When Comedians Dressed as Villains [Transmigration Book]

Cheng Xiexing loves money like his life. Although he will not do anything for money, he is still very sad that none of the money he earns falls into the pockets of capitalists!

"Wen Luheng, spit out the money quickly!"

Cheng Xiexing jumped to the little friend's side, held Wen Luheng's shoulder, and shook it gently.

"I'm working, I'll divide it later, you keep the account first."

Obviously, Wen Luheng had no intention of stealing his hard-earned money.

Cheng Xiexing, who got the guarantee, instantly regained his vitality and continued to shout.

Although Cheng Xiexing is quite popular and there are quite a few fans, but when it comes to the whole society, the proportion of fans is not particularly high.Moreover, the country is so big, and today is a working day, even though Cheng Xiexing is very popular, he doesn't meet many fans today.

And the handsome Wen Luheng was playing the guitar quietly, with the prosperous shopping mall behind him.He performed on the street, like a prince in trouble, heartbreaking.

If it is performed in other places, there may not be so many rewards.But this attraction imitates foreign street art, like a fountain wishing pool.Many people usually don't throw coins into the pool, but when they go to a special tourist place and are gimmicked by the culture of tourist attractions, they will do something different.

At the end of the day, Wen Luheng gained a lot of money.

The director counted the amount of money earned by everyone, and Wen Luheng's group earned more than 1000.On average, it is more than 500 per person.The money they make is in the middle, no more, no less, and a lot is very conspicuous.

Cheng Xiexing was very satisfied, so he stretched out his hand and poked Wen Luheng beside him.

"Hey, boss, it's time to share the money?"

Wen Luheng returned the rented instrument and ignored him.

Cheng Xiexing followed Wen Luheng closely like a wronged soul, constantly reminding him.

Wen Luheng also gave away the table bought for the show to others and disposed of it.

From the beginning to the end, Cheng Xiexing never stopped, always buzzing in his ears.

Wen Luheng raised his hand and gently rubbed his temples.

"Are you urging your life? So many things have not been cleaned up, and you have been talking about it."

Cheng Xiexing flattened his mouth: "Lu Heng, you can't do this. Do you know what you look like now? Like a boss who owes money to migrant workers!"

Wen Luheng: "..."

Wen Lvheng, who has never done such immoral things and often does good deeds, feels that there is a huge scapegoat on his head.

"I have never done this kind of thing. However, today I want to experience what it is like to be in arrears with your wages. Don't worry, the wages of my other employees are paid normally. You are a unique existence."

Cheng Xiexing: "..."

He doesn't want such honorable VIP treatment at all! ! !

"Father of the gold master, I was wrong. I'll keep saying it in your ear, give me the money..." Cheng Xiexing looked at him pitifully.

Wen Luheng raised his eyebrows: "Are you still talking nonsense in the future?"

"No, absolutely not!" Cheng Xiexing said firmly, speaking loudly.

Wen Luheng: "..."

Although a certain person looked serious and spoke sincerely, he didn't believe a single word!Cheng Xiexing would be a ghost if he could control that broken mouth!

Wen Luheng glanced at Cheng Xiexing, didn't bother him anymore, took out his mobile phone, and transferred money to Cheng Xiexing.

More than 200 yuan was given by Cheng Xiexing's fans, and 100 yuan was given to Cheng Xiexing.

Cheng Xie Xingba smacked his lips: "Suddenly I feel that I am so cheap, 100 yuan can be used for a day."

"I think I gave too much." Wen Luheng glanced at him, "Obviously a table is enough."

Cheng Xiexing didn't dare to speak for a moment.

"The money is too little. I will have four meals a day tomorrow, so I have to take it easy."

Wen Luheng stretched out his finger and poked his face lightly.

"Just change it to three meals a day. Eat less supper at night, so you won't get fat easily."

"You just buy a rope and hang me to death, and I won't gain weight for the rest of my life." Cheng Xiexing said angrily.

Obviously, he didn't want to reduce his appetite at all.

Wen Luheng shook his head helplessly and said nothing more.

The group went back to the hotel to rest. Cheng Xiexing was tired all day and was sweating.

After taking a shower, he changed his clothes and went straight to Wen Luheng who was opposite to chat with him.

"Lu Heng, tomorrow is breakfast and we have to pay for it ourselves, have you figured out what to eat?"

There is a phone on a cabinet in the room, and a menu next to the phone.Guests can choose from the menu and then call the hotel to order breakfast.

Wen Luheng picked up the menu and flipped through it.

"Just ordinary fried dough sticks and soy milk will do."

Cheng Xiexing slapped the table bitterly: "It's really disgusting! It's just ordinary fried dough sticks and soy milk, but they charge 30 yuan. Did they put gold in it?!"

"If you put gold, it will be more than this price." Wen Luheng said quietly, "This is a scenic hotel, and the price must be higher than other places."

The food in the scenic area is already expensive, not to mention that the hotel the program team found is not cheap at all!It's not that the director wants to be generous, but the guests are either celebrities or the fathers of the patrons. It's not a joke to find an illegitimate meal in a junk hotel or bad guys come in.

