"Moe, does it count?"
Luo Xingguang: "Teacher Pan, don't be fooled by her appearance!"
In fact, she is a violent little bomb, the kind that hits people especially fiercely.
"In this era, Meng, that can be eaten."
Song Yaoyao wandered around several times before wandering into the yard.
Then, in an open space, I saw unfinished firewood.
Song Yaoyao knew that sometimes when Pan Shiyu cooked some dishes, he liked to use that kind of earthen stove.
She bent down, picked up the ax on the ground and shook it.
After Xing Jiang was seated in the plane, his heart beat faster.
"Hurry up, stop her, don't let her play this!!"
Before Song Yaoyao went on the show, they had received a call from the station. If Song Yaoyao was injured by them, then this show would not be able to continue.
At first Xing Jiang thought he was hit by a pie, but he never thought that it was his ancestor who hit him!
"Little Director Song, this ax is very sharp, don't—"
"Crack!"
"boom!"
The staff were dumbfounded and froze in place.
I saw Song Yaoyao raised the ax and dropped it, and the tree stump just split into two.
He twitched the corner of his mouth, looked innocently at Xing Jiang in the distance, and really wanted to ask: Director, is there still a need to stop it now
Song Yaoyao not only knows how to chop wood, but also does it very well.
After Luo Xingguang finished cutting the onions and came out with Tang Xinrou, Dong Wen and Song Yi, he saw neatly stacked firewood on the ground.
He twitched the corner of his mouth, "Song Yaoyao, don't tell me, you hacked these."
Song Yaoyao was satisfied, and the obsessive-compulsive disorder felt extremely comfortable looking at the neat square formation.
"How? Am I good?"
Tang Xinrou: "... baby, please restrain yourself."
If this continues, the whole internet will know that you are a violent loli.
Luo Xingguang habitually contradicted Song Yaoyao, "Hey... what's the big deal? I can do it myself."
Tang Xinrou turned her head abruptly.
Song Yi and Dong Wen also looked over.
Now, Luo Xingguang is really stuck.
Song Yaoyao smiled sweetly, and thrust the ax into his hand.
"Come on, you go."
To deal with the barbarian, you must use this trick.
"Cough..."
Luo Xingguang coughed and shook the axe, "It's quite heavy."
The staff who had been paying attention to this side silently, and were relieved until Song Yaoyao finished chopping firewood, the corners of their mouths twitched.
It is already conceivable what kind of comedy effect this program will have when it is broadcast.
Song Yi went to pick up a wooden stake and put it on the pier.
Song Yaoyao reached out her hand politely, "Mr. Luo, please start your performance."
Luo Xingguang snorted, "Ha!" Then he raised his ax and struck heavily—
The stake is crooked.
"This is an accident, come again."
I vowed to chop down, but the split was empty.
Luo Xingguang made excuses for his failure, "You certainly didn't succeed for the first time, you just have to try a few times and find the trick."
Song Yaoyao smiled, "Well, then go for it."
After finishing speaking, she held the thermos cup and walked away following the fragrance with small steps.
Luo Xingguang said try, but he kept trying until all the guests arrived, but he still didn't show up.
Pan Shiyu wiped his hands on the apron, curious: "Where's the starlight man?"
Tang Xinrou intentionally misled, "It's chopping firewood."
"Yo, I can't tell."
Pan Shiyu was really surprised. He had worked with Luo Xingguang before, so Pan Shiyu thought he knew a little about his character.
No matter how he looked at it, he was not someone who would take the initiative to watch such rough work.
"Go, go and have a look."