NOVEL SIMPLE Chapter 107
Chapter 107 Appears! Ape Man Tarzan! (Kneeling And Begging To Subscribe!)
The high school girl just finished speaking.
The photographer’s face turned red.
Lived more than thirty years.
never so lost…
Well, there are more embarrassing ones than that.
thought here.
He calmed down again.
“Back what back! No way!”
The photographer vowed to save his face.
Although the egg slipped out.
But it doesn’t affect making cold noodles, right?
“It was a mistake just now, you wait, I will make you a new one!
The photographer took a shovel and wiped it a few times.
He did not believe in evil and tried again.
Toss again for a long time.
The photographer wiped the sweat from his forehead.
“Forget it, I’ll give you the money back…”
He finally chose to give up.
The photographer blushed: “If you don’t dislike it, these two failed products will also be given to you.”
soon.
High school girl holding a gift of ‘Grilled Cold Noodles’
I left the scene with mixed feelings.
The live audience burst into laughter.
[Photographer: Nothing is harder than my mouth. 】
【What is hard, I like hard, I touch it first!】
[Quickly kidnapped upstairs! This is a public place! 】
[Female high school student: I will really thank you. 】
[You have to frown when you feed a dog. 】
【What are the high school girls holding? Let’s be the first to rule out the cold noodles!】
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With the departure of the female high school students.
Su Ming and the photographer looked at each other.
They were silent to each other.
Although it has just opened.
but……
Su Ming looked down at the ground.
An egg lay quietly.
“Deduct from your share. Years
He spoke slowly and firmly.
The photographer opened his mouth.
Finally chose to accept.
“Then what’s next?
“practice!”
Su Ming gave an order.
After half an hour.
The photographer was carrying a dozen servings of cold noodles.
Eat shivering.
And Su Ming looked at the last serving, which was the only finished product.
Finally showed a satisfied smile.
“Come on! I’ll take a look around.
There is more than one school nearby.
In addition to the high school girl, there may be other people who will buy it.
Not far.
Su Ming suddenly heard a voice.
“Is this really bought from a stall that bakes cold noodles?”
“I didn’t buy it, I gave it as a gift, but it was very unpalatable!
“I taste it, vomit~”
Su Ming saw that the female high school student just now was shouting at her friend.
“I didn’t make any money, but I lost a lot. I can’t go on like this. I’ll do it myself. 55
Su Ming muttered to himself.
Obviously, the photographer was not the one who made the cold noodles.
So, the roles are reversed.
It was the photographer’s turn to solicit guests.
soon.
The aroma was overflowing, and many passersby were attracted.
But at a critical moment, the photographer dropped the chain.
He put that pacing back and forth, wandering back and forth.
Mouth opened and closed.
Just don’t dare to call people to buy cold noodles.
Su Ming had a smile on his face.
Heart was silenced.
about to speak out.
At this time.
An aunt came over first: “My little one is very skilled at making cold noodles!
She asked for one with two eggs.
Su Ming’s movements are particularly neat.
While making it, I chatted with my aunt: “Auntie, this is what I learned yesterday, and I made the first order for my aunt today.”
Can you eat for yourself?
Certainly not.
Start with the steaming hot grilled cold noodles.
The aunt smiled and gave the money.
Su Ming looked at the cash thrown into the small plastic bucket.
It reinforces the idea that the photographer is a waste.
slowly.
Business is finally picking up.
Seeing more and more money in the small plastic bucket.
Su Ming hasn’t waited to be happy.
suddenly.
He saw several figures in uniforms.
“City management!
Su Ming exclaimed: “The wind is screaming!
heard.
The photographer immediately ran over to help pack things up.
“But my cold noodles are not finished yet!
shouted a customer who had just paid and had not received the item.
But Su Ming can’t control that much anymore: “I’ll pay you next time! 99
talking room.
The two started to retreat in a hurry.
Wait until the city guard arrives.
Except for a few customers who were standing still and eating cold noodles.
Su Ming and the photographer have long since disappeared!
The audience was overjoyed.
