You stinky boy, your uncle and I didn’t dare to eat instant noodles when we were in the study, for fear of being smelly.
You'd better make twenty barrels for me directly!
Twenty barrels, just twenty barrels, and you are still broadcasting in my study!
"Uncle, forget it, let's come back another day." Seeing this scene, Ou Zhiqiang also had a black eye.
I said you didn’t answer the phone. You’ve been live broadcasting eating instant noodles for a long time, Xiaodong. You said you couldn’t live broadcast on any day, and you had to live broadcast when my uncle came.
"Cough cough~ cough" At the same time, Ou Zhiqiang coughed twice and knocked on the door, deliberately letting the tease inside hear.
When there was a knock on the door, the boy named Zhang Xiaodong heard it.
"Hey guys, wait a minute, my brother is back! Zhiqiang, Zhiqiang, come in and say hello to everyone!" Although he shouted, he didn't look back. Zhang Xiaodong shouted to the camera and just put down the bubble.
noodle.
"Let me tell you, my brother is so handsome! Zhang Jiangang knows, right? He is the president and chairman of the Chinese longevity boxing association, Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhang, yes! That's the handsome old man, that is my brother's uncle, and also me
Dear uncle!"
"Yes, kissing your uncle is better than kissing me!"
"What? You don't believe it? Haha, okay, I'll give you a gift. I'll ask my uncle to be a guest another day. Brother Dong will keep his word!" The guy named Zhang Xiaodong was still communicating with fans with his face in front of the Douyin live camera.
"..." Ou Zhiqiang wiped the sweat from his head and did not dare to say anything.
On the other side, an old man pushed open the door with a dark face.
The next moment, an old man walked over, grabbed someone's ear and dragged him out.
"..." Ou Zhiqiang broke into a cold sweat and did not dare to say a word.
The high school student named Da Ming who followed behind him didn't dare to say a word, and there were black lines on his forehead.
"Ah, hiss, hiss, it hurts, it hurts, Uncle Zhang! Ah, hiss, hiss, please tap uncle, hiss, hiss, I was wrong, I was wrong, I won't dare to do it again~"
"Don't pull on my gold chain, uncle, I'm too expensive, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't pull my gold chain, uncle."
"..."
On the other side, the Douyin live broadcast interface on the mobile phone that was being broadcast exploded.
"Let me go, it's really Teacher Zhang!"
"Zhang Jiangang! I'm sure it's that old man!"
"Oh my god, I thought this guy was bragging, but it's really Mr. Zhang!"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's too miserable. It's like dragging a pig out~"
"Haha, I'm laughing so hard. Is this staged?"
"Mr. Zhang, please tell me a few words. My grandma really likes you."
"Teacher Zhang, my niece likes to watch your Pig Man the most. Don't leave, let me say a few words~"
When they saw Zhang Jiangang actually appearing in the Douyin live broadcast, the fans in the live broadcast were furious and became even more lively.
I never expected that this funny Douyin anchor is actually Mr. Zhang’s nephew!
People were dragged out, screaming, and gifts began to appear on Douyin, one after another.
Everyone even requested Zhang Jiangang to come back and say hello to everyone.
Say a few words and say hello? Just say hello, uncle, do I have that much free time?
Zhang Jiangang, whom fans were looking forward to, Zhang Xiaodong, didn't come in again, but two other handsome guys did.
And there were several waves of people coming in. A high school student named Lei Ming and Zhang Jiangang's nephew Ou Zhiqiang came in several times, and then took out twenty buckets of instant noodles.
Ou Zhiqiang even wiped the table carefully with a rag, sweating coldly the whole time.
"I'm going, what's going on, don't you want to eat?"
"This is fun, where is the handsome host?"
"Handsome, where is your brother? Can you ask Teacher Zhang to come out and say hello?"
"Don't close it, don't close it~"
When they saw Ou Zhiqiang cleaning the table in front of the camera, Zhang Xiaodong's fans booed. And when they saw Ou Zhiqiang turning off his mobile phone, those fans became anxious.
They don't know that in the living room at this moment, their Douyin anchor Dong Ge is sitting in front of the coffee table in the living room with a small matzha, with an awkward smile on his face.
"Eat! Come on, I'll watch you eat! Eat!" On the sofa opposite the coffee table, an old man pointed to the instant noodles that were all over the coffee table, and looked at the boy named Zhang Xiaodong with a dark face and said.
