Chapter 122 You understand the meaning

She thought it was cute and interesting, so she secretly purchased the entire series online, planning to give one to each of her good friends when she was eliminated.

Although it is not worth a few dollars, it is her deepest intention.

Feng Yasong waved the doll in front of Zhao Zhiyu in one hand, and with the other hand, she grabbed the long hair that covered her face and pushed it all back.

Imitating Zhao Zhiyu's tone when he presented her with a treasure: "Dang, dang, dang~ a shark bee is given to you~"

"After you accept my gift, you are not allowed to cry anymore~"

Zhao Zhiyu was so frightened that he cried for his father and mother: "..."

The moment she recognized Feng Yasong, she breathed a sigh of relief.

After seeing clearly the doll Feng Yasong was holding, not only was she not coaxed, but she cried even louder: "Uuuuuuuuuuuu Feng Yasong! You are really going too far!"

An elegant ode to being scolded instead of trying to please: "???"

Zhao Zhiyu: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu) Why are you still cursing people?"

"You are the stupid one! Your whole family is stupid!"

Ode to Fengya: "..."

"No, that's not what I meant! I just bought it for you because it looks cute!"

"And you're not the only one with gifts like this!" Feng Yasong said, pouring out the other three dolls from the plastic bag and showing them to Zhao Zhiyu one by one.

At the same time, it was accompanied by a commentary: "This shark with the wings and feet of an eagle, and it looks like Yazi is not very smart at first glance, is called a shark eagle, and I prepared it for Mo Mo."

"This little shark wearing green floral underwear, holding a fork, and a dull look on his face is called Shark Fork. I am going to give it to Xianchen!"

"This one is shaped like a shark, but its skin is made with the same pattern as a watermelon. It's called a shark melon, and it's for Xing Li!"

In addition, there is a pillow made into the shape of a hand, with each finger being a shark head, called the Shark Hand.

The song of elegance is left to myself.

After looking at all the dolls, Zhao Zhiyu, who had been crying so hard just now, almost fainted from laughing on the spot.

"Hahahahahahahahaha what is this all about?" She wiped away her tears, and then gave Feng Yasong a thumbs up with admiration: "When it comes to sand sculptures, it has to be you!"

The three people who were scared away also turned back after hearing Zhao Zhiyu's cry.

At this time, Zheng Zheng alone claimed a cute little doll, holding it in his hand and cursing at the indifferent Feng Yasong.

"Well done to you Feng Yasong, give us a gift without forgetting the meaning!" Lu Ruimo used the shark sculpture as a weapon and slapped Feng Yasong on the neck:

"Tell me! Have you been unhappy with us for a long time and are you deliberately retaliating against us?"

Su Xianchen looked at the shark in his hand, his face full of anger: "Why am I the shark and Lu Rui is the shark? I don't accept it! I'm obviously more stupid than her!"

Before she finished speaking, she received an eye roll from Ye Xingli: "Are you satisfied? I'm still a shark! Obviously Zhao Zhiyu is much more stupid than me..."

Several people said they were disgusted, but in fact they were holding the dolls, each one happier than the other.

Even when Zhao Zhiyu offered to exchange his shark bees with Ye Xingli's shark melons, Ye Xingli was unwilling.

Feng Yasong saw that each of them was giving her face like this, and her worries that had been hanging around finally settled down.

She bent her big, bright and cunning eyes, laughed innocently, and said, "I just wanted to make a little joke with everyone, but I didn't expect that your reaction would be so big, and it even scared Zhiyu to tears."

"Um...I'm sorry~" Feng Yasong scratched his head and laughed so hard that he felt guilty: "Seeing as I have given everyone gifts, you are the only one who has a lot, so please spare me this time~

"

After saying that, he made a begging gesture and blinked his big innocent eyes in an attempt to be cute.

Zhao Zhiyu had no intention of blaming her, so he smiled and shook his head: "It's okay, I just treated it as a free escape room."

After Lu Ruimo finished taking care of the doll in his hand, he stuffed it back into the plastic bag in front of Feng Yasong: "But I'd better keep this doll with you first."

"Wouldn't it be embarrassing if you gave out all the gifts but were not eliminated tomorrow?"

Hearing what she said, Su Xianchen also stuffed his shark harpoon back into the plastic bag: "Indeed, then I will keep mine with you first, and you have to take good care of it for me~"

Ye Xingli: "Then let me put mine back first. When we really want to separate, I will pick it up from you."

"And mine!" Zhao Zhiyu followed closely.

They all thought it was unlucky to accept a farewell gift in advance, but Feng Yasong, who dreamed of going home, couldn't bear to hear such words!

Subconsciously, he retorted: "Impossible! I will definitely be beaten tomorrow -"

Before the word 'elimination' was uttered, the four people in front of her all turned to stare at her and said in unison: "Huh?"

Even the tone when threatening people is exactly the same: "What will happen to you tomorrow?"

Feng Yasong was so frightened that she swallowed back the word that was on her lips in an instant, and then vomited out with tears in her eyes: "I will definitely be kept here tomorrow..."

The expressions of the four bosses softened.

"Be good~" Lu Ruimo rubbed her head with a look of relief: "This is right~"

Zhao Zhiyu looked serious: "Don't curse yourself before the results are official!"

"I'm still thinking that if there is a chance for the next performance, the five of us will collaborate once~" Su Xianchen blew her fingers gracefully: "You can't leave until this wish comes true~"

Ye Xingli nodded in recognition: "Me too."

I wish I could join in every performance with the crotch-pulling team's elegant ode: "..."

"You guys really think highly of me..." She laughed dryly, deprecating herself every day: "You are not afraid of being held back by me at all!"

Lu Ruimo said: "I can't help it, who asked me to pamper you?"

Zhao Zhiyu said slowly: "As the saying goes, the mother does not think the son is ugly, and the family does not think the dog is poor~"

Su Xianchen: "How about making friends~ But both of them are as ugly as pigs, and they are always worried that the other person will be snatched away by others~"

Ye Xingli: "Although you are describing falling in love, it seems to be similar to making friends."

Ode to Fengya: "..." God's mother doesn't think her son is ugly, and her family doesn't think her dog is poor.

You understand the meaning!

After being miserable for a while, a few people packed up the trash and announced the disbandment.

Perhaps because of the impending separation, Feng Yasong hardly saw the lights out in any dormitory on the way back.

The trainees all gathered together in twos and threes, drinking and chatting together.
Chapter completed!