"Hemdon is here?" Just as An Jae-sing was about to start to enjoy the fried noodles with peace of mind, the door of the lounge room was finally pushed open again. He saw the haggard little fat Zheng Hyung-don wearing a coat and walked in from the door. As usual, no, he came to the recording site more silently than usual.

"Brother Henden, you are here..." This was a little embarrassed. Seeing that some members were present, An Zai-sing put down the fried sauce noodles in his hand and chopsticks with sweet radish, he immediately stood up warmly and greeted Xiaopang with a warm expression. He had just given up the phone for food, but he didn't expect that he would immediately appear in front of him.

"Brother, why did you come so early today?" He nodded to the busy man who arrived at the scene earlier than him, and still did not answer the questions he raised. Zheng Hengdun's current emotions were obviously occupied by Guobiaowu, and he didn't even notice other people's questions.

Seeing that Jung Hyung-don, who had been in the lounge until now, sat blankly on the chair, An Jae-sing looked at the staff beside him with a little at a loss. After all, although they were both kissing, there was still some gap compared to other members, just like "I hope you kiss quickly!" The special episode said that both of them were the characters who were driven.

Seeing that the two members were not moving, the staff present looked at each other in a while. They looked at the fried noodles in front of them that were clearly within reach but were within reach. The depressed feeling was beyond words. You two were talking and liven up the atmosphere. You can't just be so stupid. Is the specials designed for you two useless?

After exchanging colors with the staff who challenged for a while, then secretly looked at the silent little fat beef next to him. An Zaixing finally decided to eat it first, otherwise the fried sauce batter would not be delicious together. He held the chopsticks in his hand again and started to carefully eat the fried sauce noodles.

Can you eat it? An Jae-sing's action undoubtedly gave the staff a slogan. After seeing someone who started eating the first one, the second one and the third one started eating one after another. No matter what the atmosphere is, feeding his stomach is the first major event. Of course, some people have noticed that the two are still a bit dull. PD Kim Tae-ho was eating fried noodles with sweet and sour meat while wondering if he wanted to make another special about the two of them intimacy.

"How can you eat?" Finally spoke. After a while of silence, Jung Hyung-dun finally came to his senses. He looked at the group of staff in front of him eating fried noodles with voracious sauce. Suddenly, he began to blame them for no reason. After a glance, he suddenly saw An Jae-sing eating noodles without any scruples. He had no intention of being nervous about the competition. The depression in his heart became stronger, "Zhi-sing, why can you still eat, the competition is about to start..."

"What can't be eaten? You will naturally eat when you are hungry~" Seeing Xiaopang's chat, An Zai-sing, who was originally a little worried, also let go of most of her feelings and began to joke in a relaxed tone.

"Ah, I've been so nervous that I haven't eaten anything all day, I'm going crazy!" Hearing ChunNe's answer obviously made Jung Hyung-dun even more depressed, and the following words were even more complaining. For a foodie who loves to eat, not eating anything at all is a great thing.

"Then, Brother Henden, do you want a piece of sweet and sour meat?" Seeing the little fat man in front of him with a sad face, An Jae-sing thought for a while, put down the half-eat fried noodles in his hand and picked up a piece of golden and crispy sweet and sour meat from the plate, and began to show his temptation to hand it to Xiaofa Zheng Zheng Hengdun.

"Guru~" You can clearly see the other party's Adam's apple surging. Faced with the threat of sweet and sour meat and the rebellion of his stomach, Xiaopang turned his head a little helplessly, letting his attention not be focused on the crispy sweet and sour meat, showing a huge perseverance beyond imagination to resist the temptation of An Zai-style food, "Forget it, the competition will start soon, I'd better not..."

"That's all..." Before Xiaopang finished his lines righteously, An Zai-xing took back the sweet and sour meat he had withdrew from the chopsticks with his chopsticks very uncooperatively. At the same time, he showed a look of regret in a very hateful way, "It's such a pity. Since Brother Henden doesn't eat it, I will reluctantly solve it for you."

Putting sweet and sour meat into his mouth, not only An Zai Xing also deliberately showed a delicious look and chewed loudly, which touched Zheng Hyun-dun's fragile appetite nerve. Looking at the piece of sweet and sour meat that you can see was eaten, as if all his soul was swallowed by An Zai Xing, Xiaopang stared at An Zai Xing's greasy mouth and began to become ecstatic.

"Why, Brother Henden, do you want to eat it?" Another piece of sweet and sour meat was added to it and began to tempt. At this moment, An Zai-sharp body was full of black belly. It was indeed the red and black bird close to the black bird. After staying with the members of the infinite challenge for several years, An Zai-sharp, who had been in the original state, became full of evil and funny.

"Oh, you kid, give me the meat!" Finally, it broke out. In the temptation of meat again, it was obvious that Zheng Hyung-dun threw all the national standard dance competitions behind him. He stepped forward and snatched the chopsticks in An Zai-sharing hand and started eating sweet and sour meat regardless of it. Not only that, he also picked up the fried noodles left by An Zai-sharing and began to enter a storm-like diet.

"Brother Xiaopang, don't finish it all, I'm not full yet?" Zheng Hyung-dun was successfully aroused his appetite and began to eat. The food on the table began to decrease significantly. An Zai-sing immediately joined the competition for food without being outdone. At this moment, due to the tension brought by the National Standard Dance Open, he had long since disappeared.

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"Ah~ Didn't the others come?" After eating and drinking, Xiao lay on the sofa in the lounge and rubbed his pumpkin belly with satisfaction. Seeing that the slightly deserted lounge environment began to raise his own questions, he arrived at the lounge at twelve:30, and it was already twelve:50, and the members of the infinite challenge should have arrived.

"I just talked with Brother Jae Shi on the phone. Brother Henden, guess what happened?" Although there was not as much food as Zheng Henden, An Jae-sing also fed his stomach a little. He heard Xiaopang's sigh and immediately told the other party about the members' appearance on the phone just now.

"What's wrong, Brother Shi?" He was attracted by interest, and a curious look on his face slightly straightened his body on the sofa.
Chapter completed!