Reborn as a comedic artist

Chapter 86 Captain Teemo delivers the decisive blow

Holy crap...

Wang Shuo, who was watching the show, was now completely in awe of Gu Xiao.

The strategist truly lives up to his reputation!

If it doesn't make a sound, it's a blockbuster.

This blatant veiled criticism is absolutely brilliant.

Chen Yao froze, her body, which had been leaning forward, had to step back slightly to avoid the sweltering heat.

She squinted, her gaze passing over the steam, and met Gu Xiao's calm, expressionless eyes in mid-air.

Sparks flew everywhere.

Chen Yao chuckled, sat up straight, and casually brushed a stray hair behind her ear, exuding charm: "This young lady really knows how to talk. Fish is naturally fishy, ​​but as long as it's cooked well, that fishy smell becomes a kind of freshness. The problem is that some people can't even taste that fishy smell and can only stare blankly."

As she spoke, Chen Yao picked up the serving chopsticks, elegantly picked up a piece of fish, put it in her mouth and chewed it carefully, but her eyes never left Cheng Ming.

"Hmm, it tastes really good. Xiaoming, why don't you try some?"

She picked up a piece of fish belly meat and held it directly to Cheng Ming's mouth.

This time, not only Zhao Yufeng, but even Captain Timo, who was usually well-behaved and waiting for orders, couldn't sit still.

"that----"

Lin Yiyi suddenly stood up, holding a large pitcher of freshly squeezed watermelon juice in her hand, her rosy little face full of "innocence".

"Sister Chen, fish bones are easy to get stuck in your throat. Have some juice to soothe it first!"

After saying that, she didn't care whether Chen Yao agreed or not, and directly slammed the pitcher of juice in front of Chen Yao.

The movements were large and the force was fierce.

A full jug of red watermelon juice swayed, splashing a few drops onto Chen Yao's smooth hand.

Slimy.

Chen Yao frowned almost imperceptibly.

"Oh dear! I'm so sorry!"

Lin Yiyi exclaimed in surprise and hurriedly grabbed a napkin from the table to wipe Chen Yao's face.

But this little brat wasn't wiping her hands at all.

She took a tissue and started wiping haphazardly, seemingly clumsy, but actually with a hidden trick in mind, directly pressing Chen Yao's hand, which was about to feed Cheng Ming, back down.

"I'm clumsy, please don't mind, Sister Chen."

Lin Yiyi blinked her big eyes, looking like she was about to cry, making it impossible for anyone to be angry with her.

The seemingly unremarkable Captain Teemo, with a mushroom and a blinding effect, secured the victory.

They managed to win the final victory through sheer force of will.

At this point, Lao Zhang finally sensed that something was off.

He touched his bald head, looked at Zhao Yufeng with a murderous look on his left, then at Chen Yao with a smile that hid a knife on her right, and finally turned his gaze to Lin Yiyi, who was frantically wiping the table.

"Um—everyone, eat your food, eat your food, it won't taste good if it gets cold."

Old Zhang chuckled and smoothed things over, standing up and picking up a piece of braised pork to put in Cheng Ming's bowl: "Brother Cheng, eat more and nourish your body."

Cheng Ming looked at the greasy braised pork in his bowl, and then, feeling the foot under the table that had temporarily retreated but was still eyeing him menacingly, he took a deep breath.

"Brother Zhang, Sister Chen, everyone."

Cheng Ming picked up his wine glass, stood up, and Sigma Man took things too seriously.

"Thanks to Brother Zhang for organizing this meal, and also thanks to Sister Chen for coming. I'm a little tipsy right now and my words aren't quite right, so I won't say anything more, it's all in the wine."

After saying that, he tilted his head back and drank the wine in his glass in one gulp.

This gesture both gave Lao Zhang face and subtly prevented Chen Yao from stealing the tower a second time.

Chen Yao looked at Cheng Ming, a hint of amusement flashing in her eyes.

The more you struggle, the more interesting it becomes.

This unique, ascetic style is what evokes the strongest desire for conquest.

"Xiao Ming, you're too kind."

Chen Yao gracefully wiped the juice stains off her hands, not annoyed at all, but instead smiled even more brightly: "Now that we've had drinks and food, shouldn't we go somewhere else?"

Change venues?

The chopsticks in Zhao Yufeng's hand snapped with a "crack".

Is this still not over?

"I think the night view of the Bund is quite nice, how about we take a walk along the river?"

Chen Yao didn't give them a chance to refuse and looked directly at Lao Zhang: "Brother Zhang, what do you think? It's rare for Xiao Ming to come all the way to Shanghai. He can't just have a meal and then go back to sleep, can he? It's such a waste of the long night."

