Nan Hui glanced at the place where he had just put his coffee cup, and found that there was nothing there, so he answered, "I'm looking for my coffee, didn't I put it here just now?"

"Xiao Zhang just came to take it away." Director Liu said casually.

He still knows about Xiao Zhang, that is, the stammering little field clerk just now, who often rushes to help him run errands, is the person who follows Director Liu, and has also cooperated with him before, and once made Zhao Cheng appear as a professional A man with a sense of crisis.

Gu Yue'an was listening, and couldn't help frowning.

Nan Hui nodded to show that he understood, and turned around to leave.

"Wait a minute." Just as Nan Hui was about to leave, he was stopped by the newcomer to the group. He thought, after all, he still had to stay in the same group for several months, so it was not easy to freeze the relationship.

Besides, this person didn't provoke him. Thinking of this, Nan Fan stopped and prepared to say hello to him.

"Brother Nanhui, I'm your junior, and I'm also from XX University." Gu Yuean smiled, trying to restrain his urge to hug this person fiercely and lock him in his arms.

But on the surface, he seemed to be just a simple admirer, as if he was still a little nervous, his cheeks were reddish, and he looked embarrassed. He stretched out his right hand, wanting to shake hands with him.

It's okay, just shake hands first, there's no rush...

Gu Yue'an said this to himself in his heart, but he didn't want to. As soon as his voice fell on the surface, Nan Fan, who was originally happy, immediately became expressionless.

Nan Fan looked coldly at Gu Yuean's outstretched hand, then turned and left without even turning his eyes to Gu Yuean.

This person is obviously not a little sheep, but he is so good at pretending. Does he really deserve to be an actor?After Nan Fan turned around, a sarcastic smile appeared on his face.

Gu Yuean maintained this posture, watching the back of Nanfan leaving, but the smile on his face grew bigger and bigger.

"That person is always so arrogant and rude. It's really annoying." Fang Xu, who was elusive, appeared behind the crowd at some point, and said again in a strange voice.

"Why are you here? Are you free too?" Director Liu didn't like Fang Xu. He was a third-tier person who was brought in by investors, and now he was giving eye drops to people here, even though he was indeed returning from the south. Impolite first, but Fang Xu's actions still made Director Liu unhappy.

"Nan Fan has a weird temper, but he's not that bad." Director Liu sighed and explained.

"It's okay, it's okay, I understand, I understand." Xu Hai and Nanfan belonged to the same company, how could it be possible that he didn't know the temper of the stinky stone in the latrine?He really didn't care, but because of Nanhui's putting on airs this time, they changed from a party that couldn't stand in the crew to a party that the director felt sorry for. There is no further meaning.

"Little Gu?" Xu Hai turned his head, bumped Gu Yuean who seemed to be out of shape with his crutches, and signaled him to quickly establish a good relationship with the director.

Gu Yue'an also seemed to have regained his senses just now, withdrew his right hand, and said to Director Liu a little shyly, "Ah, it's okay, brother may be too tired from filming and didn't notice me."

Fang Xu was listening on the sidelines, almost rolling his eyes to the sky, goddamn 'too tired', you haven't started work today, okay?

Originally, I wanted to rely on this new kid to frustrate my enthusiasm for returning to the south, but I didn't expect this kid to be a little white flower, not useful at all, but such a little white flower is what the bosses like, I like to see pear blossoms on their beds Rain's grievance?

Fang Xu thought of everything badly.

Because he was originally put to sleep by others, and he also heard that the new actors had backstages, and the backstages were much harder than his own, so he couldn't help but have such vicious thoughts.

……

Nan returned to the dressing room. Zhao Cheng and the makeup artist hadn't arrived yet, so he thought, took out his mobile phone to play games, or browse Weibo for a while, but he didn't expect to see the letter from Sister Gao just now when he unlocked the screen .

The content of the letter was from Gu Yuean. This kid heard that he had a financial backer, so he was signed by Xu Hai as soon as he arrived. The company's arrangement was to let him be a student who returned from the south, and what to do with the speculators? Yes, I happen to be in the same crew right now, let Nan Hui interact with him more and bring him along...

When Nan Fan looked at it, he almost laughed angrily, take care of the younger generation, right?OK, he takes it!

Nan Fan found out his own Weibo, and wanted to post Hei Gu Yuean's Weibo, but he didn't expect the password to be wrong?

It happened that Zhao Cheng also came back at this time, Nan Fan called him to stop, and shook his mobile phone page in front of Zhao Cheng.

"what happened?"

Zhao Cheng shrank his neck when he saw it, "This... Sister Gao said, I want you to be quiet in the near future, don't read Weibo, read scriptures or something..."

"????" Nan Hui was really full of question marks, what kind of operation was this?He was also deprived of the right to speak?

Nan Fan wanted to call Gao Yan, but Gao Yan over there seemed to know what he was going to say, so she hung up immediately.

