He still pretended to be calm and nodded: "Yes. Thank you."
The atmosphere in the store is a little heavy.
Song Nanchen immediately came out to warm up the scene: "Hahahaha, I didn't expect you to be a very polite and polite person. Sure enough, the rumors on the Internet are not credible. After contacting you, I found that you are completely different from what you said on the Internet."
Sang Mizhou smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Actually, part of what is said on the Internet is right."
He raised his head and looked at the slightly shining sky.
Youyouran said: "I have a big temper, act like a big name, make young actors cry, and criticize brands. It's all me. I'm right."
At this moment, Song Nanchen didn't know how to answer the conversation.
Now in front of the camera, he actually admitted the dirty information about himself.
Although very candid.
But I have to say, it is really courageous.
How many artists can face their dirty stuff calmly in front of the camera?
No.
Sang Mizhou should be the only one in the entire entertainment industry.
[What is Sang Mizhou doing? Is he exposing dirt? So cruel? Do you really not want to be in the entertainment industry? γ
[Wow, even though I have known this for a long time, it still feels amazing to admit it and say it from his mouth. There should not be many celebrities who dare to be like him.]
[Courage is commendable, but we already know this, so itβs unlikely that your brother is also in the entertainment industry, right? γ
Sang Mizhou seemed to have opened up the conversation, "I once fell into a trough. Regardless of external voices, regardless of anyone's evaluation, willfulness, and ego, I maintained an indifferent attitude towards everything."
"But now I have discovered that such a mentality will lead to worse consequences and irreversible consequences. I have suffered losses twice, and I will not suffer losses a third time."
Suffer?
Song Nanchen looked puzzled.
Is he referring to the kidnapping of Xiao Fubao?
That's just once.
Where did it come from twice?
Seeing that Sang Mizhou didn't continue, he didn't continue to inquire further.
In this entertainment industry, no one has any secrets of their own.
Don't ask, don't tell, don't spread rumors, and don't believe rumors is the best way to survive in the entertainment industry.
Fifteen minutes later, Ji Yucheng came down with the three little Zaizai, and they went up to have breakfast.
The sky is almost completely bright.
People began to pass by one after another on the road.
No, customers came to the door all of a sudden.
"Grandma!" Xiao Fubao looked very excited.
The person who came was the first guest on the first day.
Little Fubao still remembers it clearly.
"Hey, baby, why haven't you opened the door for the past three days? My grandson has been clamoring for peanut buns every day, but you didn't open the door, so I went elsewhere to buy them for him, but the results were not to his taste, which made me worried to death.
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Little Fu Bao scratched his head in embarrassment: "Fu Bao got sick a few days ago, so he went to the hospital to see a doctor. Grandma, what do you want to eat today?"
"Then give me two peanut buns, a meat bun, and a cup of soy milk."
"Okay." Ji Yucheng packed the buns skillfully. He was about to say the price when he suddenly paused, turned to look at Xiao Fubao and asked, "What is the price of your buns?"
Xiao Fubao tilted his head and thought for a while: "The meat buns and shaomai buns are both three yuan, the red bean buns and peanut buns are two and a half yuan, and the soy milk is five yuan."