Is it right or wrong to invite Ning Meng to participate in the variety show?

Slowly tighten your fists, trim your sharp nails and stab them into the delicate flesh of your palms, and there are dense pains spreading from the palms.

Zhao Qingyun suddenly felt much more awake-

Since Ning Meng is so aggressive, she has to change her mind.

She is the one who has been head-on and suffers losses.

Ning Meng didn't know that Zhao Qingyun was planning to change her strategy. Before she walked into the house, she turned her head and asked Zhongli's mother: "Aunt Zhong, it's getting late now. Why don't you and Zhongli come to our house for lunch together, stop making trouble."

Anyway, the three dishes were quite large, enough for four people to eat together.

Zhongli's mother was a little moved, but she was still afraid of trouble for them: "Will it be too troublesome?"

"No trouble." Ning Meng looked at Ning Baiju and asked, "What do you think, Dad?"

Ning Baiju never rejected Ning Meng's request.

He nodded: "It's just a meal. If you feel embarrassed, cook more tonight and let Ning Meng and I go over and have a free meal."

This is breaking the rules!

The director shouted in his heart!

The rules do not say that the guests are allowed to do this.

But after looking at Ning Baiju's calm face, the director silently swallowed his shouts.

If you can't twist your arms, you can play whatever you like. Don't look at the director of this variety show, but he is not worthy. He can't control the style of the variety show at all.

The director felt it was too difficult for him.

Not long after, Ning Meng also felt that it was too difficult for him.

There are too many mosquitoes in this country.

Ning Meng stretched out her hand and slapped her arm hard. As a result, the mosquito flew away from her arm after sucking her blood.

Ning Meng could only watch it leave.

"Dad, have you brought mosquito repellent water?" Ning Meng asked bitterly.

Ning Baiju was tidying up the furniture, and was stunned when he heard this.

When Ning Meng thought he hadn't heard it and was planning to ask it, Ning Baiju turned her head and looked at her and said sincerely: "I know what it is when I hear the name, but I have never seen such a thing."

So he didn't think about preparing at all.

[????Is there anyone who doesn’t know about mosquito repellent?]

[I think it's very strange, but after looking at the expression of Daddy Lemon, I feel that he didn't lie to me. There may be really mosquito insulators in this world. qaq]

There are indeed mosquito insulators in this world.

The peerless monster does not need mosquito repellent.

The blood of the peerless monster is not as dared to suck it, and it can be sour as to heaven with just one breath.

The mosquito didn't have the courage to get close to him at all.

So after more than a year of modern times, Ning Baiju has never been exposed to things like mosquito repellent, so naturally he didn't think about getting here in the countryside to prepare such things.

Ning Meng, this peerless... demon, well, she doesn't have such good treatment.

She felt that her physique was probably the kind that caught mosquitoes.

"I'll go and ask Zhongli's mother, they should have it."

When Ning Meng went to find Zhongli's mother, she would pass by the small bungalow first.

The small bungalow is not big, the appliances are not very complete, and the living room does not have air conditioning. Zhao Qingyun stood there in a green short skirt and wiped the table, slapped her thigh from time to time.

When Ning Meng passed by, he heard a "papapapapapa" sound after a few sounds.

She couldn't help but want to laugh.

"You need to repel mosquitoes." Zhongli's mother heard about her purpose and asked her to wait for a while.

When he found out the mosquito repellent water, Zhongli's mother also handed her a brand new pair of sunscreen ice sleeves: "Mosquito repellent water is not necessarily useful. You can put this ice sleeve when you go out to move. You won't feel hot, and you can also use it to block mosquitoes."

"Thank you aunt." Ning Meng smiled and thanked her, then reached out to take Bingxiu.

Before leaving, Zhongli's mother filled her with a small bottle of mosquito repellent water and asked her to take it away for use.

After applying the mosquito repellent water and putting on the ice sleeves, Ning Meng finally felt much more comfortable.

She stretched and lay on the bed to take a nap. After only half an hour of sleep, someone knocked on the door outside.

