The Seventh Life of the House: "When I heard this song, the body seemed to have been hollowed out... and the indigenous people around me, all of them have been foaming their mouths... Vote! Let the King of Creation play +1"

Lychee Fairy: "Almost died, hateful... just flew to the Jiangnan area in the Yujian flight, and almost fell from the air... vote! I will play the King of the Kings +2"

Guhu Junzhenjun: "I am also, I will almost hit a mountain.?[?<[ Vote! I will play the King of the King +3"

Snow Wolf Cave Lord: "In fact, I care more about it... Has the King of Creation been broadcast live? If it has already been broadcast live, is the outside world already the end of the world? Is the two million people already listening to the road? Did the friend sing?"

When is the moon: "horrible!"

Falling down the truth: "Reassure, it is said that the disciples of this ‘Fighting Buddha’ have made multiple precautions to ensure that they will not be killed. But... most people may not be able to avoid hospitals.”

Guhu Guanzhenjun: "Heartache ‘ fighting for the Buddha'.”

Beihe Sanren: "I don't know who made the ambiguous idea at the beginning, let the King of Creation go to the webcast room?"

To give birth to a men's football squad: "Refused to use sound pollution weapons, refuse to use the king of creation, we need peace and mother eggs, just opened my mobile phone, I killed a large piece of fish and shrimp, so many fish and shrimp and Shells, how many days do you want to eat? Is there any Taoist who wants to eat seafood?

"Give me some time?" Lichee Fairy said again: "I saw the sound of an ambulance everywhere. It seems that I am prepared and the efficiency is very fast. Don't worry about it, kick the King of Creation." Or Huangshan predecessors, when you researched the 'chat group software', when it was listed, and got a function of 'prohibiting the voice of specific users', don't give the chance to make a voice in the group."

Huangshan Zhenjun has been silent for a long time, and has three words: "Heart is tired"

There are no punctuation points, which fully shows how hard Huangshan Zhenjun is.

Huangshan Zhenjun feels that this group of people is very tired. Every few days, the friends in the group will give him a heart-wrenching thing. In the last time, the Oriental Jing Xue Fairy was still banned from closing the small black house, and the friends of the Taoist group were singing in the group. Do you want to disband this group?

Having said that, when did his ‘Jiuzhou No. 1 group’ become so dead?

Think about it, everything seems to be starting with a man.

Of course, this man does not mean Song Shuhang Xiaoyou. Song Shuhang’s younger friend has always been very sensible since entering the group. The ‘white predecessor’s expression pack’ cannot blame him. And Song Shuhang's little friend counts as a young man.

In retrospect, everything started from a certain day, and he added a guy named ‘Brazil and Three Waves’ to enter the group. The group wind of the entire 'Jiuzhou No. 1 Group' seems to have changed.

Sure enough, doing this kind of thing will be contagious? And the intensity of infection is still great.

So Huangshan Zhenjun seriously said in the group: "Or, first kick the mad knife and three waves?"

Pharmacist at home.

Jiang Ziyan lifted his mobile phone and shook his head in front of the mad knife.

"For Mao?!" The mad knife said: "I didn't say anything? It is a song that sings and sings, and wants me to come back to the pot. Purple smoke girl, give Huangshan a silly message I said that I am mad at the three waves and one hundred and one dissatisfied!"

Jiang Yanzi nodded and quickly entered on the phone.

Pharmacist: "Sanlang Daoyou said: [To the Huangshan big stupid news, I said that I am mad, three waves and one hundred dissatisfied!] End. Ps: I am Jiang Ziyan."

Huangshan Zhenjun: "..."

The heart is good, blocked.

Pharmacist: "Isn't Huangshan Zhenjun feeling very sad?"

Huangshan Zhenjun: "..."

Pharmacist: "I will cure the heart of Zhenjun."

Said, Jiang Ziyan evil smiled and took a photo to the mad knife three waves ... the three waves of the razor knife tied to the brown child were **** on the beam. In order to make the three waves more handsome, Jiangsu Ziyan also wears double sunglasses for Sanlang. Then he was given a fake, two fake horns.

"Purple smoke girl, what do you want to do? Don't do this, we can talk about it, don't hurt each other."

Jiang Ziyan smiled and reached for the photo to be sent to the 'Jiuzhou No.1 Group'.

Huangshan Zhenjun: "..."

Although he saw the raging three waves being lifted upside down, he felt great.

But I don’t know how to be Mao, but his heart has become more plugged.

Because Lianjiang Ziyan was also infected by three waves? She also has signs of moving toward the road of ‘death.’

Sure enough, this broke the group, or dissolved it.

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When Gao Mou once again woke up, it was already 1 o'clock at noon.

"What happened to me?" Gao Moumou looked at his temple and wondered.

By his side, his girlfriend's buds came in with the food. After seeing him wake up, he smiled sweetly.

