food idol

Chapter 209

If it weren't for so many cameras and eyes staring at him, Gu Su would have rushed forward immediately, rubbing his head first, then pinching his face, and then kissing him...

Seeing that Gao Leng's mask was about to collapse, Gu Jun, who had been on standby, coughed quickly, almost done.

Gu Su acted as if nothing had happened, he clenched his fists at the three teammates with a very natural expression, "Come on!"

With this stimulation, the three of them increased their firepower to varying degrees, and then about ten minutes later, Qin Lou also rushed towards the ticket office. With his hands behind his back, he signed for the conductor after he was done, took a photo with a few tourists before returning, and flaunted the tickets in his hand to the crowd, "Yeah!"

Wen Tang was taken aback, "You finished memorizing too?!"

Qin Lou protested against Wen Tang's obvious suspicion, "What kind of expression do you have, anyway, I was also a top student back then!"

Then Wen Tang looked at Gu Su, the two of them shook their heads in unison, and even Kang Zheng, who had been silent since just now, was full of suspicion.

Qin Lou immediately became very angry, and threw the ticket on the ground when he got excited, "Hmph, believe it or not! Oh my ticket!"

Before the words fell, there was a gust of wind on the flat ground, and the tickets that had just arrived had not had time to warm up and were swept into the air. Qin Lou didn't care about Tsundere anymore, and chased them out screaming, jumping up and down from time to time. , the camera also carried the machine and chased after him, and everyone burst into laughter.

When the show was released, the subtitle team and the dubbing artist also processed it: under the dark clouds, accompanied by the unique bleak music of the erhu, the bitter Qin Lou chased farther and farther, farther and farther...

Of course, in the end, the crowd at the scene helped to chase and intercept, and finally ended this nonsensical chase.

When he came back, Qin Lou was about to collapse, his head was sweating profusely, and he couldn't get up when he sat on the ground. Even so, he was still holding the crumpled ticket tightly in his hand.

Time passed by, but Wen Tang and Kang Zheng still had no substantial progress in reciting.

One is not good at talking, and the other has serious communication barriers. The fans who watched couldn't bear it, and said one after another, "Don't torture our sugar balls, they are almost melting under the sun!"

"It's just so pitiful, the film crew is inhumane, and they clearly know that he is not good at this!"

"Please let go!"

There are still tasks to be done when we enter the park, so we really can't delay for too long, Wen Tang gritted his teeth, rushed to the ticket office, stumbled about halfway through the recitation with his eyes closed, and then couldn't remember what happened next.

The conductor liked her quite a bit, but the regulations were there, and there was nothing he could do to help her, "I'm sorry, this is unqualified."

Wen Tang was about to cry, really.

To be honest, this is the first time that she has become a drag on others since she traveled here. The feeling of watching herself become a drag is really indescribably uncomfortable.

Her brain was working like never before, her eyes were staring pitifully at the ticket on the conductor's table, trying to die, "Well, then I recited half of it, half the ticket is okay?"

A fan next to him helped to boo, "That's right, you see our candy balls are getting popular, give me half the ticket!"

"Yes, yes, the money I saved was used to buy her sunscreen!"

Embarrassed by Wen Tang's big-eyed offensive, the bewildered conductor shook his head cruelly after glancing at the camera director, "I'm sorry, we have a system."

Wen Tang sniffled, turned his head to look at Gu Su and Qin Lou, and whispered particularly guilty, "I'm sorry."

(End of this chapter)