[I'll blanch, blanch! ! ! so hot! 】
[I am not exaggerating to say that these last two strokes can make my best friend lose her pants.]
【Ah ah ah ah ah ah sister is so handsome! 】
[Oh my god, this hand is so handsome that I fall in love]
[Hey, dear, this is the first time I’ve seen someone beat Liang Zai in a game, and it was a crushing game]
[This girl is pretty and can dance and shoot basketball. She’s so awesome! 】
[Ahhhhhhhh, I'm sorry Liang Zai, mommy will climb the wall for a while, don't worry, mommy still loves you in her heart]
The clip of Mu Qingli shooting was posted online soon, and soon it became a hot search topic.
She can dance hip-hop, play basketball, and is pretty. With several buffs stacked up, her number of fans will skyrocket.
Lu Guang paid attention to Mu Qingli's backstage, almost smiling.
Ever since Zaizai figured out how to break up with that scumbag, his career seemed to have failed.
Sure enough, there is no man in my heart, so I draw my sword to the God of Nature! !
While Lu Guang was happy, he observed that apart from some passers-by netizens who came to comment on Mu Qingli's Weibo, a large part of them came from fans of Mu Youdan, Lin Yixuan and Jiang Yiliang.
Many climb the wall.
This is normal in the industry, but there are also many negative comments, and they deliberately bring up old issues.
[Haha, no wonder low-quality artists are rushing to appear on variety shows. How long did it take for them to be cleansed? 】
[No one has forgotten that Mu Qingli pushed someone downstairs, refused to apologize, and insulted netizens and fans, right? Does the Internet have no memory? 】
[Some people climb the wall without looking at others. I feel ashamed that I have an idol like you.]
[Three views follow the five senses, internal entertainment is hopeless]
In the past, Lu Guang would have been very angry when he saw these comments, but now! He chuckled.
Controversy shows that it is popular, and fans breaking defenses shows that they are anxious.
"Come on Li Zai, fuck him! Get more of his girlfriend's fans." Lu Guang looked at the picture of Mu Qingli reflected on the screen and cheered from a distance.
…
Shooting is over, and then comes other games.
Fighting: Boxing Championship.
Singing: See who has the highest pitch and the most keys.
…
After playing all kinds of games, the day passed.
By the time they got the keys and went out, it was almost dark, and many shops on the street were closed.
The Carman Street consumer card was suddenly useless.
Mu Qingli: ...could the program team do this on purpose?
Fortunately, after searching for a long time, a convenience store was still open. Mu Qingli and the others went in and took a look around, but there wasn't much left.
Just some instant noodles, sausages, and dry bread were enough for their meal.
Mu Qingli once again suspected that the people in Carman Street couldn't afford it, or that the program team was deliberately causing trouble behind the scenes.
Mu Youwan felt uncomfortable because Mu Qingli won the consumer card, so she just took a bag of snacks. On the way back, she asked Mu Youdan in a low voice: "Brother, what do you want to eat tonight?"
Mu Youdan originally wanted to eat the bread bought from the convenience store, but turned around and saw Mu Youwan's pitiful face, and said dotingly: "Let's order takeout, I want to eat pizza."
"Okay." Mu Youwan was happy and looked at Mu Qingli involuntarily. What was she thinking?
Mu Qingli, who was in the front, curled her lips when she heard the discussion between their brothers and sisters, but pretended not to hear.
After returning, Mu Qingli asked the landlady to borrow the kitchen, cut up the sausages and briefly fried them, and cracked a poached egg.
The noodles are cooked in another pot, seasoning is put in, and soon the aroma fills the entire kitchen.
After scooping the noodles into a bowl and putting the side dishes on it, Mu Qingli curled her lips in satisfaction. She turned around and found Jiang Yiliang standing by the door with a longing look on his face.
"Want to eat?"
Jiang Yiliang nodded repeatedly. He didn't take instant noodles because he didn't like instant noodles and was too lazy to cook them, so he took some dry bread.
