The first thing after rushing out of the haunted house is to touch out the phone, open the photo album and pull out the photos of Horch, and stick it to your heart.

Oh, scared her, it’s terrible, I almost cried.

Mom's stinky net red, this hate is remembered on a small book!

After a long leg, I came out with a golden task scroll in my hand and joked: "Is it afraid of ghosts?"

Sheng·face does not change color. Joe: "Who is afraid of ghosts? I? Just kidding, I like ghosts the most."

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Get the clue guidance in the afternoon and have a lunch to continue. I did not expect that this pottery program group did not stop eating, and engaged in a gourmet rock climbing. The food cards were hung at three meters, five meters and ten meters respectively.

Sheng Qiao drank a box of milk from the early morning to the present, and he couldn’t lift his hands. Fang Bai was too angry at the side and resisted anger to negotiate with the director.

As a result, the director is confident: "This is the purpose of our program. Since your artist enters, you must obey. Not to mention the other people who have not eaten, how can they be treated differently."

The original purpose of your program is to exhaust the star? Deserve to be your mother.

Fang Bai still wants to say something. Sheng Joe, who is already dressed, calls him. "White, forget it." She waved at him. "I'm fine."

Shooting continues.

Sheng Qiao's goal is very clear, just the lowest, what it is, can eat.

After the coach did basic teaching and demonstration, six people began to climb. Several people are actually very tired, but in order to maintain the effect of the program, Sheng Joe climbed a few steps and found that the next one is the same goal.

Grass, can't bear it!

She took a deep breath, clenched her teeth, and hanged it up. She climbed up in a few steps and grabbed the food card.

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Then you can climb and continue!

Sheng Qiao was first put down, sitting on the ground, opening the food card and seeing the buckwheat bread on it.

After several people grabbed the food card, the program group finally opened the meal. The long legs climbed to the highest point, and I got the local specialties. When the food was served, several people looked envious.

Sheng Qiaozheng licked the bread on the table and pushed the plate to her in front of the long legs. "Gourmet should be shared with teammates."

Sheng Qiao had not had time to move, and he heard the director said: "Can't share, eat each."

I gave Sheng Qiao a sigh of relief, and they didn’t react. They took a few mouthfuls of seafood porridge in front of them, and smiled in the stunned look of the director’s group: “Do you want me to spit it out?”

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you are vicious.

In the afternoon, the shooting content is still not easy, and it jumps and ran. Anyway, the program group is going to kill you. Sheng Qiao greeted the eighteen generations of Gao Meiling's ancestors in his heart.

But you want me to lose face on the show, I just don't let you do it, and then tired and tired, and definitely don't lose your face, so that when you start editing later, you want to black a wave of Joe. I found that a black dot material could not be found...

At the end of the day, Sheng Qiao’s whole person was no longer able to do so. He didn’t want to say anything when he was tired. He was taken back to the room by Fang Bai.

This is not finished. The plane that returned to China was at one o'clock in the morning. She took a nap for a while, ate something, went out to the airport, and was a long-distance flight for more than ten hours.

After tossing down, it was already more than 11 o'clock in the middle of the night after returning to China. Fang Bai had already informed the company to send a car to pick up people. As a result, the two waited for half an hour at the airport, and the car disappeared. Fang Baiqi screamed at the breach: "Joe Joe, I will resign when you cancel the contract. This garbage company is too disgusting."

Sheng Qiao was sleepy, standing on the pillar, and his voice was weak: "Get a car and go straight to the hut, or you will have to run tomorrow."

Fang Bai endured the fire to take a taxi. Sheng Qiao licked his temples. At the moment of his head, several white lights flashed.

I don’t know where the reporter is hiding. She is now on the mirror. The photos are passed out and I don’t know how to sneak. After thinking about it, I took out my mobile phone and logged in to the support club, and sent a microblog.

- Jojo returned to China at 11:30 in the morning. Filming all day, twenty-eight hours long and long flights. Hard work, our baby.

Fang Bai called the car very soon, and the two left the car. The paparazzi hidden in the dark look at the face of the camera, which is filled with dark, dark eyes, and can’t wait to call the editor: "The news of tomorrow is there!"

An hour later, the car arrived at the variety house.

At this time of time, everyone has already returned to their room to rest, Fang Bai carrying luggage to Sheng Qiao into the house, the lights in the living room are still lit.

Lu Yihan wrote his homework in front of the coffee table. When she saw her coming back, she left the paper and rushed over excitedly: "Little Joe sister! You are finally back!"

Sheng Qiao touched his head and the other party said: "You go back."

Fang Bai did not feel her eyes and said to Lu Yihan: "Jojo has not slept in the past few days. Let her rest well tomorrow, and go to the hospital in time."

Once in the cabin, the live broadcast continues. The netizens who were laughing at Lu Yihan’s winter vacation in the middle of the night just found out that Sheng Qiao’s fault was wrong.

She looks too tired.

The whole face was swollen and the eyes were dark and black, especially the face was pale, and the whole person was crumbling. Even the value of the face is somewhat broken, revealing the dryness of fatigue.

[Where she is doing what she is doing, it seems like she is ten years old]

[I saw the microblog of her support group, and the 28-hour long-distance flight was terrible.]

[I just calculated the flight time and time difference. She basically turned around in the past few days, and estimated that the rest time is no more than five hours.]

[And it’s still taking a tour around to challenge the devil show, I can imagine how tired she is]

[I am so sad, I am a star, I am a grass Nima]

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Fang Bai confessed a few words and finally left. Sheng Qiao was on the sofa and had a feeling of living.

Lu Yihan poured hot water on her and learned that she didn't want to eat, and continued to write homework before returning to the coffee table. He played too awkwardly, and his homework didn't move at all. Today, when he received a phone call from Lumu, he began to write.

