Longing for a Life: a Four-year-old Zombie

Not to mention being beautiful, the key is to have a good personality! I think you can think about it."

Huang Lei gave He Jiong a meaningful look.

"Okay, you, don't mess with the mandarin ducks, it will affect Jon's popularity."

He Jiong gave Huang Lei a roll of eyes, and when he said this, he really had mixed feelings.

Now his mind is full of that identification certificate, and when he looks at Qin Qing's lonely and weak back, he can't help but feel distressed.

"Yeah, I won't say it.

Eat and eat, Zifeng, take the buns out."

Huang Lei can only play haha.

Having been in the entertainment industry for so many years, what to say, when to say it, what to say, to what extent, this is all a matter of knowledge.

"Time to eat!"

In order to ease the embarrassment, He Jiong shouted loudly on purpose.

Hearing He Jiong's voice, Cheng Qiaoen couldn't help but shuddered.

"Xiaoqing, what we said just now, you have to keep it a secret.

Sister Jon would be embarrassed if others found out, you know?"

Jon was a little shy and a little worried.

"I see, Sister Jon, it's a secret for the two of us."

Qin Qing nodded seriously.

"Jon, Xiaoqing, what are you talking about, so happy"

Huang Lei walked up to the two of them deliberately carrying the vegetables, and asked a question seemingly unintentionally.

What makes people laugh is that the two of them shook their heads almost at the same time, and replied at the same time, "It's nothing."

Huang Lei couldn't help laughing, and then glanced at He Jiong with a wicked smile.

He Jong, like an ostrich, didn't dare to look over there at all.

But......Cheng Yuqi, Chen Dulin and Mai, the three little women have been staring at Cheng Qiaoen and Qin Qing's movements.

What a joke, although Cheng Qiao En's age is an aunt's, but she occupied Qin Qing as soon as she came! It's really annoying, okay? "My God, what kind of fairy buns are these? "

As a professional cheerleader, He Jiong always opens his mouth.

"Green cabbage, I added some wild mountain mushrooms. Xiaohei told you that there are a few morels in it. That stuff is incredible. It costs a few thousand yuan a pound. You may not buy it if you have money. "

Huang Lei said proudly.

"My God, thousands of yuan a pound a pound of truffles aren't that expensive, right?"

Xiaozhu widened his eyes and opened his mouth, and Xiaoxiao showed an exaggerated acting skill.

"Truffles are also graded, and only top truffles can compare to morels.

There are [-] kinds of amino acids in the human body, and this Morchella contains [-] kinds."

"What can amino acids do for anti-aging, maintain skin elasticity, and promote body metabolism."

"Let's talk a little bit more. Last year, a friend of mine bought a kilogram of dried morels and spent more than [-] yuan!"

"Fresh morels are even more expensive and have no market. It is difficult to preserve them. After picking them, they will be dehydrated within a day at most, and most of their nutritional value will naturally be lost."

Huang Lei himself is a teacher, and when he started talking, he turned around and began to explain incessantly.

Suddenly, a small white hand flashed past, and there was one less bun in the cage.

This little hand sounded like a battle horn, followed by a second, a third, and a fourth.

Huang Lei didn't finish his words, and when he looked back, there were two cages of steamed buns, and there was only one left.

At this point, everyone was staring at him like a hungry wolf.

Peng Peng's hand that had been stretched out, retracted like lightning when Huang Lei turned around.

"I said you can, and you know how to keep one for me."

Huang Lei looked at that... the solitary steamed bun in disbelief.

"Hahaha, Mom, I'm dying of laughter!"

"I feel sorry for my teacher Huang, hahaha."

"Mom, these are all bandits, right?"

"My God, Goddess Kiki has such a rude side...! Put a bun in her mouth with one hand, what the hell?"

"Longing for Life Destroys Childhood Series, a Steamed Bun Destroys My Dream Goddess!"

..."Uncle Huang, eat."

As soon as the camera turned, Qin Qing took out two buns from the small bag.

Then he took out two more buns.

Then he took out two more buns.

"Pfft! Xiaoqing, is this Doraemon? How can you have so many?"

Mai Mai looked at the six 66 buns in front of Qin Qing and couldn't help laughing.

".

This is given by Dad He, this is given by Sister Wheat, this is given by Sister Qiao En, this is given by Sister Zifeng, this is given by Sister Du Lin, this is given by Brother Peng Peng."

Qin Qing actually revealed his origins one by one.

"Xiaoqing, what about mine?"

Cheng Yuqi stared at Qin Qing anxiously.

".

Xiaoqing ate duck."

Qin Qing's unintentional words made Cheng Yuqi's white and tender neck proudly lift up.

Like a victorious general and a proud queen.

The meaning is obvious, you little girls, have you seen it, Xiaoqing ate my buns! Xiaoqing ate my buns, not yours, do you know what this means, a bunch of coquettish little bastards.

This sentence is purely made up by me, don’t be angry, cookies, I’m not afraid of being angry, you can hit me! This afternoon at 2:[-]:[-]: I’ll be waiting for you at the back door of San Xiao! Full! I was going to lose weight!"

Cheng Jon leaned back on the chair, pained and happy.

"Sister Jon, you are the first guest to say this.

Look at my brother, forget it, I'll show you the photos before he came to the mushroom house."

The little expert Zhang Zifeng took out the mobile phone prepared by the program team, and pulled out: a previous artistic photo of Peng Peng.

"Ooh! Is this Pumbaa? My God, what happened to Pumba? It's terrible."

Cheng Jon covered his mouth and stared at Peng Peng in disbelief.

"The most difficult thing for a good actor to do is to get fat if you want to be fat, and to be thin if you want to be thin.

Like Christian Bale, Matthew McConaughey, Aamir Khan."

"They are my idols, so I keep learning from them.

Let me tell you, Sister Ao, I'm just kidding, and when the next movie starts, I'll definitely lose weight."

Peng Peng said confidently.

"That's right, Peng Peng has always been: learning from them, but he's just not at home, and he's only learned half of it for the time being.

People are fat when they want to be fat, and thin when they want to be thin.

Peng Peng is fat if you want to be fat, and thin if you want... just think about it first."

"Mr. Huang's words are heartbreaking!"

"Haha, it's true! Peng Peng learns half of Kung Fu, how to gain weight in optics, but how to lose weight without learning!"

"Peng Peng, have a little more heart! Can we grit our teeth and stomp our feet and stop eating?"

"It's impossible to diet, it's impossible to diet in this life.

Those who lose weight are poor at home, or the food is not delicious.”

"Hahahaha, I like to see Peng Peng speaking the vernacular seriously.

Losing weight is just a mantra."

..........."It's okay, we're not fat."

He Jiong said with a wicked smile.

"It's just... a lot of meat."

Zhang Zifeng made up for it again.

Simply Peng Peng's heart is relatively large, and since he can't argue, he simply assumes that nothing has happened.

What to eat, what to drink, nothing to worry about.

"Peng Peng, are you still eating?"

Now even the little pig can't stand it anymore.

"I'm full, but Mr. Huang keeps telling me the story of how hard it is for every piece of Chinese food.

The little leftovers on this plate must not go to waste."

Peng Peng said very seriously, while eating very seriously.

"Brother, I noticed that you have become: very talkative."

Zhang Zifeng couldn't help but complain.

"No, I'm telling the truth.