Upon hearing this, Old Zhang's eyes lit up. Great, the rest of the project can be skipped.

"Yes, yes, yes! Host Chen is right! Young people have so much energy, it's only a few o'clock! Come on, let's go to the riverbank for a breeze!"

With a wave of his hand, Lao Zhang initiated a new matchmaking process.

About ten minutes later.

The group walked out of the restaurant.

In July, the nights in Shanghai were not as cool as I had imagined.

The river breeze, carrying humid and hot air, rushed towards us, making us feel inexplicably hot.

The Bund was bustling with people and shimmering with neon lights.

As if she had planned it all along, Chen Yao naturally walked to Cheng Ming's side as soon as she stepped out the door.

"Watch out for the steps."

She reached out and gently supported Cheng Ming's arm.

Their movements were as natural as those of a couple who had been in love for many years.

Just as Zhao Yufeng was about to rush forward, Gu Xiao grabbed him.

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Gu Xiaochong shook her head and gestured to her surroundings with her eyes.

The area around us was full of tourists taking pictures with their phones.

Cheng Ming is currently a hot topic on social media. If Zhao Yufeng were to rush up and get into a physical altercation with Chen Yao in the street right now, tomorrow's headline would definitely be "Shu Yin Talented Scholar Trapped in Multiple Love Triangles, Engaging in a Brawl in the Street".

This is a devastating blow to Cheng Ming's reputation.

Although Zhao Yufeng was fierce, he wasn't stupid. He reacted instantly and could only grit his teeth in resentment as he watched helplessly as the vixen clung to Cheng Ming.

"Xiao Ming, look at that cruise ship over there..."

'

Chen Yao pointed to a luxury cruise ship slowly passing by on the river, her body almost leaning against Cheng Ming. The scent of her perfume fermented in the sultry night wind, becoming even more intense and intoxicating.

"The bar up there is very famous, would you like to go up and have a seat?"

She breathed softly into Cheng Ming's ear: "There are no outsiders there, we can—have a deeper conversation."

She emphasized the words "in-depth communication" with both extreme lightness and intensity.

"Ahem, Sister Chen."

Cheng Ming moved a step to the side without making a sound, pointing righteously at the Aurora screen on the opposite bank of the river.

"Cruise ships are out of the question. As a northerner, I get seasick easily. Besides, look at the slogan on that big screen—'Civilized tourism is everyone's responsibility.' We're public figures, so it's better to stay here, enjoy the breeze, and cultivate our character."

puff.

Wang Shuo, who was following behind, couldn't help but burst out laughing.

What kind of civilized tourism is this?!

My godfather's ability to lie through his teeth is becoming more and more refined.

Chen Yao was also taken aback, then burst into laughter.

The magnificent sight on her chest shimmered so brightly under the streetlights that it made one dizzy.

"You're as humorous as ever."

She wasn't annoyed by the rejection; instead, her gaze became even more intense.

These slippery loaches are more fun to catch.

Just then, Gu Xiao, who had been silent all along, suddenly walked up.

The silver stilettos she wore tonight made a crisp "clack-clack" sound as they clicked on the cobblestones.

"Miss Chen."

Gu Xiao stood between Chen Yao and Cheng Ming, her collarbone, revealed by her off-the-shoulder top, gleaming like cold jade in the night.

"It's getting late. We need to catch an early flight back to Chengdu tomorrow. There's a lot going on at the company's initial setup."

Gu Xiao raised her wrist, glanced at the exquisite women's watch, and said in an unquestionable tone, "As the leader, Cheng Ming must maintain his form. Let's call it a day for tonight."

This is a direct order to leave.

Moreover, they brought out the two mountains of "company" and "work," leaving no room for rebuttal.

Chen Yao looked at Gu Xiao's icy face, and the smile on her lips gradually faded.

She could tell that this short-haired girl was the most difficult of the three girls to deal with.

Zhao Yufeng is a typical big-breasted, brainless woman who explodes at the slightest provocation.

That naive and innocent girl is just a smokescreen; she'll only cause trouble.

But this one is a cold knife.

Every cut draws blood.

"Since you've put it that way—"

Chen Yao shrugged, turned to look at Cheng Ming, took out his phone, and after Cheng Ming unlocked it, she made a call to her own phone.

After finishing, he leaned closer to Cheng Ming and said in a voice only the two of them could hear, "You're welcome to bother me anytime, no matter how late it is, I'm always awake..."

After speaking, she took a step back, waved to the crowd, and smiled brightly and alluringly.

"Goodnight everyone, thanks Zhang Ge!"

Turn around, twist your waist, and sway your hips.

That silhouette, swaying gracefully.

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