Feng Yin left in a small van and headed for the train station that had been connected.

On the truck, Feng Yin opened the mobile phone holder and started the live broadcast.

"Hello everyone, I'm Fengyin, the eleventh holiday has begun, I'm ready to start working after hard work."

[I have to say, you have to be in a good state of mind, so many things have happened in the past two days, and you can still live broadcast without changing your face. 】

[Feng Yin, are you really with Cheng Yanqiu? ] That's Cheng Yanqiu!!! 】

【Where is Wind Yin going?】 】

Feng Yin didn't look at his phone, his eyes kept looking at the road.

"For the record, I didn't look at my phone, I had both eyes on the road."

"The comrades of the police and traffic police who are squatting in my live broadcast room, please enforce the law flexibly, I am a good citizen."

"Although I didn't look at my phone, I guess you probably have a few questions, first, I'm really with Cheng Yanqiu, what is there to hide when I fall in love, I can tell you clearly, I just like Cheng Yanqiu's money! That's a lot! ”

"As for the events of the past two days, is that a thing? Sister, I haven't seen any strong winds and waves. ”

The wind groaned to himself, drove the car to the place, parked the car, took off the mobile phone, and the camera turned.

"Look! I've arrived. ”

"Today, I work at the train station, don't think about coming to me, I'll put on makeup."

"You've heard of my makeup skills."

"Without further ado, let's get started."

After fixing the relatively hidden camera, I put my phone in my pocket, got off the train, and started working at the train station.

[Even though I know you went to the train station, I can't go either!] 】

[That's it, we've all bought our train tickets.] 】

[Today, there is only one person in the wind yin, what about the trio? ] 】

[The old slave is here, Feng Yin gave us a holiday, and also gave us a bonus of 20,000 yuan. 】

Li Sanyi, who was already on the high-speed rail, flashed in the comment area in time, and after pulling a wave of hatred, he hid in time, silently peeped at the screen, and watched the live broadcast of Feng Yin.

With the sound of Didi locking the car door, the live camera began to move.

The wind moans in the underground parking lot, looking for signs, ready to enter the train station.

"Little girl, little girl!"

An older woman's voice suddenly appeared, and Feng Yin, dressed as a college student, followed the voice.

At this time, the appearance of the woman can also be seen in the live broadcast camera, around fifty years old, with a cane, a plaster cast on her left leg, standing in the trunk of a car, and a large suitcase in the back box.

"Little girl, is it good to help, I really can't hold this leg, I'm in a hurry to catch the train, and there is no one here for a long time."

Feng Yin took a look at it and walked over enthusiastically.

"Okay!"

[Is this the sound of the wind? So sweet? It's a little bit young and doesn't understand the world. 】

[Upstairs, you're not alone, you always feel like Feng Yin is going to make trouble. 】

[Can't this woman be an actor arranged by Feng Yin? ] 】

[Didn't you eat enough of yesterday's loss? Dare to question the wind groaning? 】

The liveliness in the comment area, Feng Yin can't see it, and I don't know it.

Playing the role of a pure college student, she walked over with a beautiful heart and a good heart, and finally pulled the box down after wasting a lot of strength.

"I'm sorry, the car is scratched, I really don't have that much strength."

As soon as Feng Yin's words came out, the comment area was neatly "huh".

Little wind moaning?

Please say to hundreds of pounds of cement?

Please go to the door that has been kicked in?

Please be kicked by a big man, a small man, an old man, and say go!!