Let you act, you serve your sentence in the entertainment industry

Su Bin devoured the beef in the bowl in front of him.

After all, there was still a long journey ahead, and it would be 7 or 8 o'clock in the evening when he landed in Guangzhou.

It would be too late to catch the high-speed train by then.

The meals on the plane could only be considered to fill his stomach.

"Oh, this business class is more spacious, and you can board the plane earlier, don't you think, Brother Qiang?"

"That's right, I spent nearly twice as much money."

"Well, I think it's worth the money, it's quite comfortable."

Su Bin leaned on the soft seat, looking drowsy.

"Welcome to Longguo Southern Airlines, this flight takes off from Bingcheng to Guangzhou."

"The flight time is about four hours and forty minutes."

Hearing the voice broadcast of the chief steward, Su Bin felt that his money was worth it.

"Did you hear that, Brother Qiang? It's almost five hours. If you're in economy class, you'll be so uncomfortable."

"Yes, yes, that's right."

Zhang Qiang didn't know why Su Bin became so excited when he knew he was going to Jiangmen.

Although he liked to talk nonsense before, he never talked so much.

Now he was like a chicken blood, chattering all the way, and his ears were a little calloused.

"Brother Qiang, why are you so worried?"

"Is there? I'm fine. I'm just a little tired from the journey."

Su Bin nodded as if he understood, asked the flight attendant for two blankets, and they both fell asleep.

After an unknown amount of time, the two were woken up by the flight attendant. After eating a little, the plane was about to arrive at the destination.

Yangcheng Airport.

"How considerate, there is a dressing room at the airport."

As soon as they landed, the passengers from Bingcheng changed their thick clothes.

Exit.

"Where are you going, handsome guys?"

"We're going to the South High-Speed ​​Railway Station."

"Oh, you can speak Cantonese. From the way you look, I thought you were from outside."

"You can speak a little."

Zhang Qiang widened his eyes and looked at Su Bin in disbelief.

"Binzi, when did you learn Cantonese? I haven't heard you speak it before."

"Didn't you ask me if I was interested in making a Hong Kong movie? I learned it by the way."

"Awesome, very dedicated."

Su Bin is now giving Zhang Qiang more and more surprises, not just the shock of his acting skills.

Yangcheng is very close to Jiangmen, and it only takes more than half an hour to get there by high-speed rail.

I don't know if it's telepathy or something, but as soon as Su Bin got on the high-speed train and sat down, Li Yitong's message came.

"Su Bin, when will you come back? The crew is catching up these two days."

"It may be less than a week before the filming is finished. Can you make it?"

Su Bin saw this and wanted to tease her.

"That's bad. I suddenly need to reshoot a few scenes. I may not be able to make it."

"You! What do you do for a living? You have already agreed!"

"You are also a senior actor. You have experienced this kind of thing. Besides, do actors have the right to decide?"

"Get out of here, don't talk to me!"

Su Bin was about to continue to send messages to tease her, but he smelled a pungent smell.

"Brother Qiang, do you smell anything?"

"What?"

Zhang Qiang seemed to hear Su Bin's voice faintly, and took off his headphones and looked at him.

"I seem to smell a bad smell."

Zhang Qiang also sniffed: "Ugh, there is a smell, like foot odor."

"Where does the smell come from..."

Su Bin turned his head again and found a foot resting in the gap between the backrest of his chair and the window.

The long and yellow toenails almost touched his elbow.

"Wow, it's so disgusting."

"Hey! Please take your feet back, it stinks, can you have some manners?"

Su Bin stood up from his seat in an instant, turned around and yelled at the man behind him.

After standing up, Su Bin realized that the man in front of him not only had smelly and dirty feet, but also looked dirty.

But the man in front of him not only had no intention of taking his feet back, but also didn't even look up at Su Bin, but just lowered his head and continued to play with his mobile phone.

"I'm talking to you, do you hear me, take your feet back!"

Su Bin repeated his words again, and his tone was a few points higher.

The eyes of other people in the car were also attracted.

The passenger sitting next to this man also nudged him with his elbow.

Seeing that this man still had no reaction, Su Bin turned around, picked up the magazine in the net bag, and threw it at him.

"Are you sick? Why are you yelling!"

This time, before Su Bin could speak, this man started to curse first.

"This is on the high-speed train, not your home. Didn't your mother teach you what personal qualities are?""Or do you have no mother?"

Zhang Qiang also stood up and pulled Su Bin.

In the distance, many people who were watching the fun had raised their mobile phones to start recording.

With the speed of the Internet fermenting now, plus some rumors, Su Bin has suffered this loss before.

"I won't accept it. What can you do to me? Hit me?"

"Fuck you..."

"Steward! Please come over."

Zhang Qiang immediately interrupted Su Bin's curse and called the steward.

"Hello, what can I do for you?"

"Someone poisoned the carriage. Do you care?"

"Poisoned...poisoned? Sir, please don't talk nonsense."

"Then look, the biological and chemical weapons are still here, what do you say?"

Su Bin pointed at the man's stinky feet and complained to the steward.

The steward saw the foot that had not been washed for who knows how long, and the disgusting toenails.

"Excuse me, sir. Please take your feet back. This is not allowed in the carriage."

"Am I breaking the law? Is there any law that says you can't take off your shoes on the high-speed train?"

"It's not illegal, sir. You can take off your shoes on the high-speed train, but you can't affect other people."

"Who did I affect?"

Zhang Qiang knew that he couldn't stop Su Bin at all this time. This man was a complete scoundrel.

"Fuck you, you shameless bastard!"

Su Bin threw another magazine over and cursed at the man.

The man was about to stand up and curse at Su Bin, but suddenly saw Su Bin's eyes and the blue veins on his forehead.

Instantly, he felt his scalp tingling and a cold sweat broke out.

"You...what do you want to do? Let me tell you, I've practiced it too..."

"For the last time, take your stinky feet back."

Even Zhang Qiang, who had been with Su Bin for so long, rarely dared to look at him when Su Bin was in this state.

The man took his foot back in dismay, not daring to say anything.

The flight attendant also tried to persuade Su Bin when he saw this.

"First... Sir, don't get excited. I have alcohol wipes here. You can wipe it."

Su Bin continued to scan the people around him with his cold eyes.

The people who had just raised their mobile phones to record the video with their teeth bared, now all became silent.

"Give it to me, thank you."