Later, Song Shuhang followed: "You are awake at the old high. You had a night of scripting with the Master Yun Yun, and then we were too tired to know when to sleep." ""

"Hey? Is this like this?" Gao Moumou glared at the temple.

Isn't it right, he is still young? In this young man, let alone one night, even if it is two days and three nights, it is not a problem.

And... During this time, at the fishy Jiaojiao home, I have eaten many foods that enhance my physique and enhance my vitality. He has even muscles coming out of his body. The body is not good enough. It feels like you can stay for four or five days. . The overnight night in the district can't stand it? Not scientific.

I always feel that there is a weird look inside.

Gao Moumou pushed the glasses with his hand, and the lens reflected the sensible cold light. He used his doubtful eyes to stare at his friend Song Shuhang.

However, Song Shuhang’s next words made him immediately cast his doubts into the clouds.

Song Shuhang: "Gao Moumou, [Jacob crew] has arrived, and the director of Jacob is now discussing the script with Master Yunyun. The other members of the crew have already finished their rest and started preparing for the shooting. If you wake up, Just join me and talk to the director of Jacob?"

"No problem!" Gao Moumou suddenly felt full of vitality, jumping from the bed.

However, at this time, the buds smiled and handed the food up, and the eyes were full of firmness.

Song Shuhang haha ​​smiled: "Old high, first eat after dinner. People are iron, rice is steel! Come out and look for me after eating, I will take you to see the ‘Jacob’ crew.”

Gao Moumou looked at his girlfriend and smiled and said: "Okay."

......

......

Song Shuhang left Gao’s room and looked through the window to the back room.

There, there is a constant stream of swords that ordinary people can't see.

Lichee Fairy, Guhu Guanzhenjun, Snow Wolf Cave Lord... and other friends of Jiuzhou No.1 Group have arrived.

Now I don’t know if the King of Creation will come over? After all, he used to have a five-minute live voice singing in the 'Jiuzhou No.1 Group'.

If he comes over, will the friends in the group encircle him?

On the other side, in the living room.

Director Jacob and his assistant are sharing the story with Master Yun Yun.

There is also a subordinate of the Lingdie Supreme, who handed the ‘Director’s employment contract, the crew’s employment contract’ to the White Supreme, and various life insurance and the like.

When he saw Song Shuhang coming over, Bai Zun was beckoning him.

"White predecessors, is there anything?" Song Shuhang asked.

Bai Zunren handed all the contracts and materials to Song Shuhang, and earnestly said: "These things can be handled by the book friends."

"This is Mr. Song Shuhang, it is really young and promising." The subordinates of the Lingdie Supreme kept a smile in the spring breeze, and shook hands with Song Shuhang.

When shaking hands, he quietly rumored into the secret channel: "Mr. Song, Lingdie adults sent me to help Mr. Song handle all kinds of chores in the process of filming. What are the needs of the crew, what equipment is needed, and the filming process is needed Please deal with things like local powers, please let me deal with them. Mr. Song, just take the film out of peace!"

"On behalf of me, thank you Mr. Lingdie." Song Shuhang smiled.

"There is only one request from Lingdie adults to ask Mr. Song to shoot this movie as soon as possible. During the filming process, equipment, funds, and personnel are on call." The subordinates of Lingdie Zunren continue to pass the secret. Road.

Song Shuhang was puzzled and asked the same voice: "Why is the butterfly butterfly predecessor so anxious?"

"It is said that Lingdie adults want to accompany her to the cinema to watch this movie by Mr. Song after the end of the maiden robbing. Because Missy is very much looking forward to this movie. Please Mr. Song must take this picture. We are also looking forward to the film," the subordinate of the Lingdie Supreme replied.

"It turned out to be the case." Song Shuhang nodded and loved the woman's heart: "Reliably handed over to us, this film will be shot in the fastest way!"

Next, just wait for the actors of the 'Jiuzhou No.1 Group' to arrive, and then use a few large fairy boats to transport all the actors, directors, and crews to the White Supreme Resort, and you can start the first act. It is.

[Gao Sheng brother hangs the protagonist ‘凌夜’. 】

And he is the tallest brother.

Song Shuhang bowed his head and looked at the thick list of ‘Director and Actor Life Insurance’ in his hands.

Do I have to go to insurance?

Just as Song Shuhang thought, there was a sound that sounded up: "Hey? Good man, how are you here?"

This sound, the word is smooth.

Song Shuhang turned his head and saw that the familiar foreign monk was laughing at him.

The foreign monk is still the dazzling big bald head with a neat ring. But his body turned out to be a handsome robe, which was obviously nondescript.

"Master, it is you." Song Shuhang smiled slightly: "How did you change your robes?"

"No way, because my teacher is Taoism." The foreign monk laughed. (To be continued.) 8