The God of Wealth is crazy! [Entertainment]

After Lin Qian and Yin Yue were taken out of the car, Yin Yue immediately called Fu Yan with his mobile phone and asked, "Brother Fu, where did the program team take you?"

Lin Qian looked at the nearby place. There was a second-hand goods market nearby. Lin Qian didn't understand what they were going to do now.

The people from the program team quickly took them to a small stall and said, "This is your booth today. You can only trade here. In the end, we will see who makes the most money between you and Fu Yan."

Yin Yue pointed to the stall with nothing and said: "There is nothing here, even if we are allowed to do business, let us have something."

But no matter what Yin Yue said, no one in the program team paid any attention to him.

Lin Qian and Fu Yan, as the two sides in the duel, had to supervise each other, so Lin Qian's mobile phone and Fu Yan had turned on video chat at the same time. Lin Qian saw that Fu Yan seemed to be near the flea market, and his situation was similar to theirs.

There were a lot of people in the flea market, maybe Fu Yan was at another stall.

Yin Yue took Lin Qian's arm and wandered around the second-hand goods market. The second-hand goods here were second-hand appliances, and Lin Qian, who only had ten yuan, couldn't afford them at all.

Yin Yue said: "Lin Qian, my brother will rely on you for today's lunch."

Lin Qian nodded and said obediently, "Okay."

Since Yin Yue chose him, he would never let Yin Yue starve.

Lin Qian asked Yin Yue to go back to their stall first, and went to a distance by himself.

He walked a little further, and saw a seller of used clothes, which were very cheap and the only thing they could afford.

Lin Qian stared at those old clothes for a long time, and the stall owner couldn't help asking: "What do you want to buy, just pick it up if you like it... Originally, these clothes were going to be thrown away, so I came to the flea market Take your chances..."

Lin Qian took out ten yuan and asked, "How much can I buy?"

The stall owner rummaged through the clothes, looked at Lin Qian's clear eyes, and said generously, "Take them all away, the clothes are all washed."

Lin Qian gave the money to the stall owner, took the clothes away, and returned to their stall.

When Yin Yue saw Lin Qian coming with a pile of old clothes, he was stunned for a moment, and he asked, "Lin Qian, what are you doing? You really want us to drink northwest wind... Ten yuan can You bought a lot of steamed buns, don't give up on yourself..."

Lin Qian put the clothes on the stall and asked Yin Yue: "Do you want people who conquer this street to occupy all the shots?"

Yin Yue still didn't understand, looked at Lin Qian in horror and said, "What exactly do you want to do?"

Lin Qian opened the bag containing the old clothes. The clothes had been washed and looked quite clean.

There were men's clothes and women's clothes in the bag, Lin Qian asked Yin Yue: "Do you choose men's clothes or women's clothes?"

Yin Yue understood what Lin Qian meant, and he said firmly, "I choose men's clothing."

What is women's clothing, what are you kidding, he wants to save face.

Lin Qian picked out two men's clothes, Yin Yue was wearing them so well, he handed over the old men's clothes to Yin Yue, and asked Yin Yue to change them out.

Lin Qian picked out a skirt and put it on, when his phone suddenly rang Fu Yan's voice: "Lin Qian, what are you doing?"

Lin Qian tidied up his crumpled skirt, and said to Fu Yan on the other end of the phone: "Yin Yue and I want to conquer the people on this street."

"Hahahaha..." Jiang Fan sang: "Just conquer you like this, and cut off all escape routes..."

Xia Qiao also leaned in front of the screen and said, "Yin Yue, Yin Yue, look what's in my hand?"

Yin Yue also leaned over, saw the 100 yuan in Xia Qiao's hand, and said angrily: "I want to beat the demon spirit, tell the police. Uncle police, you will not return the money."

Jiang Fan said: "Go, go, what are you picking up, you pick one up, this is earned by Fu Boss."

Fu Yan just kept looking at Lin Qian next to him. He looked decent in a small skirt, but he didn't know what Lin Qian wanted to do.

Fu Yan disappeared from Lin Qian's sight. After a while, he brought a small bench from somewhere, sat on the bench and said softly to Lin Qian, "Lin Qian, come on, I'll just stand here watching you, watching How did you lose."

Yin Yue pointed at Fu Yan and said, "Brother Fu, don't speak harshly, we will too, Lin Qian, tell him something."

Lin Qian didn't know how to speak harshly, but he knew that he could save Fu Yan three dollars, and he could control about three dollars now.

If Fu Yan dared to treat the God of Wealth like this, he would have to pay a price.

"You'll lose money later." Lin Qian looked at Fu Yan seriously and said, "Will you bet?"

"Okay." Fu Yan smiled and directed Xia Qiao: "Xia Qiao, go buy a bag of melon seeds, and then ask the boss for a bag. We'll just watch how Lin Qian and the others make money, and see if I can be like Lin Qian." Lost money like Qian said."

