The sand sculpture is rebellious and loves to cause trouble for others.

After agreeing to continue the party tomorrow afternoon, Ye Qinghuan once again walked aimlessly along the path, constantly picking up grass leaves, flowers and other cute little things on the roadside to decorate her pigtails.

"Hey, look, my little green pigtails look good! They're super beautiful, aren't they!"

Ye Qinghuan showed off her flower braids to the camera and twirled them beautifully, which made netizens' eyes twitch.

[As expected of a princess from a wealthy family, she dares to stick this thing on her head. It seems that she has never experienced the pain of having a lot of hair pulled out]

[Amen, I can only say, Ye Qinghuan hopes you won’t regret it tonight]

[Hahahahaha, Ye Qinghuan really has a clear sense of stupidity. She continues to put it on her head, she is half aware of the seriousness of the matter]

[Haha, ah, someone come and stop her! ]

[Well, with all due respect, she wanted to make up a cuckold for herself... It was the first time I saw a star who cuckolded herself...]

When Ye Qinghuan walked to the road, her head basically turned into a furry cocklebur head.

Cheng Weiwei and Ren Qing, who put on tight floral jackets and transformed into local peasant women, were sitting at a small stall spreading pancakes. They were stunned when they saw the green-haired monster coming towards them.

"Qing Huan, who did this to you?"

Although Cheng Weiwei comes from a wealthy family, she actually grew up in a rural area and is basically familiar with the effects of small plants on the roadside.

At this time, looking at Ye Qinghuan with a head full of cockleburs, she had a bad feeling in her heart.

"Hey, doesn't it look good? Looks good, I picked a lot of little ears along the way and made them into braided ones."

Ye Qinghuan raised his hand and patted the top of his furry hair. Judging from his expression, he was very satisfied with his new look.

Cheng Weiwei stood there, his lips slightly opened, looking at Ye Qinghuan's head with a complicated and contradictory expression, and finally it all turned into one sentence,

"as long as you are happy."

I also hope that when you pick them up at night, the expression on your face can be so bright.

At this time, the aunt passing by was obviously attracted by Ye Qinghuan's appearance and walked over with her hands behind her back.

"You sell pancakes?"

"Yes, yes, aunt, our pancakes cost five yuan each, they are very affordable and delicious, and you also get stockings for free if you buy pancakes."

Ren Qing enthusiastically pointed to the signboard and recommended it. The aunt looked interested but actually looked at it casually, shook her head and left.

Ye Qinghuan, on the other hand, was extremely shocked and asked,

"Selling pancakes and giving stockings? Are you serious?"

In this regard, Ren Qing and Cheng Weiwei also felt helpless. They spread their fingers and pointed at the various stockings placed on the tricycle seats.

"Look at that pile! You said it's okay to give eggs. Whoever is a good person gives stockings. They are still colorful. Who will buy these things!"

Netizens were already laughing to death at the show crew's bad move, and they all praised the director on the public screen.

[You are so playful, Director Guo’s planning has reached a new level. ]

[Hahaha, I laughed so hard that my stomach hurt. When Ye Qinghuan took a close-up of the socks, I felt numb. Forget about the black flesh color, why are there still pink and red stockings? And looking at this village, it seems that most of the people are elderly, tsk tsk tsk — —]

[The person who came to visit from the pancake stall whispered a beep here. In one afternoon, the two of them sold one pancake. And when the boy saw the socks as a gift, he almost stopped running. ]

[Hahahahahaha——]

With joyful laughter, the director looked at the soaring number of viewers on the screen with satisfaction. Originally, he was still doubting that his arrangement was so fun and funny, but the number of viewers was more than a little bleak.

Now, he understands!

What is missing is Ye Qinghuan, the main force who lets himself go everywhere.

Looking at the high number of viewers in Ye Qinghuan's live broadcast room, the director compared the data of other live broadcast rooms and couldn't help but shake his head.

While the director was thinking about how to calmly adjust the live broadcast shots to combine the screens, a tornado suddenly blew across the path at the head of the village.

Accompanied by the arrogant cries of the geese, Xue Xiwu's cry for help seemed so plain and funny.

"Ah ah ah, nest grass...%&*@#￥%&*..."

Immediately, the three of them looked at Xue Xiwu. His face was already red from running. He covered his buttocks with his hands and leaned forward.

That way, he was just like the big goose running behind him.

Seeing the three people, Xue Xiwu's face flashed with excitement, and he shouted loudly for several people to find someone to save him. However, when these words reached the ears of the three people, it was a large piece of alien language that had been coded by the wind. A few people can only hear two words clearly in their ears: "Ahhh".

"Help……"

Seeing this, Ye Qinghuan excitedly praised him and did not forget to applaud him.

"Oh my God! Is Xue Xiwu challenging the village tyrant? He's so brave!"

Even if Ye Qinghuan has no experience, he still knows that in the village, Goose and Dahuang are the second tyrants in the village and cannot be messed with at all.

"It's so miserable! Do we want to help him?"

After Cheng Weiwei sighed, he heard Xue Xiwu's screams and wanted to help.

However, as soon as she took two steps, she was quickly pulled back by Ren Qing.

"Don't stop, things like goose have revenge, revenge, resentment. Non -owners can not control them. You will pass, just add a new back."

"Yes, yes, all we can do is let go of helping others and respect the fate of others!"

Ye Qinghuan nodded in agreement, and did not forget to focus his camera on the group of geese that were galloping away. The goose king, who was headed by him, noticed the theatergoers here, stopped and fluttered his wings twice to demonstrate, and Ye Qinghuan was so frightened that he suddenly rushed to the theater. Behind the stall.

After two quacks, the sound of the goose gradually faded away, accompanied by Xue Xiwu's screams, which became more and more shrill.

Seeing him speeding past from far to near, Ye Qinghuanti rolled her eyes and followed him with the live broadcast camera.

As a result, the uncles working in the fields saw such a magical scene.

A young man shouted hoarsely in front of a group of geese behind him. Two meters behind them, a little girl followed with a mobile phone and nervously said something to the mobile phone.

The farmer uncles all looked speechless!

I heard that celebrities came to their village for filming, but these celebrities looked different from ordinary people.

Yang Jun, a small man in the farmland, experienced for the first time what it was like to have a sore waist that bursts. As soon as he climbed up to the field ridge with mud all over his body to take a rest, he was attracted by Xue Xiwu's scream.

Yang Jun looked up in surprise and saw Xue Xiwu running in front of him, his face flushed with joy, and Ye Qinghuan behind him couldn't even close his mouth when he smiled.

Suddenly, Yang Jun, who was beating his waist, shook his head enviously.

"Hey, how come their jobs are so free! Oh... my old waist..."

Yang Jun sighed, and had to slowly stand up from the field ridge, dragging his calves stuck in the mud, and walked step by step towards the small seedlings that had been erected.