She is everywhere where there is a bleak view.
Although the original owner was willful and unruly, she would not curse so harshly. This was Meng Yao's own language habit.
In the first few mission worlds, people had to survive like homeless people. No one would be so pedantic as to pretend to be a lady from a noble family. Meng Yao's temper had long been honed to be cruel and violent, but she had been deliberately restraining it.
Meng Qingqing's calves kept trembling. She asked with tears in her eyes, "How can you eat such a horrible insect?"
As she spoke, she showed a surprised expression again.
"How about we switch and you eat for me?"
There was obvious impatience in his voice.
Meng Yao is becoming more and more fed up with this heroine, who is always startled by things and likes to say some stupid gossip for no reason.
If it wasn't for the mission, Meng Yao wouldn't even bother to look at her.
Meng Qingqing turned her head away stiffly: "I just want to care about you."
At this time, all the guests had already opened their plates. Stinky tofu, snail noodles... indescribable smells mixed in the air.
Zhao Bin covered his nose with one hand and laughed, "I didn't expect the 'weird food' this time to be so hardcore. From everyone's expressions, I know it's a little difficult to accept."
Guo Yin said: "This... the person who finishes the fastest is the champion of this round, right?"
Zhao Bin nodded: "Yes."
Guo Yin scanned the group of circles. Judging from this, Meng Qingqing who chose stinky tofu and Ling Xiao who chose snail rice noodle are probably the champions of this round. After all, these are the two most common foods. Chen Linyi chose the raw chicken egg, which is probably also possible...
Although there were only a few fried centipedes on his plate, he felt that how to overcome psychological barriers was indeed a problem.
Just looking at it is torture, let alone eating it all...
As for Meng Yao... it was even more impossible for Meng Yao to win. As a grown man, he found it hard to accept eating a few skewers of fried centipedes, let alone Meng Yao who chose the insect banquet.
I've always heard that Meng Yao has a bad temper and can't stand hardship, so it's strange that she can eat insects now. I just hope she doesn't turn the table over in anger and make everyone look bad.
Whenever Guo Yin thought about how Meng Yao had just been vying to participate in this game, he felt like laughing. How could she have never expected to be so unlucky...
Just why...
Guo Yin looked over.
Meng Yao's expression was calm, and if you looked closely you could see a hint of expectation in her eyes...
Looking forward to it? Are you kidding me? Are you crazy
Meng Yao noticed Ling Xiao's worried look and found it very interesting: "Brother Ling Xiao, why are you looking at me like that? I think your situation is not much better than mine, don't you think?"
Her eyes moved to Ling Xiao's plate.
There was a big bowl on the plate, which contained snail rice noodle, and was carefully served with vegetables, fried eggs, pickled bamboo shoots…
The seemingly delicious food is probably just torture for Ling Xiao. He looks like an elegant and graceful gentleman, but if he eats snail noodles...
Meng Yao didn't think about it any further.
Ling Xiao came back to his senses and smiled softly: "I didn't expect Xiaoyao to consider me."
Meng Yao replied perfunctorily: "We are on the same team after all."
Zhao Bin's voice sounded again: "A few minutes of buffer time have passed. I believe our guests have accepted it. Okay, let's start the game 'Weird Taste Food'!"
After Zhao Bin finished speaking, he glanced at Meng Yao, with some sympathy in his eyes.
Meng Yao felt annoyed by the look he gave her. This was the look she hated the most, no doubt about it.
"good… "
Zhao Bin suddenly turned around, and when he saw the guests preparing to stuff food into their mouths, he couldn't help but smile: "Hahaha, I didn't expect everyone to be so impatient before I even finished speaking. It was just a joke, just a feint."
He turned his back again.
"The game officially begins."
The food given by the program team is quite challenging. In fact, things like snail noodles and stinky tofu are not particularly strange. But they were chosen by Ling Xiao and Meng Qingqing, who really dislike this kind of food.
Ling Xiao slowly picked up a piece of fried egg, took a bite gracefully, and frowned almost instantly. He held the chopsticks in his hand, but did not move again.
Guo Yin was still engaging in psychological warfare. He even had difficulty picking up the bamboo stick, and his handsome face was almost wrinkled.
He moved the bench back, thinking that no one could accept this.
The desire to win always prevails. Meng Qingqing forced herself to swallow a piece of stinky tofu. The sticky taste exploded in her mouth, mixed with an unknown stench that rushed straight into her nose.
Meng Qingqing opened her mouth to spit it out, but she didn't dare to do so as she thought the scene was too indecent and swallowed the piece of stinky tofu without even chewing it.
Too smelly... Too salty...
She grabbed some water and gulped down a few gulps, but the feeling of wanting to vomit did not go away.
Meng Yao held a handful of bamboo skewers in her left hand and was holding a fried skewer in her right hand and putting it into her mouth.
She swallowed one in one gulp, her movements rough and quick. She looked contented, even a little intoxicated, not at all like a fake.
The person who was just at the center of the topic and the least favored guest, suddenly became the most leisurely of all the participating guests.
Cheng Jushu looked at it with amazement, and a bit of heartache in his eyes: "Why is my goddess so unlucky... But the goddess is the goddess, no matter what she does, she is the best! The food that tortured us for several days was conquered by the goddess without any difficulty!"
After he finished speaking, his eyes were filled with admiration again.
Han Mei had just felt relieved when he heard Cheng Jishu's voice. He glanced in the other person's direction with no emotion in his eyes.
"One, two, three, wooden man!"
Zhao Bin suddenly spoke, catching all the guests off guard, and he suddenly turned around.
All the guests maintained their current posture and dared not move.
Ling Xiao and Guo Yin barely moved their chopsticks.
Meng Qingqing was in a miserable state. She had just desperately stuffed a large piece of stinky tofu into her mouth, but the next second she heard the wooden man's command.
If she spits it out... it's too unsightly. She has no time to chew it, so she can only hold it in her mouth, letting the salty taste fill her mouth.
However, Meng Yao did not stop when the command sounded like the others. She had a bad habit of stopping at the right time.
She stopped almost at the moment Zhao Bin turned around, not a second late.
Zhao Bin took a look at the guests and nodded with satisfaction.
"I didn't expect everyone's reaction to be so quick. None of the guests moved."
(End of this chapter)