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Chapter 103 No, No, I Mean, You Are Like Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles

"Your patience... is almost number one among the people I've met."

The old squad leader expressed emotion, this patience is really too strong, it was obviously shaky from the very beginning, but it was so shaky all afternoon that it didn't fall down.

"Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles are not as tolerant as you."

Zheng Ling: ...

It's nice to be recognized by a cute person, and it's also nice to be praised, but bro, what are you talking about?

Zheng Ling is also a half-appearance association, she pointed to her face with a look of disbelief, "You think I look like a turtle?"

Obviously, the squad leader didn't mean that, but it seemed that the words came out of his mouth, and it meant that again.

He was at a loss for words, and then involuntarily looked at Zheng Ling's face.

Ah, he enlisted in the army when he was young, and he didn't know the sentiments of the world. He rarely looked at a person's face.

He also doesn't know what is beauty and what is ugliness, in his opinion, they are all the same.

But at this moment, he saw the self-confidence flying on Zheng Ling's face, saw her lustrous face due to hard work and persistence, and saw the slight rosy color, and he suddenly realized that girls are really different from boys.

After realizing what he was thinking, he quickly missed his face, and the tips of his ears were slightly red, "No, I'm sorry."

"I mean, you can bear it, you're very patient."

He didn't intend to make things difficult either. After hearing the squad leader's explanation, Zheng Ling didn't ask any more questions, and responded, "My best thing is indeed patience."

"This quality is very valuable, but..." The squad leader originally wanted to say that if the stamina is ok and the physical strength is also good, he is actually a good seedling to enter the camp, but after thinking about it, this is a variety show, so he didn't say any more.

"How do you say half of it?" He didn't want to say it, but Zheng Ling wanted to hear it, so he asked, "What do you want to say, instructor?"

"It's nothing. It's good to keep up with the training. After returning home, I have to work diligently to clean up the housework." The instructor said seriously, "You have to learn how to fold the quilt."

"..."

Zheng Ling, who had passed the stage of curiosity about making quilts and who really didn't know how to make quilts, shut up.

It was past six o'clock, and the wind was blowing, and the squad leader and Zheng Ling both left.

The squad leader went back to the camp on the other side, and Zheng Ling went back to the girls' dormitory.

And the director team, holding rib soup, sat in twos and threes in the editing room to work overtime.

Tong Xiaoyue, as a 'full-time' agent with only one artist under her management, is also here.

Director Pangpang attacked her while drinking soup: "You really shouldn't appear in this kind of place. If you do, it's a proper unspoken rule!"

"Our show is going to be sprayed for adding scenes to your artist!"

"...Will you add it?" Tong Xiaoyue rolled her eyes.

Fatty looked upright, "How is it possible, I won't go through the back door."

"Then what are you afraid of?"

"Because there are indeed a lot of shots of your artists." Speaking of the shots, the main personnel of the show started discussing again. The wind was blowing, and they discussed very heatedly.

"The artist you recommended is really suitable for our program." The director looked at the edited data and said seriously, "Why didn't you send it earlier?"

"It's topical, and it can make trouble. Wen Neng opened his mouth to recruit hot spots, and Wu Neng's training surprised the instructor. Why didn't he send it earlier."

Talking about the training, Tong Xiaoyue was also shocked, "I didn't know she could resist the training at first."

"Then you know now."

(End of this chapter)