Li Sanyi's expression was clearly captured in the live broadcast room, and the wind that was watching did not move at all, and the whole person's face was almost lying on the corpse.

"Yes, yes, it can be like this here, it can be like this here."

Wind groaned with a hand on the corpse's face in a virtual comparison, watching... Absolutely insane.

[For a moment, I don't know if it's the corpse or the wind's eyes. 】

[It's over, it's over! I'm completely in love with the crazy wind, love eyes. 】

[People who like wind chanting have a very strong taste.] 】

Feng Yin ignored the live broadcast room, and after carefully observing it, she stood up, found the undertaker's toolbox, and prepared for work.

Just as she was holding a hard-looking bristle brush, the familiar words reappeared.

"Brother Tang, how much does this work cost?"

"Five hundred! Feng Yin, I have an affordable price, generally speaking, they are paid on a monthly basis, and they don't earn five hundred a day. ”

"Understood!"

Feng Yin understood an OK, and she made a move.

Most of the pictures in the live broadcast room are mosaics, after all, Li Sanyi has been reminded that it involves blood, and he does not dare to challenge the authority.

But the people at the scene opened their mouths wide one by one.

"Dangdang Dang"

"Zi'er ——-"

"Hoohoo Hoo ——-"

The sound of hammer tapping, the sound of electric drill drilling, and the sound of vigorous blowing wind, one after another, only saw a piece of dust gathering and drifting around the wind in the live broadcast room.

This scene made many new viewers mistakenly think that they had entered a live broadcast of decoration.

Several people are still asking in the live broadcast room: Is the decoration live broadcast so popular? More than 50,000 people watched?

When this person was popularized, he was first afraid, then curious, and finally stayed.

This process has become the standard for those who come after it.

Li Sanyi temporarily acted as a commentator, but this explanation couldn't find the right words to describe everything Feng Yin did.

"Feng Yin picked up a knife, she moved, and the knife fell on the face of the gold lord—ahh——-h

She picked up the electric drill again, and got into it from the position of her ear ——- ———, and she was very skilled in her craft, and she had the foundation of an electrician."

"It's right that the whitewash brushes are so much that the color scheme of the wind is very high, and it smells of a living person."

[The emergence of new dubbing, Li Sanyi, is equivalent to being shocked, and being praised everywhere is unexpected. 】

[No, what did you laugh at when I was criticized by the leader just now, now she laughs with me, Li Sanyi, don't be an agent, go talk about cross talk! ] 】

[Feng Yin and the agent's partner, just like my disobedient master and worried subordinates, the master and servant CP was born. 】

The number of people in the live broadcast room is getting bigger and bigger, and the contouring of Feng Yin is also coming to an end.

"Director Tang——- enthusiastic family members are here! I can't stop it! ”

A boy pushed the door in from outside the door with a panicked face, followed by three big men.

"Stop! Isn't it a joke about my brothers, who gave you faces! ”

"Fuck off, my brother must walk decently, you fucking ——— hey——— there's something to talk about, put the knife down! Knife down! ”

Feng Yin smiled knowingly, put down the knife in his hand for contouring, and said in a calm voice: "Don't worry, your brother will walk very decently." Even down there are handsome guys, recruiting countless little female ghosts. ”

Half-jokingly, the wind groaned, put away the scary eyes, smiled professionally, and continued to work.

The sound of the stomping of the high-heeled shoes, with the ultimate sense of oppression, from far to near, before seeing anyone, hearing the sound first.

"You'd better tell the truth."