After I went to the countryside variety show, I began to whitewash

Several scratches appeared on Yue Han's neck. Luo Fanfan looked at the monitor, Yue Han's neck turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Luo Fanfan frowned: "Is there something wrong? This bear... Is the kid scratching my artist?"

Uncle Liu immediately yelled: "Why scratch? Is this called scratching? If my grandson doesn't grab his neck, he will fall!"

Luo Fanfan said in a good temper: "I'm just asking. If you hold your neck normally, no matter how hard you try, my artist's neck won't be red, right?"

Uncle Liu snorted coldly: "Who knows who made it popular, anyway, it has nothing to do with my grandson, so don't rely on my grandson for everything."

Luo Fanfan almost couldn't help kicking the old man, he didn't say anything yet, the old man was anxious like a monkey going up the mountain.

Luo Fanfan took a deep breath, respected the elders, respected the old and loved the young, and could not beat others.

Luo Fanfan looked at the monitor again, Liu Hao on the screen was smiling very awkwardly, and Luo Fanfan outside the camera wanted to slap them both.

He understood that he was really unlucky to meet a brat.

Liu Hao ate the peanuts that Yue Han handed over, and then spitting the peanuts on Yue Han's face with a playful smile.

Yue Han turned his head to avoid it, with a cold face.

Liu Hao seemed determined that Yuehan would not cause trouble, and wanted to jump up and down to create strength to make Yuehan feel uncomfortable, but Yuehan let go of his hand and threw Liu Hao into the small mound in front of him.

Peanuts were also placed in the mound, and a lot of soil was placed in order to achieve a realistic effect. Besides, Liu Hao wore a lot of clothes, so it would definitely not hurt if he fell.

Liu Hao wailed like a broken bone, Uncle Liu became anxious immediately, and roared louder than Liu Hao.

Uncle Liu grabbed Luo Fanfan's neckline suddenly: "What's the matter with your artist? Are you beating someone?! What quality?!"

Luo Fanfan took another deep breath, resisted the urge to do it again, and smiled: "Master, if you have something to say, let go first, okay?"

Liu Hao yelled for a long time, struggled to get up and wanted to grab Yue Han's calf to make him fall, Yue Han suddenly picked up Liu Hao's collar and lifted it up.

Although Liu Hao was strong, he was not tall, while Yue Han was tall, leaving the ground and hanging in the air, Liu Hao was so frightened that he kicked his legs.

Yuehan: "Do you still want to do it?"

Liu Hao was a little afraid of heights, and looked at his grandfather begging for help, tears streaming down his face.

Liu Hao waved his hands and kicked his legs frantically to fight Yuehan, but Yuehan threw Liu Hao into the field again.

Before Liu Hao came back to his senses, Yue Han quickly grabbed Liu Hao's hair at the back of his head, and with the other hand, he grabbed a piece of peanut with soil and stuffed it into Liu Hao's mouth.

Liu Hao was so frightened that his face turned pale and he hurriedly backed away, but Yuehan didn't give him this chance, so he fixed Liu Hao's head.

Yuehan: "Are you still wasting food?"

Uncle Liu was so frightened that he almost fainted, so Luo Fanfan almost used the loudspeaker to say well done.

But Yuehan still didn't stuff the peanuts in, and the moment he was about to touch Liu Hao's lips, he let go of his hand and stood up.

Liu Hao was thrown back to the mound again. After two days of returning to the soil, the padded jacket that was originally clean was covered with dirt, and his face was also dirty with tears and snot bubbles, which was extremely ugly.

Liu Hao cried heart-rendingly. Uncle Liu felt that his heart was broken. He rushed into the field like the wind on his feet and wanted to make a move, but Yue Han looked at him with a faint gaze, and he was so scared that he withdrew his hand.

Uncle Liu: "How can you treat my grandson like this? Are all the artists now so unreasonable? Ah? My grandson is only so young, how can you do it?"

Yue Han tore open his collar: "Master, I also want to ask, how can your grandson do it?"

A large expanse of snow-white skin was exposed, and the scratches on it were intertwined and bright, as if there were eye-catching ravines in the snow.

Uncle Liu pouted his neck and throat: "How old is my grandson and what do you know? You are such an adult and you still care about children? Are you ignorant if children are ignorant?"

Yue Han: "Such a big child?"

"The one who is younger than you is the child! What's wrong with touching you two? Can you lose a piece of meat? Don't talk about touching you, you have to endure it even if my grandson beats you. Adults should let children go. You really No tutor!" Uncle Liu said.

Luo Fanfan gritted his teeth and stared coldly at the person in charge, who are they looking for? !

The person in charge also wiped off a cold sweat. Liu Hao and the others have cooperated before, and they cooperated quite well before.

Haven't you been so bearish before?

If the person present was Lanche, Luo Fanfan wished that Lanche would play big names and beat people up, and it wouldn't matter if it made headlines.

Why is it getting colder?

Even if Yuehan is right, it's not good for him to beat people, because he put his black material there.If he does it, no one cares whether you have a valid reason or not.

