Lucky Cub Cub and his brother are in the control group

Chapter 420 Set up a stall again (seeking a monthly ticket~)

The bus drove on the mountain road for several hours before reaching the town.

After driving for another ten minutes, I finally stopped on a street.

This is the place he decided after asking the old people in the car where they usually set up their stalls.

The car came to a stop slowly, and the elderly people got out of the car with their baskets on their backs. The guests also opened their eyes one by one, packed up their things, and prepared to get out of the car.

Only Sang Wanzhou still leaned against the window with his head tilted, sleeping with his eyes closed.

Seeing this, Xiao Fubao pushed his hand and called him, "Brother, brother, we are here, brother!"

Only then did Sang Wanzhou slowly open his eyes, packed his things and got out of the car with an air of getting up.

There is nothing to say about the desolation on the street.

Even though it was almost noon now, there were hardly any people on the street.

A few people couldn't help but start to worry a little, whether they could sell all these things before the evening.

"Guests, please choose the booth by yourself. The staff will bring you boxed lunches in a while. If they are not sold out, you will only have this one meal today, so please do your best."

Sang Wanzhou yawned, and dragged the basket he wove himself yesterday without cherishing it, found a booth at random, and put the basket on the thin blanket under the booth.

He looked at the clean blanket on the ground, and then turned to look at the basket in his hand.

He pulled out the blanket decisively and put the basket directly on the ground.

It's just a basket, it doesn't matter if it's dirty on the ground, as long as the inside is clean.

And he dragged the blanket to the side, and lay down directly on the blanket, closed his eyes, and continued to sleep with his big head.

Only Xiao Fubao was left alone, watching the baskets eagerly, thinking about how to sell these baskets.

[Sang Wanzhou started to show bad salted fish again, this is already the last issue, shouldn't we show a good performance, don't show bad salted fish? 】

[Tell Sang Wanzhou not to show up?Do you think that's possible?Did you see him struggling when so many false rumors came out? 】

【It's become this guy's normal state to sell badly, just get used to it, it's a bitter baby, you have to sell the baskets by yourself. 】

Xiao Fubao has already gotten used to it.

What's more, it was not the first time for him to set up a stall. She had already set up a stall in the first issue. She and Duo Le had more experience in setting up a stall than other guests present.

She borrowed a few newspapers from her sister in the convenience store to put them under the basket, and sat on the stool obediently waiting for customers to come to the door.

After a while, the staff of the program group brought them steaming lunch boxes.

Xiao Fubao took the bag and said thank you politely, then took the bag and walked to Sang Lengzhou and squatted down.

The little hand patted Sang Wanzhou's arm, and the voice was soft and tender: "Brother, get up and eat, brother!"

Then Sang Wanzhou slowly half-opened his eyes and sat up, took the boxed lunch in her hand, sat cross-legged on the ground and ate slowly, without any image at all.

The live broadcast room couldn't bear to look directly.

[Is this still a star?What about image?Sang Wanzhou, where did you put your idol bag? 】

[He has a fart idol burden, if he is not running around barefoot in front of us, he is already his biggest idol burden. 】

[If you put it this way, he didn't often run barefoot on the beach in the last issue, and even messed around with the little baby on the beach. He has long since lost his image, like a child. 】

(End of this chapter)