Chapter 47: Posters
That night, when Xu Wu forwarded the official blog, An Cha also forwarded it, and then by the way, he sent two poster samples that Mu Feng sent him last night.
@å®è¶: The poster I took for @Mufeng a while ago, I just watched the sample, what do you think? [Image] [Image]
At seven or eight o'clock in the evening, this time period is the time when the flow of people reaches its peak, and Ancha has just posted on Weibo for a while, and a layer of buildings has been built under the comments.
[Handsome! The general is the most handsome! Look at Cha Cha's daily narcissism. ã
[Ancha's first Weibo post today is so perfunctory, and the second is his daily Weibo. ã
[I'm afraid it's not an unspoken rule...... Tsk tsk]
[The first time I saw such a big difference between the spokesperson and the brand's fame 666]
[Hey, Mu Feng, who hasn't invited a spokesperson for more than ten years, actually invited a spokesperson this year? ] ã
[Mu Feng is a convulsion, right, he actually invited a person who is not even a third-rate artist to endorse? ã
[Yes, yes, you are the most handsome] [helpless. JPGã
[There are benefits every day, ahhhhhh ã
[The biggest regret of the general's life is that he can't kiss his handsome face hhh]
[Since the general has Weibo, my mobile phone album always deletes the general's soap flakes and then saves a new 23333]
[Ah!! Oh my God, kill me! ã
An Cha lay loosely reclined, the screen of the mobile phone in her hand lit up.
Surprisingly, Ancha didn't look at the phone, but focused on the king, and the pupils that were as dark as the night sky seemed to have a little more inquiry.
The king lay on the small sofa one meter away from her, biting on the sauce ribs, and looked up just in front of Shang Ancha's sight.
The king was furious by her, and asked silently: What's wrong?
An Cha shook his head for a long time before he asked, "King, are you in this world like this?" â
The king stopped chewing when he heard Ancha's question, and seemed to recall it seriously.
Then he said with a sad face: "I have been active in the mountains and forests near the Cloud Valley, I just came out to find something to eat that day, who knew that the Cloud Valley suddenly exploded, I was standing in the range of the Cloud Valley, patronizing and turning my head to see the excitement, and then I was stunned by a strong spiritual power, and when I woke up, I found that I was already in the broken mountain." â
When did the spirit beasts of the Xuan Realm become so stupid?
The corners of An Cha's mouth twitched, and she continued to ask, "What about that thousand-spiced bamboo fruit?" â
Xu was too sad and angry just now, and the king was a little embarrassed now, "How do I know?" As soon as I woke up, I found it in this mountain, and I have been taking care of it, and I have eaten a few fruits, but it didn't work. â
"Oh."
An Cha's gaze continued to return to the phone, no longer paying attention to the king on the side.
She hadn't had time to ask before, but when she was playing with her mobile phone just now, she suddenly remembered it and asked in passing.
In fact, it doesn't matter where the king came from, as long as it doesn't endanger her life.
"If you let the master know who blew up Cloud Valley, the master will definitely gnaw him to the bone!" The king has been using his spiritual power to transmit his voice, so this whispered muttering Ancha was also heard.
An Cha put down the phone, glanced at the king coldly, got up and picked up the king's ear, and walked outside, "Heh! I'm sorry, you'll probably never be able to gnaw on her bones. â
"Wangwang-" You let go, stinky woman, let go of the master!
The king twisted the dog's body without any image and howled loudly.
An Cha opened the door, unceremoniously threw the king out, and snorted coldly: "Because, Cloud Valley was blown up by Uncle Ben!" â
After speaking, Ancha slammed the door shut.
The king who listened to Ancha's words on the spot and looked shocked: I must not have woken up yet......