As she ran, the basin in her hand flew out, sailed over the crowd, and with a "clang," hit Director Wang’s bald head.
The scene fell into a dead silence.
The staff stared blankly at the scene.
Little Fatty, do you have a grudge against Director Wang?
It’s not just once or twice, always aiming for his shiny bald head.
#TheAreaOfDirectorWang’sShadow#
Everyone glanced at Director Wang’s face, shivering inside, oh my God, he looks a bit scary.
Can he curse?
No.
Can he hit people?
No.
#AndHeDefinitelyCan’tWin#
So Director Wang felt really hopeless, his forehead still hurt, feeling dizzy, with so many fans watching, even if he wanted to vent, he could only smile, feeling so stifled inside.
#HowMuchSorrowCanThereBeLikeLittleFatty’sBasinSmash#
How did it co to this?
Tong Yan was also completely dumbfounded.
Looking at Director Wang’s shiny bald head, Tong Yan felt extrely ashad.
Tong Yan walked over sincerely, "Director Wang, I’m sorry, I didn’t an it. Is there anywhere that hurts? Do you need to go to the hospital?"
Recording a program and it turns soone into a disabled person.
Director Wang felt utterly defeated, waving his hand hopelessly, saying, "It’s fine, it’s fine, let’s continue the recording."
She is his calamity, she’s here to collect debts.
He’s resigned to his fate!
The fans watching burst into laughter, their Little Fatty is just aweso!
No one sympathized with Director Wang.
#LightACandleForDirectorWangAMontOfSilence#
At this mont, Wen Shu grabbed her arm, smiling brightly, "Sister Yan, caught you."
Just like when they were young, when Sister Yan played gas with them, and when he caught her, he would say the sa thing.
Sister Yan, caught you.
Back then, she would say, "Little Tree, you’re aweso."
But now all she could say was, "Oh no, oh no, lost again, Wen Shu, have rcy."
Wen Shu, Little Tree.
They sound just one word apart, yet they are worlds apart.
He is Sister Yan’s Little Tree, not Wen Shu.
Wen Shu let her go, smiling, "Sister Yan, I lost, couldn’t catch you, you run so fast."
Everyone: ...
Hehe.
Is being this obvious about letting people win really okay?
Do they think everyone is blind!
Director Wang also looked troubled, if you were going to let her win, why did you catch her? Now that you’ve caught her, then say you let her win, how is he supposed to decide who wins?
He’s in quite a pickle!
Finally, Director Wang said helplessly, "Little Fatty, you lost this round, continue."
This round, Tong Yan undoubtedly lost.
A loss cos with a penalty.
The penalty is to drink a large glass of tomato vinegar juice.
Tomato plus vinegar, the taste is indescribable.
Slling that scent, Tong Yan was not feeling good at all.
Just then, soone walked over—it was Bo Yimo.
He picked up the tomato vinegar juice, drank it all in one go, without changing his expression.
His calm deanor made the program team doubt whether they prepared it wrong, maybe soone was careless and didn’t add vinegar?
But it shouldn’t be the case!
They could all sll that strong vinegar scent!
All they could say was, he is truly a warrior!
The big shot is sothing else!
The surrounding fans were screaming one after another, their Young Master Mo was just too handso! Too considerate! Too cool, right!
Please marry ahhhh!
First place was Wen Shu and Zheng Qing’s team, second was He Ruibo, and Tong Yan and Bo Yimo were undoubtedly last place.
The top two teams get food to eat.
The last place...only two bottles of water.
This made Tong Yan, who hadn’t eaten a bite since morning, a bit frantic, her stomach had growled several tis.
Especially, when the dishes were brought out, the aroma made Tong Yan even hungrier.
"Sister Yan, I can’t finish it, you can have so," Wen Shu said considerately and kindly.
Wen Shu is simply aweso, simply considerate!
Tong Yan was moved to tears, just about to take it, when a hand stopped her.
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