"Bang~ Bang~!"
You may not believe it, but such a natural and coherent sound is actually caused by the pan breaking through the bulletproof glass.
Potted looked at the undamaged, freshly hot pan embedded in the bulletproof glass that could withstand two 50-caliber source crystal cannons in the same square centimeter area, and said expressionlessly,
"Accountant Qin, this piece of glass is recorded in the public ledger."
"Huh?! Ah...oh..."
Accountant Qin, who uninstalled the photography module one second and took up his post the next, was obviously half a beat too slow to respond. The supervisor expressed that he was very dissatisfied with Accountant Qin's work efficiency, and secretly noted it in a small notebook to use when settling wages.
Lin Chou jumped directly from the tree to the bottom of the mountain with a dark face, smashing two pieces of more than 300 kilograms of bluestone.
Pat the dirt on your body,
"Give me a reason not to blind you with your high-energy reaction."
"..."
Potted Plant blinked and pointed at Qin Wuyong's filming equipment.
"This shot is worth a million!"
Lin Chou also blinked,
"Eh? The jumping scene was also recorded? Do you need to change your clothes... I have a suit made by Grandma Yue, and it feels pretty good!"
The potted plant looked up and down, left and right, threw an unknown box on the ground, stood up, and then patted Lin Chou on the shoulder with a very satisfied attitude.
"The director admires your courage to wear the chef's uniform as pajamas. It's very good, very real and self-centered. What I want is this kind of performance of an outsider."
"Really?"
Lin Chou patted his head in annoyance, "If I had known I had put on my chef's hat, I don't usually wear it when cooking. I forgot about it. How about a retake? Oh... not this time." One million, 50% off, just give half of it!"
Several people let out a series of coughs,
"That's okay, that's okay..."
"Really? I feel like the angle I landed on just now is a little bit imperfect. It's mainly because there's a small stone underneath, which is quite uncomfortable..."
“No need!!”
Qin Wuyong looked at the pile of "foot-crushing pebbles" that were no bigger than a baby's fist but originally weighed about three hundred kilograms, and he was covered in cold sweat.
The corners of Lin Chou's mouth curled up in an incomprehensible arc.
"Forget it, but you should inform me in advance next time you want to take this kind of scene. Fortunately, Leng Han, Wandering Demon, and Warlock left early after dinner at around ten o'clock tonight, otherwise you would have to face The equivalent capacity is at least 50,000 kilograms, but everyone is as easy to talk to as me, right?"
Potted Plant looked at his watch and stuck out his little tongue, feeling very happy.
"Mom..."
Lin Chou asked,
"It doesn't matter what you want to film, I can always read the script this time, right?"
Well, this tone is full of resentment.
In fact, Boss Lin was attracted by Bonzai when he first talked about it, but his communication skills were obviously a problem.
The potted plant waved his hand majestically,
"Qin props! Show our script to starring Lin!"
Lin Chou, "Huh? I'm the starring role?"
"Ahem, cough, cough, male three, male three!"
Qin Props, "Huh? Shouldn't the script be in the hands of the producer..."
The potted plant's majestic two-hand wave,
"Producer Qin! Show our script to starring Lin!"
Producer Qin, "..."
In short, Qin Wuyong finally found the script after a while of scrambling.
Lin Chou carefully held the A4 paper that was obviously yellowed and had wrinkles of unknown meaning.
"You call this thing a script...isn't it a bit overwhelming..."
"Oh, don't worry about these details. Although the bean bag is small, it has all the internal organs. Look at this piece of paper... the script is still very comprehensive!"
The complete content of the so-called complete drama is as follows:
"Prelude to appearance 1: Male three, focus on four stars, later adjustments, identity confirmation√
(Yes, you read that right, this check mark was just painted on the potted plant with a colored pen.)
Prologue 2: Male second, the key standard is four stars.
Appearance Prologue 3: Male one, to be determined.
Prologue to the appearance..."
The prologues have been arranged to number 10, and all are replaced by male x female x. There is no plot or dialogue. The last sentence is:
"Gather x warriors, defeat the big devil, and the whole drama ends!"
After Lin Chou finished reading ten lines at a glance, he felt so excited. This plot, this setting, and this character are so special.
"Shovel over!!!"
"Uh-huh."
The nose of the shovel pressed against the potted plant reached Lin Chou's palm, and the wind brought up cut the grass blades on the ground like a knife.
"Fuck..."
"Lin Zi, calm down! Calm down!"
"Wait a minute, do it!"
"That's right, we will all be colleagues from now on. How can we just take action when we are all on the same stand? Workplace relationships are also very important..."
Lin Chou's nose was so angry that he was crooked.
