Zhong Xue came to find the hotel.

Because it was already past two o'clock in the afternoon, many restaurants were closing for the day. I looked around but couldn't find any place to eat.

Zhong Xue also got angry.

Sitting in the car again, she angrily said, "I'm so angry. It's all your fault. You made me hungry now."

Tang Xiaobao was embarrassed and asked carefully, "How about going back to school to have a bowl of instant noodles?"

"Why don't you say you want me to go back with you so you can cook for me?" Zhong Xue stared at him.

Tang Xiaobao didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Forget it, it's still far away. Besides, after I have dinner with you, I have a date later."

"Male or female?"

"Of course it's a man."

"I don't believe it."

"Does Fang Cheng know about this? I have something to discuss with the director of The Voice of China."

"real?"

Tang Xiaobao was anxious: "Really."

"Okay, drive a little further and I'll find one last place. If this one still doesn't have food, I'll go back. I'll even take a taxi myself, so you don't need to drive me there."

"good."

Found another restaurant.

Zhong Xue went downstairs, and Tang Xiaobao watched from the car.

I saw a chef in his thirties resting at the door of the store with a cigarette in his mouth. You could tell at a glance that he had a bad temper.

Unexpectedly, when Zhong Xue went over and said a few words, the chef suddenly jumped up, looked in Tang Xiaobao's direction, and nodded repeatedly.

Zhong Xue is back...

"Get off the bus, there's food to eat."

Tang Xiaobao parked the car, got out, and asked, "You still have dinner so late?"

“No, but they can cook again.”

"Oh, no way, the service in stores nowadays is so good? They really put customers first?" Tang Xiaobao said with a smile.

Zhong Xue said with a grin, "No, that guy is hard to talk to. He has conditions."

"What conditions?"

"You'll have to sign his autograph and take pictures with the guys in the store."

sweat……

Tang Xiaobao could no longer laugh.

He finally understood that after all the fuss, he was betrayed by Zhong Xue.

It’s just a meal, is it necessary to be like this?

Seeing that he was unhappy, Zhong Xue comforted him, "Don't be depressed. Doesn't this prove that you're popular? Look, you'll find fans in every store you pick."

"Thinking about it this way, it seems to make sense." Tang Xiaobao sighed: "Let's go and eat."

As soon as they entered the store, several waiters came up to greet them, looking at them with shining eyes. "Ah, Tang Xiaobao, I'm your fan."

"Me too, me too."

"My son is a fan of yours."

"Hey, why are you swearing?"

"My son is his fan, why is he cursing? Come on, Tang Xiaobao, I'll take you to the box."

"No, I'll be the one serving you today, you all should take a break, it's break time now."

"Aren't you usually the laziest? Why are you so diligent today?"

…

The two were welcomed into a private room, and a waiter quickly asked them to order food with a sweet smile.

Zhong Xue didn't go overboard and just ordered two dishes and a soup.

While the food was being cooked in the kitchen, a group of waiters came in, took photos with Tang Xiaobao, and asked for his autograph.

One waiter was even generous enough to pay for the bill in advance.

Tang Xiaobao was also at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

After the waiters had signed autographs and taken photos, two chefs from the kitchen came over with two dishes in their hands.

The man at the door just now put the dishes on the table and said with a smile: "These are two free dishes. They are both my specialties. Please try them."

Tang Xiaobao had already eaten, but he still took a bite and praised: "Mm, not bad, thank you."

"You're welcome."

"Don't you want autographs?"

"Yes."

"Come on, let me sign for you."

Anyway, that's what happened. Tang Xiaobao thought of sending them out first to avoid having someone standing aside and making it awkward to eat.

But what he never expected was that the chef didn't want his signature.

"I won't need your signature."

puff.

Tang Xiaobao looked confused.

The chef pointed at Zhong Xue and said with a smile, "I want her photo and autograph."

Tang Xiaobao had a black line on his forehead.

Zhong Xue also looked up in surprise: "What did you say? You want my autograph?"

"Yes, I am your fan. I thought you looked familiar just now. I didn't expect you to be Xiaoxue." The chef was actually a little shy.

Tang Xiaobao was ashamed...

After all this time, he turned out to be a fan of Zhong Xue?

Zhong Xue was also embarrassed...

After all this time, she already has fans?

Isn’t this luck too good?

No matter what, Zhong Xue was still very happy.

She had just made her debut. Although she had been in the news a few times and her photos were recently on some promotional posters of "Xia Qing", she never thought that she actually had fans and met them under such circumstances.

Fate...

She met the other party's request, but only asked for an autograph; she did not agree to take a photo.

The two chefs left satisfied, not overdoing it.

After immediately locking the box, Zhong Xue returned and sat down, shaking her head: "What's wrong with this world? This is crazy!"

Tang Xiaobao was amused and burst out laughing.

"What are you laughing at?!" Zhong Xue glared at him.

Tang Xiaobao said, "Okay, I won't laugh."

"You don't want to eat?"

"I'm not very hungry, and I have to treat someone to dinner later."

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