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"Have you ever eaten here?" Tang Gu stared at the screen and complained bluntly, "Is it generally delicious? You're just not lucky. The owner of this restaurant is too lazy to use oil, and cooking depends on the weather and my mood. You'll know when you try it."
The barrage of comments kept repeating “sad music”, “sad music”, and “sad music” to express their protest.
Tang Gu picked up another chocolate Danny and took a bite. The commentary urged him to try the coffee next to it, and Tang Gu readily complied. "This is civet coffee. You know civet coffee, right? Authentic stuff, flown in from Indonesia."
He took a sip, and a few wrinkles appeared on his chubby face. He was in a daze for a moment and was about to comment, but he saw that the barrage of comments that had just been discussing the food and complaining about himself suddenly changed to:
"Sugar, sugar, sugar, turn your camera around!"
"Miss Shen Yan's popularity is short-lived. Am I seeing things wrongly or am I seeing things wrongly?"
"That's right, upstairs."
"Please turn the camera, Tangtang. We don't want to see the food, we want to see the young lady."
“…”
Tang Gu turned around blankly, only to see a tall, thin girl staring at her screen. Her big eyes were blinking like stars in the sky, full of curiosity.
The two of them were not far from each other. The little girl had fair and delicate skin, no pores and no blemishes, and her facial features were extremely delicate and beautiful. She was truly... a divine face.
Tang Gu, who had only ever been interested in delicious food, couldn't help but curse, "Fuck!"
Jiang Xi had long been stunned by the ding-dong-dong notification sounds in his head. Xiao Qian was thinking in circles: [Host, come on, it's almost 500.]
Just a moment?
She was a little confused.
[As long as there is a preliminary favorable impression towards the host, it can be accumulated, without the need for personal contact. Of course, if the favorable impression is converted to unfavorable, it will be erased accordingly, and one day will be deducted.]
【More deductions?】
【Host, come on. 】
The bodhi heart grass in the palm of her hand rubbed her softly.
Jiang Xi curled his lips helplessly. Perhaps because of his recent popularity, Puxincao became more and more lively. Compared to the sharp-tongued and cold Xiaoqian, Axin was obviously more likable.
"Who are you……"
Tang Gu noticed the shop uniform she was wearing. Lu Yuan was an old acquaintance of his, so he was the first to greet her: "Teacher Tang, this is our new store clerk, Jiang Xi."
Jiang Xi curled her eyes and said sweetly, "Hello, Teacher Tang."
The barrage of comments had changed, with planes, rockets, and diamonds flying up in the air. Tang Gu stole a glimpse and scolded with a smile, "You bastards!" Normally, he was too lazy to move when watching his food broadcast, but today he threw himself into it just to see the beauty.
After each plane, there was a message: "Please let us see the little sister!"
"Please look at the young lady +1."
"Please look at the young lady +."
Tang Gu always stood tall in front of delicious food, but he had no principles in other aspects. After a while, he was bent over by the bombardment of planes and cannons, and made an invitation to Jiang Xi:
"Jiang Xi, my fans strongly request that you leave the country, is that okay?"
"Xiaoxi, go and bring honor to our coffee shop." Manager Cheng came out from the kitchen, wearing a chef's hat on his head. He handed a plate of milk cake to Tang Gu with one hand and winked at him.
"Teacher Tang, our Xixi has earned so much money for you today, so shouldn't you promote it vigorously?"
Mr. Tang, who was young but already had a big belly, rolled his eyes and said, "Apart from delicious food, this blogger doesn't accept any bribes."
Is Jiang Xi willing?
Of course I am willing.
She resisted contact with men, but not these invisible and intangible sights. At most, she felt a little uncomfortable psychologically, but compared with that, the influx of a large amount of favorability points and the extension of her life were what she cared about most.
She raised her hand and said hello: "Hello everyone, I'm Jiang Xi from the coffee shop."
Tang Gu has never liked to use beauty filters. He is a breath of fresh air among those bloggers who love food. He doesn't rely on his looks to make a living. He is just a fat guy who attracts fans purely by his honesty and sharp tongue.
This time is no exception.
But Jiang Xi's face managed to withstand the 360-degree capture of the high-definition camera. Her fair skin, big eyes, and big chestnut-haired waves contrasted with the ubiquitous lights of the coffee shop. She looked warm and well-behaved, and one look at her made people feel comfortable in their hearts.
This is a very recognizable face.
Planes, cannons, and rockets are available for free.
"You can stand Old Tang's self-deprecation, little sister..."
Most of the food-loving fans are not short of money and pursue a high quality of life. They give gifts only because they rarely see a beauty among the unkempt food broadcasters, and their adrenaline surges. As for whether they have any desire for Jiang Xi, that's not the case.
Even if there is, it's just a few teasing words.
Jiang Xi listened to the tinkling music in his mind, his eyes narrowed into a pair of crescents.
"Sing a song, little sister."
She noticed this and said stiffly, "I can't sing."
"Is the young lady also doing a live broadcast?"
Jiang Xi shook his head: "There is no live broadcast."
"Hurry up and open one! We're tired of Tangtang's round face. It would be better to have a beautiful woman to look at every day."
Jiang Xi was speechless: It seems that the fans of "Teacher Tang" have also inherited his usual foodie style.
"Just looking at this face of mine, I could eat ten pancakes in one sitting!"
Jiang Xi: “…”
It's amazing.
Tang Gu, who was eating and watching nearby, noticed that the little girl had a problem with "dying early on in conversation." She was naturally prone to being a dullard, and her conversation was completely awkward. He couldn't stand it any longer: "Kids, stop teasing this little sister. Let me, Old Tang, continue the conversation?!"
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