The God of Wealth is crazy! [Entertainment]

According to the address given by Fu Yan, Lin Qian couldn't understand the map, so he asked passers-by all the way to find Fu Yan.

At this moment, Fu Yan, Xia Qiao, and Jiang Fan were happily eating melon seeds and waiting for them. After Yin Yue and Lin Qian arrived, Yin Yue also touched a handful of melon seeds.

Lin Qian knelt down and asked Fu Yan, "Why are you crying?"

Fu Yan threw the melon seed husks into the bag, clapped his hands and said: "Every year, Mr. Zhang would tell his students in that way that acting skills can conquer everything, but acting skills can only be used when filming. Now you I’m recording a show, so I can’t use it.”

Does this mean that he is not going to teach him?

Lin Qian shrank his pupils, a little aggrieved, Fu Yan was lying.

From now on, let Fu Yan lose three yuan every day.

When he has money, he will let Fu Yan lose as much money as he has, and let Fu Yan know that offending the God of Wealth will be a very terrible thing.

If he wasn't too weak now, he could empty Fu Yan's money.

Lin Qian turned around and was about to leave, but Fu Yan stopped him and said, "I'll talk about apprenticeship after the show is over. Now that you don't have any money, what are you going to have for lunch?"

Lin Qian said expressionlessly, "Don't worry about it."

He wasn't going to let the bully take care of it. Of course, the three yuan that Fu Yan lost would not be lost directly, but would come into his hands.

But according to what Yin Yue said, the money found in this time and space seems to be handed over to the police.watch...

Lin Qian was worried, what should I do?

Yin Yue yelled while eating melon seeds: "Brother Fu, you are too bad. You used words to trick the two of us to come here, and you are not going to tell Lin Qian how you usually cry."

Fu Yan had no choice but to explain: "It's not that I'm not going to tell you, and I'll tell you after the show is finished."

"It's okay Brother Fu, you're fine..." Seeing Lin Qian, Yin Yue really wanted to know how Fu Yan usually filmed, so he helped Lin Qian explain.

"Then I'll cry for you, what do you guys think?" Fu Yan was helpless, he seemed to have pissed people off, even Yin Yue said so.

Lin Qian stopped in his tracks, pursed his lips and looked at Fu Yan.

"Then I'll give you a section, which is the section that Mr. Zhang often performs, and I used to be his student." Fu Yan smiled, and let Yin Yue lie on the ground, but did not change into women's clothes, but directly performed on the spot stand up.

Fu Yan was indeed worthy of his textbook acting skills. He quickly substituted himself into the scene at that time, weeping silently, and stunned the others.

After Fu Yan finished performing that scene, he waved his hand in front of Lin Qian and said, "Are you dumbfounded?"

Lin Qian shook his head and said nothing.

He suddenly understood that things like acting skills are not taught, but his own business.

Lin Qian patted Fu Yan's shoulder and said, "It's a pity that you cried for us because you didn't wear women's clothing."

"It's not a pity." Fu Yan smiled and said, "Lin Qian, you look good in a skirt."

Lin Qian pretended not to hear this sentence, pulled Yin Yue who was eating melon seeds up, and was about to leave.

Fu Yan stopped Lin Qian and said, "Now that you have no money, how do you do business?"

He took out 50 yuan from his pocket and offered to give it to Lin Qian, but Lin Qian refused.

Facing Fu Yan's surprised eyes, Lin Qian said, "We have to abide by the rules, whoever makes the money gets it."

Fu Yan was startled, then smiled and said: "Alright then, Lin Qian, I hope the God of Wealth will bless you."

He said it with all his heart, and in this show, it's clear that he doesn't take the rules seriously.

But seeing Lin Qian's serious look, Fu Yan felt that he had to be serious too, so that he could be worthy of Lin Qian.

Lin Qian said slowly: "The God of Wealth will always bless me."

He himself will always be on his side.

As for Fu Yan, the black fan of the god of wealth and the true fan of the poor god, let him lose money every day.

Lin Qian dragged Yin Yue back to the stall. On the way, Yin Yue asked, "Lin Qian, what should we do? Should we pick up trash?"

Lin Qian turned his head and asked the program crew: "What are the rules for making money?"

At first, he thought that he could only make money by doing business, but it was obvious that Fu Yan didn't have any money, but he still made money.

The program team said: "As long as you can make money, it's yours."

Yin Yue's eyes lit up and said, "Then can the two of us go and rob?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Qian clapped his hands. Lin Qian looked into Yin Yue's eyes and said, "You can't do sneaky things. We have to rely on our own strength to make money."

Yin Yue said: "I'm going to rob Brother Fu, rob the rich and help the poor, what do you think, Lin Qian?"

Lin Qian shook his head and said, "It's not that good."

He knew that some people used money to do bad business, cheating and cheating. His master told him to turn a blind eye and close one eye. The forest was getting bigger and there were all kinds of birds, but Lin Qian always felt bad. I hope that anyone can look at their own strength to make money.

