As soon as an Muyu smiled, her face was a little stiff. "eat!" Bo Yu's shouting rescued her from this embarrassment.

"what did you do before?" Chang Yu took the stubble, and she got up and gave Ji Yaoguang a bowl of rice.

Ji Yaoguang replied with a smile: "Nine steamed Nine exposed."

"Ah? Teacher Ji made it clear. " Bo Yu pulled a mouthful of rice, then put down his chopsticks and looked at Ji Yaoguang. "if you don't have a teacher Ji, why don't you cook some other day?"

"in the past, the rice was first steamed, dried, and then soaked in black rice leaf juice, which was repeatedly steamed nine times, which was called 'nine steams and nine exposures'." Ji Yaoguang smiled, and under the expectant eyes of everyone, she continued, "I can't. These are the theories I read or heard from the old man. The real practice depends on our boss." It is said that the alley where Boss an is located is really outstanding. There are several shops with very good craftsmanship, and the landlady is really gentle. "

"really?" Sun Shaogong smiled. "when this program is finished, I will find time to take a stroll around that mysterious alley."

Because of the resistance to an Muyu from the bottom of her heart, Ji Yaoguang didn't finish a bowl of rice, and the rest of the people teased her about losing weight, but she just smiled and didn't take it to heart. It was nice to sit and play in the inn, but on the first day of filming, no one could sit still except an Muyu. Ji Yaoguang is still traveling with Changyu, this time not picking wild vegetables, but simply walking aimlessly. Mengjia Village Central Primary School is the busiest place in the whole village, representing the ringing of the bell for the end of class and a chaotic uproar. The snack vendors pushing the trolley were good at finding the right time. They started doing business with the school children through an iron gate, and of course there was no lack of daring to turn it over the low fence.

Ji Yaoguang stared at the popcorn car.

"even if you don't like Amu Yu, don't have a problem with your stomach." Chang Yu fell in Ji Yaoguang's ear and sighed in a voice that only two people could hear. When Liu ran came up, they immediately separated. Ji Yaoguang stood still with his hands wrapped around his chest, while Chang Yu walked towards the trolley.

"the goddess of Ji! Give me your autograph! " An excited voice broke into Ji Yaoguang's ear. Chang Yu had not yet come back, but a little girl in her teens was blinking at herself with a ponytail. It turned out that Ji Yaoguang had her own fans in this primary school. Ji Yaoguang sighed. She looked at the man who was stopped by the iron gate. She frowned and said, "how did you get out?"

The little girl glanced back and whispered, "the doorman secretly let me out." Seeing Ji Yaoguang with a look of disbelief, she stamped her foot anxiously. "really, I won't lie to you. Please sign your name for me, Goddess. Class will start again in a few minutes."

Ji Yaoguang's mind was moved, she raised a smile, slightly leaned over and said: "of course you can sign, but I want to ask you to do me a favor."

"what's the favor?" The child, who was still excited to see the goddess, suddenly looked vigilant. She stepped back and stared at Ji Yaoguang, and began to think about whether she had the wrong person.

Are you so scary? Ji Yaoguang reflected on herself and made the smile on her face softer and more amiable. She said, "are there any people you know who want to write love letters?" I'll give you a number, and you can publicize it for me, both adults and children. "

"is it as simple as that?" The little girl looks incredible.

"Yes." Ji Yaoguang nodded, turned out the pen and paper from Liu ran's body, wrote down a number, and then signed his chic and elegant name. The sound of "jingle bell" sounded, and the people who were still surrounded by the iron gate suddenly scattered the birds and beasts. The little girl did not speak. She snatched the piece of paper from Ji Yaoguang's hand, like a small whirlwind. I saw her holding up the low wall on one side. She quickly turned into the campus, which looked like a habitual criminal.

"." Is it the wrong person?

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Chapter 51 052

When he saw Chang Yu coming with a bag of popcorn, Ji Yaoguang soon put these trivial things behind him. Whether there are customers coming to the door or not, this is a kind of fate. Now primary school students are becoming more and more mature and may not like this old-fashioned way of expressing their love.

Two people walk side by side on the quiet path, for a time even words have become superfluous, but a meeting of eyes is better than a thousand words. Ji Yaoguang focused on solving the bag of popcorn in his hand, feeding Changyu a few from time to time. On the other hand, the expression of Changyu is quite complicated, as if there are inextricable bumps in his heart. After a while, she pretended to speak inadvertently and said, "did you know Jiang Yusheng before?"

Ji Yaoguang replied, "I don't know. Why?"

"nothing." Chang Yu twisted her eyebrow and shook her head. "she is a very enthusiastic fan and she admires you very much."

Ji Yaoguang nodded. She had little contact with fans, while some of the other artists around her met extremely enthusiastic fans and even affected their lives. These people rely on their fans to maintain their popularity, and they also resent being peeped into their privacy again and again. Ji Yaoguang did not have a favorable opinion of this group at first, but now his attitude is slowly beginning to change. If fans are like Jiang Yusheng-she thought about this possibility and giggled, she praised: "the primary school girl is very cute."

Changyu answered faintly: "mm-hmm."

Ji Yaoguang clapped her hands, threw the empty bag of popcorn into the dustbin by the side of the road, and looked longingly at Changyu. She seldom took wipes with her when she went out, and if she walked with Changyu, she didn't need her to think about anything. Chang Yu lowered his eyebrows, wiped her lips with a tissue and motioned to her to hold out her hand. The damp coolness was from the palm of the hand to the back of the hand to between the fingers. Chang Yu's movements were serious and careful. Ji Yao was excited all over her body, and her eyes were stained with a layer of moist lustre. She licked her lips and looked at Chang Yu's face. But this is during the shooting of the program group, Chang Yu must not allow it. At this point, she sighed with regret.