After a debt of 100 million, the poisonous tongue went crazy and killed people on the live broadcast

Studio.

[I am already standing in a sunny place, why is it still a bit cloudy? 】

[The workmanship is exquisite, the craftsmanship is superb, and the most important thing is the temperament is really Yin. 】

[With just one glance, you solved the problem of no air conditioning in my dormitory. 】

[The refreshing package has arrived, please check it carefully. 】

This year's netizens are more sophisticated than the last.

The small piece of paper in Feng Yin's hand pricked people, so Lin Yu subconsciously put on the blanket in the car, and Ala moved back and stayed away from Feng Yin.

"Um...Boss Feng, where did you learn this skill?"

Lin Yu’s problem is also a problem for many netizens.

It's lifelike, like a real person. This kind of craftsmanship can't be achieved by just messing around.

"Well... I probably stabbed the villain too much!"

"what---"

"Woof----"

"Crack——"

Lin Yu and Ala were frightened and screamed when Feng Yin suddenly raised his head and smiled sinisterly.

The scream of a dog was still very shocking. Zhang Boer braked, causing Feng Yin, who meant to be joking, to immediately resume his Yangjian style.

"Comrade Zhang Bo'er, if you have made a will to leave your inheritance to me, then please do whatever you want. If not... please pay attention to your safety."

Zhang Boer didn't dare to look back, he just looked in the rearview mirror and nodded.

Fortunately, it didn't hit the front, it was just a slight brake.

Feng Yin took the small paper man and admired it for himself.

"The craftsmanship is really good, don't be afraid, don't the little paper figures look cute? They are somewhat similar to Sunny Day dolls from other countries."

"Besides, I didn't even blink. Do you understand? I still understand the rules."

The paper man, half the size of an arm, has a graceful figure when viewed from the back, and has a hazy beauty when viewed from the side. If he hadn't known that this was a paper man, some people would have bought it as an art piece.

Li Sanyi felt the hairs all over his body stand up, then he pressed him down again, and finally they stood up again. "Feng Yin, do you need to be so realistic?"

"Of course, you don't understand. There's quite a lot of competition down there, like the difference between copycats and genuine products."

Li Sanyi muttered speechlessly: "Make it as if you have been there."

"How do you know I haven't been there?"

Feng Yin asked in return, causing Li Sanyi not to ask any more questions, as it would be in vain.

There was not a word of truth in this guy's mouth.

Feng Yin put down the small paper stick in his hand, picked up other materials, and started other productions.

She has really been to the underworld.

Along the way, Feng Yin relied on her superb craftsmanship to successfully build a computer, a phone, a small villa, a small sofa, and even a roast chicken.

[It’s over, looking at this roast chicken, why do I want to eat it? 】

[Isn’t it bad that the foodie gene is awakening here? 】

[This craft is simply good news to the ghost world. 】

[No kidding, I really want to buy some and burn them for my grandpa. 】

Many people left messages in the comment area, saying that they are willing to buy the things Feng Yin made. They are really "pleasant to the eyes" and burning them seems to be more rewarding.

"Want to buy? It's not impossible, I really don't have time to do it."

"I'll see if I can teach this skill to the owner of the store."

Following Feng Yin's plan, the car arrived at the hospice.

Feng Yin got ready and said to the people behind him: "I will speak, and you are responsible for keeping your mouth shut. Do you understand?"

The three people looked at each other and nodded.

Do you want to take the beating alone?

Feng Yin/Boss Feng/Boss Feng is indeed loyal.

"As long as you understand, your intelligence will be exposed as soon as you speak, which is not good."