"Looking at that thing, not to mention my position, I just rely on my cheek muscles to hold on when I don't laugh. Give it up. I'll shovel this evil beast first."
A potted plant leaps and sits on a pitcher plant more than fifty meters high.
"Oh brother Chou, please listen to the Lun family's explanation~"
"roll!!"
A bear roar immediately came from within the fence, and the potted plant seemed to have been slapped by an invisible hand and pressed firmly into the ground.
Lin Chou was stunned, patted his thigh and said, "Damn, you did a great job!"
The potted plant raised its head pitifully,
"Brother Chou, why are you so willing to give up? Wuwuwu..."
Lin Chou held up the shovel and smiled handsomely.
"Don't worry, our shop owner has specially trained in crops, magic plant cultivation and telepathy. Now I plant you here, and I guarantee that a tree will grow next year. Please cooperate, rest in peace, and leave you~"
There was another rush and scream, but at least Lin Chou didn't actually bury the potted plant.
Shen Daru laughed dryly,
"Boss Lin, it's like this. In fact, the script was dictated by Miss Zuo. How about we sit down and calm down and talk about it. You can listen to it and then talk about it?"
The potted plant carefully avoided Lin Chou's gaze.
"Ahem, the director...well, my idea is that at this stage, the things we want to shoot don't need literature and art, don't have connotations, don't need any excessive expressions or plots, all we need is blood and fists, as long as we shoot The battle scenes and effects are dazzling. Bloodline is a successful movie. In this era, anything else is superfluous. Who cares about the rationality of the plot, the continuation, and the plot reversal? Fighting The main character is the battle power. This is an idol drama. Do you know the concept? It means gathering seven dragon balls to summon a turtle... Well, no, it's a story about gathering seven friends and using their ultimate moves to crush the big monster... ..”
Let me mention again, although the potted plant Balabala had trouble expressing herself for a long time, Lin Chou still understood it.
"Is this... really possible?"
Sikong rolled his eyes and said,
"As long as the battle is intense enough and the special effects are gorgeous, even if you film a gourd baby fighting a tentacle monster, people will watch it over and over dozens of times. If you know what it means to be ahead of the concept, I will tell you, the cook, why I am doing this. I will tell you. As if you understand, you can just show off and shoot a few scenes on the dark sea, and your wages will be calculated based on labor force, do you understand?"
"Okay~ How about walking? I'll write on a small blackboard later..."
"Why are you leaving? Your entrance ceremony is over. Next is someone else's. Let's break up. This is what we filmed tonight. We have to go early tomorrow. Let's go shoot the second male lead now!"
Lin Chou's energy and blood were all messy on the ground,
"???"
...
The next day, Boss Lin, who was holding a chicken coop with his eyes full of bloodshot eyes, really let the guests who had lined up early to wait for breakfast eat a pound. Yes, they must not delay eating!
Ren Baoqiang slurped down the soup, slurped his tongue after taking a sip, and scooped a spoonful of paste of chili into the bowl.
"Hey, Boss Lin is in this state, isn't he?"
"Of course not!" Wandering Demon pointed at his oversized soup bowl and said, "There are two taels more pig blood than usual, and there are also one more chili. Lin usually wouldn't make such a stupid mistake, and at least he lost half of his circulation points. , Fang Linzi’s character will make you feel distressed for at least twenty days.”
Well, Lin's unwritten rule shows that no matter how big your bowl is, the final result will only be too much soup.
The MC group brother who is inseparable from Ren Baoqiang, oh, that is Ma Chaoqun, glanced at the roof with a sly look.
"By the way, did Lieutenant General Leng stay overnight yesterday?"
Ren Baoqiang squeezed his eyes.
"Hiss... There are extenuating feelings, there are extenuating circumstances. Is Boss Lin applauding for love? He must not have slept well... Tsk tsk, when I think about it, Boss Lin's small body is so pitiful. No wonder his eyes are filled with tears. Bloodshot... Why don't you understand the importance of sustainable development? The ancients said that young people don't."
Qun Ge pointed at Master Ziyu who was on holiday again and said,
"That's enough for you. There's a child here, don't you see?"
Zhao Ziyu took a sip of beef offal soup with a calm expression and ignored it. His face was red because of the spicy food, and he looked like a standard young lady in a festive mood.
Ren Baoqiang sneered,
"It's said that young people don't know what it feels like to be sad, so they talk about it in order to compose new lyrics. Brother~, don't think too much, there are still children here."
"..."
Huang Dashan snorted while holding the bun in his mouth,
"Two idiots are still distinguished 5-year members, right?"
Ren Baoqiang, "..."
