"Bang~Bang~!"

You may not believe it, but the sound of such a natural connection is actually caused by the frying pan breaking through the bulletproof glass.

The potted plant looked at the unscathed, freshly hot pan embedded in the bulletproof glass that can resist 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?! Yes... Oh..."

Accountant Qin, who uninstalled the photography module one second ago and took office one second later, obviously reacted half a beat slower, and the director said that he was very dissatisfied with the work efficiency of Accountant Qin, and secretly wrote it down in a small notebook when preparing to settle the salary.

Lin Chou jumped directly from the tree to the bottom of the mountain with a black face, and the big bluestone of more than 300 catties directly smashed two pieces.

Pat the dirt on your body,

"Give me a reason why I don't have to fool you with a high-energy reaction."

“...”

The potted plant blinked, pointing to Qin Wuyong's shooting equipment,

"This shot, a million!"

Lin Chou also blinked,

"Huh? The footage of the jump was also recorded? Do you need to change clothes... I have a set of clothes made by Grandma Yue, and they feel pretty good! ”

The potted plant looked up and down, left and right, threw a box that I didn't know what it was on the ground and stood up, and then patted Lin Chou's shoulder at a very satisfied height,

"The director admires your courage to wear a chef's uniform as a pajama - it's good, it's very real and self-contained, and what you want is this kind of performance that is a master of the world."

"Really?"

Lin Chou patted his head in annoyance, "I knew that I also brought the chef's hat, but I didn't bring it much when I was cooking, I forgot it, why don't you remake it again?" Oh... This time, don't want a million, 5% off, just give half of it! ”

Several people let out a series of coughs,

"That's it, that's it..."

"Really? I think the angle at which I landed just now was a little imperfect, mainly because there was a small rock underneath, which was quite awkward..."

"Not really!!"

Qin Wuyong looked at the pile of "small stones with feet" that were no larger than the baby's fist, but actually weighed more than three hundred catties, and his face was covered with cold sweat.

The corners of Lin Chou's mouth curled up in an inexplicable arc,

"That's it--but you should notify me in advance the next time you want to shoot this kind of shot, fortunately, Leng Han, the Wandering Demon and the Warlock left early after eating at ten o'clock tonight, otherwise the equivalent you have to face here is at least 50,000 kilograms of red letters, but it's not like everyone is as good at talking as Ben Shuai, right?"

The bonsai looked at the table, and the little tongue spit out, and I was very happy.

"Mom..."

Lin Chou asked,

"It's not that what the hell are you going to shoot, I can always read the script this time, right?"

Well, the tone is full of resentment.

In fact, when the potted plants were first said, Boss Lin was moved, but the communication ability of someone in the pot was obviously very problematic.

The potted plant waved his hand awe-inspiringly,

"Qin props! Show our script to Starring Lin! ”

Lin Chou, "Huh? I'm the starring actor? ”

"Ahem, ahem, male three, male three!"

Qin props, "Huh? Isn't the script supposed to be in the hands of the producer..."

The potted plant is awe-inspiring two waves,

"Producer Qin! Show our script to Starring Lin! ”

Producer Qin, "..."

In short, after Qin Wuyong was in a hurry for a while, he finally found the script.

Lin Chou carefully pinched the A4 paper that was obviously yellowed and wrinkled with unknown meaning,

"You call this thing a script... Isn't it a bit hard to make a strong paper..."

"Oh, don't care about these details, although the bean bag is small, you see this piece of paper... This script is still very comprehensive! ”

The full content of the so-called all-encompassing drama paper is as follows,

"Prologue 1: Male third ****, four stars are highlighted, later adjustments, and identity confirmation √

(Yes, you read that right, this tick was just drawn by a bonsai with a colored pen.) ）

Prologue 2: Male second ***, four stars for the key standard.

Prologue 3: Male one, TBD.

Prologue..."

The prologue of the appearance has been arranged until 10, all of which are replaced by male X female X, and there is no plot, dialogue, etc., and a sentence is thrown out at the end,

"Collect X warriors, defeat the big demon king, and the whole drama is over!"

After Lin Chou read it at a glance and ten lines, his mood was surging, this plot, this setting, and this character were simply too special-

"Shovel !!"

"Huh."

The convenient shovel pressed against the nose of the potted plant to the palm of Lin Chou's hand, and the wind it brought up cut the blades of grass on the ground like a knife.

"Damn..."

"Lin Zi, calm down, calm down!"

"Slow down!"

"That's it, we're all colleagues in the future, everyone is on the same position, so how can we say that we can do it, and the workplace relationship is also very important..."

