Tang Qingge smiled. "Look at you, I'm joking with you, old classmate! Can't there really be a reporter?"

"Ah... Haha, joke, haha! Yes, yes, how could it be? No, no, you can rest assured, old classmate."

Zeng Jian wiped the sweat on his forehead, and his face turned white with fear!

Did she really guess? How can you guess so accurately?

Zeng Jian was shivering over his tea.

Tang Qingge held his arms, crossed his legs and said slowly, "but I can't think about what you said. Give me time to think about it."

Zeng Jian relaxed a little and his eyes lit up when he heard this, "are you serious?"

"Of course it's true. After all, I don't have any other way now, do I?"

Zeng Jian drank several mouthfuls of tea and swallowed saliva.

Just now, he was scared to pee by Tang Qingge. After drinking several mouthfuls of water, he began to urinate. "OK, I'll go to the bathroom first. Take your time."

"Go."

When Zeng Jian went to the bathroom, Tang Qingge immediately spoke to Bo Qin with a wireless headset. "Are the reporters still around now?"

"There it is, Qingge baby. When are you going to pull his hair?"

Tang Qingge thought for a while, "this kind of thing can't be too obvious. I'm afraid that Tang Mengqian will notice something. When Zeng Jian comes back, I pretend to help him pull out his white hair and take advantage of the situation to pull out a hair with hair follicles."

"OK, I'll pick you up here. If you have any problems, I'll take you away immediately."

They made up their minds.

But over there, Zeng Jian was stopped by a child the second she left the bathroom. Zeng Jian bowed his head and said, "what are you doing, little friend?"

The little candy pulled Zeng Jian's hand and shook the soda bottle at him twice. "Uncle, my soda seems to taste strange. Can you smell it? You can smell it for me and I'll give you a thousand yuan."

Say small milk candy to show him the red note in the small bag.

"I......"

Zeng Jianxin said that a man worth threemillion yuan still rarely gives you soda?

But now the eight characters have not been written off. The 1000 yuan is also very eye-catching, and the key is that the child looks stupid.

Zeng Jianxi smiled and squatted down. "What do you want your uncle to smell?"

"Uncle, smell this."

"Well... It's a little strange. It's strange. Why am I a little dizzy..."

With a 'poof' sound, he fell to the ground, his four claws facing the sky, his eyes closed, and his expression still maintained a grin.

Bo Ye immediately runs out of the corner. Tang Cheng also runs out of another place. They look at Zeng Jian, who has fainted on the ground, and look at each other.

"Your medicine is a bit powerful!"

"Average, average."

The little candy fan Mei looks at Bo Ye, "brother is so awesome!"

Tang Cheng, disgusted, pressed the little milk candy on his head and said, "go, go, you are everywhere!"

"Carry people away."

This is a monitoring corner. Xiaonaitang and Tang Cheng moved Zeng Jian to another monitoring corner. The three children tried their best to move Zeng Jian's thin body out for ten meters.

Tang Cheng, tired and paralyzed, wiped the sweat on his forehead and looked at Bo Ye, "what should I do now?"

Bo Ye closed his mouth and said two words coldly, "pluck."

"Hiss!"

"Hiss!"

The two children looked at Zeng Jian's thick hair and took a breath together.

"How do I pull it?"

"Hard pull?"

Bo Ye nods, "yes, hair follicles."

Little candy blinked and asked Tang Cheng, "what is a hair follicle?"

Tang Cheng blushed and refused to admit that he didn't know what hair follicles were. He was fierce. "Why do you care so much? Hey, how much do we have to pull out?"