Scientists in the entertainment industry

"One more sip. As soon as He Yu is mentioned, I want to drink to suppress my shock."

Wu Qixiong took a sip, as if he thought of another terrible thing, raised his glass again, and took another sip.

As someone who has been there, Wu Tianbao also nodded in agreement. Anyway, in his life, he can help He Yu stop drinking, but he will never drink with He Yu.

But obviously, Wu Qixiong's satisfaction was only his own satisfaction, and he didn't know much about the specific situation of the bus.

Originally, when the three came out, Jia Wudi watched the three as thieves, and the camera pointed at the three early on, recording all their actions and conversations.

The lights of the server inside Jia Wudi were flickering, apparently also calculating.

"This old man is really worrying. I, Jia Wudi, am impartial and selfless. How can I become a protective umbrella?"

Jia Wudi calculated quickly and didn't make any moves. After all, he knew that Wu Qixiong was very old. If he moved and frightened people, it would be a serious crime.

Although its logic is sometimes weird, when it comes to the safety of human life, its considerations are of course all centered on life safety.

Jia Wudi just watched silently as the three of them took a few peanuts and drank them without moving.

After each drank two cups, the three got up and went back to the house contentedly.

However, the three of them did not notice.

When the three of them had just returned to the house and rested separately.

The mechanical arm on Jia Wudi's side silently activated, took out all the bottles of wine, and then a small mouth suddenly appeared on the front of the car, like a mouth.

Cooperating with the mechanical arm on the other side, the bottle cap was unscrewed very precisely.

After opening the wine cap, he frantically poured wine into the small opening on the front of the car, then screwed on the caps one by one, and put them all back.

"Buddhist Day, I will not go to hell. Whoever goes to hell, drinking alcohol is not good for your health. Old man, you will thank me for sure. Let me drink this wine."

After Jia Wudi put all the empty bottles back, he was very satisfied.

Chapter 307 Program: Coming of the Sword (Revision)

the next day.

Wu Qixiong got up early and went straight to the bullpen without saying a word.

These wines are his treasures, and now he is looking at his treasures, wanting to see if there is anything wrong with the wines he has hidden.

However, when he was standing in the bullpen.

Seeing that the bottle caps are intact, but the liquid I like most inside has disappeared.

This made him look at it in a daze for a moment, and immediately called out his son who had just woken up, and his grandson who was sleeping.

"Where's the wine?" Wu Tianbao didn't wake up, looking at the empty wine bottle in a daze.

"How would I know, I put it well yesterday, why did it suddenly disappear?" Wu Qixiong looked at Wu Tianbao with a dazed expression on his face, obviously it couldn't be Wu Tianbao's doing, let alone own son.

Such a bizarre scene was too weird, who would be idle, Wu Qixiong suddenly thought of a question, and suddenly turned his head to look at the bus behind him.

"Grandpa, you don't suspect a bus, do you? It's impossible." Wu Tianbao followed Wu Qixiong's gaze, looked at the bus, and shook his head instantly. This idea is too bizarre.

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This kind of gaze made Jia Wudi feel cold. Now his mind is like a child who has done something bad and was caught. He even has the urge to drive away directly.

Fortunately, at this time Wu Qixiong shook his head and spoke, which relieved the nervous Jia Wudi.

"I don't mean that. I mean that the bus is parked too well. It seems to be parked here on purpose. It's probably arranged by your aunt." Wu Qixiong looked at the bus that completely blocked his sight, and his mood was completely different at this time. It was the same as last night, and I thought the bus was well parked.

The reason is that his wine is gone.

He even felt that his daughter did it.

"Why don't you ask?" Wu Yong asked hesitantly.

Wu Qixiong blew his beard and stared, looked at the wine, then stretched his head to look at his home.

"Don't ask, resolutely don't ask. He Yu is here, and he doesn't drink out any wine. It's too unreasonable. Also, as long as He Yu is here, we will speak with one voice and quit drinking."

In the end, with a sigh, he succumbed to reality.

And Wu Yong and Wu Tianbao also nodded slightly.

Jia Wudi in the bus felt relieved. Although he was very sorry for the boss's mother-in-law who took the blame for him, but thinking of his actions, he actually indirectly helped the old man quit drinking. This is also Wu Ying's expectation.

"He Yu, you are ready to go out." Wu Qixiong and the three walked back into the house like frosted eggplants, but seeing He Yu and his group tidy up, there was a trace of curiosity on their faces.

"Grandpa, let's go out in the morning and try something."

He Yu nodded slightly.

"Be careful, let Tianbao accompany you, he is familiar with this area."

Wu Qixiong persuaded him a bit, and spoke listlessly, but he still arranged for Wu Tianbao to follow He Yu and the others as local guides.

"Okay, then trouble Brother Tianbao."

And He Yu nodded without refusing.

After walking out of the house, Yang Hao and Yang Hao took down two flying swords on the bus. Although they were a bit heavy, they were not too heavy to lift. After all, the flying swords were made of other materials except for the steel engine. Basically lighter materials are used.

That's about twenty kilograms, or forty catties.

The width of the flying sword, which is more than 30 centimeters, is carried directly to the waist.

With a width of thirty centimeters, it is about the size of four palms, like holding a surfboard, but it is much heavier and smaller than a surfboard.

He Yu also carried a metal backpack on his back.

This time I went out, in fact, I wanted to test Yang Hao, the possibility of standing on it to perform, and also designed performance moves.

After all, the time for Yang Hao's Spring Festival is approaching, and there is not much time left for Yang Hao.

"Where is this going? Looking for a river to release the boat?" Wu Tianbao looked at He Yu and Yang Hao who were holding a beautiful flying sword, and there was a trace of curiosity on his face. He didn't think it was serious, thinking it was just Boat.

Moreover, they also put boats here when they were young, but they were all paper boats, so that these boats could go down the river.

"An open space will do, we want to test something."

"Okay, you guys come with me."

Wu Tianbao didn't think too much, and led He Yu towards the open place.