Lin Chou's nose was crooked,

"Don't say it's a stance when you look at that thing, you don't laugh at it, you just rely on the cheek raiser muscles to support it, let me let me, I'll shovel this evil animal first."

Potted a longitudinal leap sitting on a pitcher plant more than fifty meters high,

"Ouch, brother, you listen to the Lun family's explanation~"

"Get out!!"

Immediately there was a roar from inside the fence, and the potted plant seemed to be slapped by an invisible slap and pressed into the ground.

Lin Chou was stunned for a moment, patted his thigh and said, ", do a good job!" ”

The potted plant raised its head pitifully,

"Brother worried, are you swollen, woo woo..."

Lin Chou smiled chic while carrying a shovel,

"Don't worry, the owner of this shop has specially studied crops and demonic plant cultivation and telepathy, now plant you here, to ensure that a tree can grow next year, you cooperate, stop resting, go you~"

Another rush and screaming, but Lin Chou didn't really bury the potted plant.

Shen Daru smiled dryly,

"Boss Lin, that's the case, in fact, the script was dictated by Miss Zuo, or, let's sit down and calm down and have a good talk, can you listen to it?"

The potted plant carefully avoided Lin Chou's gaze,

"Ahem, this guide... Uh, what do I think, at this stage, what we want to shoot doesn't need literature and art, no connotation, no excessive expression and plot, only one thing is needed - blood and fists, as long as the battle scenes and effects can dazzle people, it is a successful movie, in this era, anything else is superfluous, who still thinks about the rationality of what plot, what the beginning and fall, what the plot reversal, combat and combat effectiveness are the protagonists, this is an idol drama, what concept does it know, no, That is, collect all seven dragon balls to summon turtles... Uh, no, the story of gathering seven friends to hold back their big moves and crush the big monsters......"

One more thing, although the potted balabala is also very problematic in expressing itself for half a day, Lin Chou still understands it-

"It's... Can it really work? ”

Sikong rolled his eyes and said,

"As long as the battle is fierce enough and the special effects are gorgeous enough, you just shoot a gourd baby vs. tentacle monsters, and some people have watched it dozens of times, knowing what it means to be ahead of the concept - hey, what is this saying to you, the cook, as if you can understand, you just pose and shoot a few shots on the dark sea by the way, and calculate the salary according to the labor, understand?"

"Gotta ~ then walk? I'll write a little blackboard later..."

"What are you going to do, your appearance ceremony is over, the next thing is someone else's, scattered, I'll shoot here tonight, tomorrow hurry up, let's shoot the second male now!"

Lin Chou was messy and bloody,

“？？？”

...

The next day, Boss Lin, who had bloodshot eyes on the head of the chicken nest, really let the guests who queued up early for breakfast eat a pound, yes, they must not delay the meal!

Ren Baoqiang drank the soup in a slurp, took a sip, and scooped a spoonful of paste chili into the bowl.

"Hey, Boss Lin's state, isn't it..."

"Of course not!" The wandering demon pointed to his oversized soup bowl and said, "There are two taels of pig blood more than usual, and there is one more chili pepper - Lin Zi usually doesn't make such a low-level mistake, at least he lost half of the circulation point, and Lin Zi's character will be distressed for at least more than twenty days." ”

Well, Lin's unwritten rules show that no matter how big your bowl is, the final result can only be a lot of soup.

Brother MC, who is inseparable from Ren Baoqiang, oh, that is, Ma Chaoqun's thief eyebrows glanced at the roof a few times,

"Anyway, did Lieutenant General Leng stay overnight yesterday?"

Ren Baoqiang squeezed his eyes,

"Shhhh Affection is forgivable, Boss Lin is applauding for love? I definitely didn't sleep well... Tsk, thinking about it like this, Boss Lin's small body is pitiful, no wonder his eyes are bloodshot... Why don't you understand the importance of sustainable development, the ancients have clouds, but the young people don't-"

Brother Qun pointed to Young Master Ziyu, who was on vacation again, and said,

"You're enough, don't you see the children here!"

Zhao Ziyu took a sip of beef offal soup with a faint face, and didn't pay attention to it, but the spicy little face was flushed, and the thief pulled the festive standard Xiao Zhengtai.

Ren Baoqiang sneered,

"The so-called teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow, and they are worried about the new words, brother die~, don't think about it, there are still children here."

“...”

Huang Dashan snorted with a bun in his mouth,

"Two stupid birds, are they still the VIP 15th annual members of the distinguished FFF group, right?"

Ren Baoqiang, "..."

