Lu An'an was displeased upon hearing this: "I'm saying, even if you're straightforward, you can't just poop out of your mouth, can you? Did the poop you ate this afternoon really hurt you?"
Zhao Junyi roared in anger: "Lu An'an!"
Lu An'an picked at her ear impatiently: "Shut up, your mouth smells like feces."
"puff--"
Gu Shichuan chuckled, quickly muted himself, and met Zhao Junyi's murderous gaze. He smiled awkwardly, "Sorry, I have a low threshold for laughter, I couldn't help it."
Lu Yanli put his hands in his pockets and sneered, "The tumor on your neck? If you hadn't ruined our mission first, would my kind sister have bothered with you?"
He made an international gesture and cursed, "Serves you right for not being able to eat four dishes."
Zhao Junyi's pent-up frustration grew heavier and heavier like a snowball. He turned to look at Director Xu: "Director Xu, aren't you going to do anything about this?"
Director Xu looked like he had watched the replay carefully, and explained earnestly, "Junyi, we followed the entire live broadcast. The audience's eyes are discerning, and this is the result. It's fair and transparent, and there really isn't anything to criticize."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Junyi's pupils constricted sharply, and he instantly exploded: "Damn it! I don't admit it!"
Just as Lu Yanli was about to retort, Chen Mohan, the troublemaker, stepped forward. His expression was as gentle as ever: "Everyone, we are recording a program after all. Let's keep the peace and make money together. Let's not fight. Let's all take a step back and give me a little face. Please stop arguing, okay?"
However, a cold, contemptuous laugh suddenly rang out in the air.
Lu An'an slowly raised her eyes, gazing leisurely at Chen Mohan, her tone indifferent yet slightly sarcastic: "Your face? What size insole is it?"
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