With a hook from the gang pet boss, Master Fu fell

Song Xingji, he really will add drama to himself, he has a good brain power!It's just that the brain is not very smart.

Ji Lin didn't care: "No need."

Song Yu didn't care anymore.

But the Internet is lively, and everyone is giving thumbs up to the "Three Meals a Day" program group.

Arranging two deadly rivals in one program has something to watch, conflicts, and topics, but it's really courageous!

Ji Lin and Song Xingji debuted almost at the same time.

Song Xingji debuted as an idol in the men's group, and was labeled as an idol by nature: good-looking, but weak!

Ji Lin debuted as the champion of a serious singing show, and was dubbed as: a powerful singer with amazing singing skills and a heavenly voice.

The looks of both of them are at the ceiling level of the entertainment industry, and they belong to the same company, so they have been compared by others.

The conclusion is: Song Xingji is not as good as Ji Lin.

Song Xingji was arrogant and arrogant, how could he bear this, took a breath, treated him as an imaginary enemy, competed with him everywhere, and vowed to surpass him.

When people mention the two of them, they will say: Ji Lin is not as good as Song Xingji.

This beam is finished.

Everyone in the entertainment industry knows it.

The two of them are endless opponents!

**

Much awaited.

The first issue of "Three Meals a Day".

Shooting started!

All the guests arrived at the shooting location, Taoli Village, before twelve o'clock in the morning.

The resident guests arrived on the island first.

For the effect of the program, the invited guests did not arrange to meet in advance. They all went to the island alone, separated from each other, and no one saw anyone.

Song Yu and Song Ze were arranged to appear in the first group.

At this moment, they are rushing to the meeting point.

The village is built on the middle of the mountain.

Blue brick and white tile houses, blue stone steps, blue stone slab paths, and stone bridges flowing with clear mountain spring water below, every place is a scene.

Just walking up is like climbing a mountain.

The big brother who followed the film couldn't help but look at the mother and child in front.

Brother Lin's younger sister is really good-looking. None of the competing actresses in the entertainment industry can match her beauty.

There is also Brother Lin's little nephew, who is so cute.

The five-year-old boy was carrying a small schoolbag, a sun hat, and a large drinking glass around his neck.

From the time he got off the bus at the entrance of the village, he has been walking by himself, he is obedient and sensible, and he can't help but like him even if he is a big man of eight feet.

"Mommy, drink some water." Song Ze opened the lid of the thermos cup and handed it to Song Yu without blushing or panting.

Song Yu squatted down, bit the straw and drank, and asked, "Are you tired?"

Song Ze shook his head: "Not tired!"

"Continue if you're not tired." Song Yu fondled his little head.

Song Ze smiled sweetly at her, and when he looked up, his big black grape-like eyes looked in the opposite direction, and frowned slightly.

Over the opposite ramp.

Half of the sight was blocked by the bushes on the side of the road.

Fu Xun on the ramp, riding a small bicycle, looked at them enviously.

Seeing Song Ze looking over, he looked away nervously and guiltily, and unconsciously tightened his hand holding the handlebar.

the opposite person.

Getting closer and closer to him.

He could see her smiling, so pretty.

He could hear her voice, so soft.

It was like the mommy he had dreamed of countless times in his dreams.

he thinks.

If he had a mommy, he should be like her too!

The person on the opposite side is approaching.

He could already see her.

Soon, she should be able to see him.

He was a little nervous, his palms were sweating, and he began to pedal hard, trying to escape.

But the hands and feet didn't seem to be in control, the bicycle turned its head, headed towards the ramp, and rode in her direction.

When the bicycle reaches the side of the ramp.

He lowered his head slightly, his long eyelashes trembling like butterfly wings, he did not brake, but let go of the handlebar in his hand.

The bicycle was connected to the person, fell to the ground, and rolled down.

There was a rumbling sound, and there was a lot of movement.

Song Yu raised his eyes and saw a child rolling down the ramp with the bicycle.

"Whose baby!"

She cried out anxiously.

The first time, quickly ran over.

Song Ze looked at the child opposite, with a cold expression in his eyes, and his little brows frowned even tighter.

It's him!

The camera brother behind him and the two staff members followed closely behind and ran over.

Song Yu has already taken the bicycle away from the child and is checking his injuries.

Fortunately.

The little guy didn't hurt his muscles and bones, it was just some trauma.

The white and tender little arms and calves were all scratched, some places were scratched, and some places were more serious, blood oozing out.

"Zebao!"

Song Yu shouted.

Song Ze quickly opened his small schoolbag with a tacit understanding, took out a small first aid kit from it, and squatted in front of her.

Song Yu took the sterilized cotton ball, looked in front of him without speaking or crying, and sat on the ground obediently, with big black grape-like eyes, just looked at his little guy, and said distressedly: "Baby, you are hurt, auntie Let me treat your wound first, okay?"

Fu Xun nodded his head lightly.

It's getting closer.

He could smell her fragrance, so he couldn't help but want to get closer.

but.

And afraid that she would dislike him.

Song Yu was afraid that the little guy would be afraid of her, so he slowly approached him, patted his little head carefully, and said in a warm voice: "Auntie, be careful, it will hurt a little. If the baby hurts, tell Auntie."

Fu Xun's eyes, when she put her hand lightly on top of her head, were as bright as little stars.

He didn't know what it felt like, he just felt warm and comfortable in his heart, his nose was a little sore, and he wanted to cry.

But he held back, bit his lip, and didn't let himself cry.

The third uncle said that the sons of the Fu family cannot cry, and no one likes a child who loves to cry.

Song Yu began to treat his wound.

The little guy is so well-behaved, he doesn't cry or make trouble, which makes her feel distressed.

After treating the wound.

Song Yu rubbed his little head again, and praised: "Baby is so obedient and brave!"

Fu Xun's small face was blushing, and for the first time, he smiled at her.

Song Yu also laughed.

This little guy has exquisite and good-looking features, and looks as cute as a jade dumpling.

But when he doesn't speak, when he has a small face, he looks a bit like a grown-up, inexplicably mature and calm, not very close.

It's much better when I smile, and a little shy.

"Baby, what's your name?" Song Yu tried to communicate with the little guy.

Fu Xun lowered his eyebrows slightly, twisted his fingers, and didn't speak.

She will send him away.

He doesn't want to go.

"Baby, where does your family live?" Song Yu asked again gently.

Fu Xun's little head drooped even lower, but he still didn't speak.

The staff who followed were anxious: "Miss Song, we can't waste time, the director team is urging.

The child was handed over to us, and we helped him find his family. "

Song Yu thought about it too, nodded and said: "Then I will trouble you."

She finished.

A female staff member came forward, reaching out to hug Fu Xun.

But she didn't even touch him.

Fu Xun suddenly screamed, as if frightened, he threw himself into Song Yu's arms.