Xia Qiao called out, "Okay."

There is a canteen nearby. Xia Qiao bought a bag of melon seeds for two yuan a bag very cheaply, and ran quickly with the change.

He had just handed the change to Fu Yan, but who would have thought that Jiang Fan, who was on the sidelines, couldn't stand still and bumped into Xia Qiao. Xia Qiao's hand shook, and all three coins fell down and rolled into the sewer next to him.

Fu Yan: "..."

Lin Qian was really right.

"It seems, Lin Qian, that you said that the God of Wealth blesses me was not sincere." Fu Yan sighed softly, looking sad.

Lin Qian didn't believe that Fu Yan would be sad, he said seriously: "You're right, I wasn't sincere in the first place."

If he sincerely would bless Fu Yan, Fu Yan would earn three dollars more now instead of three dollars less.

Fu Yan opened the melon seeds and said slowly, "Lin Qian, start your performance."

Xia Qiao asked, "Brother Fu, aren't we going to make money?"

"No rush." ​​Fu Yan said slowly, "Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will win every battle. Let's see what tricks Lin Qian and the others can do."

He was just sitting on the bench, eating melon seeds slowly, staring at Lin Qian on the other side of the phone, no matter what, he looked very elegant.

Lin Qian said to Yin Yue: "You, lie down on the ground."

Yin Yue looked at the open space where Lin Qian pointed, and said with distaste, "Can you change to a clean place?"

Lin Qian threw the old clothes on the ground and pointed to the area again. Yin Yue reluctantly lay down on the upper bunk, wondering what Lin Qian wanted to do all the time in his heart.

Lin Qian still remembered that in class two days ago, the acting teacher personally performed a play. The teacher acted out a short story, facing a dead lover. The woman didn’t cry, but her heart was broken. Broken.

I sighed repeatedly in my heart, the teacher's acting skills are really great.

After the performance, the teacher said to them: "Acting can conquer everything."

Lin Qian was really conquered by the teacher at that time. Since the teacher said that acting skills can conquer everything, he used acting skills to conquer the people in this street.

God of Fortune's goal is to speak with strength and conquer everything with acting skills!

Now his thigh partner Fu Yan is looking at him, Lin Qian said to Yin Yue: "No matter what happens later, don't talk, you understand?"

He wanted to brew his anger, but he couldn't be disturbed by Yin Yue.

Lin Qian brewed his emotions for a while, thinking that at this moment he was the one who lost his lover, but found that he couldn't cry at all.

He felt very strange, why is this, why can't he cry?

He knew that he did not have as good acting skills as his teacher and couldn't perform well, so he chose the quickest way-crying.

The more pitifully he cries, the passers-by here will feel sorry for him and give him some pitiful money. He remembers that in the past, in their time and space, there were often little girls who sold themselves to bury their fathers. The rich and wealthy son went to rescue those poor little girls.

Yue Lao once reprimanded him for trying to steal business from him, Lin Qian felt helpless, he just let the rich man give money, and didn't let the rich man fall in love with the little girl.

Besides, whether the little girl likes the rich man or not is something that Yuelao can decide.

Lin Qian called Yin Yue up again, and said, "Why can't I cry? Why do you usually cry when filming?"

Yin Yue got up and said in a daze, "I haven't filmed a crying scene yet."

Lin Qian was silent for a while, then turned to Fu Yan and asked, "How do you usually make crying scenes?"

He might as well choose his thighs, which don't look the same.

Eating melon seeds is so elegant.

Fu Yan didn't know what Lin Qian wanted to do, but he answered anyway: "Put yourself in it and try to change your mind."

Lin Qian thought about it seriously, the person played by Yin Yue was his lost lover whom he liked very much, his lover...

Isn't that money?

He loves his money so much, but he has no money now.

Fu Yan finally couldn't help but asked, "Lin Qian, what do you want to do?"

After looking up and down Fu Yan for a long time, Lin Qian still told Fu Yan, Fu Yan couldn't help laughing and said, "Then you bought old clothes to match the situation?"

Lin Qian nodded obediently.

If it wasn't for putting himself in the teacher's realm, he wouldn't wear a skirt either.

How embarrassing it would be if his former colleagues in the fairy world found out... Others would definitely die laughing...

In order to improve his acting skills, the God of Wealth really went all out.

Fu Yan said, "Lin Qian, come to me with your old clothes in your arms. I'll teach you how to cry."

"Come or not?" Seeing Lin Qian's blank face, Fu Yan asked again.

It's very rare for a film king to take the initiative to teach others, Lin Qian's eyes lit up instantly: "Come on!"

The author has something to say: Lin Qian: Fu Yan, I want to conquer you

Fu Yan stripped naked and lay on the bed excitedly: Come on

Lin Qian: ...

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