Chapter 198: Vicious Endorsement, I Will Never Surrender

Ms. Yun looked at Xiao Zeyu and said, "Child, don't you think there is something wrong?"

"What?"

Xiao Zeyu looked around and couldn't find anything wrong.

I couldn't understand what grandma said at all.

Ms. Yun kicked Xiao Zeyu's leg under the table.

Xiao Zeyu did not respond.

Ms. Yun wondered: What's going on? Please make some noise.

Zhao Heyuan, who was sitting next to the table, had a broken expression on his face and silently moved his chair.

I thought there would be no such thing anymore.

In less than a minute, the leg stretched out again.

Zhao Heyuan had a dazed look on his face.

Ms. Yun persisted and repeated it several times.

Xiao Zeyu was talking to Qiu Manman.

Yunnu's fist was a little hard. If it wasn't because they were in front of the camera, she would have slapped him to show Xiao Zeyu a lesson.

Do you really think you can ignore your grandma just because you are on the show?!

With Xiao Zeyu's observation skills, he noticed that his grandmother's expression was not right, and he knew that she wanted him to leave.

Because I didn't want to leave, I just pretended not to see it.

Ms. Yun was ignored again.

This time, she lifted her foot and stepped down hard, with the sole of her shoe pressing hard on the instep.

Zhao Heyuan screamed, "Ah—my foot."

Ms. Yun was surprised: ????

Ms. Yun: “You…?” How could it be you?

Zhao Heyuan squatted down and rubbed his feet. His face turned pale when he was stepped on just now.

His scream attracted the attention of everyone in the audience.

[Decipher: Why does a puppy bark?]

[What happened to his foot?]

[Think outside the box, is there something going on under the table that we don’t know about?]

[Yes, it must be Xiao Zeyu's revenge on Zhao Heyuan.]

[Poor puppy.]

Qiu Manman put her hand on his shoulder, "What's wrong?"

"I feel like... someone is targeting me." Zhao Heyuan frowned.

It took a long time to finally recover.

Zhao Heyuan whispered in Qiu Manman's ear, "Come out for a moment, I have something to tell you."

"good."

In the open space in front of the door, Qiu Manman and Zhao Heyuan stood facing each other.

Zhao Heyuan spoke slowly, carefully considered his words, and said, "Teacher Liu's friend seems to have some opinions about me."

When Qiu Manman heard this, she was shocked and covered her mouth.

"You mean, the person who stepped on your foot just now was not Xiao Zeyu? But Ms. Yun?" Qiu Manman thought about it with her not-so-rich brain.

Still haven't figured out where the problem is.

Qiu Manman carefully asked, "Could it be that you made a mistake?"

"No, it's really her." Zhao Heyuan was distressed, "I am an artist in your company, you have to protect me."

——Unspoken rules.

These three words also went through Qiu Manman's mind.

It seemed that Zhao Heyuan was really worried about being ambushed. After all, he had experienced a similar incident before, so it was normal for him to have PTSD.

Qiu Manman comforted him and patted his chest to assure him, "Leave it to me. When we go back later, you can sit in my seat and I'll sit in yours."

"Yeah." Zhao Heyuan nodded.

On the way back, Qiu Manman couldn't help but wonder, "What did she like about you?"

“…”

Zhao Heyuan himself didn't know what the intention was.

But the step just now was real.

When they came back, they changed seats.

Originally, Xiao Zeyu was sitting next to Qiu Manman, but after a while, the person next to him became Zhao Heyuan.

Xiao Zeyu was unhappy, "Am I a plague?"

Now he seriously doubted the main reason for the change of position because he was being disliked again.

Xiao Ze and the villain in his heart went crazy.

Why am I so unlikable?

Qiu Manman looked puzzled. "What are you talking about?"

“…”

Zhao Heyuan prompted, "Is he overthinking it?"

Qiu Manman reacted immediately, raising her eyebrows helplessly, "You are a grown man, can you not be so sensitive?"

Xiao Zeyu nodded perfunctorily and said, "Yes, yes, yes, I am just sensitive."

Ms. Yun now asked Zhao Heyuan with concern, "Is your foot okay?"

"No, it's okay. I'm fine. You don't have to worry about me."

Qiu Manman glanced at him out of the corner of her eye and said quickly, "I was already concerned about him just now."

Ms. Yun hesitated to speak, with some doubts in her mind.

How do you say a little weird?

At two o'clock in the afternoon, each group of guests had several drama-related books in their hands.

Just talking about Qiu Manman's group, they still have to take exams.

Teacher Liu will ask some basic common sense questions, and will only proceed to the next step if the scores are satisfactory.

Qiu Manman held three books in her hands, feeling a headache. "The most troublesome thing about school before was reading and reciting the words in the whole text."

"I never thought that now that I have grown up, I still have to memorize books."

Zhao Heyuan turned three pages while she was complaining.

"Manman! Do you have time? I want to take you to see something good."

A head popped out of the door. It was Su Qingyun.

Su Qingyun hooked his finger at her.

The surroundings were quiet except for the rustling sound of pages turning. Zhao Heyuan raised his eyes and glanced at her, pretending not to see her.

The photographer was even quieter.

Mr. Liu and Ms. Yun are not here.

Qiu Manman decisively put down the book and strode out of the door, "I'm coming."

[This is the first time I see Qiu Manman has no competitive spirit.]

[Recalling some unpleasant memories from high school]

[What are you afraid of? The boat will straighten itself out when it reaches the bridgehead. If you can't carry it, just leave it alone.]

[Evil endorsement, I will never give in.]

[Qiu Manman: I really can’t memorize it, not even a little bit.]

Su Qingyun handed her a prayer board and said, "I heard there is an ancient tree here that is very powerful. If you write your wishes on the board, they will come true."

"Do you believe this kind of thing?" Qiu Manman looked at the prayer card.

When she was working miserably, she worshipped the God of Wealth every day, but she still died suddenly.

Hey, is it true that I worship the God of Wealth every day, so when I come here there really is a mobile God of Wealth by my side?

But……

Praying is one thing, and worshipping the God of Wealth is another.

Su Qingyun said seriously, "Someone wrote on his wish card that he would get rich soon, so he went to the lottery shop to buy a lottery ticket and won more than one million."

"Well..." Qiu Manman looked around, pointed forward, then pointed to the left, "Which way should we go?"

"Scan a shared bike."

Su Qingyun simply took out his cell phone.

[Hahaha, little bro, you can't hold back when you hear someone gets rich.]

[Oh no, the wishing card looks familiar. I'm dead too. So, Su Fu didn't take me with him?]

[Some folk culture is really hard to describe. When I hear about praying, I think it’s useless. But when I hear about someone getting rich overnight, I immediately want to try it.]

[No matter what stage of life you are in, the desire to get rich is always there.]

Qiu Manman rides a shared bicycle, the chain of the bicycle is so tight that it almost makes sparks, and the sound is almost drowned out by the sound of the wind:

"Writing one prayer card isn't enough. I need to buy several."

Su Qingyun: "Write down health, safety, and prosperity."

Qiu Manman: "After we hang up the prayer signs, we'll go to the lottery shop to buy lottery tickets."