Sheng Qiao slowed down, ready to go upstairs to wash and sleep, watching him bite his face with a frowning face, picking up a roll and looking at it. It is a mathematical paper, Lu Yihan only wrote a multiple-choice question, and the big questions are all empty.

She glanced at him and knocked on his head: "The second and sixth choice questions are wrong, the second is A, the sixth is c, and you recalculate."

Lu Yihan took the test paper and said: "I will not be the two questions. I will be blind."

Sheng Joe cried and laughed. He took his pen and draft paper. "This function is called, we set f(x) equal to Xa, root 2 is equal to the root of two, then a is equal to 1, f(x) It is equal to 1 of x, there are two subtraction intervals in the local domain, so the answer is an odd function. It is not so simple, why are you doing math classes?"

Lu Yihan looked at her for a while, a bear hugs and hugged her, and yelled, "Sister Joe! My math homework is up to you! It's too difficult, math is too difficult."

Sheng Qiao: "... let me go to sleep first, and tomorrow."

The netizens were still distressed for a second, and they were so shocked that they couldn’t speak for the next second.

what's the situation? Isn't she a junior high school graduate? Is it so high for high school mathematics?

Netizens continue to be forced, Shengqiao has dragged his tired body upstairs. I felt sleepy and dark, and made countless dreams. When I woke up, my whole body muscles were sore and my arms could not lift.

I found out the phone, first watched the time, at 5 pm, and then I saw the news headlines popped up on the home page.

[Shengqiao's cosmetic sequelae exposed, appearing at the airport in the middle of the night to scare passers-by]

Take a look at it, the hot spot was to take a photo of her at the airport last night, and also used her red carpet to compare. Surprisingly, the comments are all about sneak shots of the media.

The first hot comment with the highest number of likes lists her itinerary:

[13th flight at 8pm in Ireland, flight time 14 hours, arrived at 2 am local time. According to the Weibo, the resident guest of Shen Feiyang’s Weibo, the recording time was 5:30 in the morning. That is to say, Sheng Joe started recording in less than three hours. How hard it is for this show, I think you are also clear. At 11:30 in the morning, I returned to China. It can be estimated that it was a plane at about 1 am on the 15th. Because of the time difference, she basically did not rest well for three days. Are you doing it? 】

[This is the departure photo of the airport. Is it true that the face is cosmetic? Three days, give me the whole try? The figure. 】

[According to the flight of the same person, the location of Xiao Qiao is in economy class. She has been sitting all over for more than twenty hours. Xing Yao is really not a man. 】

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Sheng Qiao yawned, turned off the phone, and slowly got up.

Simply wash and change clothes and go downstairs. The living room was quiet, Lu Yihan was writing homework, Zhong Shen was playing with a mobile phone, and the other three were in the restaurant. Occasionally, the communication also lowered the voice.

When I saw her down, Zhong Shen suddenly opened the door and said: "Joe Joe, you wake up! Let me see, my God, this is only a few days, your tip chin is thin, tired?"

Le Xiao and Feng Wei heard the sound and quickly came out of the kitchen. She was seen as a happy and distressed look. The news saw them early in the morning, and added a description of Lu Han, knowing that Sheng Qiao had suffered a lot from this, and in order to let her sleep well, this day did not dare to speak loudly.

"Jojo, we gave you a soup, everyone made a dish!" Le laughed and took her to the kitchen, Sheng Qiao saw Horch.

He wore a black thin sweater and was standing next to the sink to wash the dishes. The whole person was deserted and nice, shrouded in the light of the kitchen, and even his hair seemed to glow.

Hey baby, please stop fascinating me. I have already lie flat at the bottom of the pit. I have no plans to go out of my life.

Horch looked up at her, but it was still indifferent, but the voice was softer and softer. "Ready to eat."

Sheng Qiao Xing Gao Lei slammed.

When eating, Sheng Qiao remembered the reception of Meng Xing Shen. After she sent a text message to go abroad for work, Meng Xing Shen only replied to her a "good", and did not know if they had entertained the film.

Le laughed as soon as she asked her, and suddenly excited: "Meng Meng's predecessors are good! Although we had some bad receptions at the beginning, but they did not pay attention to them, and later helped us to work together, and gave back when we left. We have a five-star rating!"

It sounds like there is nothing wrong with it. The "moon" of the memo in the address book should be more than oneself.

After dinner, Sheng Qiao distributed to everyone the gift of going abroad to Ireland. She didn't have time to buy it. It's not a valuable item, it's mostly local special gadgets, and finally handed it to Horch, a selection of "Wald's Works."

He turned over and looked up and smiled at her: "I like him very much, thank you."

Sheng Qiao was almost fainted by this laughter.

The audience did not expect that the two-day intensive tour of Shengqiao District could still remember to bring gifts to everyone. Before rumors that her emotional intelligence was low, what misunderstanding?

Then I saw Lu Yihan holding a mathematics paper and plunging it into Sheng Qiao's arms. "Little Joe sister, help! Math is a knife, knife and knife to force me to die!"

Sheng Joe was crying and laughing. He checked it one by one and found that the questions he would not do were basically related to the function. He took the calculation paper and the pen and explained it to him.

Netizen:? ? ?

Who is the rumor of low-emotional business and low IQ? Kill the stick!

Le laughed with a fruit plate and came over and looked at it: "Joe Joe, you are a schoolmaster? I have remembered how to do these things after graduation for so many years, I have forgotten."

Sheng Joe sneaked a small panic: "I have been tutoring privately, and I plan to take a college exam."

Le laughs this reaction. Sheng Qiao is a junior high school diploma.

She made a fist: "Come on! You are so powerful, Peking University Tsinghua is not a problem!"

Sheng Qiao: "...not dare to be."