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Just when the stabbed fans were depressed.

Chen Xiao was lying on the sofa in the villa, swinging his legs, and leisurely browsing today's hot spots.

Suddenly, a video appeared on the screen, which showed the readers' funny operations.

In addition to tearing the umbrella, the stabbed fans actually "retaliated" against him.

In some games, the name is changed to "Chen Daodao", "Chen Daodao owes me 10 yuan", "No one is as cheap as Xiaodao"...

So, when the player interacts with the character, the player's nickname is brought into the plot, and the game character calls out the player's nickname, a bunch of strange screenshots appear.

Restaurant chef: "Then let Chen Daodao catch wild boars."

Little Loli: "I'm really sad. Chen Daodao owes me money and won't pay it back. What should I do?"

Assassin: "Hahaha, that's it? No one is as cheap as Xiaodao."

Chen Xiao raised his eyebrows.

These fans are really stupid.

Prank?

Go ahead, go ahead, it's best to scold him severely during the interview tomorrow!

He looked sad the whole time, and after enduring countless accusations from the barrage, he announced that he would take a half-year break.

Hehe, it was natural to take a break.

I hope fans don't get up in the middle of the night and slap me.

Thinking of this, Chen Xiao quit the social platform, opened the schedule recording app, and looked at the next plan.

Stay in the capital before the New Year. Go to the crew of "Empresses in the Palace" and take a look at the company's situation.

Go on a trip after the New Year.

There is an important task during the trip - pretend to collect inspiration.

In fact, in June last year, the Spring Festival Gala program team contacted him and hoped that he would write a skit script. But he was too busy at the time, so he turned it down. This year, he can prepare a skit script.

The more scripts he writes, the more inspiration he has to pretend to find.

However, it's not just pretending, because what he accumulates is his own stuff.

Travel around the country and visit artists. For example, go to the Northeast and visit a two-person opera artist.

After a trip around the country, go around the world.

Visit museums, theaters, and natural scenery. By then, maybe I can buy a copy of "Harry Potter".

Thinking of this, Chen Xiao turned his head to look at Huoyun lying on the coffee table.

He flies every other day, and he won't go with him.

"Brother Cat, I will show you the food photos when I come back."

Huoyun glanced at him and turned over.

Xiaobai flattered: "Master, you still remember to take photos of Huoyun when you eat. You really care about the people and love them like your own children!"

Chen Xiao glanced at it.

Why do I feel that my loyal minister has become a traitor? How dare you be sarcastic?

Chen Xiao got up and stretched.

Forget it, don't bother with the robot, go to the game room to play games.

The night is getting darker. When it is extremely dark, the eastern sky glows, and the morning light gradually spreads to the earth.

9:00 am on the 18th.

Two gray-haired old men, dressed in casual clothes, walked towards the entrance of the theme park.

One is Yan Wei, a shadow play artist.

The other bald uncle is his neighbor, shell carving artist Zang Guangjie.

Yan Wei asked, "How is it going over there?"

"Ah." Zang Guangjie shook his head.

Yan Wei was surprised and said, "It's not getting better yet?"

Zang Guangjie raised his chin and grinned, "How is it possible? How beautiful are our shell carvings? I heard from my nephew that all the stock in his small online store has been sold out. This theme park has a strong ability to bring goods."

Yan Wei smiled. He recognized Lao Zang's nephew, who was a simple craftsman.

"It's a pity that there is not enough preparation, so this business fell into someone else's store."

The two scanned the code, passed through the magnificent archway, and entered the park.

As soon as they came in, they saw two stone roads, surrounded by quaint buildings, and there seemed to be a lion dance performance in the distance on the road on the left.

Zang Guangjie said, "Old Yan, you've been there before, so you lead the way."

"Okay, I won't charge you for the tour guide fee, but you have to hurry up to see the shell carving kitten."

