Love apartment under one person

Chapter 428 Meng Lang: No one knows free cooking better than me
Zhuge Dali insisted on accepting the interview, but after Meng Lang failed to persuade her, he let her go.

After all, Meng didn't believe that people from the company would still have time to watch live TV at this stall.

Besides, they are on the Travel Channel, you can't care if I travel all the time, right?
So, Meng Lang put his hands in his pockets in his spare time, and watched the little girl accept the interview with great interest.

At this time, the street interview duo also started to ask questions according to the question booklet in their hands.

"Hello, this beauty, what's your name?"

"My name is Zhuge."

"Okay Miss Zhuge, may I ask if you are a local?"

"No, I'm from Shanghai. This time I'm traveling with my 'boyfriend' and my family."

"I'm so sorry! It turns out that you are the girlfriend of the man next to you. I don't know the other lady..."

"It's my boyfriend's ex-girlfriend, can't I? I don't want to talk about things that have nothing to do with the interview. If you don't get to the point, please forgive me."

The reporter scratched his head, wondering what kind of emotional state these four people were in. He secretly looked at Meng Lang with admiration in his eyes.

Being able to take the ex-girlfriend and children together with the current girlfriend to travel in a group... The most outrageous thing is that these two beautiful women seem to have no intention of tit-for-tat, this is definitely a master!
"Ahahahaha~ It can be seen that Miss Zhuge is also a sweetheart! Then, as a person from Modu, what is your impression of us in Generdu?"

Zhuge vigorously nodded seriously: "Very good! All of them are located at the confluence of the five major tributaries of the Haihe River in the North China Plain, with Bohai Sea to the east, Kyoto to the west, Cangzhou to the south, and Yanshan Mountain to the north. North China is second to none..."

Seeing that the little girl continued to introduce for more than five minutes without stopping, the short and thin reporter couldn't help but wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with a embarrassed expression.

"It can be seen that Ms. Zhuge is very knowledgeable! She has a better understanding of Gaerdu than a local... let's change the subject. I noticed that you were discussing this Xikai Cathedral before. May I ask you? Did you come here for a visit?"

"This one……"

Seeing the little girl's face showing hesitation and wondering if he should reveal the purpose of this trip, Meng Lang smiled and stepped forward to wrap her arms around her slender waist, and smiled at the camera: "That's right! We came here just for the name!"

"Ah! Then, sir, you must know a lot about church culture?"

"Oh, that's not true."

Meng Lang shook his head lightly, facing the camera and talked eloquently: "I don't believe in any religion. In my opinion, the existence of religion has only two meanings. One is as a medium for philosophers to explain and spread their thinking; the other is Dump the trash can of stupidity and despair as the ignorant."

"Hehe~ Sir, you are really humorous." The reporter wiped the cold sweat that was flowing more and more from his forehead, and the corner of his mouth forced a smile that was even more embarrassing, "Then you must admire those philosophers?"

Someone from Meng shook his head again: "Of course not! As we all know, when encountering difficulties, great philosophers never try to find a solution. They spend all their time explaining to others why there is no solution."

"Don't say anything else, just look at the world right now."

"When encountering difficulties, what we flower growers think about is how to rise up and resist, and use the power of the whole country to build our own Leishen Mountain and Huoshen Mountain in the shortest time. Everyone performs their duties in the post, and they stand shoulder to shoulder with gods with mortal bodies."

"However, in the kingdom shrouded in the light of God, their believers immediately choose to lie flat when encountering difficulties, and enjoy the sickness and death brought by God without any worries.

Among them, the doctors and nurses who fought on the front line in the early days could only fight against the god of death wearing protective clothing converted from garbage bags and disposable masks that were so thin that they could be called simple, showing the bravery and fearlessness of the angelic believers. "

"In those countries shrouded in the light of God, the rich and rich can stock up on three or four ventilators at home, and under the protection of a private doctor, they can have sex and sing songs every night;
But the corpses of the poor ghosts couldn't even be burned, so they could only be piled up in the trucks that were originally used to refrigerate pork... The dark yellow and smelly corpses flowed freely on the land they cooked freely, and the kind-hearted people The sound of tears dripping from the heart and the desperate wails of the dying are intertwined and merged into hymns to God. "

"In those countries shrouded in the light of God, the rich can enjoy a rich burial when their dog dies, set up monuments, inscriptions, and hire special personnel to take care of and present flowers 24 hours a day; while the poor, even if their parents die, they will just be thrown away hastily. In the mass graves, you don't even deserve a name.

Of course, the believers of God still have some brains, at least they didn’t forget to send the FBI to arrest the reporter who made the mass grave public..."

After a "praise" without any dirty words but with an effect comparable to that of digging someone's ancestral grave, the two journalists didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

Brother, we are just a travel channel column group in a small TV station!You said this in our live broadcast, at best it would be called the show not doing its job properly...

"Ha, haha! This gentleman is really humorous ~ um... please forgive our limited interview time, and it seems that the snacks on your ex-girlfriend and daughter's hands are almost finished, so let's add something if you have time... then we will This is the end of the interview, thank you for your participation."

At this time, Meng Lang had already focused his gaze on a window in the church, and nodded indifferently after hearing the words: "Thank you for your hard work."

When the two reporters walked away, Zhuge Dali in his arms suddenly rubbed his hair against his chin: "Meng Lang, when you were interviewed just now, you suddenly said that...did you find something in the church?"

Meng Lang smiled lightly and raised his hand to hang the little girl's nose: "As expected of you, you are still so smart!"

As he said, he raised his hand to pinch the girl's small face, and turned her gaze to the same angle as his own: "Look here, the eighth window from the left on the second floor, do you see anything wrong?"

"What's wrong?" Zhuge stared vigorously for a long time, then shook his head slightly and said, "Isn't that the same as other windows?"

'It seems that Dali's experience in the world is still too little! '

Shaking his head, Meng Lang turned around and pulled Feng Baobao who was licking his fingers: "Baby, take a look, what's so weird about Dali's window?"

"I want~"

Gua Po Niang Hanhan agreed, and followed Meng Lang's instructions, tilting her head and staring at the window on the second floor for a few seconds, and then said as a matter of course: "It's obvious that there is a melon inside looking at us~"

PS: The first update

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