After a debt of 100 million, the poisonous tongue went crazy and killed people on the live broadcast

"I'm afraid of waste, traditional Chinese virtue."

The actor tried hard to explain, his sincere pupils reflecting the director's reflection.

"What, it's a waste if I eat it?"

"Ah - no, no, no, no, no, no, it's that - um - it's - I was thinking of changing the direction for you. It's not easy to clip, and I'm afraid it will fall to the ground. Wouldn't it be a waste?"

With the assistant director's hehe expression, the actor turned the lunch box so that the assistant director could take away a piece of chicken breast.

Seeing the assistant director put the chicken into his mouth, his eyes lit up, and the actor immediately raised a finger to his mouth and said: "Shh."

The assistant director understood it immediately.

He found that the food around him was particularly quiet.

He lowered his head quietly, and kept moving the chopsticks and spoons in his hands.

The assistant director immediately speeded up and finished the food in the bowl as quickly as possible, thinking that if he finished it quickly, he might still be able to eat a little bit.

"Oops - I forgot, I have to eat less these two days and monitor my blood sugar."

"Give me some of that blue sky and that weight loss meal."

Two sentences successfully made the assistant director look up.

Who is so shameless! Steal his plan!

"You—eat slowly, don't be in a hurry."

After the assistant director saw who it was, he suddenly changed the subject and smiled in a flattering, flattering and flattering manner.

The director ordered another weight loss meal and said with a smile to the assistant director: "Okay, eat slowly, don't be in a hurry."

A meal is a feast for the eyes.

Diet meals and delicious meals were all eaten cleanly.

The various small doorways outside have no effect on Feng Yin and Cheng Yanqiu inside the car.

Cheng Yanqiu's meals were served on a separate stove, and he had an extra pot of chicken soup and porridge.

With Cheng Yanqiu's guidance, everyone in Cheng Yanqiu's small group drank a bowl of chicken soup porridge, which was so fragrant that their tongues wanted to swallow it.

The little assistant deliberately came to Lan Tian and asked: Can Feng Yin come to visit the class more often in the future? Lan Tian tasted the remaining fragrance on her tongue, glanced inside the car and said, "Do you dare to ask her?"

The assistant looked back.

"I'd better soak some water. I remember the pot hasn't been washed yet."

When Lan Tian heard this, he immediately got excited and said, "Leave a bowl for me!"

The voices of the two people were loud, and Feng Yin heard them clearly.

"This is so pitiful."

"What, what do you think?"

Cheng Yanqiu raised his head and Feng Yin looked at each other and said, "What do you think?"

"I guess you just say it."

Feng Yin instantly gave a thumbs up and gave Cheng Yanqiu a like.

"clever."

Cheng Yanqiu, who was praised, smiled arrogantly and said smugly: "Of course."

The two continued to eat. Feng Yin ate faster. Cheng Yanqiu's stomach required him to chew slowly, so he ate the meal in almost forty minutes.

After eating and drinking, Cheng Yanqiu prepared tea for the two of them and drank it slowly.

"Are you going to help later?"

"Of course, all the money was collected."

Cheng Yanqiu put down the teacup in his hand and said, "Don't be too addicted. I'll wait for you here. By the way, when will you go back?"

Feng Yin looked at the time and said uncertainly: "The original plan was to go back after seeing you, but now I have a money-making project, so I will work on it first."

When Cheng Yanqiu heard this, he said thoughtfully: "Making money is more important. If someone comes to you, it's good for you to help. After all, we are all in the same circle."

The wind chants are so sharp, every word "oh" has a strange tone.

She said very cooperatively: "You are right, then I will help you more. It seems that I won't be able to go back at night. Where do you think I should live?"