Surprise! Mrs. Xie is setting up a fortune-telling stall on a tricycle again

These three people were all sitting on the other side of Jiang Cha, and when they looked over there, they tilted their heads to the left.

But none of them felt a sore neck, and they were reluctant to look away after looking for a long time.

[Do they really not get stiff necks? Haha. ]

[It’s so funny, the eye contact movements of the three people are all copy and paste. ]

[These three great faces all look a bit alike. Xie Jiutang is the most handsome, but the other two aren't much behind either. It's a very good-looking combination.]

[If I could be stared at by these three men at the same time, I would immediately steal the household registration booklet from home.]

【Why steal the household registration book? 】

【Get married. 】

[No, you can hold a wedding with all three of them at the same time, it's legal, but if you get a marriage certificate, you can only marry one! ]

[Fuck, sister, you are more adventurous than me. ]

[Don't think about it, they are looking at Cha Daddy! ]

[Very good, I suddenly came to my senses. Not only am I not as good-looking as Cha Die, but I am also not as good as her.]

[Does anyone still remember that Cha Dad was only 18 years old? ]

[If you hadn't told me, I would have forgotten about it. I kneel down and call her "Cha Daddy" every day. I feel like she can stand above all of us. ]

[Those who drink brown sugar ginger tea have stable happiness. ]

[Our Magma CP also refuses to admit defeat. 】

【Then what is Xie Rongan? 】

【Father and son! 】

[Damn, it made me laugh during class. ]

The Piranha Plant looked at so many people that its saliva wet the soil under its feet. It looked at Jiang Cha and resisted the urge to eat people.

can not eat.

You will die if you eat it.

Jiang Cha used the carving knife in his hand carefully and attentively, rotating it gently.

She didn't look nervous at all. The people around her and watching the live broadcast were much more nervous than her.

Because the director's legs were still weak, he sat on a small chair with ice on his head, looking at the barbecue team from afar.

The head of the data group ran over in a panic and whispered in the director's ear: "Director, it's happening again."

The director weakly raised his hand and covered the mouth of the data team leader, saying, "You can talk later. Let me take a pill first."

As he spoke, he actually took out a small bottle of quick-acting heart-saving pills from his arms, poured out a small pill, and swallowed it raw.

"Okay, tell me."

The team leader wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "The number of viewers observed in the background is still skyrocketing. It has now exceeded one billion. Our staff has been adjusting the false numbers displayed on the front desk, but the number of viewers today has increased three times faster than before. Our technical staff can no longer control it."

The director knew about this.

But because we didn’t want to ruin the live broadcast, we asked the data group to falsify the numbers first to reduce the viewing figures.

I have managed to hold on until now with great difficulty.

The director looked pale, "How much has it increased now?"

Team leader: "1.8 billion."

The director was so frightened that he fell off his small chair. "How much? How much did you say?"

The team leader raised his voice a little, "1.8 billion."

The director's hands were shaking as he took the thermos cup beside him and unscrewed the lid. His hands were shaking so much that most of the hot water came out and poured onto his hands without even taking a sip.

He swallowed nervously and asked, "Can you still press it?"

The team leader was in a state of near-death, and said, "No, I can't do it."

"Bang!" The thermos cup in the director's hand slipped and fell, hitting the stone with a muffled sound.

The hot water, wolfberries and red dates spilled all over the floor.

"What should I do then?" The director felt like he had aged ten years in an instant.

The team leader suddenly walked behind the director and hugged the director's head.

The director was horrified, "You're not going to break my neck, are you?"

Team leader: "Director, I don't have the strength to do this."

The director calmed down a bit and said, "Oh, that's right."

Then the team leader hugged the director's head and turned it around forcefully, "Look ahead, director."

The director saw a few people grilling meat over there and swallowed his saliva greedily, "I see, they are eating grilled pig's trotters."

A drop of cold sweat dripped down the team leader's forehead. "I didn't ask you to watch what they eat. Watch the other one."

The director might be too scared and was plagued by negative emotions, which caused him to be a little too negative for a short period of time. When he squinted his eyes and tried hard to watch, he vaguely saw Shangguan Wudi's fault.

“Ah——” The director was originally sitting on the ground, and was so scared that he shrank back into the team leader’s arms.

The team leader looked at the trembling director who was squeezed between his legs, and the corners of his mouth twitched fiercely, "Director, I don't want to play this game."

The director turned around, looked at him with horror, and said, "You, did you see it too?"

He thought the team leader asked him to look at the human skeleton.

Something from the underworld.

He even made an association and thought that the extra number of viewers in the live broadcast room were brought by the human-shaped skeleton in front.

Cold sweat streamed down his back and he felt his clothes were all wet.

The team leader smelled the sweat, and with one hand, pinched his nose, and said, "Director, anyone with eyes can see it."

He pointed to ginger tea.

The director's eyes widened in disbelief. "Really? So that's actually a prop from our crew?"

The director pointed with a trembling index finger.

The team leader looked over there and saw a bone prop that their crew had dropped there when they were sorting things out during the day.

Fake, simulating human hand bones.

The fake hand bone just fell at Shangguan Wudi's feet.

The team leader thought that was what the director was talking about and nodded, "Yes."

When the director heard this, he immediately felt that he was fine again.

He stood up, patted his butt, picked up the thermos, and drank the remaining half a mouthful of health water in it.

Then he straightened his clothes, took out a small mirror less than the size of a palm from his pocket, and combed his hair in it.

"Ask the colleague in charge of the drone to cut to a live broadcast of the sea view. I'll go ask Jiang Cha to come over." The director walked over with a swagger and sat directly next to Shangguan Wudi.

Shangguan Wudi chose the flattest stone because he had no flesh on his butt.

The stone was not big, and after he sat on it, about one-third of the space was still empty.

As soon as the director’s big butt squeezed in, Shangguan Wudi was pushed.

The director came up and touched Shangguan Wudi's leg bone, then moved his touch upwards.

"Tsk tsk." The props team deserved a bonus for making such a realistic bone prop without telling him.

The director's hand was still reaching upwards.

The next second, Shangguan Wudi held down his wrist.

Shangguan Wudi had no expression on his face. He turned his head and looked at him. "You human, you have such a strong taste. You don't even let go of my bones?"