Chapter 53 Don’t you have any friends who speak their mind?
Yo!
This is really like a crazy woman meeting a crazy man, it's crazy to the extreme.
【This is a match made in heaven!】
[No, you two should compensate me with some money.]
[I ask you, what are you doing with your face and body!! What?!]
[Nuwa: Let me see what my carefully crafted little figure is doing... 6!]
I'm going to throw away all of your two ugly clothes! (Furious) (Angry) (Pulling hair)
[Bad taste! Bad outfit! Bad date! Can someone please take care of these two!?]
Si Qian was unwilling to accept that she had lost to Pei Li. She took off her hat.
It doesn't matter, she still has the killer move!
Pei Li on the opposite side frowned as he looked at the "love" hairstyle that Si Qian had woven with her hair.
Si Qian proudly raised his middle finger at him.
"What kind of look is this?"
After a long pause, Pei Li asked.
Si Qian calmly took out her phone and found her own braiding tutorial.
A burst of earthy music sounded from the receiver at the right time——
Bought Buddha cold ~
why!
"School starts like this, and the school bully you secretly love will forcefully kiss you!"
Bought Buddha cold ~
why!
The sound of music echoed around, accompanied by some earthy love quotes that made your toes grab the ground, and a video was playing a braiding tutorial.
After listening, Pei Li just smiled slightly, and his deep voice sounded in her ears:
"The school bully laughed for three whole days before he was willing to hit you."
My mother, my grandmother, my gown, my jacket, my brain has turned into a cerebellum, my friend, please don’t run away!
[How many years did it take for Si Qianxue's video to be reviewed before it was released? ]
[I can’t criticize this, this is truly an ancient true god!]
[The Laughing King laughed himself into a placenta.]
My child had an injection yesterday, and when she got home, she told me that everyone in the class called her a "human machine" [tears][tears]
Hearing the man talk about his favorite hairstyle like this, Si Qian sighed slightly:
"Is it ugly? I think it's pretty cool, like Tuoba Jun."
Pei Li put down the cup in his hand, hesitated and looked away, wanting to say something.
Finally, I couldn't help but comment.
"Like Tuoba Jun's younger brother's mop head."
Si Qian: "..."
You are so presumptuous, you are really presumptuous!
"Don't you have any outspoken friends around you?"
【Hahahahahahahaha I can’t take it anymore, I’m about to become a shit from laughing.】
My mom looks like a bean curd hanging on a stick.
[I'm sorry, Mr. Strong, your hairstyle really looks like a brush that has become a spirit.]
[Ziqiao, let me tell you... forget it, just come and see for yourself.]
Sometimes I really feel like I'm not a human being. Showing myself is a brave thing to do, but I just can't help laughing [pretending to cry][pretending to cry]]
Director Zheng, who had just regained consciousness after being sent to the local hospital, struggled to get up and monitor the progress.
When he saw the energetic young man wearing the "All Bad Guys" loafers and the energetic young girl wearing Chelsea's handsome clothes and an antenna on her head in the 4-camera live broadcast room, his eyes went dark.
"Oh my God!"
"Earth!"
He's had enough!
Director Zheng foamed at the mouth, rolled his eyes, and fell down again.
The two people who were concentrating on their date were unaware of this.
The two sat down in front of a food stall selling pasta and steak in Florida Food Court.
I have to say that the director team is good at choosing locations, and they can find every nook and cranny.
Pei Li glanced at the menu and ordered two pastas and two steaks.
Si Qian pointed at the steamed buns on the menu and raised her hand: "Give me two more steamed buns."
The waiter looked puzzled: "Mantou?"
“That’s it!”
Si Qian thought the waiter didn't understand, so he poked the picture on the menu and said, "This is a steamed bun."
The waiter looked as if he had suddenly realized something: "Two small Chinese-style sugar-free buns."
Si Qian: "..."
Why did you give it a foreign-sounding name?
Seeing that a program was being filmed here, passing tourists formed a circle around it and took out their mobile phones to take pictures.
Si Qian has been quite popular these days. He was recognized by netizens who were traveling abroad. Si Qian turned around and greeted them enthusiastically, and even went over to sign autographs for fans after obtaining approval from the program team.
I'm just a fan of Chuan Yue.
Less than ten minutes after she signed, her autographed photo was put up for sale online for 9.9 yuan, excluding shipping.
Why did Si Qian know this? Of course, it was because Si Qian saw it at the seafood market in the city while waiting for his meal.
At first, she saw a seller named Chuanyueszd claiming to sell an autographed photo of the artist Si Qian for 9.9. She thought it was a scam, so she clicked on the private message out of curiosity. The seller immediately sent her the video and photos of her signing as evidence.
Chuanyueszd: [Don't worry, sisters, it's authentic. Sigou just signed it in front of me.]
Si Qian felt sad when he looked at the marked 15 yuan shipping fee.
She's not even worth the postage, is she?
The product is not a knife, wholesale private message: [Signed photo sells for 9.9, and the postage charges me 15!? ]
Chuanyueszd: [Well, if you think it's too expensive, I'll cut it off. How about nine dollars for an autographed photo? I see you're from the same city as me, so if you can meet me in person, I won't charge you the postage.]
Seeing that Si Qian hadn't replied for a long time, the other party sent another sentence -
Chuanyueszd: [If you really want it, you can exchange it for a bottle of Lao Gan Ma. International students really can't afford it.]
It turns out she's not even as valuable as a bottle of Lao Gan Ma?
The product is not cut, wholesale private message: [I don’t have Lao Gan Ma, can I use Doubanjiang? ]
Chuanyueszd: [Sorry, my autographed photo was just taken by someone!]
The product is not cut, wholesale private message: [It's okay...]
Pei Li put his phone down and placed it upside down on the table. He poured a glass of water and placed it in front of Si Qian.
"Stop looking and eat."
Si Qian put away his phone in a daze, picked up a piece of the tomato garnish next to the steak absentmindedly and took a bite——
Puff!
A stream of bright red juice spurted out and splashed onto Pei Li's clothes.
Oh my god!
Si Qian hurriedly stood up and pulled a tissue to wipe Pei Li's clothes while apologizing:
"I'm sorry I'm blind!"
[I bought a tomato last year, and this year the whole village is still fighting floods.]
[It's clear now that Dayu's ability to control floods was due to a tomato.]
【Bought it, three of the four children drowned.】
The waiter who served the food saw this and yelled "Oh my god" several times, and made a steak-cutting motion:
"Steak... you fork!"
"Tomatoes...can't be eaten!"
At this time, several Chinese men at the neighboring table sneered and shouted: "That's hilarious! They didn't even know that tomatoes are for decoration."
Pei Li didn't care much and casually wiped the spilled stain twice. He said to the waiter, "Please order a plate of tomatoes and change the steak to medium rare, thank you."
The knowledgeable people next door started again: "Dude, the steak is not rare. This is overseas. Don't embarrass us."
Si Qian's fist hardened!
She stood in front of Pei Li and wiped her hands, her voice firm and resounding:
"The purpose of rareness is to cater to people who have different taste preferences, not to categorize people into different levels. Your rareness is not one level higher than mine, and my well-doneness is not one level lower than yours."
"If you really care that much—"
Si Qian turned around, glanced across at the table, and said to the waiter in a tone that said, "How much is the total cost for our table and the table next to us?"
Waiter: “300 dollars.”
Si Qian pointed at the opposite side and waved his hand with great pride:
"Our table is all on their shoulders, and they pay for it."
Everyone: “???”
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