Chapter 107: Gossip
Li Sanyi hasn't been there for a long time, and he said a little lonely.
"Comrade Li Sanyi, let me recall for you, when we went to film in the past, you were the one who squatted in the corner with a boxed lunch to eat, what are you missing?"
After being reminded by the wind, Li Sanyi suddenly woke up.
"I forgot!"
Feng Yin held the phone, shook his head and smiled, looked at the comment area, and touched Alaska with his other hand.
"Why do you squat and eat a boxed lunch? Because it's too difficult to eat upside down, you always have to give Li Sanyi a way to live. ”
"Memories kill? I don't have any memories, I spent money to kill, and now I am poor to kill. ”
The wind is chatting and chatting in the live broadcast room, and there are still black people in the current live broadcast room, but there are many fewer of them.
A bunch of people appeared in the comment area of the live broadcast room and began to ask about gossip news in the entertainment industry.
"What, they're both together? How I don't know. ”
"Pretend? There is no such thing as being good or not, how can I have time to pay attention to these things, I work every day, you all watch it. ”
"Of course I know that the entertainment industry makes money, but you must know that it is only those at the top of the pyramid who make money."
Feng Yin rarely chattered seriously, and the car drove all the way towards the film and television base.
At the same time, Cheng Yanqiu, who had just finished filming a scene, opened Fengyin's live broadcast room in his RV.
"Allah?"
Cheng Yanqiu took the phone and quickly contacted the assistant.
"Why is my Allah in the wind?"
The assistant who received the call, the black short-sleeved man, changed his crying tone in the blink of an eye.
"Brother Qiu-you let me go, I really can't control Allah, it doesn't listen to me at all, and then I can't beat it!"
"I can only pay a lot of money to find a dog walker to walk the dog every day, but I walk one and run another, and none of them insist on it."
"Brother Qiu--I resigned, I hired Feng Yin to walk the dog today, and let her be sent to the film and television base after walking."
The black short-sleeved man was specially hired by Cheng Yanqiu to take care of Ala, he himself likes dogs, but he has a weak physique, and he has been around animals for a long time, and he is prone to allergic reactions.
The larger the ala, the shorter the allergic reaction time and the longer the aging time.
"Got it."
Knowing this, Cheng Yanqiu hung up the phone.
He looked at Allah in the live broadcast room, and for the first time he saw it so docile.
"Does Allah like her more?"
Cheng Yanqiu didn't see the live broadcast of Feng Yin and Ala running hard, and simply thought that Ala liked Feng Yin.
At this time, the wind in the live broadcast room, a gossip face, eyes rolling around, and an expression from time to time, which is particularly vivid.
The barrage in the live broadcast room has been flickering, with various gossip in the entertainment industry written on it, and the fake ones account for 98%.
[For the first time, I saw netizens in the live broadcast room popularizing entertainment gossip to the anchor. 】
[It's the first time I've seen an anchor eat gossip and be so fascinated by it! ] 】
[Comrade Fengyin, have you forgotten your obligation as an anchor? You have to speak! 】
"Don't brush it, don't brush it, you didn't even read all the gossip just now."
"Wait a minute, I'll pull it back and take a look."
Feng Yin really stretched out a finger to pick up the comments, and after reading the last point, his satisfied expression was not hidden at all.
"What's wrong with gossip? I feel that gossip can awaken my passion for the world and my concern for all things. ”
"If there's any news, tell me if you remember that my internet speed has slowed down lately, which is not conducive to my accumulation of knowledge."
Feng Yin said with a heavy face.
"Boss Feng, Brother Li is going to cry."
(End of chapter)