"You," Bai Sangyu said again with Qiu Shui-like eyes looking at Jin Xiao, "In fact, the live broadcast is pretty good."
"Don't delay official business." Tang Jinxiao opened the car door and covered Sang Yu's head with his hands. The silky hair swayed at his fingertips, scratching his heart thinly.
As soon as their car stopped, they heard a "clang", the culinary contest's plaque fell off, and the steward was crying without tears, and had to say: "Even if it is a disaster to eliminate the wealth, the disaster eliminates the wealth."
Bai Jingqiu had never thought that such a thing would happen, or that she had never thought of many things that happened recently.
When the steward saw Bai Sangyu, his eyes were a little unnatural, and he said, "Didn't you have already notified you not to use it?"
Bai Sangyu was surprised, but still explained the reason, and said: "I'm out for a trip." But again, feeling puzzled, he asked, "What happened?"
"Nothing, nothing," the steward hurriedly waved his hand, just saying, "Insufficient funds."
"Actually," Bai Sangyu hesitated slightly. She didn't know if it was good to say that, but she still said: "We can solve it with money."
"Don't bother you." The steward quickly refused with sweat on his face.
Bai Sangyu felt more confused about this attitude. She looked at the white paper all over the floor and picked up a piece of paper. The steward hurriedly grabbed it and said, "These are all waste paper."
Doubtful, Bai Sangyu saw her own name. Although she didn't recognize much, she picked up another one because she knew her own name because she had to sign.
The steward saw her stubborn and looked at the tall man who warned him next to her, and had to sigh.
It's not that he doesn't want to hold this final, it really can't be done.
"Bai Sangyu is such a lowly person, your show crew dare to use it! I'm really convinced, anyway, I won't watch her show for a second!" The naked language attack on the paper made Bai Sangyu a little bit unable to open his eyes. .
She blushed, bent over to the steward, bowed ninety degrees, and said, "Sorry, because my personal affairs delayed the entire crew."
"Hey, it's not just you alone, it's that all three of you have something."
Bai Sangyu raised his eyes and said, "What's the matter?"
"The end of Tang Dynasty couldn't move his feet because of the Milan restaurant, so he gave up the game ahead of time. Qiu Leng moved other people's materials because of the exposure of the rematch." The manager looked at Bai Sangyu and said, "That is your salt."
"Then I did something like this again myself." Bai Sangyu felt a little ashamed of the show crew.
Tang Jinxiao held the person in his arms. He really didn't expect that he was just using his contacts to pull out the black hands behind the scenes, and there was a chain reaction of these.
However, a person like him is not worthy to compete with Sang Yu on the same stage. Tang Jinxiao felt that he would not regret it!
The steward may see that someone is chatting with him now, so he said a few more words, saying: "It's also very strange, you guys who work hard to compete, but you have all kinds of problems, but Tang Shan's girl Because of her aggressive temper, she was elected by the people."
Bai Sangyu didn't know what to say for a while, so she smiled and said: "The world is unpredictable."
That's true.
"Don't be too sad. We just decided to postpone the game. We didn't mean that it was over. After all, it was the game that Mr. Liang was looking forward to." Looking at Bai Sangyu as a manager, she might be overly sad, so she told the truth and said again. : "What Mr. Liang wants to do is not impossible yet."
The youngest member of the soap quartet saw the news that the finals of the culinary art contest had been delayed.
Cried: "I don't even have the right to see now?"
The boss held the live ticket in his hand. This was the reward he got for his frugal and hard work. How could it be like this? It was a bit unacceptable for a while, but in the end he just stood in front of the TV and sighed.
Everyone’s mood is a little depressed. The ratings of the culinary art contest semi-finals are quite good, and they are directly ranked first in the same category. They have never fallen off, and even because the finals could not be held as scheduled, people revisited the semi-finals and set a new high. .
Everything is so unpredictable.
"Did I miss the Forbidden City!" Suning shook Zhang Bocai, bitterly.
Zhang Bocai also felt a pity for a while. When he learned of Sang Yu's ideas, he was also a little excited. What a genesis project to reproduce the entire Forbidden City, especially because he might even eat it.
Part of the Forbidden City is in my womb.
"Sang Yu is still there, we are much luckier than most people." This is the best comfort Zhang Bo can think of.
"But there are works from the end of Tang Dynasty! That's the chef of the Milan restaurant! I want to eat too." Suning held their two live tickets tightly. She was happy about it for a week, and finally told her , To postpone!
How can her taste buds stand it.
Bai Sangyu was not in a very good mood, not only because she had been reported by so many people as having character problems, but also because she had prepared for so many days and studied day after day, and it was in vain. Her efforts, Is it so meaningless
That was the only Forbidden City, and Bai Sangyu said dullly, "I want to see it."
She did not say exactly what she wanted to see, but Tang Jinxiao understood that what she needed was the magnificent Forbidden City, the red walls and white tiles.
The sunlight faded on them little by little. Tang Jinxiao looked at Sang Yu in the mirror and said, "Let's go eat something."
"Okay." Bai Sangyu's white face was in the shadows, and her voice was low. She didn't do those things. Why is it that she is said to have a character problem!
She has suffered so much damage, is she still charged with such a crime? For a while, she felt that she was really wronged.
The autumnal eyes were a little sour, and the tears glided across his cheeks, dripped onto the seat, and penetrated into unknown places.
Tang Jinxiao parked the car in a panic on the side of the road, feeling helpless with such a fragile white sangyu, so he had to hug people into his arms and said softly, "I am."
"Yeah." Bai Sangyu looked up and saw Tang Jinxiao's cold eyes, which were brighter than the stars, and there was a little girl in the middle who couldn't experience the world in that way.
But she obviously is not like this.
She knew that she was not so fragile, she knew in her heart, but what's the use? I have reached the limit of what my body can bear. She has lived so innocently for two lives, but she is called a "slut" over and over again, like a label, put on her body.
Bai Sangyu rubbed his eyes, crying in his voice, and said, "Let's go back, Jin Xiao."