Convenient and filling.
But now when I smell the instant noodles cooked by Mu Qingli, the dry bread in my hand suddenly loses its aroma and makes my throat ache.
Mu Qingli: "Twenty yuan, I'll cook one for you."
"Really?" Jiang Yiliang's eyes lit up, and he immediately took out twenty dollars from his pocket and handed it to Mu Qingli without thinking.
"I just want this."
Mu Qingli:......
She moved her lips.
Jiang Yiliang quickly ran away holding the noodles, fearing that she would regret it.
Mu Qingli raised her forehead. What she wanted to say was twenty yuan. This person was very generous.
I relighted the fire and prepared to cook another pot. As soon as the fire was lit, a weak drama sounded.
"Green pear~ah~"
"Twenty, but I have no ingredients, you have to bring your own." Mu Qingli didn't even look back.
"I brought them." Li Ting'an jumped into the kitchen, put his portion of instant noodles, sausages and twenty dollars on the counter, smiling happily: "Please Qingli~"
Mu Qingli couldn't comment, "Wait a moment."
Li Ting'an: "No hurry, no rush, you can do your part first, I can wait."
After saying that, he didn't leave, and asked Mu Qingli if there was anything he needed help with?
"No, brother Ting'an, just go out and wait for me."
Hearing Mu Qingli call his brother, Li Tingan's expression softened, he said a sigh of relief, turned around and went out.
But he was not idle either. He wiped the dining room table, thought about it and went to the refrigerator to pour milk.
Jiang Yiliang was inhaling the strong wind, "It's so delicious. I have never eaten such delicious instant noodles."
Li Tingan looked forward to it even more and drank a glass of milk.
Not far away, Mu Youwan was nestling next to Mu Youdan. The two of them were looking at the takeout menu, and their stomachs growled when they smelled the aroma of instant noodles.
Mu Youdan raised his head and glanced at the kitchen, muttering dissatisfiedly: "She would rather cook for others than care about me. I'm really disappointed in her."
Lin Yixuan heard this and glanced at the kitchen, feeling very uncomfortable.
Soon, Mu Qingli's noodles came out of the pot, and Jiang Yiliang had already finished eating them.
She and Li Ting'an ate together, while Jiang Yiliang was playing with his mobile phone.
Mu Youwan and the three of them were sitting on the sofa in the living room, waiting for takeout.
This time they learned a lesson and ordered the ones that were close to each other, and even added a delivery tip to have them delivered as soon as possible.
But no matter how fast it is, it is still different from domestic takeout.
Mu Qingli went to wash up after eating, and waited for her to return to bed after taking a bath.
There are unread messages in the mobile app.
I clicked on it and saw that it was from Lin Yixuan. The text was full of resentment that had been held in for a day.
[Qingli, how can you forgive me?]
Mu Qingli squinted her eyes. Lin Yixuan probably saw her going to wash up, so he turned off his camera and came to question her.
The mobile phones provided by the program crew are to prevent low-ranking guests from taking the opportunity to interfere with traffic and cause trouble. However, it is impossible to have no contact at all during the recording.
So new phones and specially designed apps appeared.
Therefore, Lin Yixuan is not worried that the conversation between the two will be screenshotted and leaked, because apart from this mobile phone, they have no other device to contact the outside world.
The programs have been taken away.
A crazy smile appeared on Mu Qingli's lips. She thought it would take a few more days for Lin Yixuan to be stimulated enough to chat with her.
I didn't expect that...
But don't worry, these alone won't kill him.
So, she replied: [There is no need to forgive or not, we have broken up]
Lin Yixuan quickly replied: [I did not agree to break up]
Mu Qingli: [I don’t need to ask for your consent]
On the other end of the phone, Lin Yixuan was angrily circling the room. He was thinking about how to recover, but when his phone rang, there was a new message.
It was from Mu Youwan.
