MTL - Be the Golden Finger for the Actress’ Rival-~ In the first carriage, there is a QR code hanging on the chest, responsible for selling tickets and collecting money.

Very sandy.

The little train sang playful nursery rhymes as it whizzed around the mall. The audience had already spotted the show crew, but they had been kept outside by security guards to maintain order.

Seeing that they chose this hourly job, fans of the show with children and passers-by immediately carried their babies into the car with great vigour - being able to watch big stars and be on TV, what a good thing what!

Mingxu showed the QR code, gently entertained every child with clear eyes, bent over and said to every child, "Have fun."

There are only 10 small trains in total, and soon it was full of young guests and their parents, Song Jianzhi said crisply:

"Welcome to the little train, we're going!"

"Song San's proud Yazi looks like an old driver"

"Woooooooooooooo much like it, I like it so much, the gentle Mingxu, the lovely Song San and the cutest little angels"

"For the first time I know that driving is not only that kind of joy, but also this kind of joy #doghead"

"It's so beautiful! They are so good at choosing jobs!!"

There may be nothing perfect in the world, and in the middle of the mission, something happened.

Passengers got off the bus after they had fun, and changed the experience of others getting on the bus. The small train drove and stopped at the mall. Seeing that the order was not chaotic, the security did not follow.

Everyone was lining up in an orderly manner, and suddenly a mother and son broke into the camera.

"I want to sit on that red mushroom! I don't care! I want it!"

The mother was swearing, but she unceremoniously led her son to cut in the queue, and said to the other parents: "Oh, my child wants to sit, it's convenient, ah."

This is what she said, but her tone of voice was very strong, as if others were born to let her.

Faced with this kind of person, parents don't look good on their faces, but under the camera, everyone is not easy to attack, and they can't accompany her.

The mother didn't wait for them to respond. After a perfunctory sentence, she turned around and walked into the carriage with the child, but was stopped by a figure. She looked up and saw that it was an exceptionally beautiful woman, or One looks like temperament is not like ordinary people.

I can't tell the difference with this mother's literacy level, but I always feel that I can't lift my head up in front of this young woman.

"Please queue up to buy tickets." The young woman said, her voice a little cold.

The mother was frightened and was speechless for a while, but her son shouted: "Mom! I have seen this woman on TV! She is a big star!"

Big star?

Mother looked left and right subconsciously, and sure enough she saw three or two cameras aimed at her.

She was timid in her heart, but she was used to it. It was harder for her to admit her mistake than for the sky.

"Mom, I want to take a photo with a big star! I need an autograph!" The child was still shouting.

Song Jianzhi was sitting in the driver's seat, looking at Mingxu from the window with concern. Seeing that the situation was not restrained for the first time, she frowned imperceptibly, opened the door and walked down.

"Song San frowned"

"For a celebrity tutor, I must think it is very rude"

"Hey, it was a good show, I was watching Song Jianzhi and Mingxu drive"

"Hahahahaha? This is ambiguous. It's a fascinated smile"

As she approached, she heard the voice of the woman with the child raised a few degrees, and said sharply:

"What kind of photo is there, it's not a star, it's really a show, go, don't sit on this shit, go home!"

She dragged the child and turned around to leave, and when she arrived, she spat at the little train with disdain, but her eyes were fixed on Ming Xu, meaning: "Who cares."

"Why is this man like this"

"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, bullying my family Mingxu, where is my 40-meter sword!!"

"I'm not good enough"

"Public figures are like this. At this time, they can't get angry even if they are justified.

As the barrage said, Mingxu was still standing still. There was no turbulence in her heart. She had seen this kind of person a lot before, so she didn't care.

If she cares about it and has a dispute, it will be ugly, and it will not be good for herself and the show.

Ming Xu did not pay any more attention, she looked at the next group of guests in front of her, smiled, and was about to appease the frightened little girl—

"Who is rare?" Song Jianzhi's voice came from beside him, and then he put a heavy weight on his shoulders. It was Song Jianzhi who put his arm up, Ming Xu raised his eyes and looked.

Song Jianzhi's coquettish face was full of anger because of her anger, her voice was not loud, but she was confident, a little arrogant, and a little lazy.

Song Jianzhi raised his eyebrows and said casually:

"I'm rare."