The gangster of fast wear is online

Chapter 168 Entertainment Survival Guide 20

The goatee was overjoyed and thought to himself, women really have long hair and short knowledge, what kind of famous nightingale, the senior reminded them to walk around when they saw her, they didn't expect it to be like this, except for the fire is really powerful, the brain probably only has muscles Bar.

He was a liar before his death, with a brilliant tongue, defrauded three generations of kings, and obtained the hereditary throne of the national teacher. With a sugar-coated bombardment, he quickly got something useful out of a woman's mouth.

"Then don't disturb senior's quietness, let's go now, let's go now." The goatee smiled cheaply and cupped his hands.

Lan Shuying waved her hands carelessly: "So many people were recruited because of you, it's so noisy, you should settle the matter for me, don't interfere with my daughter's practice."

Of course, the other party was full of promises, and he dragged away the man in the green shirt who had been the background wall for the whole time.

Toffee happily rolled several times in the sea of ​​consciousness: "Hahaha, so stupid, these two, haha!"

Lan Shuying also smiled secretly. She looked like she was okay on the surface, and on the way home she said to Zhenzhen: "These people are really noisy, just go down the mountain quickly."

Zhenzhen seriously echoed her words: "That's right, they are so noisy, it will affect mom's practice, if mom can't practice well, then she can't fight bad guys with Zhenzhen."

Lan Shuying pinched her little cheek with a smile.

At the same time, Goatee is solemnly introducing his companion to Wen Yuan.

"This is my senior brother, who has higher morals than me. He was touched by Mr. Wen's affection and went down the mountain to help."

Wen Yuan was slightly moved, and said hello to the man in the green shirt, and then asked with concern: "Just now, the gentleman said that Qingqing is by my side, what does that mean?"

Goatee smiled mysteriously, stroked his beard and said slowly: "Little friend, where did you get this jade pendant?"

He pointed to the safety buckle under Wen Yuan's neck.

Wen Yuan: "It's a coming-of-age gift from Qingqing. I've been wearing it for eight years."

"Jade has aura..."

Wen Yuan's eyes lit up: "Sir, do you mean that Qingqing is in Yuli?"

The goatee smiled mysteriously again, and said cheerfully in the white eyes of his companion: "No, no, little friend, let's see!"

He stretched out a finger, but couldn't see the movement track, as if penetrating space, and clicked a wooden bead on the left side of the safety buckle in the next second.There are two small round beads between the bead and the jade, which are used to decorate the chain. It looks very ordinary, but a faint light suddenly flashed under his finger.

The goatee seemed to withdraw his hand confidently, but he couldn't help thinking in his heart that he hoped that Nightingale wouldn't make fun of him.

The three of them heard a misty sigh at the same time.

Wen Yuan was stunned for a moment, tremblingly touched the cold surface of the bead, "Qingqing..."

"It's Qingqing's voice..."

"That's natural. As our senior brother, we won't deceive you in such a matter." The goatee turned to the man in the blue shirt, "Senior brother, I still need you to act."

They were able to figure out the idea of ​​using Qingqing's ghost to deceive people, mainly thanks to the man in Qingshan.

Because the identity of Qingshan Rending is a Taoist priest who practiced in the mountains. When he was young, he followed his master to catch ghosts. When he was old, he lost his eyesight. There is no escape from the world.

The two rookies couldn't see Qingqing's remnant soul.It was originally a nonsense, but I didn't expect it to be hit right.

They are planning to play it by ear, trick Wen Yuan to keep them, and when the exercises they practice are effective in the future, they can make Wen Yuan believe Qingqing's story and give him a hope. In this way, in order for Qingqing to come back, He would be willing to be a puppet to help them hunt for treasure.

But because of this torment, Lan Shuying noticed the abnormality on Wen Yuan today. She can be sure that Qingqing is hiding here, but she is suppressed by that piece of jade. If no one cares about it, it will probably disappear completely in a few years. .

But if she doesn't say anything, let these two idiots make trouble.

The man in blue took a few steps on the spot, and solemnly pumped strength towards the wooden bead. The sigh became clearer, and the innocent face of the girl appeared on the wooden bead, which flashed past, but Wen Yuan was revived with blood.

Qingqing's death was a knot in his heart, and when he was sure she was still there, he immediately worked hard.

From this day on, the man with the goatee and the green shirt became Wen Yuan's guests. In order to fulfill the requirements of the two masters, Wen Yuan took the initiative to ask his father for a few properties, and began to shine on the road of domineering president.

Every once in a while, his changes would be passed on to Kong's family through Wen Qinan's mouth. Lan Shuying scratched her head. At this pace, she felt that a good showbiz boss Wen might become a life-and-death love?Or "Looking for the Sunshine"?

Qiu Qing is a perfectionist director. After the last audition, the crew has been busy for more than a year, and finally finalized the list of actors, makeup, costumes, and shooting location.

When he contacted her, Yanxi Mountain was wrapped in a thick snow, and Lan Shuying stood at the gate of the courtyard smilingly watching the two children playing snowball fights.

"Aunt Kong, you come to play too!" Wen Qinan yelled loudly while dodging the oncoming snowball nimbly.

Lan Shuying lazily refused, took out her mobile phone and started to record videos for them. She had already recorded a bunch of them, every bit of her life.

The appearance of Zhenzhen eating, the appearance of playing games, the appearance of dressing up beautifully, her smile, her cry...all are in this mobile phone, and the little girl can take it out to watch when she grows up.

But she really belongs to the kind of child who has her own idol baggage. Lan Shuying has always wanted to take some embarrassing photos of her, but she has never succeeded. This girl is too sensitive to the camera. No matter how hidden she is, she can find it when the filming starts. , and then instantly performed particularly well.

Lan Shuying put down her phone dejectedly, and squatted on the ground to pile up three snowmen, one big and two small, the biggest one was only 30 centimeters high.

Wen Qinan came over and added twigs to each of them as arms, and made snowman's eyes and mouths with pine needles.

Facing the adoring gaze, he put his hips on his hips and laughed triumphantly, and suddenly thought of something, and asked eagerly, "Aunt Kong, can you add another one?"

"Okay." Lan Shuying squeezed out the largest snowman a few times, thought for a while, and then made a smaller one, and said lightly: "This is your uncle, and this is Qingqing."

Wen Qinan was silent for a while, took off a piece of thread from his red scarf, wrapped it around the snowman's neck for "Qingqing" a dozen times, and said in a low voice, "Well, it's more like this."

"Uncle was scolded again yesterday. Grandpa said that he should not go back to the old house if he doesn't get married." He was a little worried.

Lan Shuying touched the back of his head with a smile: "This kind of thing depends on fate, there is no rush."

Wen Qinan opened his mouth, and when he saw Wen Yuan walking towards him, he closed his mouth in time.

He actually wanted to say that fate is fate, but he can't hold a wooden bead all day long and be his daughter-in-law...it looks like a psychopath.

"Your uncle is in good condition now. Maybe Qingqing is really by his side. Isn't your father coming back next month? By then..." Lan Shuying smiled at him maliciously.

Wen Qinan thought for a while, and answered the second half of the sentence honestly: "Grandpa won't scold uncle at that time."

Who made his father a wooden lump with muscles in his head, who would quarrel with his mother whenever he met, and grandpa was so partial to his mother, well, I hope that idiot won't be hung on the wall by grandpa again this year.

Wen Qinan sighed deeply, feeling that no one in their family could worry except him.

(End of this chapter)