Chapter 22: Cheating Hanhan to Eat Meat
"What are you doing?"
"You must be sick, the soup got all over my shoes!"
"Be careful, buddy, washing clothes here is very troublesome!"
A soup bowl containing beef noodles was shattered on the floor, food and soup splashed everywhere, and the long queue changed from a straight line to an arc.
"I'm sorry, beauty, I'll compensate you."
A polite boy wearing a Class 6 uniform and glasses kept bowing and apologizing to the people around him, and borrowed a broom and mop from the cafeteria staff to clean up, "Everyone, please be careful where you step. Don't step on broken bowls. hurt."
The roar just now sounded familiar.
Lin Zhixing stretched his neck and glanced at the front of the team. The person who clashed with the man in glasses was Zhang Long.
There is no suitable song...don't bother...
Lin Zhixing understood clearly that this bespectacled man in Class 6 uniform was probably on the verge of elimination, so he came to Zhang Long to ask for a comeback in the next episode.
Soon, the canteen returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.
Seeing more and more people coming to eat, Lin Zhixing said to Song Ge behind him: "Gege, don't wait in line with me here. Go get your chopsticks and find a table."
"good."
Song Ge nodded and left the long queue.
"Brother, why don't you wait in front of me? I'll eat more tonight so I won't be too hungry."
Lin Zhixing glanced at the short-haired male contestant in the third class in front of him who wanted him to jump in line, smiled and shook his head, "Thanks, no need, I'll be in line soon."
It's actually my wish to be in line right away. Although there are only three or four people in front of me, if there are contestants with high seat levels coming to eat, they can skip the queue and jump directly to the contestants with lower seat levels.
When it comes to memorizing ideas, even if there is only one person in front of them, they may not be able to wait for a long time. The contestants in Class 6 are often angry to death, but they can only endure it and curse the program team in their hearts.
However, there are also players who are more particular about it. Although their seats are of a higher level, they never jump in line and just line up in order.
Some contestants have very bad character, especially the eight boys from the Sunshine Youth League. They never queue up when there is no camera to record. The people behind them are unlucky, and eight of them are added at once.
But when the program team came to the canteen to shoot daily scenes, eight people stood directly at the back, which was called a high-spirited show.
What’s awesome is that their queuing video has become a hot search topic, and a group of female fans are boasting about it, saying that although their husbands are strong, they don’t bully others, and that this is called the coexistence of character and strength...
The contestants who participated in the show almost vomited after seeing this Weibo, but everyone who came to participate in the show signed a confidentiality agreement, and no one dared to post the video to expose it.
Through this small incident, many people have realized that the entertainment industry is really disgusting.
"Dude."
The short-haired man gave Lin Zhixing a thumbs up and praised: "You are so popular outside the court! I just took a look at Weibo. Do you know what you are called on Weibo?"
It’s so efficient. Just after changing clothes and changing dormitories, it’s trending on Weibo?
"What?"
Lin Zhixing shook his head and asked curiously.
The short-haired man chuckled, lowered his voice and said, "Middle-aged and elderly idols!"
"Haha, yes, it's a nickname given to us by our fans."
Lin Zhixing smiled and shook his head. It seems that Earth and Blue Star have similar tastes in music. Could it be that they cast the votes?
The short-haired man asked curiously: "You must be very valued by the chief director Ji Lei now. He didn't arrange for you to record anything?"
Lin Zhixing sighed and nodded, "I have to record a post-match interview video in the early morning. It's too annoying to keep up with the schedule. I'm already very tired after recording the show for more than two hours, and it's a waste of rest."
"It is indeed too extraordinary. Versailles is extraordinary. If you give me the camera, I would go there at three in the morning, haha!"
The short-haired man patted Lin Zhixing's arm. After laughing, he looked around and lowered his voice and said, "I've also heard about something. It's best for you to pay attention."
"What?"
Seeing that he was mysterious, Lin Zhixing put away his smile and put his ears over.
"I heard that Ji Lei has a criminal record."
"Oh"
"I know, brother, thanks for reminding me!"
Lin Zhixing felt calm after hearing this. It is an unspoken rule among directors in the entertainment industry that male makeup artists are curvy. It seems that anyone who watches short videos can know this.
This show didn't have a charming female director in her thirties, so the unspoken rules had nothing to do with me, and it didn't matter that Song Ge was inseparable from me.
"Stop chatting, there's a queue behind you, Sai, come and take the noodles away!"
"Hey, that's good."
Hearing the urging from the cafeteria aunt, the short-haired man took two steps and took the noodles away, "Brother, I went to have dinner with my partner. Let's talk again when we have a chance. I really like chatting with you."
"okay!"
Lin Zhixing waved goodbye, fearing that he would be cut in line, so he took two steps to the window and said, "Honey, please have two bowls, add more chili pepper to one bowl. I grew up in Yi'er Temple in Shudao Mountain, so I can eat spicy food better. "
Lin Zhixing is very familiar with Aunt Chuancheng at this window. Every time she comes to cook, she talks a few words. The advantage of being familiar with her is that her hands don't shake when cooking, and she occasionally gives her some extra meat and vegetables.
"Poverty! Is that enough?"
Aunt Kawacheng gave him a smile and poured a big spoonful of fried chili into it.
Fried chili is the soul of Pan Mian. Lin Zhixing couldn't get enough of it. Looking at the big spoonful of fried chili in the bowl, he was very satisfied and said, "That's enough, thank you, ma'am!"
"Hold it steady, be careful not to burn it!"
"Why!"
Carrying two bowls of beef noodles without beef, Lin Zhixing got out of the crowd and went straight to the table in the corner of the restaurant. He didn't even have to look. Every time he asked Song Ge to choose a table, he would definitely pick it here.
The advantage of sitting here is that it is quiet, but the disadvantage is that you have to walk two miles to wash the dishes.
"Here comes the hot noodles!"
Lin Zhixing put down the bowl and touched his ears. He sat down and took the chopsticks handed over by Song Ge. Just as he was about to start, he glanced at her who was tying her hair, then at the noodles in her bowl, and the corners of her mouth slowly raised.
No, I have to trick this fool into eating some meat.
Lin Zhixing didn't want to eat more meat, but he just liked to tease this fool. Thinking of this, he picked up the braised eggs in the bowl and asked with concern: "Pigeon, do you eat braised eggs?"
Song Ge's appetite was not that big and he could finish a bowl. He shook his head and said, "I won't eat it."
"Okay, if you don't want to eat, I will."
Lin Zhixing put the braised eggs back into the bowl with a wicked smile, and took away her braised eggs at the same time.
Song Ge's almond-shaped eyes widened in surprise. Looking at him with a smirk on his face, he understood everything. He clenched his little fists, picked up the chopsticks on the table, picked up the sausage, and imitated: "Zhixing, do you want to eat sausage?"
"I'll eat, thank you."
Lin Zhixing suppressed a smile and took away her sausage.
"Eh?"
Song Ge looked at the empty chopstick heads, his CPU burned out.
Lin Zhixing took a big bite of sausage and asked with a slurred smile: "Do you eat braised tofu skin and green vegetables?"
To eat or not to eat?
If you take it away again, there will be nothing left!
Song Ge looked anxiously at the chopsticks that were slowly coming towards him. He lowered his head and pointed it at his noodle bowl, "Bah, bah, bah, bah!"
He pushed it over and asked, "Do you still want to eat?"
Noodles with "Taiwan Oral Liquid" added?
Why is there a reward for this!
Lin Zhixing blinked and stretched out his chopsticks.