Ma Chaoqun, ""
Huang Dashan said in the tone of someone who has come before,
"Don't beep blindly if you don't know the posture knowledge. Children have been taught bad things by you. Applauding for love only lasts all night, and your eyes don't have any bloodshot eyes, you know?"
The group of brothers were shocked, "I dare to ask the boss, why is this?"
At that moment, Mr. Shan seemed incomprehensible and otherworldly. Even the glistening saliva on the bun in his mouth was like jade dew and nectar.
"Simple, because the direction of blood is different."
"???"
Master Shan sighed,
"You can tell the difference between the big head and the small head."
"..."
Master Shan, you will always be the master of our two brothers!
The question of whether the blood from this end is free to go to that end has come to an end for the time being. Shan Ye concluded,
"I see, it's actually the opposite. The reason why Lin Zi's eyes are bloodshot is that Lieutenant General Leng didn't stay overnight, hahahaha~"
The honest old You confirmed this,
"After dinner yesterday, Leng Han and I left at about the same time. We should have returned to the base city. I heard that the 'Three Thousand Thousands of You' have returned to the base city early. General Leng Zhong will take them to perform other tasks."
"Look, it's stable. That's it."
"Yeah."
Lin Chou also sat behind the counter with an old bowl of soup, sipping on it, and glanced at a few people with his eyes wide open.
"That's enough. How can a bunch of big men be more gossipy than those aunts in the alley?"
Master Shan chuckled, looked at Lin Chou's soup bowl and asked,
"I mean, Lin Zi, you're not only cruel to us, but you're even crueler to yourself. Why can't you even put a piece of meat in this soup? The soup is so watery, tsk tsk..."
Lin Chou said,
"We are different. This is chicken and fir chicken soup. If I add meat, I'm afraid of the smell."
"Damn it, you...I want to drink that too!"
"Okay, one thread has one thousand circulation points. How many threads do you want?"
"Nah, ah..."
Ren Baoqiang said in disbelief,
"Hey, I'm here for the big news. It's said that all the princes of the Golden Palace are sleeping there. Would they also say 'f*ck' and 'f*ck' over a bowl of chicken soup?"
Mr. Shan said without turning his head and keeping his eyes open,
"You don't understand that all my wealth is now used to feed chickens. Since those two little ones stopped sucking bone marrow, I found that they are even worse. They started drinking milk..."
Starting from the third level of beating the cow, the milk is obtained.
All in all, it can be summed up in one word, expensive!
Mammy did throw a big bag of gold and exotic beast source crystals to Mr. Shan, but the gold was reserved for the scientific research institute. To be honest, those little source crystals couldn't stand up to these two chickens. squander.
A bucking cow costs more than a million. I bought it just to drink milk. The two little yellow chickens may have sucked too much bone marrow. Now the milk volume has doubled. The cow sucking cow once a day has to wait for half a month. Be more timid. I was so frightened that I was holding back my milk. A few days ago, Master Shan specially asked for a recipe, and borrowed Lin Chou's big pot to stew a whole pot of tofu and boiled goose eggs, saying that it was to give milk to the Lei Niu!
Master Shan sighed, a sigh filled with countless bitter blood and tears.
Ren Baoqiang and Ma Chaoqun looked at each other, while Zhao Ziyu was excited.
Mr. Shan patted the table and said,
"Mother Xipi, who am I! Uncle Huang! Grandpa Dashan! When have I ever worried about money? Apart from being poor twenty years ago when I was born, when have I ever lived such a miserable life..."
Ren Baoqiang advised,
"Uh, Master Shan, don't be excited, don't be excited..."
Huang Dashan wiped the wet corners of his eyes,
"Look at my sad stubble, piercing eyes, and gorgeous face. Do I look like someone who is worried about money?"
"No...it's not like that..."
Shan Ye swallowed the whole bun with a gulp.
"My words represent a wise and majestic life, an upright life, and..."
Zhao Ziyu imitated Sikong and held up a non-existent cloak behind his back.
"It's a life of poverty."
"..."
Ren Baoqiang and Ma Chaoqun almost laughed at the risk of being beaten up.
Shanye chatted,
"Money is a bastard. It doesn't matter if you make...money without me!"
Zhao Ziyu continued to answer,
"The important thing is that there is no money."
Master Shan stopped and choked out a sentence,
"Sigh...it's not expensive to raise two chicks."
"The point is, without this little money, other things in life will become very expensive."
Lin Chou squirted out the chicken soup after taking a sip of it.
"Pfft~"
Damn it, Huang Dashan, you are such a fucking wet person, come on, come on, give me a pen and write this book for you!