The person knocking on the door was Ning Baiju. He asked outside the door: "Have you had enough sleep? The program team gave me the task card."

Task card?

Ning Meng sat up from the bed and rubbed his hair.

What kind of sleep is a lot more fragrant when slapping the face than taking a nap.

A few minutes later, Ning Meng walked downstairs and met with Zhongli in front of the small villa.

Zhao Qingyun slowly walked out of the bungalow.

There were a few red envelopes on her fair thighs, which seemed a little obvious.

When Ning Meng saw that she was still dressed in the short skirt, she could only sigh that Zhao Qingyun was very good at it. She was willing to be bitten by mosquitoes in order to be more photographic.

Good idea, but no need.

Her current classic black and white dress is perfectly enough for her legs, so she will not be bitten by mosquitoes and will be cool.

After everyone gathered, the director came out.

The director coughed twice and introduced to everyone: "Everyone has got the task card, so we should know the location of our task."

"The program team does not provide cars, so all the guests can find a way to go to the Nancheng Porcelain Museum."

Nancheng is known as the hometown of porcelain, and it is not difficult to understand whether the task involves porcelain.

But the Nancheng Porcelain Museum and their place are one south and one north, with a straight line distance of almost three kilometers, not to mention walking in the winding streets of the town.

Ning Meng thought about it and understood the program team's ideas-

The program team did not specifically restrict the guests to walk. It seemed that they were allowed to go to the Nancheng Porcelain Museum based on their abilities.

If this happens, I will go find some residents to get a ride. Someone should be willing to take them to the Nancheng Porcelain Museum in one go.

Ning Meng looked at her father, and smiled on her face: "Dad, let's go forward first."

Ning Baiju raised her eyebrows slightly, knowing that she had an idea, so she didn't say much, and nodded directly and followed Ning Meng's pace.

Zhao Qingyun glanced at her and simply pulled Ning Bai away to the opposite direction of Ning Meng and the others.

Anyway, there are all kinds of roads in the town, and you can finally reach the Nancheng Porcelain Museum in any direction.

Zhongli stood there for a few seconds, raised his hand and scratched his head, and made up his mind to shout at Ning Meng's back: "Brother, wait for me, let's go together."

Ning Meng turned around and waved to him: "Okay, sisters, please follow me."

After Zhongli realized it, he realized that the word "sister" was a pitfall.

He tskated secretly, thinking that Ning Meng was really fun, but he didn't show it and led his mother to Ning Meng and the others.

After following Ning Meng's pace, Zhongli said, "Let's get a car. At least they are a little popular. If the residents here see us looking good, they should be willing to let us get a car."

Ning Meng was looking at Nancheng carefully.

She found that there were many small pedal tricycles in this small town - these tricycles were not big, but they were very convenient for residents to transport goods. After only 200 meters along the way, she saw no less than five tricycles.

"Don't get rid of the car." Ning Meng said.

Zhao Qingyun is likely to choose to pretend to be good and drive by car, show her upbringing and so on.

If there is a better choice, why should I have the same idea as Zhao Qingyun?

"Ah, then how do we get over?" Zhongli scratched his head.

Ning Meng turned her head and glanced at him: Why is this person so familiar? He doesn't have his brains to go out after acting with her.

She shook her head helplessly and asked Zhongli: "Can you ride a bicycle?"

Zhongli will do it.

Ning Meng nodded, there was no problem with him: "We will be self-reliant and find a way to borrow two tricycles to ride to Nancheng Porcelain Museum."

"Why do you have to ride a car if you can rely on yourself? Is this the reason?"

Zhongli blinked and suddenly realized: "That's right, that's it."

He looked at Ning Meng and said, "This way, if you come up with this idea, then I will borrow the car?"

If the division of labor is clear, you can also take the opportunity to take more shots for yourself.

When Ning Meng and Zhongli were communicating, Ning Baiju stood quietly by her.

After listening for a while, he shook his head gently.
To be continued...