"Yan Xianjue, is this the Guangzi who picked up the Lamborghini?"
"I don't think so."
"Not all of them are his. Didn't Lei Xuan say one of them is his?"
"Is there any difference? Is there a big difference between having four Lamborghinis and having five Lamborghinis?"
"Why are everyone talking about cars? Doesn't anyone find it funny how they're all squatting in a row fishing for squid?"
"I want to say the same thing. I really want to stand behind them and kick each of them into the sea."
"No, my friend upstairs, your idea is very dangerous."
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"I caught it!" Lei Xuan stood up and chattered, looking excited.
Don’t ask him why a variety show PD wants to be among the guests.
Their variety show is so casual, and it focuses on a sense of relaxation.
Facing Lei Xuan was Yan Xianjue, who had an expression that looked a bit doubtful about life.
"Aren't squids considered fish?"
"Maybe it's just that the time is too short?" said Shen Fangli, who was squatting next to him.
"Come to think of it, it seems that there were only fish in your fishing net yesterday, no crabs or shrimps."
As she spoke, she began to feel something was wrong: "Is it possible that you can only catch fish?"
"Impossible." Yan Xianjue denied it firmly.
"Squeak."
“Puff.”
“Hahahahahahaha.”
Yan Xianjue and Shen Fangli turned around when they heard the voice.
Just then, Lei Xuan, who was walking around showing off the squid, had his face sprayed with ink.
"Hahaha."
"ha."
The two of them also laughed harmlessly.
Well…at least Shen Fangli really didn’t harbor any ill intentions.
As for Yan Xianjue, that single syllable represents everything.
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