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Chapter 388 Self-heating Hot Pot
For a while, Sang Tang became the favorite of the team.

Everyone sat in a circle, and Sang Tang sat in the middle of the circle, holding an iPad in his hand, playing the song of their performance this time.

Their rap is called "Don't Call Me Da Vinci".

It's different from the usual rap style.

This rap is not so crazy, it is a sweet little love song, not so clichéd, sweet but not greasy.

but……

The music just started.

Those who have heard the song have noticed something is wrong.

This version is more hilarious, with a stronger sense of melody and rhythm.

It was only after a look that they found out that their version is the punk version.

Ye Xinger is a professional rapper, patiently explaining to them bit by bit, passing on her own experience.

Every point is explained in detail.

"A child can be taught!"

Ye Xing'er nodded in satisfaction, as expected of a student she taught!

"All trainees, let's eat!"

Workers yelled down the hallway with horns.

Sang Tang was also hungry.

Hearing this, he put down the sheet music in his hand and asked the sisters behind him.

"Shall we go to eat first? Only when we are full can we work hard!"

Many of them were late in the morning, didn't have a meal, and had been hungry all morning.

Hearing this, he was not pretentious, and got up to eat directly.

Some people feel that time is too tight and want to hurry up to practice, so they silently pick up the sheet music and continue to practice.

Sang Tang didn't say anything, and walked side by side to eat with Ye Xing'er.

All the flames of anticipation were instantly extinguished the moment they saw Fan.

Appetite slowly dropped.

Looking at the broccoli in the bowl, regardless of the etiquette learned before, he was pulling it back and forth, rolling it in the bowl like a stir-fry.

Nothing but green or green, no meat at all...

"This is something people can eat!"

"The program team is too cruel!"

"The pigs in the pigsty are better than ours!"

Sang Tang made a small face, put down his chopsticks, and complained to Ye Xing'er beside him.

Suddenly, a sentence rang in my ears.

She turned her lively eyes, leaned closer to Ye Xing'er's ear, and asked in a low voice.

"Where is the one you told me about yesterday!"

Ye Xing'er picked up the chopsticks for the meal, as if she had been woken up.

Putting down the chopsticks in his hand, he led Sang Tang to the dormitory without saying a word.

The two figures were furtive.

Cheng Xing had just finished his lunch and was about to check on the training of the trainees when he saw the two of them walking towards the dormitory.

What are they doing here?
Cheng Xing watched their backs and followed them.

After entering the dormitory, Ye Xing'er mysteriously took out two boxes of red packaging from under the bed.

Ye Xing'er threw a box of self-heating hot pot to her.

"It took me a lot of effort to keep it, but it's just these two boxes, if you eat it, it will be gone."

"Oh, I really want to eat hot pot!"

While speaking, he unpacked the package.

Ye Xing'er brought water, poured water into the box, and helped her fix it by the way.

Put the lid on.

"Gulu Gulu~" sounded.

The aroma of the self-heating hot pot came out through the vent and permeated the entire room.

Sang Tang opened the lid impatiently, a puff of hot air rushed to her face, and the spicy and spicy fragrance penetrated into the tip of her nose.

I can feel the deliciousness of self-heating hot pot before eating imported food.

I mixed it with chopsticks, randomly picked up a piece and blew it, and put it in my mouth.

(End of this chapter)