After returning home, the two of them put their headsets on again.
Sang Mizhou returned to his usual indifference and said calmly: "By the way, grandma asked me to ask you if you want to go to her house for dinner tonight. She said there are a few children your age."
After hearing this, little Fubao was a little confused and said: "Fubao also wants to go to grandma's house for dinner, but... didn't the uncle from the program crew say you can't take food from the villagers?"
After saying that, she looked at the photographer with a pitiful look.
Photographer brother: "..." Don't look at me like that! I didn't set the rules! I can't control them!
Sang Mizhou understood what she meant in an instant. He raised the corner of his mouth and glanced at the photographer inadvertently, sighing: "Then what should I do? The program team won't let me go. It's difficult for the old man to be kind and want to be with our family."
Little Fu Bao can’t even fulfill his wish to have a meal, it’s so pitiful.”
Photographer: "..." I'll call! Isn't it okay if I call and ask?
[Hahahaha! The brother and sister sing together and take photos for others, even the elder brother can’t help it! 】
[But it’s not good to break the rules of the program group like this? No one else uses privileges like this, so why can they? 】
[Why? Who said other groups didn’t use their privileges? Look at the little fish group. They were turned away this afternoon and didn’t complete the task at all. Didn’t they also get dinner from the program team? Look at the little fish group again.
Mian Yao, I finished half of my task in the afternoon and cried all afternoon after being scared by the bugs. Isn’t there still food in the evening?】
[That’s right! What’s more, our little baby did the task so seriously today and was wronged. What’s wrong with going to grandma’s house for something to eat? 】
The photography guy came back after making the call and nodded to Sang Mizhou, indicating that the director agreed.
"The director agrees that you can go to grandma's house for dinner, but..."
The photographer paused for a moment.
Sang Mizhou's eyelids twitched suddenly.
"However, all the ingredients distributed by your program crew tonight must be returned to the program crew."
Sang Mizhou: "..." This old fox.
The director sitting in the studio saw Sang Mizhou's changing expression, and a proud smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Boy, can I still not know what you are thinking?"
[This stingy director wants to recycle just a few ingredients! How stingy!]
[That’s it! How much is this dish worth? I bought it! Give it to the little baby!]
[But this is fair! It saves some little blackheads from having to say anything.]
Sang Mizhou cleverly took out the stuffed pancakes and dumplings made by the old lady and returned the rest to the program crew.
The dumplings also used the ice machine we got today to make some ice cubes and freeze them.
These little tricks were all done under the director's nose, and the director was so angry that his face turned black on the spot.
No, what about your enthusiasm to turn off the monitor just now?!
Why didn't you ask the photographer to go out and then you hid?!
Don't you know I'm watching?!
Don’t I want to lose face?!
Sang Mizhou obviously knew that the director was watching the live broadcast, and he said to the camera in a low voice: "You just said to return the ingredients distributed by the program crew. These dumplings and stuffed pancakes were not distributed by the program crew."
, the grandma paid it herself. Since it wasn’t given by the program team, I don’t have to return it, right? Director.”
The director who was so angry that he vomited blood said: "..." Are you just playing word games with me?!