Chapter 330 Sorry, I can use a smartphone
After saying that, the amateur boy said with an intoxicated expression of enjoyment: "A Furongwang cigarette in the morning can refresh your mind and prevent yellow urine."
[When smoking, only smoke at the Xuanhe Gate; when banging doors, only bang at the Nantian Gate.]
[Brothers, please don’t touch cigarettes. I’m addicted to smoking, two cigarettes a day [crying]]
[Two cigarettes a day are less harmful than inhaling secondhand smoke outside.]
[People say smoking is addictive, but that's completely alarmist. I smoke every day and don't feel addicted!]
Su Ren took out a cigarette from the cigarette box in his pocket and handed it to Si Qian, standing there casually with a casual tone.
"Want one?"
Si Qian realized that this person must have been deliberately found by Director Zheng based on today's selection questionnaire, and the more he persuaded the other party, the more excited he might become.
Thinking of this, she simply stopped talking.
Director Zheng thought he had finally subdued Si Qian, and proudly started dancing the yangge backstage.
Before he could be happy for long, Si Qian took his date to the entrance of a crowded supermarket.
It was around four or five in the afternoon and there were quite a lot of people around.
Someone has already noticed the camera here and pretended to pass by but actually took several glances at it.
The amateur continued to smoke.
"Could you please stop smoking?"
"Leave me alone!"
After being rejected, Si Qian just smiled, his voice unconcealed and even raised by a few decibels.
"I heard that smokers have kidney deficiency."
The amateur's hand shook and he was almost burned by the falling hot cigarette ash.
He looked around in panic, only to find that there were several people standing around him, pointing at him and whispering crickets.
Director Zheng, who was also smoking and paying attention to the situation in the live broadcast room, felt uneasy when he heard Si Qian say "smoking will cause kidney damage".
His face instantly darkened, and the staff next to him immediately lowered their heads and busy themselves with their own work.
You can still faintly hear suppressed laughter.
At the supermarket entrance, Si Qian stubbornly grabbed the amateur who was about to leave in anger and said, "Hey, hey, hey, don't go. I'm doing this for your own good. Let's go to the supermarket today to buy you some kidney-tonifying pig kidneys..."
The amateur stubbed out the cigarette in his hand in panic: "Are you sick? Shut up!"
No man would admit that he has kidney deficiency.
No man can accept being told that he has kidney deficiency.
Si Qian's words can be said to have directly grasped the vital point.
After entering the supermarket, Su Ren was constantly trying to embarrass Si Qian.
However, Si Qian was able to successfully resolve each situation.
When the seventh can of fruit that was "accidentally" knocked over by an amateur was about to fall to the ground, Si Qian quickly bent down as if he had clairvoyance and used his long arm to catch it steadily.
After Si Qian put the can back on the shelf, Su Ren curled his lips.
Si Qian kept smiling the whole time, but what he said was a bit hurtful.
"Do you have polio?"
The amateur shrugged twice: "..."
【Qianzi still uses the familiar recipe.】
【My buddy is almost going viral. 】
【Two sentences warm his whole day. 】
[With just two sentences, I can always get to the heart of the matter.]
The amateurs tried every possible way to get into trouble along the way.
Si Qian followed beside him and countered his moves.
By the end, both of them were exhausted.
Si Qian stood next to the shelf, raised his head and made an immersive smoking gesture.
She always used to feel that something was waiting for her in the world.
Now I know it's retribution.
Her life was simply filled with donkey meat pancakes, egg-filled pancakes, Indian flatbreads, sauce-flavored pancakes, and hand-pulled pancakes...
After walking around the supermarket, Su Ren saw that there was no one around and started smoking again.
He's going to start increasing his intensity.
Because when Director Zheng came, he told them that if they made the guests angry within an hour, they could get extra money.
The amateurs also did not have any idol baggage and began their confident performances.
"Purple~"
He reached out his dirty hands towards Si Qian and started touching her.
"I think you're a little ugly, but you have a good figure. It's just that your breasts are a little small..."
The words coming out of the other party's mouth became more and more obscene and shameless.
Si Qian's eyes turned cold, and she reflexively grabbed his arm and threw him over her shoulder.
Bang!
The man fell to the ground with a thud.
This time, he fell hard.
The male amateur no longer cared about his acting. He was in so much pain that his face was grimacing and he yelled, "Bitch, are you sick?!"
Now you don't even want to act?
This just happened to be what Si Qian wanted. She grabbed the man and pressed him to the ground. No matter how he struggled, she remained motionless.
Looking up at the camera that was filming the teacher, she said to the man and her haters:
"If you call me ugly, give me money for plastic surgery. If you call me a bitch, give me money to become a good person. If you call me crazy, give me money to get my brain treated. If you call me a loser, give me money to regain hope in life. If you are the one I scolded, give me money in exchange for a sincere apology."
Her attitude towards life is like:
The worst that can happen is death.
【You are such a pushover. 】
Money is something you can’t bring with you when you are born, but you will take it with you when you die.
[It doesn't matter if you have no ambition, just having aura is already amazing. ]
After Si Qian finished speaking, he hit the man on the back of the head.
Bang!
"This slap is for your humiliation just now!"
The man twisted his body and struggled: "Let me go!"
Bang!
"This slap is for your rude words!"
Si Qian slapped the other person twice and let him go.
My wrist started to hurt again.
She pinched her wrist bone calmly.
Although his hands stopped moving, he continued to be unreasonable.
Even if she is wrong, she still has to take three points, not to mention that the other party was the first to act shamelessly.
Before transmigrating into the book, Si Qian had already mastered the art of speaking with the village aunt, so dealing with such small minions was naturally a piece of cake for him.
She fired at the amateur man who was unwilling to accept the defeat and wanted to fight back but fell flat on his face due to body imbalance.
"If someone like you ends up at a slaughterhouse, the owner won't be able to open the business for a year. You can use your brain to collaborate with a hot pot restaurant and have an all-you-can-eat pig brain promotion. You can then just throw your hands into the pot and make braised pig's trotters to sell to restaurants. Your whole body is valuable too, and the residue left over from refining lard can be chopped up and used to make dumplings."
[Fuck, such strong aggressiveness.]
【Good mouth, good at scolding.】
【Teacher Si, please don't let others scold you. 】
[Teacher Si, can you wear a tight skirt, smoky makeup, and high heels and slap me?]
Realizing that Si Qian was calling him a pig, the amateur man was furious: "You calling me ugly?"
Si Qian: "Ugly."
The amateur man sneered and said disdainfully: "Sorry, I chased after the school beauty in high school."
Si Qian almost thought he had misheard.
Chasing...what?
Chasing the school beauty?
How can people be so credulous?
Again, what makes a man feel inferior?
"The school beauty called the police, but you didn't say a word."
[Sorry, I was pursued by the dean and the principal in high school.]
【Sorry, I can use a smartphone.】
[Sorry, the car chased after Yan Zi.]
Is this an act or...?
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