"Lu Heng, don't you like to go to morning exercises in the morning? You run around and run a few more streets. It is farther away from the scenic spot, with fewer people and less crowded. If you encounter a cheap vendor selling breakfast on the road, just By the way, by the way, give me some."

Cheng Xiexing's face flushed slightly, and he obviously knew that his request was a bit shameless.

After all, Wen Luheng has the habit of doing morning exercises at home, which doesn't mean he wants to do morning exercises when he comes to the tourism industry.

"Yes, if you don't do morning exercises, then forget it." Cheng Xiexing scratched his head in embarrassment, "If you don't do morning exercises, I'll order songs for breakfast now."

Wen Luheng glanced at him: "Are you worried about the breakfast money?"

In a word, tell the truth.

"Yes. If you go out, I can save a lot of money. Of course, it's just a convenience, if it's inconvenient, forget it." Cheng Xiexing said flatly: "Black shop, I will never stay here when I travel, it's too expensive! "

Wen Luheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I'm going to do morning exercises tomorrow, and I'll buy you breakfast then."

In fact, Wen Luheng had no such plan in the first place.

But seeing Cheng Xiexing's sore face, he couldn't say no to it.

"Yeah." Cheng Xiexing nodded slightly.

However, he was not happy for a few seconds, and his head drooped again.

"Hey, I don't know what kind of stalls you will meet at that time. It seems that you can't sleep more. When you meet a stall, call me and I'll see what to eat."

"Don't be so troublesome, I still know what you want to eat."

Cheng Xiexing was taken aback for a moment, then smiled.

"You are so clear about my preferences? Wen Luheng, do you have a crush on me?"

Just a joke, not serious.

Wen Luheng's ears were reddish, but he wouldn't be so stupid as to confess his love at this moment.

So he didn't hesitate to conceal his motives.

"After raising you for so long, I still know what kind of pig feed my family has consumed."

Cheng Xiexing: "..."

I am very grateful to the little friend who helped buy breakfast, but I still want to hit someone, what should I do?

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In the early morning of the next day, the director team was preparing to shoot how the guests used the money to travel, eat and drink in the city, and found that Wen Luheng got up early and was ready to go out.

The director wiped the sweat from his brow: "Are you going out for errands, or are you going on a trip? Can the cameraman keep up?"

"I'm going to exercise in the morning and take a look at the nearby scenery. It's no problem for the camera to keep up."

Wen Lvheng had other thoughts, and deliberately set the camera to keep up.

He was going for a morning run today, and after Baidu checked the nearby maps, he made a rough route.

The cameraman was carrying the camera, so it was naturally impossible to run after him all the time. They took the car directly, but the speed of the car was slower.

Wen Luheng was wearing simple sportswear and running through the streets.

His back looks so tall and majestic, and under the backlight, it is even more dazzling, making people unable to take their eyes off!

Even if the cameraman is a man, he can't help feeling that the donor's father has a very good appearance and body.Even if you don't make a name for yourself in the business world, you can still thrive in the entertainment industry!

Suddenly, Wen Luheng stopped.

The director was a little puzzled.

Didn't you mean to run back to the hotel? Why did you stop suddenly?Is it because of lack of physical strength?

The director groped his chin: "I'll cut this paragraph later, to create an image of the donor's father as a great fitness player."

After all, it only took a few minutes to guess and run. Ordinary men can do better, and a fitness person is such an achievement, which is not enough!

Wen Luheng walked to a stall beside him and bought fried dough sticks, soy milk, corn and other breakfasts.

He walked to the camera team's car and handed over the breakfast.

"I run, and I tend to spill things, so I'll put breakfast here with you first."

Director: "...OK."

Sure enough, people who exercise, eat too much!

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After finishing his morning run, Wen Luheng went back to take a shower and changed into clean clothes.

After all, it was recording a show, and Cheng Xiexing couldn't sleep well until noon.He also slept for more than half an hour, and then got up to wash up.

Today there is no fixed tourist location, the director completely leaves it to them to play by themselves.However, tourist brochures have already been sent to them.The ones that can be selected are the same, and the whole is still under the control of the program group.

Cheng Xiexing called Wen Luheng and found that the other party had already returned from morning exercise.

So, a certain pig happily went to look for food.

In the room, the photographer stood aside, preparing to shoot the scene of Wen Luheng eating breakfast.

"When I woke up, my stomach was empty. I was about to starve to death." Cheng Xiexing said, pulled out a chair and sat down, and began to eat unceremoniously.

The director couldn't help but be speechless.

Cheng Xiexing has a very good relationship with the gold master's father, right?Even the breakfast is arranged by the sponsor's father, it's crazy!

Wen Luheng ate breakfast leisurely, his every move exuded an air of elegance.

Cheng Xiexing's eyes were glued to his little friend, and he didn't move away for a long time.

Lu Heng ate exactly the same breakfast as him!

Wen Luheng naturally also noticed someone's gaze, and his ears were quietly flushed.

Perhaps, the strategy of actively buying breakfast to chase people has worked.

"What are you looking at?" Wen Lvheng pretended to be calm.

Cheng Xiexing gave a smirk.

"Is the pig feed delicious?" These are all the pigs love to eat!