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Illusion?Yu Ao thought to himself, he always felt that Best Actor Li's figure was better, especially when the lights were a little honey-colored, he almost wished he could "bang bang" against the big wall.

Seeing this, the corners of Li Tan's mouth curled up, thinking that the exercise during this time was not in vain, he even specifically asked his elder brother how to exercise the most aesthetic feeling that day.

"Wait for me to go back." Yu Ao let go of his nose, his expression changed: "Wait for me to go back and love you well!"

"You, it's itchy when you're not by my side." Li Tan finally had some immunity to such words. He took a sip of the water on the table and asked Yu Ao: "I watched the live broadcast of the show. Not bad, where do you live? Let me see."

Yu Ao walked around the room according to his words.

Li Tan has excellent eyesight, and frowned slightly when he saw the bathroom: "So small?"

"It doesn't matter, I'll just stay for a few days anyway." Yu Ao brought this topic up, with a smirk on his lips: "Film Emperor Li, I heard that during the daytime, he is so angry that his face is blue."

Li Tan followed with a smile: "So does Lan Yan like it?"

"I like it!" Yu Ao kissed the camera fiercely: "My husband is the best!"

Li Tan took a deep breath, this man...

It's rare that Best Actor Li isn't around, and Father Yu isn't flirting to the sky?

He suddenly moved the camera down mysteriously, opened the waistband of his trousers, and pulled out a section of black.

Li Tan's eyes changed almost as soon as he saw it.

"Your underwear." Yu Ao whispered, "Wearing on your body, it's warm and considerate."

Li Tan: "..."

Successfully teasing Li Tan until his ears turned red, Yu Ao finally calmed down, the two of them said a few more sweet words, Yu Ao was already so sleepy that his eyelids were fighting, and finally he heard Li Tan's deep and magnetic "good night" in a daze, I don't know anything.

When he woke up the next day, Yu Ao stretched comfortably. When he went out, everyone was there, and the task of the director team also came down.

"Are you awake?" Yao Bing raised his head when he heard the movement, and then was slightly taken aback.

Yu Ao picked up a white sweater after washing up. His hair was a little messy, which made him look a lot more immature. The neckline of the sweater was slightly wide, revealing a milky white neck of a young man. This skin color is not exaggerated. It was really raised by the film emperor Li. Yes, in short, Yu Ao is leaning crookedly on the second floor, shining brightly. He looks younger than Peng Tiantian, who is the youngest among them.

Peng Tiantian snorted lightly: "Sleep so late!"

It's really a child's temper.

Yu Ao was too lazy to argue with him, yawned and went downstairs, glanced at Yao Bing's hand: "What kind of task?"

Yao Bing took advantage of the opportunity and handed him the task list.

Yu Ao raised his eyebrows after receiving it, "It's dark enough."

Ask to sell a thousand copies of pasta today.

"Directors of domestic variety shows really should learn from them, what is ruthless." Yu Ao sighed.

Everyone: "..." They didn't have the nerve to say that this was the largest amount of tasks since the show started. The reason was simply to create explosive points, because yesterday's live broadcast data had been released, except for Peng Tiantian, a stunned young man. , the others were inexplicably in awe of Yu Ao. Yao Bing has been participating in foreign variety shows, and he didn't have a precise definition of domestic data traffic, but now he has.

"The materials are all ready-made." Jin Nan said: "So it's not so hard to make, the hard part is how to sell these pasta."

Yu Ao murmured: "Do it first, and then talk about it when it's done."

The director team laughed in secret: "Variety show killer? It's just as bad luck if it falls into our hands!"

Everyone cooks the pasta first, in order to ensure the taste, we can only cook a little and sell a little, Yao Bing is busy writing advertising slogans, Lin Guzi and Jin Nan stay in the back kitchen, Peng Tiantian cleans up, Yu Ao... Guitar.

Seeing this, Peng Tiantian snorted coldly again: "Why, are you going to perform as a performer?"

"Not for sale." Yu Ao looked at Yao Bing: "Is there any rule for this task?"

Yao Bing thought about it seriously: "We mainly rely on ourselves, and we can also ask for help outside the court."

The previous few missions were almost not completed, Yao Bing asked passers-by for help, one of them was a wealthy businessman passing by, he thought they were interesting, so he bought all the leftover ingredients, this was good luck, no one would care about bad luck , the director team is also ruthless, the location of the restaurant is close to the slums, the economic consumption level here is low, the average age is over 30 years old, and no one likes the stars, not to mention Yao Bing, even if Jin Nan and others stand outside, the people here At most people think they are good-looking, and there are very few who can name them.

So this time the task is quite difficult. Selling a thousand copies of pasta in such a place with low consumption capacity is equivalent to RMB 30. The average daily consumption of everyone here is only about ten yuan a day. After all, in a poor area , It's not bad to sell a hundred copies this day!

After hearing this, Yu Ao let out a "hiss", "Why don't you ask the fans for help?"

Peng Tiantian widened his eyes: "Are you embarrassed? As someone else's idol, if you can't complete the task, you need someone to help you?" The young man pointed to the sign at the door and showed it to Yu Ao: "Our restaurant's philosophy is self-reliance!"

"To put it simply, you just want to save face." Yu Ao smiled: "It's not that simple, can't it just be packaged?"

"Packaging?" Yao Bing looked over.

"Anyway..." Yu Ao took out his phone, "I'm relatively shameless."

Yao Bing: "..."

"Anyway, it's all hard work, who is it not selling to?" Yu Ao said, and phantoms appeared when he tapped his fingers: "Even if we go out of this place, it will be very difficult to sell a thousand copies." The polarization in country S is serious. Rich people like Song Yunan can use money to take a bath, but poor people almost eat their last meal without eating their next meal. It's normal for them to eat every day.

Thinking of this, Yu Ao still wondered whether he should go back and talk to Song Yunan. Regarding the construction of his hometown... Forget it, Song Yunan's emoji suddenly appeared in his mind, just like looking at the mentally handicapped.

"Shop Manager Yao, I'll transfer the money from the sale back to you." After Yu Ao finished speaking, he packed the pasta that Jin Nan and Lin Guzi had just made into a box, packed [-] of them back and forth, and finally put them in the small box. On the motorcycle, "Doo Du Du" rode away.

Not to mention Peng Tiantian, Jin Nan felt a little embarrassed when he got on this motorcycle. He was used to driving a good bike, so the price of this motorcycle has dropped, so Yao Bing usually rides it. Who knows that Yu Ao has no idol burden, just like a purchaser.

"He, why is he going?" Peng Tiantian looked at everyone.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

When I knocked on my phone earlier, Yu Ao's advertisement was written, it was so simple and shabby that it looked like it was written by a primary school student: Selling pasta!You can’t eat it anymore, but friends in the slums can eat it, which is equivalent to saving you money for milk tea and bringing happiness to others.

Ao Lige below was quite impatient: [Damn it! 】

In order to be open and fair, Yu Ao launched a live broadcast, because in country S, the video was a bit stuck and snowflakes were flashing, but the number of people in the live broadcast room almost increased by hundreds of thousands.

"Can you see it?" Yu Ao asked.

【Wow!Where is this?It looks a little dilapidated! 】