Yang Xiaoqing was confused.
"That kind of pickup line is so outdated!" several people shouted in unison.
Qiao Qiqi looked at these young boys and girls in front of her, all just in their early twenties, full of youthful vigor, and just looking at them made her feel better. No wonder people made this kind of variety show.
Before long, Qiao Jiezhe was squeezed aside by several people, and everyone gathered around Qiao Qiqi. Even though she spoke very little, everyone still liked her.
Meng Qingqing was neglected. She wasn't very happy, so she asked, "Weren't you all going to find ingredients? Where are the ingredients? We're still waiting to cook."
"What ingredients? The crew is just fooling us!" Jiang Zuzi angrily waved her fist at the crew.
"What's going on?" Qiao Jiezhe immediately got upset when he heard there were no ingredients. He hadn't eaten breakfast yet, and now he was already hungry, just waiting for rice to cook.
