Yan Lan silently looked at the director team who were plotting, thought about it, and left.

Looking at the appearance of the director team, it is not the appearance of planning good things, and if they go forward and expose their secrets, doesn't it make them very embarrassed?

Yan Lan looked at the sky nearby, and when she came, it was a small stream to go this way, and there was a ......

Yan Lan changed directions.

I have to say that the morning in the countryside is full of quiet and idyllic smells, although it is still early, but the smoke of cooking still rises in the distance, and most of the original lifestyle.

In the past, firewood rice was better than rice made with natural gas, and it was probably not necessarily the taste that won the game, and there was ...... It's more about the reluctance in my heart to be touched by others.

It seems to know again.

Sure enough, most people still like to come to these places for sketching, and the tranquility and beauty here are indeed worthy of being collected and recorded.

It's just a pity that Yan Lan didn't bring a paintbrush, but ......

Transcripts, in fact, the effect is the same.

I just don't know if anyone can get used to the sudden change of style?

But so what?

Isn't the account at the beginning just used to record the beauty of the brush?

Of course, photos are also fine, but the pixel function of the mobile phone with its own beautification often destroys this beauty.

Yan Lan was silent, took out her mobile phone, and recorded her life.

Then, he started running back again.

It was about seven o'clock when I went back.

It's dawn.

The camera of the director team has also been set up, and Yan Lan is ready to enter the house through the side door where there is no camera.

"Yan Lan?!" came my sister who had just gotten up and had a beautiful smile on her face.

It looks a little surprised, and there are some ...... Agitated?

Yan Lan was a little confused.

But nothing was said either.

Just looking at my sister, "Sister?"

"Are you Yan Lan?!"

Yan Lan was silent, and began to doubt herself a little, could it be that she is beautiful again today?

The kind that is so beautiful that a beautiful sister doesn't dare to recognize it?

My sister Nunu has a mouth and looks very cute.

Yan Lan resisted the urge to rub her fluffy hair and just looked at her sister.

Shan Shiting also knew that the way of asking might be a little different, and seemed to be trying to think.

"It's that supermodel, that ...... Mr. Stepan's muse, the male god of the show, Yan Lan!!" My sister put out her hand in her sleeve in a little anxious and gestured anxiously.

Yan Lan nodded, "Well, if you didn't guess wrong, maybe you were talking about me." ”

My sister circled excitedly, looking at the people around her, anxiously wanting to share this joy.

It's just that the vest was picked by whom?

It shouldn't be considered a violation of the rules of the small unification now!!

Yan Lan looked at the mist in front of her and thought.

So now, Xiaotong hasn't broadcast her results every day!!

[Star Entertainment System: Congratulations to the host, die-hard fans have exceeded one million, fans have exceeded tens of millions, but black fans have still exceeded tens of millions. 】

[Yan Lan: ???]

How can there be so many black fans?

But Xiaotong didn't say anything, what impact will black fans have on her?

[Star Entertainment System: In view of the fact that the host has too many black fans, the number of black fans is basically the same as that of fans, which leads to problems within the system, so the host's health is rapidly shortened, and it is expected that the host can increase fans within today, otherwise, ...... The host is about to be terminated.]

[Yan Lan: It seems that I have found the next one~]

Yan Lan's tone sounded unconcerned.

Even if it's a long time, it's still earned in the end.

It's just that......

It's too embarrassing!!

is a first-life person, why is she so aggrieved?

Dear, this chapter is over, I wish you a happy reading!^0^