Mother Fox vows not to be a slave

Chapter 575 Invincible Little Master VS Strict Chef (6)

"Hey, what I said last time, have you considered it?" Shen Mo repaired the photo he took in the morning, and bit a piece of potato chips.

"I'm obsessed with cooking, so don't tempt me to transform. I'm an internet celebrity, so I should be fresher." Wang Qianning looked in the mirror and patted her face, "Don't persuade me, I am a person who depends on talent to make a living. .”

"..." Shen Mo cursed secretly and hung up the phone.

These days, any talent can shine, envy and hate.

Wang Qianning pinched her face, and the coldness of her fingertips spread to her mind, with a slightly heavy memory - this face was too much like theirs, and she didn't want to see it all the time.

"I'm a little jumping frog—"

"Hey, what are you doing? Do you want to be paid?" She asked angrily.

Only money transfers or red envelopes can bring her back to life in situ.

"Is it Ms. Qianqian?"

The other party was a very polite female voice.

"I'm Qian Qianqian, what's the matter?" Why... this person has her number?
"Hello, we are Dongxu Film and Television. We are preparing for a TV show recently. May I invite you to be a guest?"

guests...

Wang Qianning was taken aback, "Who are the other guests? Is it a food show?"

"Another one was invited, Chef Chenjing. The name of this column is..."

"Okay, don't think about it! I'll go!" When she heard the name, her eyes lit up, and she was worried that she would not have a chance to get close to the raider. If a pie fell from the sky, would there be any reason not to pick it up?

"Ok."

Afterwards, the other party gave a brief introduction about the concept of the program and so on. All in all, it was a competition between the explosive dark cuisine and the exquisite cuisine, and the result was decided by [-] public judges.

Public review - there are a lot of shady scenes, no matter, for the sake of the face of the chef, I went!

But being on an entertainment show, building momentum is very important, right?She looked at the wind chimes that moved with the wind for a long time, and suddenly felt that she... had to make some changes.

That night, the invincible young boss who habitually procrastinated posted a Weibo, which was still a picture, but it was not a "food" update, but a group of pictures of bright girls having a picnic on the grass.

The girl in the photo has a fair complexion, and the braids of the double ponytails are wrapped just right, which is an irresistible youthful atmosphere.Yawning, stretching, all movements have no trace of posing.

As if a warm wind blows, the clear spring water flows out from the mountain stream, washing away the surrounding stones.

There are beauties in ancient times, who are all over the city and all over the country.

The little boss, Aite, asked the big photographer V Shen Mo, and left a message: Although she is an old woman, she still can't help being a demon, thank you Mo Da for taking pictures of me so young!Celebrate Double Eleven together this year!
There was a brief blank on her Weibo, and it seemed that those 300 million fans had temporarily lost consciousness, or thought she had been hacked.

User [Little Master's Leg Hair]: Ahhhhhhhhh!Is this the little boss himself? !Forgive me for always imagining a foot-picking woman with three-foot-long hair! !
User [breeze falling to the ground]: ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhHo Ho!

In just 10 minutes, the number of views and likes of this Weibo reached tens of thousands.

[Invincible Little Master Qian Qianqian] has [-] million fans.

"Phew... It really is a world that depends on faces. It seems that my talent has nowhere to display."

The fat custard bun slowly walked to Wang Qianning's feet, and lay down lazily, "Meow~"

"Why are you alone? Where did you throw Qu'er?" She looked down and asked with some doubts.

"Too annoying, throw it in the toilet."

　First update today.

　　I had physical education class early in the morning, and there was a sports club at noon.

　　Ben Ann was tired.

　　Humph.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)