Feng Yin's words made Li Sanyi not deny.

He did seem to have an enlightenment.

Probably because of yesterday's stimulus, Li Sanyi decided to do a good job in these three months.

While the car was moving, Feng Yin opened the window, one hand on the edge, as if touching the morning sun, she let the clear breeze on her face, her hair flying.

With a "click", the front selfie is completed.

A minute later, Wind Yin's meager account was updated.

Wind Groan: #风吟殡仪馆抗尸体#赴约路上, see you later. Behind is a selfie of the wind moaning.

[I want to say that it's a casual selfie, but I love it so much! 】

[This photo does not have a professional team, I ate the camera! ] 】

[Did she really fight the corpse? How can I watch the live broadcast when I am at work, online and so on, I am in a hurry. 】

The meager number of comments is constantly changing, some of them are studying skipping classes, some are pure beauty fans, some are watching lively, and most of them are black fans, waiting for the wind to retreat.

Even a black fan head who sent out a job invitation yesterday said on the meager @Fengyin: Waiting for you at the door!!

has been paying attention to the wind of the mobile phone, how could you miss such a good opportunity, you come and go, the heat is not coming.

On a meager note, Feng Yin sent a second dynamic.

Ready to take over @Brown Sugar Ginger Tea #Wind Yin Anti Corpse#

After the wind chant was finished, Li Sanyi finally caught up with the wind after parking the car, he held up his mobile phone and looked at the wind chant again.

"You filmed it?"

"Would you be scared if I said it was taken by someone else?"

Li San blinked, looking at the door of the funeral home in front of him, and it was a little cold when he was matched with the wind groaning.

"It's really good, take more good photos like this in the future, you can accumulate beauty fans for us, this is a very important part of fans."

Feng Yin didn't refuse: "Don't worry, I'm so beautiful, the outside world can't see how sorry." ”

The boastful Feng Yin handed the mobile phone to Li Sanyi: "You start the live broadcast, don't disturb my rhythm." ”

"Understood, I'm a videographer who talks and deducts money."

Feng Yin praised Li Sanyi's comprehension and got out of the car.

At the door of the funeral home, there were four people standing, three young women, and an older man, who couldn't tell whether they were happy or unhappy, in short, the mood was not very high.

"The wind is coming!"

"She's really coming! What to do? ”

"What to do, resist it."

The girl who was obviously dominant, wearing a black dress, walked towards Feng Yin with great momentum, and at the same time, Feng Yin's live broadcast room began.

"Hello everyone, I am in debt of more than 100 million, and today is the second day of working to pay off my debts."

"It's my black fan coming up to you, I want to say...... She's a good person. A good person who was willing to introduce me to a job, as far as I know, such a job as anti-corpse, with high pay and few working hours, is not available to ordinary people. ”

Feng Yin said as he walked, and he could also take a look at the barrage.

"I have a videography, team? That's right, we're crazy or not crazy to see the mood combination, please support us. ”

"My black fan introducer has arrived, I have always felt that black fans are true love, idols can be changed, but the object of the scolding is easy not to change, oops, she must have said it, she is embarrassed, give her a mosaic first."

Li Sanyi skillfully put a mosaic on the other party's face, and Feng Yin enthusiastically stretched out a hand.

"Thank you very much for the job opportunity, I don't know who the person in charge is and how much is the salary?"

Active and positive, the crooked wind groan, so that the black fan on the opposite side didn't know what to say for the first time, and finally could only hold back a sentence: "Aren't you afraid, Feng Yin!" ”

Wind Groan made a surprised expression.

"Can your corpses be resurrected?"