Feng Yin sold it to Meipai World, and before netizens could laugh, Li Sanyi reacted quickly and covered Feng Yin's mouth.

"Don't shout! Didn't pay for advertising! ”

"Oh—that makes sense! Send it to me, and I'm free to buy and sell. ”

Feng Yin and Li Sanyi's riotous operation made a group of netizens praise it in admiration.

What is dedication? It's called dedication.

Always keep in mind the money-making literacy that a star should have.

Feng Yin and Li Sanyi went on to perfectly interpret what it means to be a little bit of a broken person, and the two of them were like very unprofessional street agents, exchanging the information they needed each other.

After the exchange of information, the sunrise was watched, and it seemed that only the descent was left.

The people watching the sunrise on the mountain walked half of the way in an instant, and walked down the mountain in an uproar.

General Feng Yin wrapped his coat tightly, sat down in a slightly less windy place, and beckoned a few people to sit down.

"Come on, come on, it's hard to come up, what are you doing in a hurry, it's not a waste."

Li Sanyi and the three of them sat down, feeling the whirring wind blowing in their ears, Allah didn't know when to face the wind, opened his mouth, and drank the wind.

"Look at Allah, no one wastes it, this wind of Mount Tai, take the essence of heaven and earth, absorb the aura of the sun and the moon....."

"Feng Yin, did you collect the money?"

I saw Feng Yin's pupils dilated, his neck turned stiffly, and he looked at Li Sanyi.

"I knew it! You must have collected money, and if you don't collect money, you can work so hard to publicize. ”

Li Sanyi asked with a look of hatred: "How much did you collect, remember to transfer it to me, we have to pay taxes." ”

Wind Groaning raised four fingers.

"Forty thousand?"

Wind Groan shook his head.

"Forty - impossible, your popularity ——- four thousand?"

The wind groaned and shook his head.

Li Sanyi frowned and asked, "It won't be four hundred, right?" ”

Feng Yin shook his head, sniffled and said, "Four tickets." ”

Li Sanyi and Feng Yin looked at each other, and the silent sadness flowed into a river.

Li Sanyi: Shame!

Wind Yin: Lost money!

With the grief of the two, the quartet is ready to go down.

It is said that it is easy to go up the mountain and difficult to go down, and it is not high on the small slopes, but it is very obvious on Mount Tai.

It was Lin Yu who was the first to tremble.

Every time he took a step, his legs trembled several times, and Feng Yin, who was watching, immediately passed over and helped Lin Yu.

"Boss Feng, you're so nice!"

"You are too expensive for me to pay."

Feng Yin supported Lin Yu and walked down step by step, and after walking for a long time, Zhang Boer also began to tremble.

"Boss Feng, no wonder you don't let me drive, it's really a bit dangerous, the key is that I don't want to shake!"

Feng Yin really couldn't support the two of them, so he finally picked up two crutches in the trash can and gave them to Li Sanyi and Zhang Boer.

"Send?"

"Why isn't it sent, do you think others have the courage to pick it up? What I consume is my face. ”

Li Sanyi took the crutches and said very smoothly: "Then you have a lot left." ”

Feng Yin looked at Li Sanyi with a toothache.

"Studying from home lately? Evil mending makes people talk? ”

Li Sanyi shook his head.

"It's all realistic."

[Hahahaha, the love and killing between the master and the old slave. 】

[Seek truth from facts, how much is left? No, amuse! 】

[Really no kidding, one day a few of you have a special show, just listen to a few of you. 】

Feng Yin handed another crutch to Zhang Bo'er, and Zhang Bo'er said with a smile: "Boss Feng, Brother Li didn't say that you are thick-skinned, that is, you....um....that's it......mmmm...."

Zhang Boer's action of looking for adjectives in his brain with his mouth was exchanged for a burst of laughter in the live broadcast room.

I really can't boast, let's not boast!