[Da Ru's Counterattack: Puchi! I am really dying of laughter. I am afraid that Chuyi girl is the first artist in history to get lost because of eating. ?? ?? ?? ?? ??]

[Little Soup Buns: I was thinking in the previous episodes that Sister Song would be left behind if she wasn’t careful since she was running around everywhere. Haha! I guessed it right~]

【Liushui Wuqing: Let's see who will find out she's missing first. I'll bet a bag of spicy noodles that it should be Jiang Jiao. After all, they're each other's dining companions.】

[Soaking wolfberries in a thermos: I bet a cup of black coffee, it's Li Jing, after all, she is the agent's "mother". ]

[I am a little trash: Well, I am poor, I bet that I found myself in the trash can, and I bet that she can find the team by herself. ]

[Orchids bloom in dreams: Are you all really serious? Chinese people don’t lie to Chinese people, stop gambling! My gambling dad is Lin Shengpu. ]

【Toolman 2.0: Do you really want to make me laugh to death so that you can inherit my Huabei debt? ??? ?(?ˉ???ˉ???)?"】

Lin Shengpu was sitting at the door of a store, eating spicy hot pot in a very down-to-earth manner. The taste of the light broth, which he mixed with just the right amount of chili sauce, was just right for his taste.

The lucky bag was soaked up with soup, and as he took bites of it, the chewy outside and tender inside made him unable to stop.

The cooked kelp knots retain their original color, but the strongest flavor in your mouth is the original flavor of the kelp and the sweetness of the broth.

He ate his food happily, one bite at a time. In order to avoid the soup getting on his clothes, he consciously put on the simple apron given by the boss. With his simple black and white outfit, if someone who was not familiar with him knew his figure, they would probably think he was a local Korean.

Facing the anxious people in front of him, even though they hadn't spoken yet, Lin Shengpu couldn't help but have a bad premonition. After hearing what they said, his originally good mood instantly plummeted to the bottom.

"Song Chuyi!"

Gritted teeth words came out of his mouth, and the disposable chopsticks in his hand were unconsciously clenched a little, making a fragile clicking sound, and were probably on the verge of collapse.

The auntie selling spicy hot pot probably heard the noise, and she stuck her head out from behind the kitchen curtain with her curly hair. She looked in their direction curiously, and when she saw that it was Lin Shengpu and his group, she glanced at them and then retracted her mouth.

"It seems like something's wrong? Won't you go and help?"

There were aunt's relatives and sisters working inside. She heard their voices with her sharp ears, and even though she couldn't understand the language, she asked half-guessingly.

The aunt had just been washing vegetables. She took off the rubber gloves on her hands, lowered her head to straighten her clothes, and then spoke to her sister.

"Why didn't you go out and talk at the beginning? I saw them filming. I've seen a lot in my life, but I've never been on TV. Besides, I don't understand what they say, so I'm afraid I won't have anything to say to them when the time comes."

Although the auntie spoke stubbornly, she checked the body and found nothing unusual. She put on a slightly stiff smile, then lifted the curtain and walked out.

The auntie with the same floral afro curly hair lowered her head and smiled, glanced at those who were joining in the fun, then continued to lower her head and began to organize the dishes in the store. However, her speed was much faster than before, which showed that she was also interested in joining in the fun.

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