Ma Chaoqun, "Embarrassment"

Huang Dashan said in the tone of a passerby,

"The posture that you haven't mastered - don't beep blindly about knowledge, children have let you teach it badly, applauding for love is drumming for a night, and you don't know with a little bloodshot in your eyes?"

Rbq and mc group brothers were shocked, "Dare to ask the big guy, why is this?" ”

The mountain master looked unfathomable and unearthly at that moment, and even the sparkling saliva on the bun in his mouth was like a jade dew elixir,

"It's simple, because the blood is not directed the same."

“？？？”

The mountain master sighed,

"The big head and the small head can always be separated."

“...”

Master Shan, you will always be the son of our brothers!

The question of whether the blood of this head is free to go to that end is over for the time being, Shan Ye concluded,

"I see, in fact, it's the opposite, the reason why Lin Zi's eyes are bloodshot is that Lieutenant General Leng didn't stay overnight, hahahaha~"

The honest old tour confirms this,

"After dinner yesterday, Leng Han and I left at about a time, we should have returned to the base city, I heard that 'I want you to die three thousand' will return to the base city early, and Leng Zhong will take them on other tasks."

"Look, it's steady, that's it."

"Yes, yes, yes."

Lin Chou also sat behind the counter with an old bowl of soup and sucked it, and glanced at a few people with his eyelids,

"Enough, a bunch of big men, how can they gossip more than those aunts in the alley?"

The mountain master smiled, looked at Lin Chou's soup bowl and asked,

"I said Linzi, you are not only cruel to us, but even more ruthless to yourself, why are you reluctant to put even a piece of meat in this soup, the clear soup is not watery, tsk..."

Lin Chou sighed,

"We're different, I'm chicken fir chicken soup, I'm afraid of skewers when I put meat."

"Damn, you... Lao Tzu wants to drink that too! ”

"Okay, a thousand circulation points, how many threads do you have?"

"Nima, Nima..."

Ren Baoqiang said incredulously,

"Eh, I'm going to the big news, it is said that the people who sleep are the princes of the Golden Palace, and they will also 'sleep' and 'Nima' for a bowl of chicken soup?"

The mountain master said not very blindly,

"You don't understand - my whole net worth is now used to feed the chickens, and since those two little cubs don't eat bone marrow, I have found that the calves are even more special, and they have started drinking milk..."

The bottom of the third order of the cow, the milk.

In general, it is equal to one word, expensive!

Mama did throw a big bag of gold and alien beast source crystal to the mountain master, but the gold was reserved for the scientific research institute, and that little bit of source crystal, to be honest, couldn't withstand the squandering of the two chicken cubs.

A cow is more than a million, bought back to drink milk - the two little yellow chickens may have more bone marrow, and now the amount of milk has increased exponentially, and once a day, the cow has to be delayed for half a month, and the timid milk is scared back, a few days ago, the mountain master also specially asked for a home remedy, borrowed Lin Chou to stew a whole pot of tofu and boiled goose eggs, saying that he wanted to milk the cow!

The mountain master sighed, this sigh was full of countless bitter blood and tears.

Ren Baoqiang and Ma Chaoqun looked at each other, and Zhao Ziyu was excited.

The mountain master patted the table and said,

"Niang Xipi, who am I, Lao Tzu! Uncle Huang! Grandpa Oyama! When did Lao Tzu worry about money, except for the time when Lao Tzu was born and was poor, when did he live this bullshit and poor life..."

Ren Baoqiang persuaded,

"Uh, don't get excited, don't get excited..."

Huang Dashan wiped the corners of his damp eyes,

"Look at Lao Tzu's embarrassing stubble, blazing eyes, and peerless face, does Lao Tzu seem to be a person who worries about money?"

"No... It's not like it..."

The mountain master swallowed the whole bun with a grunt,

"Lao Tzu's voice is a life of wisdom and majesty, a life of brightness and integrity, is..."

Zhao Ziyu learned from Sikong's appearance and held up a cloak that did not exist behind him,

"It's a life of poverty."

“...”

Ren Baoqiang and Ma Chaoqun almost risked being beaten up and laughed.

The mountain lord sneered,

"Money is a bastard, and you can make it without a master... Money, it doesn't matter! ”

Zhao Ziyu continued,

"The important thing is that there is no money."

The mountain master snorted, and held back a sentence,

"Alas... It's not expensive to raise two chicks. ”

"The point is, without that money, everything else in life becomes very expensive."

Lin Chou squirted out a mouthful of chicken soup,

"Poof~"

, Huang Dashan, you are really a wet man, come and write this book for you!