"You and I don't know anything...Jiang Fan can sing, they can sing..." Yin Yue said.

"It's okay, I have a solution."

Lin Qian went to the booth, threw all the old clothes into a pile, looked around, and saw a little girl hiding on the ground and drawing on paper with a pencil. Lin Qian knelt down and asked the little girl, "Can I borrow your pencil?" Use it?"

The little girl said in a childish voice, "My mother said, don't let me talk to bad people."

"But you have already talked to the bad guys." Lin Qian said.

Yin Yue laughed from the sidelines, these two people looked so funny.

"Are you really a bad person?" The little girl asked again: "My mother also said that anyone who gives me candy is a bad person. You didn't give me candy..."

"So I'm not a bad person." Lin Qian helped the little girl sum up what she was going to say next.

The little girl nodded belatedly: "It seems so... That's what Mom said..."

She looked at the photographers around Lin Qian again, gave Lin Qian her pencil, and said in a low voice, "You can't lie to me. If you lie to me, I will yell. There are so many people, there must be good intentions." Uncle rescued me."

Lin Qian took the little girl's pencil, and casually gave her the shape of a candy on the paper she had just drawn on, and said, "When I have money, I'll treat you to candy."

The little girl admired Lin Qian's candies for a while, and when she heard what Lin Qian said, she shook her head and said, "No, no, you're a bad person if you give me candy, then I won't play with you."

Now, Lin Qian couldn't help laughing, children are so innocent.

In short, compared with paying thighs, it is really cute.

He decided to give the three yuan that Fu Yan lost to the little girl, and treat it as him buying the little girl's pencil.

Lin Qian took the little girl's pencil and asked Yin Yue to stand still. He picked out a white shirt from the old clothes and prepared to draw Yin Yue's appearance on the clothes with a black pencil.

The pencil was very difficult. The little girl who followed Lin Qian all the way followed to his booth, tore a piece of paper from her notebook and gave it to Lin Qian: "Here, here you are."

Lin Qian thanked him, and slowly drew Yin Yue's appearance on the paper.

After Lin Qian finished drawing, he handed the pencil to Yin Yue and said, "Sign it."

Yin Yue signed his name in a fluttering manner, and was about to appreciate his handsome appearance, but was snatched away by Lin Qian. He asked, "Lin Qian, what are you going to do?"

Holding the paper in his hand, Lin Qian asked a group of girls in the distance, "Are there any fans of Yin Yue? Do you want this painting with Yin Yue's signature on it?"

Fu Yan's way of making money is probably the same...

Lin Qian noticed that this group of girls had been following them all along. He had no fans, only Yin Yue's fans.

Sure enough, when he yelled, the fans screamed, and a girl broke through the barrier of the security guards, came to them and said, "Do you want money? I'll give you the money, and you give me the painting."

Lin Qian was a little confused by the girl who looked like I was rich, Yin Yue's fans seemed so proud.

The girl gave Lin Qian 100 yuan, and Lin Qian said, "It doesn't need to be so much, 20 yuan is fine."

If he wants too much, other people may secretly call him a profiteer, so they can't be called the God of Wealth.

The God of Wealth is not a profiteer, and the God of Wealth only does serious business.

The girl handed Lin Qian two 20-yuan notes and said, "Can you draw me and Yin Yue together?"

After she finished speaking, she took a cautious look at Yin Yue and asked, "Is it okay?"

Yin Yue smiled and said, "Thank you for liking me."

The girl almost fainted from happiness, Lin Qian seriously drew the girl on the paper and handed it to the girl.

Lin Qian drew a lot of photos of Yin Yue and his fans, and couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

Up to now, no one has come to ask him to draw a photo with him.

Seeing Yin Yue's way of collecting money, Lin Qian was extremely envious.

He was feeling lost when he heard Fu Yan's voice on the other end of the phone: "Can you draw a picture for me too, and I'll give you the money later."

The thighs were too much today, Lin Qian decided to open his mouth: "200 yuan a piece."

Fu Yan nodded without thinking: "Let's draw."

He settled his posture and waited for Lin Qian to draw. After Lin Qian finished drawing, Fu Yan nodded from the phone. The drawing was very good. He said, "I'll add another two hundred and draw another person."

The thigh that gave money is a good thigh, Lin Qian stared into Fu Yan's eyes and said, "Who do you want to draw?"

"I want to play one with my opponent today, is that okay?" Fu Yan smiled.

Lin Qian was inexplicably happy. Although Fu Yan was not his fan, but a fan of the God of Wealth, someone made this request to him.

Then he would forgive Fu Yan for the time being.

The author has something to say: (づ￣3￣)づ Tell the little fairies who are new to the pit, update at 10:30, okay, it was updated yesterday, it was updated at two in the middle of the night hhhhh

small theater:

Lin Qian (expressionless)

Fu Yan: I was wrong, I was wrong, I was wrong...

Lin Qian: There are always black fans who want to bully the God of Wealth

Fu Yan (helpless): I am your true fan