"Don't push me every day. I haven't finished the design draft yet. It's not just a bald cat, I have to design the scene. And his cat is fancy, I have to think about the color matching. It takes time to think carefully."

Yan Wei glanced at him with disdain, "Your brain is not bright at your age, right? Let's go to the Guangxi Shell Carving Museum and see the works of young people."

Zang Guangjie pouted.

Haven't you heard a saying? Smart heads don't grow hair.

How could he be so bald that he is not bright?

The two walked for ten minutes and came to a shell carving experience hall with a sign at the door saying "Shell carving experience activity at 10:00 every day, welcome to sign up."

Pushing the glass door and walking in, there are many tourists visiting the museum.

There are shell carving works on the wall, and you can listen to the explanation of the works by scanning the code.

Zang Guangjie looked at the work on the wall called "Smooth Sailing" and nodded slowly, "Well, not bad."

He continued to walk forward, and after walking two or three meters, he saw a child looking at the work on the wall with admiration.

Zang Guangjie smiled with relief.

This theme park is really well built.

It is estimated that the young master who was traveling with him saw many people like shell carvings every day, and he should be relieved and satisfied every day.

Just when he thought of this, he heard a complaint from the door not far away:

"Chen Xiao is really not a human being, Chen Gouzi! Liar! Live a fart, false propaganda!"

Zang Guangjie frowned and walked two steps to the side. He saw a small sign "Office" hanging on the door.

Looking inside, there were two uniformed staff members in the room, who looked to be in their forties. One was sitting behind the table and the other was standing beside the table. There was a small sign "Director" on the table.

Zang Guangjie immediately got angry.

If this was said by an ordinary tourist, he would just ignore it.

But this was said by a junior in the same industry, and it was the curator.

In the past thirty-four years, culture has been on the decline. How many intangible cultural heritages are facing the risk of being cut off.

They have brought us so much popularity, no matter what, we should not scold them! They are simply traitors who repay kindness with enmity!

When such a thing happened in the industry, as an old senior, how could I sit back and do nothing?

Although I am introverted, I am not a coward! Go!

Thinking of this, Zang Guangjie walked to the side and took a photo of Yan Wei who was admiring the shell carving, "I'll go and have a chat."

"Are you familiar with it?"

"No."

Yan Wei frowned, followed him and walked forward, looking at his back in confusion.

Old Zang is very introverted and doesn't like to talk to strangers. Today, he actually took the initiative to say hello to the juniors.

Are you so happy?

Just when he thought of this, Yan Wei in front knocked on the door. Asked: "Excuse me, the Chen Xiao you two are talking about, is it Chen Xiao from Oriental Media?"

The two staff members looked at each other and said, "Yes, sorry..."

Before they finished speaking, Zang Guangjie scolded: "How can you say that about others? It is very impolite to curse behind their backs. They provide a platform for the display of intangible cultural heritage and a job for you. Do you talk like that?"

The curator was stunned and blinked.

Curse? Did he curse just now?

After thinking for a moment, he realized that he did complain.

But that was not cursing, but a call for love...Fuck, a call for hate!

I cursed!

I went on a blind date yesterday evening.

During lunch break, I went to the bookstore next door to buy a copy of "To Live". First, I wanted to follow the trend, and second, I felt a little uncomfortable after watching the movie version. I wanted to read the beautiful novel that Xiaodao liked to adjust.

After reading it, I felt that the whole world was darker.

Facing the beautiful lady, he smiled bitterly.

Chen Gou! Give me back my love!

The curator clenched his fist, took a deep breath, and forced a smile, "Sorry, uncle. Have you read the book "To Live"?"

Zang Guangjie was more certain of his thoughts after hearing this.

I had heard from my grandson that every time Director Chen produced a work, there would be a little black man who would point fingers and smear the work.

I didn't expect that such a person would appear in my family!

Zang Guangjie angrily retorted: "Whether I have read it or not, does it have anything to do with your scolding? Stop making excuses!"