Little Fubao was not convinced after hearing this. Instead, he shook his head: "Fubao is not afraid of being punished. Fubao prefers to enjoy the process rather than caring about the final result."
"Master said that as long as you work hard for this goal, the final result is actually not that important."
"So, this money will be returned to Brother Little Sheep! Brother Little Sheep can worry about Fu Bao, and Fu Bao will be very happy!"
After listening to what she said.
The director silently put down the walkie-talkie in his hand.
He could finally understand why Xiao Fubao's popularity ranked first among the five cubs.
At the end of each season's variety show recording, he will select the most popular kid to win the title of "Popular King" of the season, and also get the opportunity to shoot commercials with well-known brands.
But this opportunity is basically given to the children of big stars, or the children of wealthy people operating in secret.
It seems that this season, it is none other than Xiao Fubao.
Even if Mr. Jiang comes, there is no way to reverse this result. After all, the eyes of the masses are sharp, and it is really obvious who is the number one "popular king".
Lu Zhiyang was also convinced by her words.
Reluctantly, he took back his three hundred yuan.
"Okay then. If you have anything to do or if you want to buy something or eat something, just tell me. I have money and I can buy it for you!"
[Hahahaha! It smells like that! It smells like a domineering president!]
[Our little baby’s outlook on life is really upright! I’m getting more and more curious about who her so-called master is. She must be no ordinary person who can educate our little baby so well!]
[I really like the little baby more and more! Sang Mizhou probably didn’t expect that his home would be stolen while he was buying food, hahahaha!]
"Tuk-tuk-tuk-"
There was a sudden knock on the bathroom door.
The photographer's voice sounded outside the door: "What are you two doing in there? Why don't you come out?"
Hearing the sound, Xiao Fubao walked over and opened the door.
"Uncle, we didn't do anything!"
After saying that, he walked out of the bathroom.
Lu Zhiyang walked out behind her.
The photography brother looked at the two little Zaizai passing by him with a confused look on his face.
With such a big talent, he already has a secret.
Xiao Fubao took out two bottles of milk and a small bag of potato chips from the bag in the drawer, sat down next to Lu Zhiyang, handed him the milk, then opened the potato chips in his hand and handed them over.
"Brother Little Sheep, here you go. These are gifts from the brothers and sisters who like Fu Bao while he was in the hospital! But because we have to eat, we can't eat too many snacks, otherwise we won't be able to eat!"
Lu Zhiyang glanced at the potato chips in her hand and only took one to eat.
He doesn't eat these messy snacks at home on weekdays. Everything he eats is bought by his parents from abroad.
But seeing how delicious it was for little Fu Bao, even he, who was always picky about his food, couldn't help but take a bite.
Then I couldn't stop.
Wait until Sang Mizhou and Lu Zhaoxi came back with their meals.
I saw two little cubs sitting together and showing off snacks.
Sang Mizhou's face turned dark immediately.
He walked up to the two little Zaizai in a few steps, snatched the potato chips from their hands, and said in a deep voice: "It's almost time to eat, and you two are still holding snacks and eating them?"
Little Fubao was like a little hamster, with potato chip dregs still in the corner of his mouth. He kept chewing in his mouth and stared at him with big innocent eyes.