I’m Picking Up Pieces in PUBG

"Xiao Jiang is okay, you are completely fit to survive in our chicken strips." Wang Xun said with a smile.

The PT directors who followed also agreed very much. Jiang Siming has robbed everyone of the limelight just after coming here.

Especially in terms of appearance, the Sheep Hindu has been compared. This program is broadcast, and it is appropriate to attract a large wave of female fans.

"I think Xiao Yueyue must hate us to death." Reba smirked.

"That's no trick, it's fate, I don't want to help him resist so many things, it's horrible." Xiaozhu agrees with Jiang Siming's method just now, um, the essence of deep chicken strips!

The remaining five people all got off the car in different places one after another.

In the end, only Jiang Siming and Reba were left, because both of them were the furthest away, so they had to stay in the car longer.

"It's so boring, can you tell me a joke?" Reba said to Jiang Siming.

She didn't know why she would take the initiative to chat with Jiang Siming, and she also asked the other person to tell a joke to herself. Generally, she never took the initiative to communicate with strangers.

Jiang Siming did not refuse, but asked: "Where is the standard of joke you can accept?"

"Huh? Is it still a scale?"

"of course."

"Then come to a normal scale."

"Okay, let me ask you, do you usually use your left or right hand to go to the toilet?"

"Is this your normal scale?" Reba blushed. How can anyone ask such a question!

"Then your answer?"

"Of course it's the right hand. Is it possible that you still use the left hand?" Reba answered naturally.

Jiang Siming smiled strangely: "How can you use your right hand? We all use paper."

Reba was stunned for a second, and finally understood that she had been used by Jiang Siming.

"You bully people, I won't mess with you!" Reba said angrily, but the ‘anger’ on his face just emerged and he couldn’t help but smile.

Yes, of course, I use paper to go to the toilet. Why do I use my right hand? It's so stupid.

"You have another one, I'm sure I won't be fooled by you, come on a big scale!" Reba simply fought, and gave up.

"Is that so cruel? Did I say that the show will be broadcast?" Jiang Siming expressed doubts.

"Don't worry, those who don't let the broadcast will be pinched, just come." Reba blushed, she didn't believe it, Jiang Siming dared to say something too big.

"Ahem, well, I dreamed of you last night. I woke up in the morning with a lot of wet pants." Jiang Siming said in a low voice, ‘I'm very embarrassed’.

Reba's face turned red, and said, "You actually have a spring dream!"

"No, you misunderstood. I dreamed that you took off your makeup and scared me to pee."

"roll!!!!"

During the quarrel with Jiang Siming, Reba also arrived at the designated place, and the little girl who got off the bus even expressed a'curse' to Jiang Siming.

"I wish you ten pounds of fat today!"

Jiang Siming leaned Erlang's legs and said, "It's okay, I'm worried that I'm too thin. It's good to be ten pounds fat."

"Humph! Ignore you." Reba said, making a face to Jiang Siming, got out of the car and left.

The director in the car looked at it with gusto, and felt that the idea of ​​making Reba and Jiang Siming a CP was very interesting.

This is the first time that Reba has something to say to a guest. Although Jiang Siming has been angry with her many times, she doesn't seem to be angry at all. That'curse' is basically the little girl being a little bit of a little bit of a little girl with someone close to her. Little temper is just coquettish.

It's not annoying at all. Reba doesn't look like this when getting along with other guests on the show, it looks very distant.

And Jiang Siming is like an old friend who has known each other for a long time.

If they didn't communicate in private, it would be the first time they met. It was really rare that he could get this way when they met.

Not long after Reba left, Jiang Siming also arrived at his destination, which was actually a supermarket.

In the supermarket, cut cakes are being discounted and promoted, and a large cut cake, a knife and a weighing scale are placed on the table.

The staff explained to Jiang Siming: "Next, you need to cut the weight of the cake for the customers who come. Note that you can only have one chance. If the weight of the cut is one or two different from the weight of the customer. Within, even if you pass the level, if the difference is one or two away, you have to eat all the cut cakes until you cut them right or eat all the cut cakes on the table."

I rely on!

This time it was Jiang Siming's turn to be dumbfounded.

This task is too abnormal.

One size fits all? The difference is within one or two. Who can cut it accurately!

Sure enough, there is no pie in the sky for extreme challenges!

"let me try."

Jiang Siming could only choose to give it a try first. He took a knife and cut a small piece and measured the weight. He probably knew what he had in mind. Jiang Siming began to challenge him formally.

The first person to buy cut cake was an uncle.

"Bring me twenty yuan to cut cakes."

One catty of cut cake is five yuan, and twenty yuan is four catties.

Jiang Siming took a measurement, then raised the knife in his hand.

But after the weighing was over, I cut a full 5.5 kg, which was 1.5 kg beyond the standard.

In other words, Jiang Siming needs to eat the entire 5.5 kg of cut cake.

Mom, this task is too devil!

Jiang Siming stuffed the cut cake into his mouth with a bitter face, the first piece was fine.

But the next two consecutive times were cut wrong, Jiang Siming had already eaten nearly ten kilograms of cut cake.

Jiang Siming, who was bulging with cheeks, couldn't speak well. Although he ate a lot, he didn't like to eat cakes.

And if he continues, he must still eat. Who can stand it?

"No way...I have to go to Yue Yunpeng...I can't do this task."

Jiang Siming decisively gave up this task and called Yue Yunpeng.

Of course, Jiang Siming didn't pit him, he just told him about the difficulty of his task and asked him if he wanted to change it.

Yue Yunpeng, who was struggling to die, agreed without even thinking about it. Compared to being a coolie, he would rather die!

The two exchanged tasks happily.

Jiang Siming took a big sip of mineral water before swallowing the choking cake from his throat.

"Director, can you tell me what the other four delicacies are?" Jiang Siming was curious.

"Pig trotters, dumplings, noodles, watermelon." The director told.

Jiang Siming was full of hearing, said goodbye and left immediately.

Yue Yunpeng arrived soon, for fear of Jiang Siming's regrets, so he came by taxi.

"Brother Jiang, you are really my brother. I was going to fall apart with those goods. You saved my life~"

As soon as Yue Yunpeng came over, he gave Jiang Siming a big hug.

"It's okay, give me the physical work, and give you the task of eating. I have eaten more than half of this first food." Jiang Siming said.

"No problem! Brother, look at me, my flesh is not long for nothing." Yue Yunpeng vowed to promise.

Jiang Siming prayed for him in his heart, hoping that he would not regret it for a while, there are still a lot of choking things behind.

Even if Yue Yunpeng could eat these things, it would be enough for him.

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