Chapter 212: He is a good-looking person
[The idea of replacing a musket with a cannon is fake!!! I spent so much money? Why can’t I get it…]
The comments below this barrage are all: [Food is the original sin]
[Food is the original sin +1]
[Throwing your keyboard! You bunch of groundhogs, it's definitely not because I'm bad! It must be because my equipment isn't high-end enough!]
[Just accept your fate, it has nothing to do with your equipment, just change your hands.]
【(へ╬)I don’t believe it! 】
The comments were still full of joy. Jiang Qiuqiu smiled and said, "Fans who didn't get a chance don't be discouraged. Let's draw some real-life delivery spots first—"
"We will draw 50 lucky fans."
Countless portraits flashed by, representing ideals, hopes, and dawn.
The sound of destruction.
It’s not me.
[It's not me either.]
It's not me.
"Fans who have been selected, please fill in your address in the backstage link as soon as possible. Today's live broadcast ends here. See you next time."
【Goodbye, twitter! 】
【Good night, go to bed early】
[Honey, please get into bed early. I'm cold.]
【??? Who are you calling wife?】
[The person above, Hei Rizumeng, has reported it! ]
In a cheerful atmosphere, Jiang Qiuqiu closed the live broadcast room.
It took quite a long time to prepare the three fish balls. It was a bit late, so she cleaned up the fish ball soup in the kitchen and put it into the incubator, took a shower and went to bed.
Late at night, Jiang Jiujiu's small circle was bustling with activity.
Everyone is friendly exchanging ideas on the taste of different fish balls in various forums.
But soon, everyone realized something was wrong.
[Why are there so many posts about tomato fish balls and fresh soup fish balls here...and why is no one sharing the taste of pan-fried fish balls?]
—I really want to know what pan-fried fish balls taste like! Honestly, I prefer pan-fried food, but there’s nothing I can do about it… well, there are only six of them.
——This is what the European Emperor would say. In order to avoid the fate of the unlucky person, I grabbed the pan-fried fish balls.
——??? What does it taste like?
——I haven’t eaten yet.
——?
——Didn’t Jijiu say that it tastes better with that tomato? I’ve placed an order on Taotao Fresh and am waiting for the tomatoes to arrive so I can enjoy it.
——Qiang, you can actually hold it in. My fresh fish ball soup has turned into happiness and no longer exists.
——I couldn’t help it, so I licked some of the chili on the meatball to satisfy my craving.
——???
—What's with the question mark? How can someone as European as you understand my feelings? This is the first time I've grabbed a dish from Chuchu, aside from the giveaway. I'm going to eat it the best way I can! I won't let it down even a little bit!
There are many people who have the same idea as this fan. On the same night, the owner of a tomato shop at Taotao Fresh may become the biggest winner of the night.
You can sit at home and it will come from heaven.
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The next day.
All the recent events have come to an end, and Jiang Qiuqiu can finally report to Mo Chengyu's house on time for the final training before social enrollment.
The moment Jiang Qiuqiu opened the door for the first time, she saw Mo Si and felt a little embarrassed.
She thought yesterday's message was—
"You're here."
"Well, nothing much today."
When it came time to do the mental training, Mo Si and Jiang Qiuqiu were both serious. After putting on the helmet today, Jiang Qiuqiu realized that this training was different from the previous ones. She was surprised: "Is today's training new?"
"Today is not a practice day." Mo Si fixed his helmet and looked up at Jiang Qiuqiu. "Your mental perception has reached the admission level of a federal university. Now I want to teach you some techniques that you may need during the entrance exam."
"Skill?"
"Look into my eyes." He spoke, and his low voice weighed on Jiang Qiuqiu's heart. During training, she was always easily dominated, so she stared into Mo Si's eyes.
ah.
…
The eyelashes are so long, the eyes are so big, the pupils are so beautiful, and the brow arches are very superior.
It’s a boy, a handsome boy.
The second to last day or the third day...
Everyone is confused.
Wait
(End of this chapter)
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