At the same time, smelling the smell of instant noodles, a certain old man actually swallowed his saliva unconsciously. It wasn't that he was hungry, it was because the smell was too exciting.
"Ahem, I don't want to eat, I don't want to eat. Uncle, please listen to my explanation. This is my first time. This is really my first time." The guy named Zhang Xiaodong said with a smile, "It wasn't my idea. It was me.
He suggested that I learn to eat mukbang. It was my first time. He said that if I could finish 20 buckets of instant noodles in one go, he would reward me with a yacht."
"Repay your fans, don't blame me, eat, hurry up! Finish all these twenty buckets of instant noodles! I'll watch you eat!"
"Uncle, this is really his first time. I can testify." Ou Zhiqiang also supported him from the side.
"Yes, yes, I saw it last night too. It was indeed the first time, Uncle Zhang." A high school student named Lei Ming also agreed.
"Okay, you three! I don't care how many times you take." He directly blocked the words of the two boys. At the same time, Zhang Jiangang looked at the child named Zhang Xiaodong.
"No, what did you tell me when you came here? You said that you were already very successful in Xihai City and wanted to develop in Donghai City. You wanted to bring your talents to our Donghai City. What about your talents? It is to eat 20 barrels
Instant noodles?”
"..." The boy named Zhang Xiaodong had black lines on his head and was even more embarrassed.
As for Zhang Jiangang's nephew and the high school student Lei Ming, they almost couldn't help laughing.
"You know how to laugh, but you two are not much better. Eat! You two eat with him, and I drink the soup too!" Zhang Jiangang said with a straight face after glaring at the two of them.
"Ah? I, I have had dinner, Uncle Zhang. My mother made mackerel dumplings in the evening."
"Yes, yes, I have eaten it too. Xiaodong has a big appetite. He can handle it by himself."
"..." You two are so unjust. What can you do if you help me eat a few buckets? You just want to watch me go to the toilet to induce vomiting later.
Under Zhang Jiangang's gaze, the three boys teamed up and ate more than ten buckets of noodles and soup before they were stuffed like dogs.
"Returning twenty barrels is as if you can finish it." Zhang Jiangang said with a contemptuous look at the guy. "People who pretend to be mukbang broadcasters deliberately pose angles and play tricks, but you are so stubborn."
"Uncle, my plan is to eat only noodles without soup." Zhang Xiaodong said while touching his round belly.
"..."
"Stop talking, my uncle came over today to ask you something." Ou Zhiqiang said quickly.
"Is something wrong? What's the matter, uncle?"
"What's going on?" Lei Ming was stunned.
"I heard that you two haven't been resting well lately and you're always having nightmares?" Zhang Jiangang asked again, looking at the two people in a panic.
"Oh, my uncle heard that you two always had nightmares and couldn't rest well, and your complexions were also bad. He was worried that you were sick, so he came here to check on you." Seeing this, Ou Zhiqiang hurriedly agreed.
This was naturally what Zhang Jiangang taught him, and what Ou Zhiqiang said was also correct. The two of them did not look good.
In addition, Ou Zhiqiang didn't know why his uncle was so kind to the two of them, and he came over to see them as soon as he heard about it.
At the same time, when his nephew said this, Zhang Jiangang's eyes were fixed on the eyes of the two people, watching their expressions.
When they heard this, the high school student named Da Ming and the young man named Zhang Xiaodong were stunned for a moment, and then their hearts warmed up. Everything was very frank, and there was no trace of pretense.
Seeing these, Zhang Jiangang frowned and felt strange.
"Well, Uncle Zhang, I have been having nightmares a lot during this period. They are so messy that they have seriously affected my academic performance. I told my mother and she still didn't believe me. Now I don't dare to touch the pillow when I sleep at night. Uncle Zhang has
Sora, please help me explain to my parents." The high school student named Lei Ming said.
"Yeah, me too, I..."
You are a piece of shit, you are, and you. With your grades, do you still need nightmares to affect you?
"You two, give me your hands, let me see!" Zhang Jiangang rolled his eyes at the two of them, and first extended his hand to the young man named Zhang Xiaodong.
But at this moment, nephew Ou Zhiqiang, who was sitting next to Zhang Jiangang on the sofa, also spoke.
"Uncle, actually, I have started to have similar nightmares since the night before yesterday." Ou Zhiqiang moved his lips and said, looking at his uncle.