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More than an hour passed before Jiang Siming came out of the toilet. Looking at his expression, he seemed very satisfied.
After he came out, a blond stewardess limped out quickly and disappeared into the cabin in the blink of an eye.
After the plane arrived in London, Wei Shen and the others woke up one after another, took their things and got off the plane.
Wang Duoyu walked to the door of the cabin unwillingly and wanted to say goodbye to the beautiful blond girl he had taken a liking to.
But the other party ignored him, and his charming eyes were completely focused on Jiang Siming. Before leaving, the reluctance and attachment made Wang Duoyu's heart ache.
"Let's go, brother, Lao Jiang is right, don't ask him for this kind of flirting with girls in the future." Wei Shenyu patted Duoyu's fragile little shoulder seriously.
"Well, I won't even look for him even if I beat him to death!" Wang Duoyu agreed deeply.
The group of people got off the plane, and Jiang Siming also left the blonde beauty behind.
This was originally just a journey of romantic encounters, and the process of kidney transplantation did not change his heart at all.
After getting off the plane, club personnel who had already arranged in London used a rented bus to take the entire team to the hotel.
The night view of London is very beautiful. Everyone had had enough sleep on the plane, so they lingered and talked about it in the car.
Only Jiang Siming, this guy fell asleep again.
"Lao Jiang, aren't you acclimated? Why did you sleep all the way?" Wei Shen didn't know what Jiang Siming was doing in the last few hours on the plane.
¡°Oh, maybe a little, I¡¯ll be fine if I get some sleep.¡± Jiang Siming prevaricated.
At the same time, at Seoul Airport in South Korea, two beautiful figures were each carrying small suitcases and planning to board the plane.
Both of them were wearing caps, masks and sunglasses, as if they were afraid of being recognized.
"Ji Hyo-sister, Eun-hye-sister, are you really not going?" Lin Yuner asked.
¡°Well, her company just accepted a drama and is having a meeting with her. I really don¡¯t have time.¡± Song Ji Hyo replied.
"Okay, then we have to go there."
When it comes to going to London, England, Lin Yoona is very happy.
Not only can she relax while traveling, but she can also visit the Chinese passerby who once took her to play games.
Thinking that she would be able to see him in two days, Lin Yuner couldn't help but feel a little nervous.
She is a well-known Korean actress and has seen countless scenes and fans, but this is the first time she feels nervous, and it is also the first time she has met netizens.
I don¡¯t know what that Chinese oppa looks like
Just as he was about to board the plane, Song Ji Hyo's cell phone suddenly rang.
"Hello? What? Now! Okay, okay, I'll be there right away." Song Ji Hyo hung up the phone.
Lin Yuner looked confused and had a bad premonition.
¡°Sister Jihyo, what¡¯s wrong with you?¡±
Song Ji Hyo looked apologetic and said: "Captain Yoo Jae Suk just called me and said that the plan has changed and that the latest episode of Running Man will be recorded in advance. I have to go back."
"Ah? Thenwhat should I do" Xiao Yun'er panicked, angry and aggrieved.
We obviously agreed to go together, but none of them kept their word.
"I can't help it. I'm really sorry, Yoona. Otherwise, don't go. I'm not worried about you going to London alone. Let's refund the ticket and go back together, right?" Song Jixiao said.
Lin Yuner wanted to agree, but for some reason, she shook her head and said, "No, it's rare for me to ask for leave. I'll go to London to play for a few days and then come back."
"Then can you do it?" Song Jixiao was a little uneasy.
¡°Don¡¯t worry, I¡¯ve been to London several times and I can speak English, so there¡¯s nothing to worry about.¡± Lin Yuner comforted her.
"Okay, then I'll take you to the plane. Remember to call me when you get to London."
In the end, Lin Yoona boarded the plane to London alone.
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After checking into the hotel, everyone ate at the restaurant on the second floor of the hotel at 4am.
The members of the club used their mobile phones to broadcast an outdoor live broadcast to the fans in China who were looking forward to it. Of course, they used Wei Shen's live broadcast room.
They have a contract with 4am and Huya, so Jiang Siming understands this very well.
As soon as the live broadcast started, the audience rushed in to look for their favorite idols.
"Has this arrived in England?"
¡°This is London, I¡¯ve never been there before.¡±
"Wei Jiang, how much is the pork head today?A pound of money? "
¡°I came here specially from Douyu, I¡¯m here to stand by my Mingshen!¡±
"Come for the gods!"
"Okay, keep the camera pointed at me, Mingshen, I want to see my husband!"
"Wei Shen is still so fat, and Mingshen is still so hot and handsome! He is indeed the 4am responsible for his absolute good looks!"
Club members put their mobile phones on the faces of the four 4am players and filmed them back and forth.
Finally, under the pressure of the barrage, the camera was focused on the table of Ming Shen and Wei Shen.
There is no way, these two are absolutely popular players, and the audience is happy to watch them.
The photographer was lucky that Jiang Siming and Wei Shen were sitting together, otherwise it would have been a difficult choice.
Jiang Siming had just woken up in the car when he heard that the live broadcast was on.
She was yawning with sleepy eyes and her hair was messed up, and she leaned in front of the camera of her mobile phone.
Jiang Siming has never done outdoor or mobile live broadcast, and thought it was the same as computer live broadcast, so his face almost came into the camera.
Jiang Siming¡¯s sleepy but very real face was revealed in front of all the audience.
Not only did the audience not dislike it, but they all shouted loudly.
"This is the first time I've seen Mingshen's face so close. I just want to say, he's so damn handsome!"
"Why is Ming Shen so sleepy, hahahaha, so cute and patient~"
"My husband looks so good even when he's slovenly, you bitches, don't even think about it!"
"My husband is me!"
"Oh my god, when I see Mingshen's appearance, and then look at Wei Jiang, I won't say anything, for fear of offending the pig's head."
Wei Shen, who had been peeking at the barrage, saw it and was very angry. If Jiang Siming hadn't pulled him, he would have wanted to sit with Xiao Xingmu, Wang Duoyu and the others.
At this time, the hotel waiter came over and asked the four people what they wanted to order, and handed them the menu.
Wei Shen and the other three were immediately embarrassed. Only an English geek could understand Te Miao's recipes.
So they all pretended to read the menu carefully while ordering, lowering their heads and refusing to lift them up. They kept flipping through the menu, as if they could pull out caterpillars from the menu.
Jiang Siming was very casual. He looked at the menu and said to the waiter: "Bring me a berry pancake, eggs Benedict, duck pancake, bee butter and a cup of coffee."
The waiter was shocked by his perfect London accent.
It was Wei Shen's turn, but these three people were coy and didn't know what to say.
The audience burst out laughing.
"Hahaha, I didn't know how to study well when I was young, but now that I'm in London, it's hard to speak."
"Three of them are all illiterate, who will be more embarrassed than the other!"
¡°It made me laugh so hard. It¡¯s a good thing there¡¯s no comparison. When Mingshen opens his mouth, they feel ashamed, haha.¡±
"Wei Shen: Give me two kilograms of pig head meat!"
"Wei Jiang is very upset. If I had known, I would have read more."
Jiang Siming knew they didn¡¯t speak English, so he generously ordered something for each of them.
"I ordered something else for you. Don't blame me if it doesn't taste good." Jiang Siming said with a smile.
"No, no, no." Wei Shen and the others waved their hands quickly.
I haven¡¯t thanked Jiang Siming for the rescue yet. Is the food delicious or not more important than face? (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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