Chapter 1273 Reshoot
Finally, he flew in the air with Gao Yang, holding the camera in his hand, and the camera pointed directly at Gao Yang's face: "No! That's not how it was played! Reshoot!"

What on earth are you filming? I'm not your actor.

Gao Yang's head went dark.

"call--"

A behemoth flew by with a strong sense of oppression. It was Nana who had transformed into a giant. She was wearing a strange black energy cloak, like billowing dark clouds, covering the sky and the sun.

"Mortals! Where are you going! My king doesn't mind giving you a ride." Nana's voice was like thunder, giving Gao Yang a splitting headache.

"Go away!" said Tuo ungratefully, "We are filming! You are cheating!"

"Hmph! If you don't eat the toast, you will be punished by drinking wine! You should die!"

Nana's whole body began to "click" to transform, turning into an interstellar battleship in the shape of a sailor suit, with various laser cannons on it, firing at Gao Yang.

"Boom boom boom——"

"Shhhhh-"

Countless lasers, missiles, and energy cannons were like a downpour.

Help me quickly.

Gao Yang looked at the sports car on the ground. Wang Zikai who was driving was missing.

Gao Yang's hands and feet recovered. He grabbed the kite string and pulled hard, flying towards the sports car.

Gao Yang landed on the driver's seat of the sports car. He held the steering wheel and stepped on the accelerator. However, he stepped on the gas pedal, and his body fell into the abyss.
Ah!
Gao Yang waved his hands to catch something.

"Snapped."

He grabbed the blades of an old ceiling fan.

Gao Yang looked down and saw that this was the living room of his hometown in the countryside.

Only then did he let go and jumped down from the ceiling fan.

There was a familiar dining table in the living room, with a table of hot dishes on it. Qing Ling sat alone in front of the table, holding a bowl of white rice, holding two pairs of chopsticks, and eating seriously.

Why are you here?

Gao Yang looked at Qing Ling, who raised her head: "Eat."

"Step aside!"

The two women who knocked Gao Yang away were Chen Ying and Bai Lu.

The two of them each took a book and rushed excitedly to the yard outside the living room.

Gao Yang was a little curious and decided to go out and take a look.

There was an old Ferris wheel in the yard, and Gregor was sitting in a car at the bottom of the Ferris wheel. There was a small wooden table in front of him, and on the table was a sign that read "Signing Event."

"Those who want autographs, hurry up, I'm in a hurry!" Gerry shouted.

The Ferris wheel turned slowly and was about to lift Gregor into the sky.

Chen Ying and Bai Lu immediately handed over the books in their hands.

"Sign one." Bai Lu ordered.

"Sign a copy for me too." Chen Ying was a little anxious, "It tastes very good, and the kids love it." Seeing that the car was getting higher and higher, Gregor had no choice but to flip out from behind the small table, jump to the ground, and even fall. wrestle.

He stood up in embarrassment and tried to dust himself off, but he kept dusting off more and more dust. The dust was very pungent and made everyone cough.

"Ahem! Ahem! Ahem..."

"Ahem... the book... I'll sign it..." Gregor coughed and took the book from Chen Ying's hand.

Gregor frowned as soon as he opened the book: "This is not my book."

"This is your book." Chen Ying said.

"This is my previous book, not mine." Gregor threw the book away and took the book from Bai Lu's hand. "This is my future book. It is mine. I will sign this one."

Gregor dug into his pocket and was stunned.

"Where's my pen! It's such a big pen! It was here just now!"

Gregor walked towards Gao Yang and seemed to regard Gao Yang as a staff member: "Hey! My pen is missing!"

Don't ask me, I don't know.

Gregor looked past Gao Yang and fell on Qing Ling behind him.

When Gao Yang turned his head, the house was gone, and so was the living room. There was only a bench in the airport waiting hall. Qing Ling was sitting on the bench, with a frozen matcha cake floating in front of her eyes.

The two chopsticks in Qing Ling's hands turned into two pens. She tried hard to pick them up, but the pens were too slippery and couldn't hold the matcha cake.

"Thief! Give me the pen back!" Gregor was furious and snatched the pen from Qing Ling's hand.

Qing Ling's face fell: "I'm not a thief."

Gregor ignored her, turned around and left.

"I'm not a thief." Qing Ling reached out to grab the matcha cake in front of her, but the cake flew away like a balloon.

Qing Ling looked at the matcha cake flying higher and higher and murmured to herself: "I'm not a thief, I'm not a thief..."

Gregor walked towards Chen Ying: "I'll sign it for you."

"This is not your book." Chen Ying said.

"This is my book." Gregor went to grab the book.

"No!" Chen Ying suddenly became furious.

"There it is! Bring it!" Gregor grabbed it hard.

Neither of them would let go.

"Wow--"

The book was torn in half. Gregor fell heavily while holding half of the book. Chen Ying flew directly into the sky. The half of the book in her hand turned into fireflies all over the sky, surrounding Chen Ying.

"Go home, we are going home." Chen Ying cried and flew away.

"The book is broken, how can I sign it?" Gregor was helpless.

(End of this chapter)

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