The National Male God is a Girl: BOSS Fancy Pet

"I just went to make up for "Shawshank", tsk tsk, my Xidian's acting skills are invincible!"

"It's like breaking out of my own prison, it's exciting!"

"Acting skills or something, 6666666!"

"But this Xia Xi has never acted?? Where did she get her acting skills??"

"Did you tell her the exam questions beforehand?"

"Aren't many programs pre-recorded now?"

"Oh, he has a great background again. It's good to have a good father!"

In the barrage area, malicious comments appeared.

"Fuck you upstairs, are you blind? Is that Lu Yan's name better than my Xidian's performance?? Is she also leaking questions?? Heizi fuck me! Is it sick!"

"My father in Xidian has something to do with you. If you have the ability, your mother will remarry!"

A barrage popped up, and Xia smiled.

"Does this mean I'm going to catch fire?"

Zhan Yu took the notebook calmly.

Fang Cai's acting training has ended, and Zhan Yu took the time to take Xia Xi to a place where no one was there to show her these malicious barrages.

But Xia Xi has always been very calm, which makes Zhan Yu feel depressed about eating radish and worrying about it.

"Go down and eat."

Zhan Yu turned his head, the collar of his shirt was slightly messy.

"A little crooked."

Xia Xi subconsciously adjusted.

The warm palm was pressed against the skin of the neck, and the faint aroma seemed to shroud his nose. Zhan Yu froze for a moment. When he came back to his senses, the man had already walked to the door and smiled at him.

"Don't worry, my psychological quality is super strong!"

The sweet smile and soft voice made Zhan Yu lose his mind.

Did Xiaoxi see that he was worried about her?

Zhan Yu rubbed his chin subconsciously, and his neck that had lost its temperature felt a little cooler, but Xia Xi's words made him warm again.

In the lobby on the first floor, the rice is fragrant.

The two chefs stood behind the cupboard, smilingly looking at the entertainers who came to eat.

"Wow! Dinner!"

Ling Haotian rushed over.

"This is dinner for the last two."

The chef handed over a packet of cereal.

Ling Haotian: ...

Cry, is it really cereal? ?

"What is the order??"

"Here, your order!"

A white porridge, a sheet of steamed bread, and a small pickle.

"Order? Are you sure this is dinner??"

Du Weichen is going crazy. Is it better to eat breakfast than this one with oil and water? ?

"666, is this a set meal??"

Because of the live broadcast, many people in the barrage area burst out laughing.

"It doesn't seem to be any better than oatmeal, laugh and cry!"

"Oatmeal isn't even a meal, right? It's breakfast anyway!"

"Pfft, I suddenly want to know what the top two meals are!"

"+1"

Fans are staring at the computer more and more seriously.

Xia Xi glanced at the white porridge and pickles silently, and looked at the two chefs: "Then we..."

"Oh, this is the menu, the first two are optional."

"Whatever?!!"

“There is also a menu!!”

Du Weichen and Ling Haotian were about to cry.

If I had known that the gap between the front and the back was so big, I would have to perform well even if I tried hard! !

"Tsk, let me see!"

Ling Haotian pulled over the menu jealously, and the moment the camera zoomed in, fans felt that their attention was sucked too.

What are the top two menus? ?

Super curious there are wood there!

Ling Haotian widened his eyes, but after just one glance, he screamed, covering his eyes and staggering back.

The "Sorrowful" sonata sounded immediately outside the venue, which is a perfect portrayal of Ling Haotian's current mood.

"What's wrong, Haotian? What dishes have you seen?!"

Du Weichen asked anxiously, what kind of dish can beat Ling Haotian like this?