Chapter 135 (1/2)
For a moment, the scene became a little quiet.
”It's none of your business! Get out! ”
A moment later, a roar of anger exploded from the microphone of the mobile phone.
Fortunately, Fang Xiaole brought Zhang Zhiqin's mobile phone to communicate with Mo Yan, otherwise his eardrums would have to be blown through.
”Lin Yao, go!”
Mo grunted at the two people on the side of the mobile phone: ”bye!”
”Bye, send wechat.” Lin Yao whispered to Fang Xiaole.
Before hanging up, Fang Xiaole heard Lin Yao comforting Mo Yan:
”Don't be angry, sister Yan. I saw it last night. Your legs almost closed.”
Fang Xiaole: ”
The little fairy really looks a little naive and can't comfort people.
However, there is a more naive one in front of us. Zhang Zhiqin and Fang Xiaole hung up the phone and suddenly sighed.
”What's the matter?”
Fang Xiaole looked at him strangely.
”Brother Fang, I found another secret.”
Zhang Zhiqin looked around, mysteriously approached Fang Xiaole and whispered:
”I think I may have to make a choice between the goddess and the imperial sister.”
Fang Xiaole didn't understand and looked at him suspiciously.
”I found out...” Zhang Zhiqin whispered, ”Mo seems to have a strong desire for me.”
”Why do you think so?” Fang Xiaole was even more confused.
”You don't know. Last night, agent Mo forced me to carry her back and tried to press my back with that. Is that a hint?
And I found that Lin Yao was indifferent to me when she saw me carrying Mo's agent behind my back. She must be angry! Don't try to hide these details from me. ”
Zhang Zhiqin is very satisfied with his clear thinking and keen observation.
”Xiao Qin, that's right...”
”Brother Fang, Xiaoqin is too Niang. Tell me to know Qin.”
”Er, OK, Zhiqin...”
Fang Xiaole thought about the language, and then slowly said:
”Have you ever heard of the three illusions of life?”
Zhang Zhiqin shook his head: ”No.”
”If you have time, go and search the Internet.” Fang Xiaole patted Zhang Zhiqin on the shoulder, ”let's go and run together.”
……
At more than 10 a.m., Fang Xiaole and Zhang Zhiqin went to the airport to meet the large army of the program group of ”looking forward to life” led by Luo Hui.
At this moment, he began to get busy and led the large army to repair and decorate the farmyard in Manau mountain.
Luo Hui and others praised the small courtyard and felt that they had finally found a suitable recording venue.
Fang Xiaole also went to the village at the foot of the mountain to buy a half-year-old erha string. The goods are simple and simple. They look like those two goods expression bags
Busy until noon, a group of people squatted in and out of the yard with boxed lunch.
Hong Sanshi also ran in high spirits, impolitely asked for a box of lunch, sat down next to Fang Xiaole, stared at him while eating, and smiled there.
”Brother Hong, what are you laughing at?”
Fang Xiaole was bristled with laughter.
”Fang Xiaole, Fang Xiaole, I didn't expect that a man with thick eyebrows and big eyes like you would use public affairs for personal gain.”
While sitting on the ground, Hong Sanshi smiled obscene. An elegant middle-aged obasheng became a sloppy migrant worker.
”Brother Hong, what do you mean?” Fang Xiaole wanted to laugh at him.