don't like you

The man in black being chased really didn't expect Song Jingcong to run so fast, isn't he an Omega?How could this speed catch up with his Alpha? If Song Jingcong hadn't been stunned for a while when they appeared, he might have been caught up by now.

This money is really hard to earn, next time I will not accept such a job.

It was agreed that he would take a part-time job easily, but now he was being chased like he was running for his life.

Big loss.

The man in black wiped the sweat off his forehead without daring to stop.

Song Jingcong felt ruthless when he ran, probably because he pulled a muscle, and his calf felt a little painful.

Don't worry, otherwise I would have caught up with you and got the money back.

Although Zhong Shufang got back a stroke of money in exchange for one painting, although it was not much, there was absolutely no reason for it to be taken away.

When Zhong Shufang caught up, the child was confronting the man in black with a stubborn face around a flower bed. Song Jingcong saw his eyes light up, and motioned for him to grab the man in black with a calm look.

Zhong Shufang nodded and stepped lightly.

The man in black with his back turned was unconscious, and was still focused on confronting Song Jingcong.

Seeing Song Jing suddenly relax into a smile from his tense face, the two dimples at the corners of his mouth were all revealed, and he rolled his eyes sweetly.

It seems that something is not right...

Before the man in black could react, he was grabbed by someone in the next second, and his arms were pulled behind his back and locked.

"Hand over our money!" Song Jingcong came to the man in black and said viciously.

The milk was fierce, and Zhong Shufang unconsciously pursed his lips.

The man in black casually took out the 20 yuan in his pocket.

As for?After chasing him for so long for 20 yuan, even an npc like him thinks he is too much.

"Take them all out!" Song Jingcong on the opposite side was still playing the bully.

The man in black couldn't laugh or cry: "I only have one here, and the others are not here."

Song Jingcong:? ? ?

Isn't it, my luck is so bad?

"It's okay, if you draw a few more paintings, you will earn back. We will definitely be No.1." Zhong Shufang comforted.

Song Jingcong pursed his lips and puffed up his cheeks, like a puffed up puffer fish.

Zhong Shufang couldn't hold back his itchy hand for a while, and poked the person's face with his index finger. With a "poof", Song Jingcong broke his kung fu, and half of his puffed cheeks collapsed.

They were all ready to be beaten down by the children, but Song Jingcong just raised his head and glanced at him quietly, without any other movements or words.

"I don't blame you." Zhong Shufang slowed down, "It's all because the show crew is too unscrupulous and robbed us of our hard-earned money."

"Look at our little Song." Zhong Shufang turned around with Song Jingcong in his arms, and seriously reprimanded the camera.

I'm not angry.Song Jing muttered in a low voice, and turned his face away in embarrassment.

He just blamed himself a little, he didn't help in earning money, and he lost a lot of money.

Zhong Shu felt relieved, such a well-behaved child really wanted to be hugged in his arms. Although there was a high probability that he would be beaten, rua would be his money.

Surrounded by pitch-black cameras, once he moved his hand, it would be unbearable, so he could only bear it no matter what.

Fortunately, the two made a lot of money after they went back, and the program team didn't send out npcs to act as demons again.

Song Jingcong was tense all afternoon before he was relieved when the director called for assembly, and carefully put away the money.

As expected by Zhong Shufang, they are indeed the ones who make the most money.

The program team swished and announced that the reward was to add two dishes to their dinner. Fortunately, they were all meat, which also made them look less sloppy.

"I only earn 50 yuan for making milk tea a day, and now you tell me 30 yuan for a potato?" Gu An was the first to jump when he saw the vegetable stand set up by the program group.

"It's only 60 for me to deliver food for a day..." Wei Xing took the words, only one word miserable.

The others also looked at the director with resentment.

Jiang Shili even said that he would forget eating corn at night, but the director team announced the rules in the next second, and each team had to cook at least one dish.

Jiang Shili: ...Is it okay to lose weight?

The director seemed to have heard her heart, and immediately announced: "It's okay not to eat, but it must be burned."

Zhong Shufang showed embarrassment, he doesn't know how to cook at all.He wanted to ask Song Jingcong if he would, but he turned his head and saw Song Jingcong's tangled expression.

Come on, don't ask, the answer is obvious.

But fortunately, the two of them have rewarding dishes, so if they can't afford to buy some staple food and cook it, they won't be hungry.

Little did they know that the few people who couldn't cook were staring at their rewards, and everyone was thinking about how to sneak up and grab some back.

It's no wonder that they are usually too busy with work and rarely have time to rest, let alone study cooking at home.

Anyway, I don’t know how to cook, so it’s much easier to buy food. Regardless of 21, there is no other choice except the high-priced dishes prepared by the program group. The money was spent.

It's hard to guarantee that if they don't spend all their hard-earned money, some kind of moth will come out to cheat their hard-earned money, so it's better to spend it all for peace of mind.

The eight people divided into two cars and drove towards Qingxi Village.

There are lush trees on both sides of the road. I don’t know how many years they have grown. You can see a sea of ​​green with intertwined shades, full of vitality, and the shadows cast by the luxuriant branches and leaves form a cool and refreshing early summer evening.

Zhong Shufang closed his eyes and leaned on the seat, the afterglow of the setting sun took advantage of the gap and cast it on his delicate face, the bridge of the nose and the corners of his mouth were reflected in the golden spots, a tear mole at the corner of his eye was much lighter under the setting sun, his eyebrows and eyes became gentler, Not as aggressive as usual.

Song Jingcong carefully described the man's facial features with his eyes, and even with his nitpicking mind, he couldn't pick out a single bad thing.

"What do you see me doing?" Zhong Shufang didn't know that he didn't sleep at all, he opened his eyes and blinked because he wasn't used to the sunlight.

Song Jing never expected that he would be caught on the spot, so he immediately looked away and said guiltyly, "How do you know I'm watching you if you don't look at me?"

Conscience of heaven and earth, Zhong Shufang felt wronged. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a stubborn kid staring at his face. After he got into the car, he honestly did nothing.

But since Song Jingcong said so, Zhong Shufang hooked the corner of his mouth: "Oh, I think you look good."

"Then me too." Song Jingcong didn't realize what the person said at all, so he answered subconsciously, and when he realized it, he realized that he had said the wrong thing.

He simply expressed his inner voice in a way.

In any case, Zhong Shufang has been the ceiling of the entertainment circle for many years, and this face probably won at the starting line since birth.

Zhong Shufang laughed unabashedly, his amorous peach blossom eyes were filled with a smile, and the center of the vortex was Song Jingcong's slightly flustered face.

He has thousands of beautiful postures, and this smiling appearance is a shock to Song Jingcong.

Song Jingcong stretched out his hands to cover his eyes, feeling that the temperature of his cheeks was a little high from the sun.

Not knowing what to say, he simply closed his eyes again and pretended to be asleep.

This time it was Zhong Shufang's turn to stare at him. Feeling the burning gaze, Song Jing hesitated a little in his heart, pretending to be unconscious and turning his body slightly, facing the car window.

Xia Ze and Shi Yi were sitting in the same car with them, and the two of them were whispering in the back row without knowing what to say, and there was a low-pitched chuckle from time to time.

Zhong Shufang took out the sketch drawing of Song Jingcong dancing, unfolded it, looked at it, folded it again, and stuffed it lightly into the pocket of Song Jingcong's sweater.

But what Song Jing never knew was that there was another Zhong Shufang dancing on it.