Running Man: Female MC causing trouble? I don't take the pressure!

It was already 1:30 a.m. when I came out of the Xiyin Building.

For Song Yuqi, this time is not considered late, as she often works until 2 a.m. or even later.

"Have something to eat."

As soon as she got in the car, Xiao Hei handed Song Yuqi a bag of crispy rice.

"Oh! Thank you, Brother Xiao Hei."

Song Yuqi took the bag of crispy rice with delight; it was the extra-large version.

Song Yuqi especially loved eating this when she was in Korea.

Chen Mo, standing beside him, squinted slightly. "Xiao Hei, where's mine?"

"Um..." Xiao Hei turned around: "You can eat together."

Chen Mo: "............."

Xiao Hei, you've changed.

I've been sitting in the back for so long and haven't received your crispy rice.

"Come on, let's each have one."

Song Yuqi turned to the side, crossed one leg on the seat, and handed a bag of crispy rice from the bag to Chen Mo.

Chen Mo took it, opened it, and took a bite. The two of them were like children coming home from school, holding the crispy rice in both hands and munching on it bite by bite.

Even at 1 a.m., Chongqing was still bustling with activity, the streets were full of life, and all sorts of people were coming and going.

Song Yuqi stared intently at the scenery outside the window.

The car turned onto a commercial street, and Chen Mo and Song Yuqi got out of the car.

"Let's go get something to eat. Xiao Hei, what do you want to eat? We'll pack it for you."

"I'm fine with either."

"it is good."

Putting on hats and masks, Chen Mo and Song Yuqi plunged into the night market.

They were captivated by the aroma of late-night soy milk and sat on the outermost seats of the food stall, waiting for their food to be served.

We'll arrive at the filming location at 10 a.m. tomorrow. If we finish eating now, it will only be a little past 3 p.m. before we get back, which is plenty of time.

Not long after.

One after another, fragrant and hot snacks such as soy milk, steamed buns, and roasted sweet potato noodles were served.

Wow~~~~~

Song Yuqi couldn't wait to start eating, taking a sip of soy milk and a bite of steamed bun, feeling very satisfied.

Chen Mo's taste buds have taken on the shape of street food.

After eating too many street food snacks, he always felt that the so-called nutritious meals he used to eat were just swill.

Meow~ Meow~

Just then, a kitten came over whimpering and rubbed against Song Yuqi's legs.

Song Yuqi was drawn to the tingling sensation and looked down to find that it was actually a tabby cat.

"Oh dear! Kitten!"

She put down her chopsticks, made room for the kitten, and greeted it: "Sawasdee ka, oh no, meow meow."

"Sawasdee ka hahaha."

"Oh dear, my language system is messed up again."

Song Yuqi waved her hand, stopping Chen Mo from mocking her.

The cat wasn't scared at all and even meowed in response to Song Yuqi's greeting.

It tilted its head back, its eyes fixed on the food on the table, looking extremely hungry.

"Here, little cat, have some." Song Yuqi was very generous and placed a steamed bun in front of the cat.

The cat immediately nodded and started eating, its tail held high. After taking a couple of bites, it pounced forward and rubbed against Song Yuqi's ankle to express its gratitude, before turning back to continue eating the buns.

"It even thanked me! Oh, go ahead and eat, no need to thank me." Song Yuqi took out her phone to record the scene of the raccoon cat eating.

Chen Mo took out her phone to record the scene of the cat eating.

Just then, the food stall owner came out to serve the dishes. Seeing this, she laughed and said, "Oh, Sang Biao got to eat again."

"Sang Biao? Its name is Sang Biao?" Song Yuqi looked up in disbelief.

"That's right, its name is Sang Biao."

"This adorable cat is named Sang Biao, hahaha."

Song Yuqi looked at Chen Moxiao and shared this amazing fact with him.

"He might be a fierce fighter, hence the name 'Sang Biao' (丧彪)."

When Chen Mo saw it crawling around eating, its back was covered in muscular muscles, so he could understand why its name was Sangbiao.

Just as the two were engrossed in petting the cat, an elderly woman who looked to be in her fifties hurriedly passed by, clutching a leash in her hand.

She glanced over casually, then suddenly turned and walked over: "My steamed bun! My steamed bun!"

Upon closer inspection and discovering that it was a tabby cat, the old woman's excited expression turned to disappointment.

"It's not a steamed bun..."

Song Yuqi asked in confusion, "Auntie, what's wrong?"

"My kitten is missing. It's a black and white cat. Have you seen it?" the old woman said anxiously.

Chen Mo asked, "When was it lost?"

The old woman said, "Just now, he disappeared as soon as I turned my head."

"We didn't see it."

Song Yuqi shook her head and looked at Chen Mo: "Chen Mo, how about we help Auntie look for it?"

If it was just lost, the kitten shouldn't have gone too far.

Seeing the old woman's anxious look, Song Yuqi had the idea of ​​helping her.

"I've thought of a better way."

Chen Mo's eyes darted around, and his gaze fell on Sang Biao.

He took the leash from the old woman and then called out, "Meow-Aww. (Sang Biao)"

Sang Biao suddenly looked up, his pupils dilated, staring intently at Chen Mo.

"Meow?! (You can speak cat language?!)"

"Meow meow-ow".

Chen Mo let the steamed bun sniff its leash and then said, "Help me find it, and I'll reward you with a small can of fish."

Sang Biao paused for two seconds, then sniffed the leash of the steamed bun, turned around and ran out.

Song Yuqi, sitting opposite, was stunned: "Chen Mo, you sent Sang Biao to go find him???"

I've seen people looking for their cats, but I've never seen someone calling for their cat to find it.

Judging from Sang Biao's expression just now, it seems he really understood what Chen Mo said?!

"Why don't we try and see?" Chen Mo thought that since Sang Biao was a "regular customer" of this business district, he must be very familiar with the surrounding environment.

Maybe we can find the steamed bun by following the scent on the tether.

"Come on, Auntie, sit here and have something to eat first."

The old woman sat down, stunned. "Handsome young man, will this work?"

"It should be possible."

Chen Mo thought that if he couldn't find Sang Biao, he would ask Xiao Hei to help him look for him.

The all-powerful Little Black could easily find a kitten using his abilities.

Upon hearing this, the old woman also chose to believe Chen Mo. Besides, she had been searching all along and was both hungry and tired, so she needed to rest for a while.

Meow! Meow!

Five minutes later, a black and white cat came running towards them, its head in its hands.

Upon smelling its owner's scent, it quickly hid at the old woman's feet.

"Ah! My steamed bun!"

The old woman's expression changed drastically, and she excitedly picked up the cow-patterned cat.

To my surprise, it was bruised and swollen, with clear and aggrieved eyes.

"Oh dear, my steamed bun, what happened to you? Where did you go?"

Seeing the old woman tenderly holding the calico cat, Song Yuqi felt her understanding of the world had been refreshed.

"They really found it?????"

"Isn't that amazing?"

Song Yuqi was dumbfounded, never expecting that this trick would actually work!

Chen Mo looked at Sang Biao, who sat dignifiedly on the ground, licking his paws like a gangster boss who had completed a transaction.

"Everything's taken care of, but where's my canned food?"