

Mu Qingyun looked at Mr. Qiao expectantly. For the next year's gift, if Mr. Qiao gave gold bars... Uh, I'm afraid it will be difficult for her to return the gift.

The problem is that it's not easy right now.

Mu Qingyun silently sat on the sidelines and counted the things that could be returned. She couldn't fool people with her historical research notes every time.

Although Qiao always likes it and everyone in the group likes it very much, this is too perfunctory.

"I rely on!"

The cameraman is absolutely professional, and never swears when shooting, let alone swearing, not even speaking.

But once the container was opened—it was full of the most expensive kind of photography equipment.

The cameraman saw the SLR lens in the middle, which was fixed very well. He remembered it very clearly, more than 200 million, a custom-made one, the kind that he couldn't even imagine.