"Master, you are right." Yue Han smiled faintly, and took two steps towards Uncle Liu, "So it's okay if I hit you, right?"

"What did you say? Are you going to hit me?" Uncle Liu stared blankly. He turned his head to look at the staff and shouted at the top of his voice, "Did you hear that? This uneducated thing actually said that he wanted to hit me! What kind of world is this? Young people are going to beat old men, do they still have quality and morality?!"

Luo Fanfan almost blurted out, let alone Yue Han wants to hit you, I fucking want to hit you too.

Luo Fanfan wanted to fight against him, but he was really afraid that Yue Han would make a move.

Luo Fanfan wanted to have a discussion with Yuehan and let him do it. Anyway, he is not an entertainer, so he can just apologize sincerely afterwards, and the impact will not be great.

The key to apologizing for the lip service is that I feel better now.

Yue Han can't do it by hand, he has to protect Yue Han's image like his wife.

Yue Han asked back, "I am younger than you, am I not a child?"

"You are so old, and you still call yourself a child?!"

"Didn't you say that yourself? As long as you are young, you are a child, so I am also a child to you, right?" Yue Han took a few steps closer, smiling warmly and kindly, but there was no warmth in his eyes. He moved his wrist, "So, if I hit you, you have to bear it, right?"

Uncle Liu was frightened by this look and froze in place. He regained his senses and wanted to retreat, but he tripped over the mound and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

Dirty and dirty looking.

Yue Han looked at Uncle Liu condescendingly, raised his wrists high, and made everyone gasp in fright.

Although this is very cool, but.

Luo Fanfan's heart is about to pop out, can he hit this punch?

Uncle Liu shouted: "You dare to hit me?! I am an old man, why don't you respect the old and love the young at all?!"

Yue Han's hand stopped in mid-air, and he smiled slightly: "Master, but to you, I am a young man."

"Aren't you supposed to take good care of my 'young'?"

"Even if I hit you, it's because I'm young and ignorant, so please bear with me."

Yue Han comforted in a warm voice: "It won't hurt very much."

Luo Fanfan was torn between hitting and not hitting. On the one hand, he felt that if Yue Han hit the old man, it would be very satisfying. On the other hand, he was worried about Yue Han's image as an artist.

The person in charge is also thinking whether to stop it or not?

Although beating the elderly is not good, but many times, it is really aggrieved to encounter such old things that rely on the old and sell the old.

Many people at the scene encountered similar scenes, parents who were brainless protecting their children, they could not wait to use their hands and feet to play mixed doubles against adults and children.

But they dare not, they are afraid of public opinion and moral condemnation.

But now this picture appeared, although the person involved was not them, they also felt the same anger.

Uncle Liu: "Why don't you stop me? Are you a bunch of people who eat human blood and steamed buns? Elderly people are being beaten in broad daylight. Does anyone care? You are also a bunch of black people!"

The staff originally wanted to stop, but suddenly an idea flashed across

Fuck, hit him!

When Yue Han's palm was about to fall, Uncle Liu was so frightened that he rolled his eyes and fainted, and Yue Han's hand also stepped on the brakes and stopped in front of the old man.

Yue Han bent his waist and stretched out his hands, clearly wanting to help the old man.

The old man was fainted by himself.

Yuehan raised his head in confusion: "Is this my fault?"

Luo Fanfan laughed: "Of course not! You are willing to help others to help the old man, but the old man fainted due to poor physical fitness, how can you be blamed?"

The person in charge also coughed: "I really can't blame you, you guys sent the old man to the infirmary as soon as possible, don't delay the illness."

In this case, Yue Han turned around and looked at the dull Liu Hao gently: "Xiao Hao, let's continue filming."

Liu Hao didn't know why Yue Han was able to speak such calm words after such a thing happened.

Shooting?

Liu Hao's calves trembled at the thought of filming with this person.

Liu Hao's lips trembled, and he burst into tears: "I won't shoot, I won't shoot! I want to go home, I want to go home! I want grandpa, I want mom and dad, I want to go home!"

After such a long delay, the person in charge felt that the budget was flowing like water, and felt like a knife was piercing his heart.

The shooting staff needs money, the venue needs money, the tools need money, and everything needs money.But because of Liu Hao and his grandfather, it was actually delayed all morning.

The most urgent task at the moment is to quickly find a substitute partner. This time they dare not look for amateurs, but look for it in the child model circle.

Compared with child stars, child models are cheaper and have more camera sense.

Yue Han sincerely apologized to Luo Fanfan, and Luo Fanfan felt at ease when he thought of the scene just now.But he was also thankful: "Fortunately, you didn't really fight. If you did...it's hard to say."

"But just fight, don't bear it when you encounter such embarrassing things in the future. You have to trust my public relations ability, my business level is not comparable to Chen Zhao's trash who only knows how to pick up girls."

Men always like to exaggerate when chatting and bragging, and enrich their emotional experience to the level of the palette. After Chen Zhao's bragging a few days ago, he has already been called a scumbag in Luo Fanfan's eyes.

