food idol

Chapter 335

In view of Qin Lou's almost hoarse voice, every sentence must be repeated twice to "vent", and almost every breath would sound like a beating drum, Wen Tang looked at him with eyes full of pity.

"Really, thank you for your hard work!" Wen Tang patted his shoulder with great pain, and sighed.

As a big man, a well-known popular idol, Qin Lou's eyes were tearing up unconsciously!
Those who saw it were sad and those who heard it shed tears. In Qin Lou's words, there were tears of blood and heartache.

The boy does not cry easily, but he has not yet reached the sad part.

He sniffed, looked at Wen Tang with two big bags of tears, and said with a disheveled face, "Skinny people who only eat but don't get fat are the most annoying! I don't want to talk to you today! Hmph!"

As soon as the words fell, an extremely loud grunt came from Qin Lou's stomach, and then Wen Tang couldn't restrain himself, burst out laughing...

Qin Lou suddenly became furious, and just about to speak, he heard Wang Ke who hurried down upstairs yelled, "What are you two doing again!"

Listen, what is this called!As if the two of them together would destroy the world.

However, Wen Tang's brain circuit has always been different, so she said very seriously, "Brother Wang, don't do this, I already have a family, and the influence is not good."

Wang Ke's face contorted for a while, then he looked up to the sky and sighed helplessly, "Tang, I beg you, for the time being, at least for the time being, don't irritate Qin Xiaolou anymore, you don't even know, he just a week ago I just gained 4 catties, 4 catties! The performance costumes prepared by the company are almost too much to wear, and it will be ruined if it goes on like this!"

Qin Lou, who had been exercising all day yesterday but only ate a handful of cat food, had already exhausted his remaining energy in the outbreak just now, and was squatting on the ground dying, but he still tried to maintain his pitiful dignity.

"Brother, you are really my dear brother. Didn't I lose 658g yesterday? So can I see a little meat today?"

Wang Ke directly patted him with the folder in his hand, "You still have the face to say, as an artist who gets fat from eating, what right do you have to eat meat? Rice porridge, do you like it or not!"

Qin Lou suddenly wailed, threw himself to the ground in despair, and hummed, "Dead, dead, strike!"

Everyone in Qihuang knew that Qin Lou was a real treasure, and now they secretly laughed when they saw it from a distance, and instead of coming over, they just made a detour.

Wang Ke looked like he had been trained. Without any hesitation, he immediately stuffed the folder under his arm, and dragged Qin Lou's legs aggressively towards the elevator, like dragging a dead dog. Yes, it's not soft at all.

As he walked, he nodded to Wen Tang with ease, with a particularly polite manner, "See you later."

Wen Tang sucked in a breath of cold air, then squatted down silently, barely keeping Qin Lou's head at the same level, and waved his hands silently.

Take care~!

So early in the morning of a certain day in February, Qin Lou's heart-piercing screams echoed in Qihuang hall, no, the whole building of Qihuang:
"Brother Wang, brother! Let go! I'll drink, can't I drink it?!"

"Give it up, someone is watching!"

"Ah, I will never steal it again! Help~!"

Gu Su has been very busy for the past few days, even if he returned to China, he would make at least one phone and video call every day to discuss movie matters with Hua Zhong.

In the beginning, he really didn't pay much attention to it, so the amount of investment was not particularly large, but as he got a deeper understanding of the film and the composition of the crew, Gu Su began to get serious.

(End of this chapter)