NOVEL NEXT Chapter 307
Chapter 307 – Wen Qing Is Like Doraemon’S Treasure Bag
Chapter 307 Wen Qing is like Doraemon’s treasure bag
Wen Qing’s face is so photogenic, almost 360 degrees in the camera without any dead angles and flaws, even the director was amazed.
If the show is aired, her good looks can make the show even more popular.
At this time, the guests got up one after another.
As soon as Zhong Nan came out, he saw the pleasing picture, and walked towards Wen Qing with a smile: “Wen Qing, you woke up so early.”
Wen Qing turned her head and saw that it was Zhongnan: “Well, I went to bed early and woke up early.”
As Wen Qing turned her head, Zhong Nan saw her plain face.
Compared to her with light makeup, her plain makeup was not inferior at all, which made him unable to take his eyes off.
There are many beauties of all kinds around Zhongnan, but most of them are ordinary after removing makeup. Sometimes he will let women wear makeup when doing it, so that he can feel comfortable when looking at it.
He looked directly at Wen Qing’s face and said: “There are not many young people like you who can go to bed early like you. Those two boys last night were so good at staying up. I woke up several times in a daze. The last one It was almost three o’clock once, Mu Xing was still awake, and Shang Ke was an hour earlier than Mu Xing, so he was indeed a young man.”
Wen Qing avoids Zhongnan’s gaze: “Maybe it’s because I just arrived in a new place and I’m not quite used to it.”
Just finished speaking, Shang Ke, who was breathing heavily, and Mu Xing, who was stretching his waist, came out of the room one after another.
“Sister Wen Qing!” Mu Xing walked over: “Good morning, Sister Wen Qing.”
Wen Qing straightened up, still holding the gourd ladle in his hand, and said back to Mu Xing: “Morning, Mu Xing.”
Mu Xing saw the gourd ladle in her hand, and there were dried corn grains in the ladle, and stepped forward: “Miss Wen Qing, I will help you.”
As he said that, he stepped forward and grabbed a handful of corn grains from the gourd ladle, sprinkled them on the ground, and yelled in a dignified way: “Googoogoo…”
Shang Ke didn’t see it, and went to fix himself.
Beside Zhongnan Station, asked everyone what they want for breakfast, Mu Xing was the first to raise his hand: “Noodles, I like noodles the most.”
Zhongnan looked at Wen Qing again, and asked her, “Wen Qing, how about you?”
Wen Qing said: “Same as Mu Xing.”
Zhong Nan said: “I thought that young people don’t like noodles, only us old people like noodles.”
Zhongnan said this because he wanted to hear that Qing and Mu Xing praised him for looking young. People who saw him in the circle would ask him about his maintenance secrets, how to maintain his forty-two-year-old appearance until he is in his early thirties.
The secret is money, of course. The millions of skin care products and fitness guidance every year are not in vain.
At this time, Mu Xing said: “That’s not necessarily the case. In fact, young people like to eat noodles now. My dad is only a few years older than Teacher Zhong, and he never likes noodles.”
The smile on the corner of Zhongnan’s mouth froze for two seconds, his expression was well managed: “Okay, I’ll cook noodles for you now.”
Mu Xing said: “Mr. Zhong, I will come to help you after I feed the chicken.”
Zhong Nan waved his hand: “No need, it’s so easy to cook noodles, it’ll be ready soon.”
After Zhongnan left, Mu Xing took the gourd scoop from Wen Qing’s hand: “Sister, let me come, the sun is out, it’s a bit dry, plus the ultraviolet rays here are strong, be careful that the show will be several degrees dark after recording.”
Wen Qing looked up.
The harsh sunlight made her open eyes close again immediately, she raised her elbow to cover her sight, then slowly lowered her head. The sun hadn’t come out when we were feeding the chickens just now, and before I knew it, the sun climbed up the hillside.
Wen Qing said to Mu Xing: “Then I’ll go in first.”
Mu Xing sprinkled another handful of corn grains, looked up at Wen Qing, and gave her a bright smile: “Okay.”
Wen Qing went back to the room, Lin Xiaozhi put a thin layer of foundation on her, and then painted her eyebrows. Lin Xiaozhi doesn’t have any makeup skills, so he learned a lot before becoming Wen Qing’s assistant.
“Okay, Ms. Wen Qing, the only thing missing is lipstick, but your lip color itself is relatively pink, so I can only do it first.” Lin Xiaozhi put down the eyebrow pencil and said.
Wen Qing held a small mirror in his hand, looking left and right in the mirror, he was very satisfied: “I think it’s pretty good, such makeup is very suitable in the village.”
Lin Xiaozhi felt that what Wen Qing said made sense, and the simpler makeup fit the way of life here.
Wen Qing tidied herself up, and took Mu Xing’s tablet to return him.
Mu Xing took the tablet and said to Wen Qing: “The noodles are almost ready, but there is no coriander at home, let’s pick some.” After speaking, Mu Xing suddenly realized something, and asked Wen Qing again: “By the way, do you like it?” Do you want parsley?”
“I like it.” Wen said with a light smile, “I am a person who loves coriander very much. Every time I hear people say that I don’t like coriander, I always secretly think that when I have money, I will buy it.” Everywhere a plane flies, I scatter a coriander seed.”
“Coincidentally, I thought so too.” The smile on Mu Xing’s face was very gentle.
He suddenly discovered that Wen Qing was cuter than he imagined.
She looks shy, but can also be very talkative.
She looks very silent, but when you get along with her, you will find that she is actually a little sun.
Muxing felt that Wen Qing was like Doraemon’s treasure bag, every time he opened it was a surprise.
Wen Qing didn’t know where the village head’s coriander was planted, but Mu Xing knew, so she followed Mu Xing. But before going out, Mu Xing untied the black dog from its chain: “By the way, take him out for a while.”
Wen Qing didn’t dare to get close to the black dog easily, for fear that the black dog would bite her.
Mu Xing could see that Wen Qing was scared, so he consciously led the black dog and walked ahead.
The vegetable garden is a little far away from the village chief’s house. Mu Xing came early yesterday and walked around the village chief’s house, so he knows where the vegetable garden is. After finding the vegetable garden, Mu Xing asked Wen Qing to pick vegetables, and he took the black dog to shit.
Wen Qing looked at the vegetables in the vegetable garden. It seemed that the cabbage grew the best. Because there were no pesticides, there were some caterpillars on the leaves of the vegetables. The wriggling caterpillars seemed a little itchy to Wen Qing, she was afraid but wanted to see them, so she squatted down to look at the caterpillars.
Looking at it, I couldn’t help stretching out my hand towards Qingchong.
The photographers on the side all looked straight, their brows slowly wrinkled into twists, why is this quiet and quiet female guest so rude all of a sudden.
Grab caterpillars with bare hands.
The caterpillar was almost the size of his little finger, and his scalp was numb just looking at it.
I was afraid to shoot again.
Wen Qing was very careful, just as he was holding the caterpillar with his fingertips, the photographer beside him suddenly screamed, which startled Wen Qing. She stood up abruptly and turned around again, and the caterpillar in her hand was thrown out with her turn, and landed on Shang Ke’s clothes opposite.
Shang Ke watched helplessly as the caterpillar was thrown onto him by Wen Qing, and there was no time to dodge it.
He froze all over, not daring to move.
Wen Qing swallowed sharply, glanced at Shang Ke, and then at the photographer who suddenly screamed just now.
The photographer looked apologetic and explained: “I was always afraid of this creepy bug. When I was concentrating on shooting, he didn’t know when he came. He suddenly patted my shoulder and scared me.”
(end of this chapter)