Yue Han laughed: "I'll try not to do anything, I don't like violence to solve things."

"That's right, use your mouth if you can. If you can't take it anymore, then do it again." Luo Fanfan then pretended to inquire casually, "What happened to the fight when you were drunk? Is that couple really domestic violence?" ?”

Luo Fanfan thinks that he is very accurate in judging people, if he said that he lost control and hit someone after drinking, it would be fine, but after he got sober, Yue Han lied, and he felt that something was wrong.

Yue Han is overly polite, the typical type of person who punches you when you piss me off, and then says sorry afterwards.

Just like just now, Yue Han didn't act in a fit of anger when it was clearly the fault of the brat and his parents, he just had a good time talking about it.

Luo Fanfan felt a little regretful, if this punch was really hit, it would actually be pretty good.Otherwise, he was afraid that he would get sick if he got too cold and suffocated too much anger, then the gain would outweigh the loss.

Yue Han's face froze suddenly when he mentioned this.Luo Fanfan thought he had mentioned some taboo that should not be mentioned, so he quickly waved his hands: "It's okay, if you don't want to say it, you don't have to say it. Anyway, it's over, and I will build a positive image in the future, and I will give you more public welfare coverage."

Who doesn't have a dark history, right?In order to encourage Yue Han, Luo Fanfan decided to betray Lan Che: "It's just black history. Lan Che had an interaction before, and there was a singing session. That time he really didn't lose his idol burden at all. It's true. He... Mom is ugly, like playing a suona, I get goosebumps when I think about it now."

It's not impossible to mention this matter, but Luo Fanfan seemed to repeat Lan Che's resistance of "Don't say I don't want to hear" that day, and finally exaggerated to the point of covering his ears and leaving.

Yue Han was completely speechless.

On the other side, Xu Xingzhe had also finished filming. Knowing that his opponent was down and down in the past, Xu Xingzhe's inspiration for shooting came out, and even the cameraman couldn't help but be full of praise.

After filming, his manager bought him milk tea, and Xu Xingzhe specially ordered a cup of iced one.

Xu Xingzhe took the iced milk tea and looked around for Yuehan's figure. Finally, in the empty corridor, Xu Xingzhe saw Yuehan who was depressed and disappointed.

His eyes were empty, full of confusion about the future.

Xu Xingzhe couldn't hold back his laughter for a moment, he hurriedly straightened his expression, and walked over with sadness.

"My good brother, isn't it just that the contract was terminated? Your future is still bright, don't be discouraged, you have to believe that the future is bright!" Xu Xingzhe clenched his fists, raised his elbows in front of him, and gave chicken soup all over his face Seriously, "No matter when and where, we must fight bravely! Come on, come on, come on!"

Yuehan really didn't understand what Xu Xingzhe was doing, he gave Xu Xingzhe a weird look, and felt that it was too embarrassing for Xu Xingzhe to perform alone.

Yuehan cooperates: "Come on, come on, come on?"

Xu Xingzhe stuffed Yue Han with iced milk tea, and patted Yue Han's shoulder seriously: "My good brother, my position of assistant is good, you should think about it carefully."

Yue Han looked at Xu Xingzhe's back speechlessly, the milk tea in his hand was so cold that he wondered if it was full of ice cubes.

Luo Fanfan went to the toilet and came back, and snatched the milk tea from Yue Han's hand with sharp eyes: "You are an artist, you have to strictly control your figure, how can you drink milk tea? Who gave this? Maybe there is medicine in it, so you should stop drinking it , how dangerous."

Xu Xingzhe probably wouldn't drug him, at most add some ice.

Luo Fanfan, who was still afraid of the addition of milk tea just now, quickly inserted the straw and took a sip: "You can only drink pure natural vegetable juice, milk tea is too high in calories and you can't touch it...I. Fuck, why is this fucking ice ah?"

Luo Fanfan didn't believe in evil, opened the plastic package and found that it was indeed milk tea, but most of it was still ice cubes.

In order to prevent waste, Luo Fanfan drank this cup of super iced milk tea with tears in his eyes.

Xu Xingzhe put on his scarf and mask and went out, when his manager suddenly asked, "Why is Luo Fanfan here?"

Luo Fanfan is a gold medal manager in the entertainment industry. He is a decathlon with multiple jobs. It's hard not to recognize him.

Xu Xingzhe glanced at it and frowned: "Is this milk tea the cup you just bought for me?"

Agent: "The packaging is the same, and there is only this milk tea shop nearby."

If you think about it, it’s just the same brand. It doesn’t mean that the milk tea that Luo Fanfan drank was the iced milk tea he gave to Yue Han.

Speaking of Yuehan, Xu Xingzhe opened Weibo with great interest, and clicked on the photo he just secretly took.

Xu Xingzhe V: My colleagues in the past fell into such a field, which made me very sad. Fortunately, my good brother did not lose hope in life. No matter how difficult it is to make a living by doing odd jobs and moving bricks, he will move forward bravely, come on!It's getting colder! [The colder the wind and the messier] jpg.