Chapter 551

At this time, Zhang Tang called Su long again to show off. A group of northeast people over there ate the same food. After all, they had the same taste. Zhou Erkang, the "traitor" of Zhang Tang's family, is also eating there.

What bad thoughts can Miss Zhou have?

He was only desperate for these animals at home.

Meng Zuoyi shouted: "look down on who? My cooking is delicious! It's your loss not to eat the food I cooked!"

Zhou and Lai Xiaolin didn't talk and bowed their heads to eat silently.

Neither of them is a little transparent. They can be regarded as new people who are doing well in the circle. Apart from animals like Li Tiezhu, they are not inferior to anyone. They are not inferior to the stupid Meng Zoyi of group C.

Zhou Erkang ignored Meng Zuoyi: "let me see the dishes made by iron pillar."

Zhang Tang showed off Hechuan sliced meat, spicy chicken and Mapo Tofu, directly skipped the scrambled eggs with ham intestines, and handed his mobile phone to Li Tiezhu: "come, look at their northeast chaotic stew series."

Zhou Erkang: "Tiezhu, although your Sichuan food has all the colors and flavors, I like to eat light food. It's healthy. I think Sichuan food is oily and spicy. It's unhealthy like hamburger fried chicken soda."

Ding!

In the cross dimensional entertainment classic exchange system, an evil passive skill is activated.

Li Tiezhu said, "Mr. Zhou, don't you eat at noon? Why do you eat so much oil?"

Zhou Erkang: "ah?"

Other people at both ends of the mobile phone were caught off guard and laughed. Li Qinxue choked with laughter, as if the vermicelli had gone into his nostrils, and the thief felt uncomfortable.

Meng Zuoyi's yin-yang strange way: "people just talk about it. Won't you take it seriously?"

When it comes to offending people, she is very positive.

Zhou Erkang hesitated and explained, "that's because they don't eat regularly and don't do well when they should eat..."

Li Tiezhu: "don't you want baking soda to soak vegetables? You also ate the pesticide stew?"

Zhou Erkang: "I, that... You're on the last day of this program. Do you have to? I'm getting old listening to your songs."

Li Tiezhu showed no mercy: "so you have insisted on not eating at noon for ten years. In fact, you don't eat after midnight? Your organic is pure and natural. In fact, you can also eat some pesticides when conditions don't permit? And you have insisted on wearing a mask for 15 years, not because of your health, but just because your nostrils are big?"

"Poof, cough..."

Li Qinxue sprayed a piece of vermicelli from her nostrils during the Chinese New Year.

Liu Mei also laughed back and forth.

On this side, Zhang Tang covered his face with a smile. Zhou and Lai Xiaolin whispered, and Meng Zuoyi patted the table and laughed wildly.

Zhou Erkang was powerless to parry: "iron pillar, don't spray for spraying. My persistence has my personal reason..."

Li Tiezhu: "then why don't you eat at noon and suddenly don't insist? Because... Is it delicious?"

"I think..."

"Is it delicious? Just say it's delicious."

"Er... I think it's good. I was forced to give up because I didn't have enough to eat."

"OK. What, after moving things in the afternoon, I lost a bottle of coke."

"I drank it. It's too hot. I told you, you forgot?"

"Hey!"

Li Tiezhu hung up with a beep and clapped hands with Meng Zuoyi, Zhang Tang and others. Zhou Erkang blew himself up.

Meng Zuoyi said, "I'm so angry that I drink soda. It seems that Mr. Zhou is unhappy in this program. It must be something we don't do well. It won't be his problem!"

On the other hand, Zhou Erkang explained, "it was because it was too hot and moved things. It was really hot..."

Barrage:

"I'll be good. Zhou Erkang was blown up."

"Iron pillar is worthy of being the God of sanctions."

"Don't eat after noon, poof..."

"Zhou Erkang drank coke? I'm laughing to death."

"Large face beating scene."

"In front of Li Tiezhu, no one pretends to be innocent."

"True fragrance law!"

"Mr. Zhou, don't make up for it. The more you paint, the darker it gets..."

"Zhou Erkang: dinner is really delicious. I've lost money in the past ten years."

Having had enough to eat and drink, Li Tiezhu was about to say goodbye to everyone. Suddenly, he heard that Taohuawu was going to have a meeting again. He suddenly felt refreshed and didn't mention leaving. In his opinion, the essence of Taohuawu lies in the meeting. After a group of people are divided into groups, the few people have a good time and have no conflict. They still feel like chickens flying and dogs jumping.

So he was going to attend the meeting again. The main reason was that after drinking the wine, songzhuer took his friends to the disco, saying it was to celebrate his winning a good role.

On the way to the conference room, Meng Zuoyi quietly said to Li Tiezhu, "wait for me in the car after the meeting. It's cheap for you."

Li Tiezhu thought, what? Are you going to bribe me? I'm not even on this show.

After everyone arrived, Liu Mei first made a speech and set the main task of the meeting, that is, what to do tomorrow.

Dock master Chen San has prepared a performance art - sleeping.

In short, it is to find an open space in broad daylight, make a circle of sleeping bags, and a group of people sleep there for two or three hours.

After listening to Chen San's description, the guests expressed different expressions. Those with low EQ directly showed the expression of Japanese dog. Those with medium EQ bowed their heads and pretended to be dead, while those with high EQ repeated Chen San's key words.