Nan Hui took two deep breaths and said silently several times in his heart 'Don't be angry, life is like a drama. 'Then turned on the King's Pesticide, and absolutely went to King's Canyon to hack people and vent their anger.

After logging in to your own 'King Gugu Chicken', Nanhui started the matchmaking game. In this small rank, teammates are mostly pitted, and they don’t look at the signal or join the group. They are all kinds of performances. Two, in this way, you come and go with me for a few rounds, and there are still winners and losers.

This kind of battle is extremely fast, and the original intention of returning to the south is to kill people, not to push the tower, so the outcome is not so important.

The room that was matched this time is still very confusing. The lineup of two mages and two junglers made Nan Hui realize that this round is another round of casual play. He doesn't care what his teammates choose, and he doesn't bother to mention it. They didn't cooperate and couldn't develop, and he never coaxed him. Anyway, he just hangs up in the spring water when he has enough time.

After entering the game, he discovered that one of the mages was wearing the latest limited edition skin.

Nan returned to play games, and he didn't charge a penny again. Anyway, those people dressed in fancy clothes couldn't beat him.

I glanced at the mage's name, it's called Qingkong, I feel like a girl...

Those with nice names are all girls, and the real men are all with such domineering names—this is Nan Fan's understanding of the game.

Looking back to the south, he watched the golden sorcerer bouncing down the road, snatching his position, and he was not annoyed. He should do what he should do, fight the mobs, and collect the soldiers. Anyway, this The mage can't beat himself.

After both sides developed a little bit, the opposite side began to test it around the corner. Looking back to the south, they moved back very wretchedly. The tentative big move on the other side hit the mage with a "crack" sound. , She was smashed into residual blood in one fell swoop, and the other side saw that his temptation was so fierce, so he clung to him. He wanted to jump over the tower to kill people, and it was fun to go back to the south. This person still wants to jump over the tower to get a blood in 1v2?

Are young people today so eager to win?

If this makes you take the head, Nan Hui will eat his mobile phone!

Thinking of this, Nan Hui manipulated his hero, rushed up, cooperated with the defense tower, and killed that arrogant dwarf.

Afterwards, the battlefield became the Nanhui show again. The only difference was that he had an extra tail around him, and he followed him around.

Faced with such a situation, a straight man would feel, oh, I saved this little cutie, she has been following me now, does she want to make a promise with her?

It's a pity that Nanhui is a straight man with cancer...

"Fancy colored pens, why do you always want to follow me to pick people's heads?" Nan Fan became impatient and entered the hang-up mode again.

In the final ending, it was no surprise that they lost. Another feature of this game is that teammates like to blame each other, especially in the novice stage.

When they play for a while, they will know that the real mystery of this game is that as long as I retreat fast enough, no one can spray me.

"What's the matter with that shooter? Why are you running around up and down? Can you play? Why did you hang up in the end? It's a pit fight!"

Nan Hui was in a bad mood at first, and he didn't show politeness to them. He immediately showed his kingly temperament and started typing.

"I'm playing with your mother, dish dog."

System prompt: You speak too fast, please try again later.

System prompt: You speak too fast, please try again later.

"Your skill, throwing a handful of rice on the screen for a chicken to peck at is more eye-catching than your operation!"

System prompt: You speak too fast, please try again later.

System prompt: You speak too fast, please try again later.

System prompt: You speak too fast, please try again later.

"And that gaudy crayon, are you a spy sent by the other side?"

System prompt: You speak too fast, please try again later.

System prompt: You speak too fast, please try again later.

"Are you trying to blind me and achieve a tactical victory?"

After a crackling typing session, Nan Fanhui still felt puzzled, so he took another screenshot and quit the game.

After beating the enemy and spraying his teammates, Nan Hui felt a little better, but he was still a little bit out of sorts. He knew it was because he was restricted from posting on Weibo. Thinking this way, he logged into his Weibo trumpet.

The tuba is not allowed to board, he still has the trumpet, doesn't he?He is going to post on Weibo today!If you don't want to get rid of your own trumpet, you can't blackmail Gu Yue'an, so...you can post whatever you want.

King Cuckoo Chicken: Today's sand sculpture netizen [smile]

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Sand Sculpture Netizen: God, I heard your call, may I be number one?

There's a cat on your head: Hahahahahahaha.

Onlookers: Hahaha, every time King Guguji swears, there are four or five system prompts in the middle, xswl.

Enthusiastic citizens: I am convinced of this hand speed. Hanging King is using this method to prove to everyone that he is not hanging on the wall!

Wealthy licking and begging: Speaking of which, every time Guguji posts a blog, he must come and say that he is the brother hanging on the wall?

In the past, I love Yiyi: Heh, this kind of person has only this kind of quality. It's disgusting that such a person with no quality still has so many people to protect him.

The king's reed chicken returns to the past, I'm gone, I love Yiyi: Haha, the angle is tricky.

The author has something to say: Today's president is still a salty fish, but he will officially have a name tomorrow.

About the game: I have never played the king, and the content in the article is all my nonsense.

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