A Guide for the Beloved Kid to Climb onto the Roof and Remove Tiles

"Sui Sui, can Uncle help you give this money to the police officer?"

Director Wang glanced at the 271 yuan in the little brat's hand.

For the first time, he had such a strong desire for more than two hundred yuan.

After coughing once, he continued.

"This kind of money should be handed over to the police."

The little brat calmly looked at Director Wang for a while, then said, "Mhm."

Director Wang suddenly became excited, "Then..."

The little rascal isn't as cunning as he thought...

The next second, the little brat lowered his head to fiddle with his Little Genius watch, "I'm in the police station, I know some uncles there."

"Call the police to arrest people, and it'll boost our performance."

0517 cried her eyes out. The little brat took gratitude to the extreme, thinking only about giving her performance results.

This outstanding little cub was raised by it!

Director Wang: "!!!"

"No, no, no need, Sui Sui, Uncle was just joking with you."

At this moment, Misi spoke up firmly, "No, Uncle. Reporting illegal and criminal activities is everyone's responsibility."

"Don't be afraid, Uncle! Our King Sui Sui will protect you! The police will protect you too!"

Seeing that the little brat was about to dial the number, Director Wang wiped the sweat from his forehead and reluctantly told the truth, albeit hesitantly.

"This is actually an NPC arranged by our production team, not a real bad guy."

Despite the weather not being hot at all, and even carrying a hint of chill, sweat was streaming down Director Wang's forehead.

He could even picture the scene where his perfectly good variety show ended up on a legal program...

The little boy looked up and asked, "What about the money?"

Director Wang tentatively asked, "For Uncle?"

Before the last note had even faded, the little brat lowered her head again and started fiddling with her little genius watch.

Director Wang shuddered and immediately changed his mind, "No, no, no!...Here, take it all."

The little brat spread his hands.

Director Wang almost burst into tears.

Family members, I'm having a mental breakdown, what should I do? I need help urgently.

As usual, the little brat divided the money among his two friends, then waved his paw.

Let's take a taxi to the supermarket!

The little ones are also extremely lucky.

I hailed a taxi as soon as I waved.

On the bus, the teacher filming was trembling with fear.

"No...aren't I a film crew member? I have to stay here."

He spoke weakly, trying to avoid the stares of the three little brats.

Just now, he naturally got into the car with the three little brats.

I thought I could continue to do my job quietly and just film these little kids.

Unexpectedly, he, who was gloating over the director and the crew, was not spared at all.

The little brat said he got on the bus too, and that we should ask him to split the bill!

The photographer felt like the sky was about to fall.

The indifferent, detached smile that had been on his face gradually disappeared.

"Uncle, are you trying to ride for free?"

Xiduo looked over with a puzzled expression.

After the little one's initial reminder, Xiduo quickly grasped the concept.

The cameraman was at a loss and looked like he was in a makka pak ka.

"I...no...no, I don't ride in a free taxi, I don't ride in one."

He wanted to struggle, but faced with those three pairs of eyes... no, now four pairs including the driver's, he couldn't utter a single word of protest.

But he clearly remembered that the other group of photographers who were following Song Jiaojiao were not surrounded and asked this question at all!

Why is it that when it comes to him, he even has to pay for the taxi fare with A?

The cameraman was so desperate he wanted to cry, and even wanted to contact the production team right now to ask them what he should do.

In the end, the photographer paid six yuan, and the little guy generously paid an extra yuan.

When we got off the bus, the cameraman was completely numb.

Backstage, the production team watching this scene was also dumbfounded.

They couldn't even imagine what other crazy tricks this little brat had up his sleeve.

The comments section, however, was filled with schadenfreude.

[The photographer asked: Who am I? Where am I? Why am I embezzling money while I'm at work?]

[Hahaha, it feels like the cameraman is just an NPC who was forcibly dragged into the story and made one of the main characters; he's completely clueless.]

[It's only six yuan, why should they pay for it? They're just here to work.]

[Please don't go too far ahead, okay? If it weren't for Sui Sui being smart and earning some money from the production team, they would only have thirty-five yuan right now. Do you think six yuan is important? Besides, I really love seeing little Sui Sui make the production team lose face!]

[The cost of the teachers filming the children is definitely covered by the production team. The children are essentially still outsmarting the production team, so what's the problem?]

[If Jiaojiao's group remembered to have the photographer split the cost, they would still have sixteen yuan after deducting their travel expenses. You can understand the difference between ten yuan and sixteen yuan, right? /Thinking]

No matter what you say, being so petty at such a young age...tsk tsk tsk

[Haven't you seen Sui Sui scattering golden tears before? This little brat is just deliberately going against the production team, okay?]

[I'm dying of laughter! The funniest joke I've heard all year: stingy every year.]

Just as Sui Sui and the others arrived at the supermarket, Song Jiaojiao and her two companions were still performing at the supermarket entrance.

Song Jiaojiao performed the dance she had learned with great enthusiasm.

However, since it was already weekday, there were very few people entering and leaving the supermarket, and most people were in a hurry, with very few stopping to look around.

Some people did choose to stop and watch.

However, very few people actually give money.

Song Jiaojiao was exhausted from jumping around, and in the end she only received thirty-seven points, feeling even more angry and aggrieved.

She had already performed as well as she could.

Why are these people unwilling to give even a single penny?

Even the little beggar sitting next to them received more money than they did!

Song Jiaojiao had no idea just how expensive her clothes actually were.

They were accompanied by photographers and other staff members.

So much so that the villagers never even considered that they were performing here because they were short of money...

However, the amount of money she received was somewhat different from what Song Jiaojiao had imagined.

With that money, plus the ten dollars they still had, it was enough for them to buy a decent meal.

In short, it will be much better than having three people every year.

What's more, her dancing was seen by viewers in the live stream, which is the most important thing.

With such comforting words, Song Jiaojiao felt much better.

Just then, she caught a glimpse of Song Zhisui and the other two getting out of a taxi, and then dashed off towards the supermarket.

A smile immediately appeared on Song Jiaojiao's face.

"Forty-seven should be enough. Shall we go to the supermarket to buy some things?"