“Is this what you said to invite me to dinner?”
Li Sanyi sat on a plastic bench, looking at the greasy table in front of him, and didn’t know where to put his hands.
Feng Yin, who was sitting opposite him, skillfully pried a pair of convenient chopsticks, and rubbed them crosswise and said, “Can you eat whatever you want? Can you eat enough?”
Li Sanyi looked at the signboard of the Eight Yuan box lunch box, and had nothing to say.
Zhang Bo and Feng Yin sat down and ate without caring at all. Even Lin Yu started eating, and they were still a little happy.
“Well, I have always wanted to try this lunch box, but my mother didn’t let it go, saying that it was unclean, it was all gutter oil, and the meat was all lymphatic—”
Lin Yu’s mouth was blocked by Feng Yin with a chicken leg.
“Eat, don’t talk!”
Feng Yin felt that if Lin Yu continued to talk, they would be beaten.
Lin Yu blinked and ate obediently.
Li Sanyi accepted his fate and joined in. After taking a few bites, the taste was better than expected.
Halfway through the meal, Li Sanyi’s cell phone rang.
“Okay, okay, we will arrive on time. We will definitely, please, goodbye, goodbye.”
After Li Sanyi hung up the phone, his excited hands finally placed them on the table.
“Fengyin, do you have a job?”
“Where to work, what do you do?”
“It’s not working! It’s a job in the entertainment industry, someone asks you to act!”
Acting!
The three people who were eating looked up together, their bulging cheeks were like marmots, clearly captured by the live broadcast room.
Feng Yin swallowed the food in his mouth hard and asked confirmation: “Let me act? Which director is so lucky——”
Feng Yin’s mouth was killed by Li Sanyi’s eyes.
“So promising.”
“I can’t say now, have a meal first!”
Since Feng Yin came, he would be at peace. If there was a program, he would be on the program. If there was no program, he would create the program himself. Anyway, she would only have popularity.
[Hurry, hurry up, go online and see which drama needs to be turned on. 】