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Han Ming gritted his teeth. He thought that, no matter what, he would not allow other factors to threaten the propaganda plan.

Predictable fame and benefits are part of it, but another reason is more important.

——He is planning to take this opportunity to make the fake come true.

When An Xumo returned to the living room, Han Ming also returned. The stone house has a total of four main rooms, two on the second floor are bedrooms, and the first floor is a bathroom and living room. Although there are not many rooms, each one has plenty of space. The kitchen and living room are integrated into one, and it is also the place where the six people have the most activity.

Han Ming saw that An Xu Mo was trying to stop the other party, but he had not spoken yet, and suddenly there was a knock on the door.

Several people inside the house were attracted to look at the doorway. The rain outside the house had just passed for a while, but it wasn't completely clear, and even the outdoor seats were withdrawn. Who else is knocking on the door now?

"Who?" Yan Xiangzhen raised his voice and asked, but there was no response outside the door. He walked to the door in doubt, reached out and opened the door, "Who ..."

Before Yan Xiangyi's words were finished, he was drowned in the crowd crowded into the house. I saw the house outside broke into seven or eight unfamiliar young people in ethnic minority costumes. They rushed in and waited until all of them came in to explain their intentions.

"Suddenly it rained outside and we were caught all the way. It was easy to find a place to shelter from the rain. The kind people will take us in!"

An Xumo on the side couldn't help but touch the tip of the nose. This group of people were all dressed up. The so-called "wetness" only had a little water stain on the sleeve. He made up for the previous season, this group of people is obviously the arrangement of the show group.

Others naturally also saw the routine of the show group, and Zhou Jinshen and Yi Tianming, who had just cleaned up the ingredients, got up to make way. Fortunately, the room was spacious enough to hold so many people.

Yan Xiangxi laughed and said, "Okay, do you have any other requirements?"

Seven of these eight people are obvious vegetarians. They have not spoken, and only one leader is talking. When he saw his identity was penetrated, he said straight: "Please learn from us a local people. Dance, you can jump down completely, and we will give local specialties to the kind people. "

The specialty they said was the coconut held by several people, and it was exactly six. Zhang Zhiwei glanced at the coconut and said, "Oh, it's just a coconut chicken, but coconut is lacking. Come, let's jump along."

The two teams lined up in four rows, eight people demonstrated, six people learned, and the scene became very lively for a while. Said to be dancing, in fact, they are just following the imitation. They teach the local folk dance in Hainan. The characteristics are important, the difficulty is not high, and the dance is only three or four minutes long. Not to mention Han Ming and An Xumo from professional backgrounds, even Yan Xiangyu and Zhang Zhiwei, who had not been in contact, successfully followed the team to complete the task.

A group of people came around in a noisy manner, and after leaving the coconut, they went on hula hurrying. Zhang Zhiwei took a coconut and shook his head: "Ah, one is old, and he has to sell old arms and legs for food."

After sighing, he greeted several others: "Pry the coconut apart, divide the coconut juice first, and leave only the flesh and the shell for cooking."

The chef said so, and everyone else was rude. It ’s just that coconut is delicious and hard to open. Yi Tianming and Han Ming have been busy for a long time and have n’t opened one. Han Ming shouted back, "Brother Shen, can you do me a favor?"

His words were very natural, and his tone showed a touch of familiarity. If it was edited and broadcasted in the program, it would surely attract a lot of CP fans.

An Xumo also heard Han Ming's voice. He looked back at Zhou Jinshen, and the man had turned sideways to Han Ming. He took the ravaged coconut from Han Ming, took the dagger | and sent it at the top, and the hard coconut shell was inserted into it as easily as tofu.

Zhou Jinshen pulled the dagger | first pull out | and opened all six coconuts with Han Ming's actions one after another. The program team provided straws, and Yi Tianming sent two coconuts to Yan Xiangyu and Zhang Zhiwei. Han Ming inserted the next straw and said: "Brother Shen is amazing, he can do everything, it's just decathlon ... just It's also very handsome when dancing. "

When Han Ming was talking, the camera was facing both of them. An Xumo didn't look again after glancing at him, and kept busy packing the cushions. But he was not busy for a long time, and there was one more person beside him.

An Xumo looked up and saw Zhou Jinshen standing next to two coconuts with straws in his hands. Han Ming, not far behind him, was looking at this side.

Zhou Jinshen handed a coconut over, An Xumo wiped his hands and took it: "Thank you, Jin Shen."

As soon as An Xumo's voice fell, Han Ming's voice rang, and he called Zhou Jinshen, as if to let the man go to help. Seeing them busy, An Xumo turned around and went to the table, and took out a few more straws.

The colorful straws were inserted into the coconut. An Xumo carefully held the coconut and walked to Xiao Yang, who was not far away: "Yang Brother, do you try?"

Xiao Yang is An Xumo's follow-up director, but now that he is indoors, he has not continued to follow An Xumo. When he saw An Xumo taking the coconut, he was taken aback: "Hey, good, thank you Xiao Mo. "

An Xumo smiled: "It's all right."

After Xiao Yang finished drinking, An Xumo went to the corner of the room again. There was a photographer hidden behind the block, and along the gap where he put the lens, An Xumo sent the straw of coconut juice to him: "Wang Wang Hard work. "

The photographer who had been standing there for a long time did not expect to have his own share. He stretched his head and took a breath before he remembered to thank him. An Xumo smiled again and then walked to the next photographer.

There are more than a dozen seats in the stone house. An Xumo turned around. The coconut juice has basically bottomed out. He didn't feel anything, but the cameras were very moved. There was only one portrait of An Xumo, but he took care of the videographers who couldn't move randomly in a fixed position in the house. This is no longer superficial, they can all see that this newcomer is really interested.

An Xumo took a sip of the final juice and ran to hand over the coconut shell to Yan Xiangyu. Because breakfast is late, plus everything needs to be done by hand, when six people eat their morning meal, it's almost three | o'clock.

The coconut chicken is also processed, and the crabs have not been steamed. The lunch is just a transition, and the real dinner has to wait for the evening. However, shrimp and egg, cold salad and eel fried rice were placed on the table, and several people were already very satisfied with the fragrant and steaming lunch.

An Xumo helped bring the last dish to the plate, and several others were already seated. Zhou Jinshen was surrounded by Yi Tianming and Han Ming on one side, and An Xumo sat next to Han Ming. Yan Xiangxuan got up and poured water. When An Xumo came over, Han Ming offered to pass chopsticks to him, and smiled and said, "Come to Xiao'an, try this fried rice, and Vigo's technique is good."

An Xumo thanked him and was about to use chopsticks, but Zhang Zhiwei's voice suddenly came from behind him: "Hey, Xiao Mo, don't touch that."

The busy Zhang Zhiwei just washed his hands and returned. He came over to sit down and moved the last dish to An Xumo.

This is a bowl of Yangzhou fried rice fried with eggs and diced vegetables, which is clearly distinguished from eel fried rice. Zhang Zhiwei took the chopsticks and banged on the back of An Xumo's hand. He was very angry and funny: "I have seafood on my hand and I'm a little bitch."