[Why do I feel that Su Ming is very skilled at hiding from the city officials. 】
【I really wonder what kind of parents can raise such a child! 】
[If my skin monkeys can catch up to half of Su Ming’s, then I’ll be content. 】
[Awake upstairs, the genes of fools will be inherited. (dog head)]
[Hahahahaha! I watched the process for so long, and I seem to have learned it. 】
[Be quiet, be careful Su Ming asks you for training fees. 】
【 Su Ming: This is another price. 】
The two returned to the hotel out of breath.
Take a break.
Su Ming pondered for a while about the clothing materials for tomorrow’s game.
The photographer packed up the snack cart.
“This snack cart should not be allowed into the hotel, right?
He was a little worried.
Su Ming raised his hand and licked his ears: “What are you afraid of? Everyone has come in.”
“makes sense.”
The photographer said no more.
His scrubbing of the snack cart became a lot rougher.
the other side.
Su Ming raised his hand and swished a few times.
Drawing designs on paper.
His brows furrowed.
His expression was solemn.
Painted for half a day.
He beckoned the photographer to come and take a look.
The photographer leaned over curiously.
What appeared in front of him was a few clumps of unidentified objects.
Is this art?
Although he didn’t understand it, he was in awe.
Was going to blow two rainbow farts.
unexpectedly.
Su Ming rubbed it, rubbed it, and threw the paper into the trash can.
“Failed.
Although he has the skills of making clothes, he has no painting skills!
It’s like going to the battlefield without a gun.
How can this be good?
Su Ming thought about it.
That’s it.
At the end of the competition, contestants will be required to appear in their own clothes.
That being the case.
Can’t you get a bonus based on your looks alone?
Think so.
Su Ming is full of confidence again.
Exactly at this time.
“buzz”
The photographer’s cell phone rang.
Take it out and take a look.
It was a WeChat message from Lin Miaomiao.
The photographer was immediately excited, and his mouth even exclaimed excitedly: “Oh oh oh oh oh oh-”
Su Ming: “Appeared! Ape-man Tarzan!
Live Room: “Pfft!!!
After getting excited.
The photographer showed Su Ming the phone.
I saw Lin Miaomiao sent a photo.
Above is a little boy about the same age as Su Ming.
It is followed by a voice.
Although this is just an ordinary voice.
The photographer’s hands trembled.
With a solemn face.
He even wanted to take a shower and change his clothes to meet this important time.
Then.
Su Ming is cheap.
Quickly click for him.
The photographer’s face fell instantly.
017 is like the first night of the wedding, the wife who hasn’t been through the door has been tried out in advance.
Su Ming seemed to hear the sound of something shattering.
But he didn’t care.
It can’t be the photographer’s heartbreak, can it?
Lin Miaomiao’s voice was only ten seconds.
The photographer listened to it over and over several times.
Lin Miaomiao: “this is my younger brother, who is the same age as you. He said that he would come to my house for dinner in a few days and show you his handmade excavator.”
now.
The audience in the live broadcast room was shocked.
【Eight years old, can do excavators? Ah this…】
【Are all children so evil now?】
[Su Ming can make cold noodles, and this younger brother can make excavators… My mood was a little complicated for a while. 】
[Damn little kids, give useless adults a way to survive! (Tears bursting)]
[I used to think that photographers were too useless, but looking back now, maybe everyone is a photographer. 】
【 Su Ming: Don’t you have to have hands? (Doubt)】
Be reasonable.
A man should play with excavators.
Su Ming is also interested.
“Okay, in a few days I’ll go to my sister to play with! Let’s see what kind of excavator it looks like.
In a word, the words are full of vitality.
It also has a kind of innocence that is unique to a child.
The word sister shouted out of his mouth, it was called an intimacy.
The photographer looked at the expressionless Su Ming.
Did this really come out of Su Ming’s mouth?
He was in a trance.
But okay.
The more people are hit, the more resistance they will definitely develop!
he!
Wang Ziyan!
This is how humans have evolved!
The photographer’s eyes are firm: “Come on, Ori! 35