Su Lihui habitually picked up the left eyebrow: "the project is OK, but I suddenly want to hear the chief Tucao officer make complaints about this behavior art."

Everyone looked at Li Tiezhu.

"Iron pillar, what's your opinion?"

"Has brother Zhu ever done performance art? Does that sound cool?"

Li Tiezhu looked blankly and carefully worded: "I don't have any research on art. Everyone knows that I'm a steamed stuffed bun. Therefore, I don't understand performance art. I'm just from the perspective of a brick Porter, this thing is... I'm full."

Meng Zuoyi: "poof... Well said."

Guo Dalin: "sister Meng, you're not cool at all. Why do you agree with what Tiezhu says every time? You don't have your own opinion."

Meng Zuoyi: "because he speaks crosstalk well! Ha!"

Chen San was a little guilty and said, "performance art is the most utilitarian and misunderstood art form by the public."

Li Tiezhu: "art that is not accepted by the public cannot be called art."

Chen San waved nervously: "I can give an example. A performance artist pushed a piece of ice on the road and kept walking until the ice disappeared. It put forward a soul torture to the audience. Is it futile?"

Li Tiezhu: "art is so cheap? It's called Dog driving motorcycle. You don't know science (Xiao)."

Chen San: "we are talking about art, not science."

Li Tiezhu shook his finger: "no, no, no, this is definitely not art, my son, this precipice is an act of confusion!"

"Ha ha ha..."

"Geese, geese..."

A group of guests laughed, and the most introverted Peng Yue laughed.

Chen San was very embarrassed.

Barrage:

"This performance art is so embarrassing!"

"Are you out of your mind? Can you do something meaningful?"

"It seems that Zhang Tang is the most sober."

"I really can't learn from sister Meng to pretend to be a demon."

"It's still hard!"

"Confusing behavior is well summarized, which is very behavioral art."

"Li boqian: dogs drive motorcycles. They don't understand science. When I recite NIMA's words."

Li Tiezhu said, "don't be afraid. I'm not against you. I'm just saying what I know. You know I have no culture."

Chen San: "no, no, no, I welcome all opinions and suggestions."

Li Tiezhu: "let me tell you, if what you say is the transformation of performance art, my brother Qin Tao is a master of performance art! Qin Tao knows? He is Guo Dalin's daughter-in-law."

At first, Guo Dalin raised his hand to claim it. Later, he scolded, "go away! That's my partner. He said you may not know me. Let me tell you, musty's new boyfriend, right? He's the dead fat man. He has a lot of confusing behaviors. No, I mean, his behavior skills are anytime, anywhere."

Li Tiezhu: "he really peed upside down and ended badly."

Guo Dalin: "last time, our master teacher drank Baijiu and smoked cigarettes. He had to give a master a bare hand to smoke. My master almost got into ICU that night."

Li Tiezhu said, "in short, I think it's meaningless to sleep together. It's better for ou Er to knit a sweater for the tree. Of course, you should do it. I'm just talking about it casually. But there's one thing!"

Chen San: "you said."

Li Tiezhu: "I won't come tomorrow, but remind the program team to pay more attention to the situation of the guests when confusing behavior. Now the weather is very hot. You just say to sleep. In case of heatstroke, you don't know if you sleep hard."

Chen San: "er..."

He is obviously a little unhappy. These artists don't understand art at all, especially the guy with the highest talent and the strongest talent has no artistic perception at all.

The entertainment industry has fallen!

Liu Mei played round and said, "I hope you can support me. Let's do this confusion together."

Chen San said weakly, "it's performance art."

Liu Mei: "ah, yes, it's behavioral confusion... Art, behavioral art."

There was another burst of laughter, and then everyone continued to have a meeting and perform a program tomorrow. It sounds very boring. Fortunately, Li Tiezhu won't come tomorrow.

Then, the rehearsal of the program was simple for half an hour, not serious at all.

During the singing rehearsal, Zhang Tang also laughed at Meng Zuoyi's poor singing: "the sound stage shape table in your school is good!"

Meng Zuoyi pulled Li Tiezhu: "let him sing to you? Do you have a singer of this level in your school?"

Zhou whispered again, "elder martial sister, don't be ashamed. Iron pillar dancing will disgrace the school."

It was perfunctory. The so-called training rehearsal was sung two or three times. Everyone slipped away and was not dedicated at all.

Li Tiezhu also said goodbye to other people. He went outside to start his newly bought little black man, and then his elder sister Meng Zuoyi walked over step by step. It can be said that he came as promised.

Meng Zuoyi got into Li Tiezhu's car, took off his coat, revealed his fragrant shoulder, looked enchanted and said, "come on, blow a crosstalk for my sister."

Li Tiezhu looked blankly. What kind of confusion is this?

Meng Zoyi just thought he was irritated by himself and thought proudly, hey, when you start to mess, I'll tell you that the crosstalk I said is real crosstalk. Why are you so shameless. Ha! Think about it!

"Come on, I've taken off my clothes. What are you waiting for? Why don't you drive to a remote place and blow again?"

Li Tiezhu couldn't figure out why a demon actress liked crosstalk so much. After thinking about it, he wanted to say, "I'm still going home at night! Elder martial sister, let me talk to you about Sanda storytelling for two or three minutes?"

Meng Zoyi suddenly shakes. What's this move?

Sanda?

Never heard of it!

Two or three minutes? So fast? Who do you look down on? I'm not afraid of my sister!