From the cute baby star

Chapter 58 Boss, I want ice cream

Xia Guo TV.

In the cafeteria on a certain floor, Qin Junhao and his mother Lin Yushuang were sitting at a dining table.

The task of cooking is naturally handed over to Dad.

originally.

Qin Junhao thought that the program team prepared boxed lunches. After all, he watched a lot of TV on Earth in his previous life. When he thought of filming or recording programs like this, he would eat boxed lunches.

But Qin Junhao forgot one piece of information, that is, this is not the crew, but the Xiaguo TV station building.

The most official and largest TV station headquarters in Xia Kingdom.

It is normal to have a large-scale canteen and restaurant, and the program team of "Xia Guo Poetry Conference" is also very generous.

All players, family members and spectators are invited to have dinner.

And Qin Junhao also carefully observed that the meals prepared in the canteen restaurant of Xiaguo TV Station are quite rich.

There is no way to compare box lunch!
"Come on~"

Soon, father Qin Dalei walked over with a rather large dinner plate.

There are four dishes on the dinner plate.

A plate of braised pork, a plate of sweet and sour carp, a plate of fried vegetables, and a steak.

"Come on, son, although I don't have time to go outside to eat steaks, I didn't expect that the cafeteria restaurant of Xiaguo TV station still serves steaks."

As Qin Dalei spoke, he handed the steak to his son.

"As expected of Xia Guo TV Station."

Qin Junhao nodded, then picked up the knife and fork, cut off a piece and took a bite.

Ok?
Does it seem to taste good?

Although it is not as good as the steak of a senior chef in a high-end restaurant, it is not far behind.

"Honey, where's the rice?"

Lin Yushuang asked.

"Go and fight right away, wait a moment."

"Two bowls!"

Lin Yushuang reminded.

Hearing this, Qin Dalei froze for a moment, looked at his wife's lower abdomen and waist, and asked, "Two bowls? Aren't you afraid of gaining weight?"

Lin Yushuang immediately glared at her husband Qin Dalei: "Are you stupid? I have a bowl and my son has a bowl. Don't fill up my bowl, but fill up your bowl."

"understand!"

Qin Junhao took another bite of the braised pork.

Well.

tasty.

Another bite of sweet and sour carp.

Eh?
The taste is still very good.

Take another bite of fried seasonal vegetables, tsk, it's also delicious.

Yes, Qin Junhao couldn't help giving a thumbs up to the cafeteria of Xiaguo TV Station.

I have to say that the program group of "Xia Guo Poetry Conference" is still very good, with so many people, all of them take care of lunch.

Must give a thumbs up!
After Qin Junhao finished his steak, he tasted a few more mouthfuls of vegetables. He had a very comfortable lunch that he thought was just a box lunch.

But it just feels like something is missing?
"I remembered."

Qin Junhao licked his little lips, then jumped off the seat and walked towards the left side of the cafeteria.

"Boy, why are you going?"

Lin Yushuang stood up and asked quickly.

"Mom, I want to drink Kuoluo, do you want to drink?" Qin Junhao turned his head, blinked Mengmeng's big eyes, and asked his mother.

"Buy Coke, I don't drink it." Lin Yushuang raised her head and looked to the left of the cafeteria. There was indeed a snack shop there.

Qin Junhao passed through the crowd in the cafeteria and came to the window of this snack shop.

Uh.
My TM doesn't seem to be as high as this window?

Qin Junhao instantly thought of his fear of being dominated by his height!
"My damn height."

Qin Junhao complained in his heart.

Then Qin Junhao raised his head and said in his childish voice: "Boss, here is a can of Kuoluo, and I want ice."

Coke Qin Junhao must drink ice!

Can Coke at room temperature be called Coke?I might as well drink Chinese medicine!
Iced Coke has a real soul!
The owner of the snack shop is watching a short video. The content of the short video is an eight-and-a-half-year-old boy playing the piano.

An eight and a half-year-old boy playing the piano is not a bright spot. After all, in this era, there are too many young piano boys.

Many children start learning the piano at a young age.

The attraction of this short audio and short video is that the piano music played by the little boy in the video is very beautiful.

The most important thing is that no one has heard this piano piece. Looking at the title of the short video, it seems that this eight and a half-year-old boy composed the piano piece himself?

"Tch, an eight-and-a-half-year-old boy can compose on the piano? You think you are Modofen, you have to write drafts for bragging."

The owner of the store complained in disbelief, then put his mobile phone on the small table in front of him, turned his head and said, "Canned Coke, 2.5 yuan."

When the owner of the shop looked at the window, he found that there was nothing in front of him.

"Ok?"

The man couldn't help muttering in confusion, isn't there someone who wants to buy a Coke?
What about people?

"Boss, here's a can of Kuoluo, I want ice."

The milky voice came again.

This time, the man in the shop followed the voice, poked his head out and looked under the window. A short and cute baby was looking up at him with a pair of cute eyes.

"Are you buying a Coke?"

The owner of the shop asked dumbfoundedly.

This little guy looks so cute, even this one is too short, right?Is there a meter?

"Correct."

Qin Junhao nodded and said, then raised his mobile phone and handed it to the owner of the shop: "Uncle, scan my WeChat QR code."

Qin Junhao's WeChat has a lot of money.

In addition to the pocket money given to him by his parents, Qin Junhao's various daily exercises can not only improve his proficiency, but also get a certain amount of money rewards.

It can range from a few dollars to tens of hundreds of dollars.

It depends on how many sit-ups and push-ups Qin Junhao does every day.

The shop owner smiled and shook his head, took out a can of very cold Coca-Cola from the refrigerator, handed it to the little cute baby, then scanned the QR code to collect the money, and returned the phone to Qin Junhao.

"Thank you."

After Qin Junhao got the iced Coke, he returned to the dining table happily holding his phone and Coke.

"Xiao'er, you can drink Coke, but you have to finish this bowl of rice too?"

Lin Yushuang tapped the bowl of rice in front of Zai'er lightly with her chopsticks.

My son needs to eat more.

Otherwise, how can you grow tall?

One must know that Zai'er's height of 1.08 meters gave Lin Yushuang a headache.

"it is good."

Qin Junhao nodded obediently, opened the can of Coke, and took a big gulp.

cool!

Then I picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of braised pork, and ate it deliciously with rice.

"Mom, if you cook at the level of this cafeteria restaurant, I can eat two big bowls of rice every day, hehehe."

When Qin Junhao was planing rice, he still didn't forget to raise his head and hit his mother.

"Hahahaha, did my wife hear that, our son said that your fried dishes are not delicious, hahaha. Ah!!!"

Qin Dalei trembled instantly, and quickly rubbed his aching arm pinched by his wife.

Son said you.

Why pinch me, woo woo woo.

Storm cry!

(End of this chapter)