Little Fubao jumped up and down and ran home, the two pigtails on her head bouncing with her movements.
Sang Wanzhou happened to cook two bowls of noodles.
Fortunately, the show crew had a conscience and at least gave them some noodles.
Although it is only enough for one morning, at least it will not let them go to work hungry.
As for the bowl full of meat and vegetables, he secretly hid it while the program crew wasn't paying attention during the barbecue last night.
He is very self-aware of his luck.
Hide some food and if you get a mission that you can't complete, at least you won't really starve to death.
"You're back? Come here to eat noodles, we'll be ready to go out soon." Sang Wanzhou put the noodles on the table and felt quite proud when he looked at the two pigtails on the top of little Fubao's head.
As expected of him, he can succeed in anything he wants to do.
She didn't realize at all that her two braids were completely disgusted by her two braids.
Little Fubao climbed onto the chair, obediently picked up the chopsticks and took a sip of noodles. His eyes lit up and he gave a thumbs up: "It's delicious!"
Sang Wanzhou raised his eyebrows and felt even more proud.
[Hahahaha, little Fubao, stop praising him. If you praise him any more, his understanding of himself will be blurred, and you will be the one who suffers then! Look at his proud look, little Fubao just loves him too much! 】
[Pfft, what you said upstairs makes me feel that Xiao Fubao is the parent and Sang Wanzhou is the cub.]
[Originally, our little Fubao is the little parent, taking Sang Wanzhou Zaizai on the variety show together!]
After sitting in the car and watching the live broadcast for more than two hours, Sang Yanzhou forgot to read the files all night and had to go back to rest. His eyes finally became bright and he stared at that pink little face.
He always felt that the cute little face on the screen was very friendly.
He turned off the live broadcast and put his phone in his pocket.
The thick clouds in front of him dispersed, and a sunny avenue leading to the "truth" appeared in front of him.
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After breakfast, Sang Wanzhou and Xiao Fubao set off to the breeding farm mentioned on their mission card.
"Brother, are we going to the breeding farm now?" Xiao Fubao was held by Sang Wanzhou's hand, with excitement in his eyes.
You can see a lot of small animals in a while, Fu Bao is so happy!
In the other hand, Sang Wanzhou held the drawing that the program team had just given them. It was a rough drawing of the farm area drawn by hand. The drawing was a bit sloppy, but it could only be seen that there were quite a lot of livestock types.
"No, the program team said that a car will pick us up soon and asked us to wait at the entrance of the village."
Along the way, they also met the Dole family, the Little Sheep family and the Little Cotton Jacket family.
After seeing Little Fubao's new hair style, the three little cubs were stunned for a short time, and then all burst into amazing laughter.
Even Ji Xiaoheng rarely laughed out loud.
Song Nanchen couldn't help but laugh with the Zaizai, and joked: "Xiao Fubao, who tied your hair? Wasn't your hairstyle yesterday not bad? You didn't tie this yourself today, right?
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"Brother, tie him up!" Xiao Fubao sold Sang Wanzhou without hesitation.
The hairstyle she wore on the first day of the broadcast was made by Sang Wanzhou, who had arranged for a hairstylist to come early in the morning. They did not do it themselves at all.
How can a grown man know how to tie his hair? He can only style his own hairstyle.