The Kid Is A Little Polite, But Not Much!

After initial screening.

But there are too many small models participating this time.

Had to postpone it for a while.

got the news.

Su Ming's face is not very good-looking.

Delay by a day.

It means one more day stay in the hotel.

Double rooms are a bit more expensive than single rooms.

He glanced at the photographer.

He looked away in disgust.

The photographer's glass heart shattered on the spot.

[I always feel that I can see Chi Guoguo's dislike in Su Ming's eyes. 】

【Be confident and get rid of your feelings. (dog head)]

[Su Ming's face seems to have the words "Useless Adult" written on it. (heartbroken)]

[I was still laughing at the photographer, but when I think of my age, my tears fall with a smile. 】

【The clown is by my side? No, the clown is actually me!】

[The rich woman in Beishangguang will break your heart, the scumbags in Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Shanghai will make you cry, only Su Ming's disgust for you is like a tide...]

Su Ming thought for a moment.

Not easy.

The idea of ​​renting out the photographer came to me.

Strongly suppressed.

There is no other reason.

In exchange for him, he would not rent one who only eats rice.

It doesn't appear to be a money-losing business.

Seems to be aware of this.

Back to the hotel.

No need to remind Su Ming.

The photographer was very conscious and then changed into his vest and pants.

A push of a snack cart.

The exciting and anticipating life of a small street vendor begins again.

but.

The weather is a little too hot today.

Su Ming holds an ice cream.

He looked at the photographer, who was already sweating.

"It's a little hot, but fortunately I have ice cream to relieve the heat, sizzle~35

talking.

He ate to himself again.

Move to the shade while you eat.

The photographer clenched the shovel in his hand angrily.

under such stimuli.

I always feel the speed of the photographer making cold noodles.

It seems to have been further improved!

Less than an hour of effort.

He sold more than a dozen cold noodles in a row.

current photographer.

The technique of grilling cold noodles has become proficient!

He held the shovel happily.

Self-confidence rose, and even shouting did not feel ashamed.

"Roasted cold noodles! Thief fucking delicious baked cold noodles! 99

The photographer is full of enthusiasm.

He believes that more cold noodles will be sold today!

Then……

Buy a dozen or twenty ice cream.

Lick hard!

See this situation.

The live audience was amazed.

——【By the way, does he still remember that he is a photographer?】

【Ha ha ha ha……】

[The photographer who finished shooting quit his job to pursue his dream and become a stall owner of a cold noodle stall!]

[I see the love of life in the photographer's face. (dog head)]

[The temperament of this grilled cold noodles is suddenly up! 】

[Why do I seem to see a chilling figure...]

[Upstairs +1, I always feel that the photographer's cold noodles career is about to encounter the first Waterloo. 】

【I hope you don’t encounter the city management again this time! (prayer) (light wax)】

There was a lot of discussion on the barrage.

However.

The audience just finished saying their prayers for the photographer,

next second.

Three strong men appeared in front of him.

The photographer at this point had no idea what was going to happen next.

Still greeted with a smile.

"A few brothers, would you like a cold noodle dish?"

The leading man was obviously surprised.

The brother behind him laughed.

"How many days have you set up a stall here?"

The photographer thought this was the default request for a cold noodle.

Quickly pour the oil and put the skin on.

"It didn't take long, only came yesterday. 35

"Oh - so it was you yesterday.

how is this...

The photographer looked up suspiciously.

The shovel in his hand fell to the ground.

I saw these strong men taking off their jackets in unison, revealing the uniforms inside.

"Fuck! Urban management! 35

The photographer was stunned.

now.

Su Ming stood not far away and ate the last bite of the ice cream.

Actually.

He has seen it since the three big men appeared.

But no way.

Blame the weather for being too hot.

Don't get up at all.

Su Ming changed to a comfortable position and leaned against the tree trunk, watching the scene not far away.

The photographer was sweating profusely.

Not hot, but scary.

He hesitated and said: "Several big brothers, I... I am also a small business... I am

The photographer didn't know what to say.

After all, it was the first time he encountered Jiang Zi.

for a time,

He only felt that his little heart became cold and cold.

Woohoo.

I can't keep my own cold noodle stall.

Should his source of income be cut off?

Lost his only livelihood.

Tears welled up in the photographer's eyes.

There seems to be a picture of himself sleeping in a bridge hole in front of him.

For more than ten years in the field of photography, this is the first time he...

Hey wait.

The photographer's tears poured back silently.

Gan.

I really thought I was selling cold noodles!

Lao Tzu's main business is obviously photography!

Witness the changing expressions on the photographer's face.

Everyone in the live broadcast room was also amazed.

[What's going on? How can I see the photographer's tears go back. 】

0.... ask for flowers...

[Let's exclude him from remembering that he is a photographer. (dog head)]

[Photographer: Fortunately, I was caught, otherwise I almost lost the direction of my life!]

[Without 10 years of cerebral thrombosis, I cannot do this. 】

【By the way, where did Su Ming go?】

[Why don't you put your arms under the big tree and watch the play with your shoulders? 】

[Su Ming watching a play from a distance: Elegance never goes out of style. 】

[He even looked like he was going to get up, but looked up at the sun again and sat back. 】

at the same time.

After reacting.

The photographer didn't panic.

He picked up the shovel and explained, "I'm not actually the owner of the cold noodle stall.

That being said.

But the knee-jerk reaction betrayed him.

I saw the photographer turn over the almost cooked dough while talking.

Just beat an egg.

0.

Brush with hot sauce, sprinkle with green onion and cilantro.

A set of actions that flow smoothly.

Urban Management: 66...99

Live Room: 66....99

Do it all.

The photographer cut them up and packed them in boxes.

Just handed it over.

Then he looked at the city administrator with a peculiar look.

He froze.

Careless!

Damn muscle memory!

The photographer hurriedly said: "No, listen to my explanation, I really don't sell cold noodles!

pity.

It's too late.

Check your eyes and meet the right person.

Several city officials stepped forward.

Three under five divided by two.

Take the photographer directly to the city management law enforcement vehicle!

"No! Aren't you supposed to confiscate the tools? Why did you take me in the car?

The photographer's voice is getting quieter.

Su Ming watched the car with the word 'chengguan' drive away.

He stood up slowly.

First, I cleaned up the things on the snack cart.

Also counted the money earned.

"It's less than two hundred after such a long time? It's useless."

talking.

He packed the cameraman with the camera bag.

To the snack cart a bunch.

Leaving gracefully.

Su Ming knew that the director would hunt for people anyway.

Don't worry about yourself.

at the same time.

Some audience members fell off their chairs laughing.

[…Ah, is this a loss of morality, or a lack of humanity! 】

[With a wave of his sleeves, he does not take away a piece of purple smoke. 】

[Is the director preparing to hunt for people? (dog head)]

[Director: It's really my blessing to recruit an employee like you. 】

[I have been professionally trained, unless there are special circumstances, I generally don't laugh, and I am in a trance! 】

【Hahahahaha...】

At.