Obviously it was the manager of the dessert shop who made the first move

Chapter 272 Splash Out

Zhang Yumeng was anxious about the materials on the table. She didn't like to go into the kitchen and changed the types. She couldn't remember anything for a while, so she snorted complainingly: "If you have to bring a child in, you will lose all the materials. Yes. You know how much is called the right amount, but I don’t know how much it’s called the right amount.”

Her eyes were stern, she looked at Zhang Bao outside the field, and hated it together.

"Is that aunt angry with me?" Zhang Baobao, who was sitting comfortably on the chair, pointed at his little nose, startled by the sudden look in his eyes.

"No, the guest is in a hurry."

Relief came from my ears, but Zhang Baobao supported his chin, nodded after thinking about it: "She just hates me, so I don't like guests either."

As he spoke, he rolled his eyes, pulled his mouth, and made a grimace.

Seeing this, Zhang Yumeng put the materials in angrily, even a child dared to laugh at her.

She put it on the blender irritably, lowered her head to study and clicked on the button.

There was a "boom", flour mixed with milk was spilled out, and most of it was sprinkled on Zhang Yumeng's face.

"Ah, how did this happen?" Batter stuck to her slender eyelashes, her hair was wet and stuck to the side of her face, sticky water dripped down her chin, and her clothes were also damaged.

As if crawling out of the water, she smelled the smell on her hands, and choked up helplessly: "My clothes are all wet, it's all your fault, I'm not ready for the sudden change of species."

It was all Lin Weiwei's fault, which ruined her plan.

This time she made a fool of herself, she bit her lower lip, trying to cover her face.

Hearing the sound, Lin Weiwei looked over, her shoulders trembling slightly, suppressing her smile, which was really beyond her expectation.

"It's really embarrassing, what did she do?" She planned to step forward and began to wash her flour-stained hands.

The director was frightened by this change, covered his eyes, and said speechlessly: "It's really my aunt, you don't know why you have to work hard to do it?"

The scene of the disaster seemed to have been ransacked, messy everywhere.

Zhang Yumeng's nose was filled with the smell of milk, and she wiped off the mixture on her face with her hands, but accidentally made a mess of heavy makeup.

"My eyelashes." She wiped it, and some color was already stuck on her hands, and the most conspicuous ones were the fallen false eyelashes.

Now that it's over, her ugliness will probably be seen by many people.

"Hurry up and help!" Seeing that the situation was getting more and more chaotic, the director anxiously urged the two to save the scene.

Lin Weiwei stepped forward, looked at it carefully, and kindly took a tissue and put it on Zhang Yumeng's face, and said softly: "This is too miserable, you blow it up in a blink of an eye."

"You're here to mock me, right? You put toilet paper on my face, get lost." Zhang Yumeng was trembling all over, and she grabbed it off angrily, her eye makeup was already indescribable, and she rushed over fiercely.

The high heels under her feet slipped a little, and she grabbed Lin Weiwei's hand in a strange way.

The barrage was startled by this situation, and another wave came up: "The guest should change his career and become a comedian, it's too funny."

The camera zoomed out immediately, lowering the voices of the two.

Zhang Yumeng grabbed her arm firmly, and blamed her for all her experiences: "You still bother to laugh at me, because of you."

"Your makeup is already worn out, and it will only make it worse if I wipe it on. This is called concealing your ugliness." Lin Weiwei reacted quickly and dodged flexibly. It was she who grabbed it by herself, who forced her?

She, Zhang Yumeng, can only play tricks, and if she fights back, she will become a bad person?

The director watched the two gradually quarreling and starting to fight, the whole person was fidgeting, and hurriedly switched to the advertisement and shouted: "Hurry up and stop these two!"

If you make a fuss on the show, tomorrow's headlines will have to run away!

"How dare you call me ugly?" Zhang Yumeng took a deep breath, took out the small pot from the blender, and made a gesture to pour it on Lin Weiwei.

She lifted it up high, but was snatched away by someone.

"What are you doing?" Zhang Yumeng turned around, looked up angrily and questioned.

Ji Mingyou held the small basin covered with batter in his hand, glanced at it with some disgust, and asked with eyes as if looking at an idiot: "Don't you have any common sense? I'm sorry for adding so much milk if these ingredients don't splash out. "

"Isn't it because you deliberately want to embarrass me?" Zhang Yumeng puffed out her chest, all the usual beauty and charm disappeared, and shouted like a drowned chicken.

"This is your fault." Ji Mingyou raised the corner of his mouth, put the small basin in her hand, and said in a deep voice, "Remember, you got this by your ability, and it has nothing to do with others."

After speaking, he didn't want to say much, and walked towards Lin Weiwei with a faint smile.

Lin Weiwei gave him a thumbs up, patted him on the back, and said with a happy smile: "I really have you, stabbing my heart with a knife."

She has never been so happy.

Since Zhang Yumeng dared to embarrass her on the show, she would pay it back.

Zhang Yumeng sniffed, she had never been wronged so much before, her stern gaze pierced like a thin blade.

"Miss Zhang, let's clean up first, the show can only be suspended for a while." The staff ran up anxiously and pulled her down.

Unwillingly, Zhang Yumeng shook off his hand, threw the small basin in his hand, and shouted angrily, "I'll give it back to you."

The remaining batter scatter in an arc in the air, making everyone's eyes focus on it.

"Bang" was the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground. Fortunately, Ji Mingyou reacted very quickly and pulled the person around him over, and the twins hugged her tightly.

Lin Weiwei looked dazed, and when he came back to his senses, his small face was already pressed against his chest, and a strong heartbeat could be heard.

Her body was surrounded by tight arms, which seemed to explain Ji Mingyou's nervousness.

The director scratched his head, slapped the table, and shouted unbearably: "It's okay to make a fool of yourself, but you can't play your temper on the spot."

After being reminded by others, he remembered the person behind Zhang Yumeng, and said helplessly: "If you can't take pictures, you can't let everyone end."

"Come down quickly."

Hearing these words, Zhang Yumeng completely woke up from the anger, lowered her head hastily, and said unconvinced: "It's my fault, but there is a reason for the matter, I can play again after cleaning up."

"I will continue to record in the future."

She didn't listen to the persuasion of the people around her, insisted on going her own way, and did not hesitate to use Xu Xiangnan as an excuse: "Boss Xu will handle things well, and I will never cause trouble for the director."

The director patted his forehead and sighed: "Okay, come down quickly."

"I'll mention you to Mr. Xu." Zhang Yumeng saw that the goal was accomplished, the clothes on her body were already sticky, and she didn't want to stay any longer, she rolled her eyes and hurriedly stepped off the stage.

People around were quite opposed, but under the director's eyes, they still kept silent.

"Hurry up and bring me a towel." Zhang Yumeng tidied her hair, dissatisfied with the clumsy assistant, and quickly walked through it.

Zhang Baobao was disgusted by the fishy smell on her body, and couldn't help retching.

He smacked his little mouth and rubbed his little nose: "This smells like raw eggs."