Quick wear: spoil the villain as a stand-in

Chapter 45 Did the actor sprinkle sugar today (45)

The cameraman has opened his eyes and raised the camera in his hand.

The cameraman who has the issue of portrait rights is not worried. When the program team first selected this place to shoot, they had already signed an exemption agreement with the whole village.

After all, they were filming in the village, and it was inevitable that some villagers would be included in the camera, and it would be too troublesome to ask them one by one.

The three of them didn't notice the movement on the side of the grass, they were still cursing.

The leader is surnamed Wang, the second eldest in the family, and has an older sister who married into the city. That older sister will give him some money every once in a while. One or two thousand is not much, but it is enough for this ineffective old brother. Therefore, Wang Er has no pressure in life at all, and does not look for a job. He sneaks around the village every day.

One of the other two is surnamed Jiang and the other is surnamed Zhao. Their family situation is similar to that of Wang Er.

They walked to the fence that they turned over yesterday, and Wang Er raised his foot and was about to step on the watermelon, when he suddenly heard the gangster surnamed Zhao shouting behind him.

"Miao, why did you get so surprised? You'll pay for it if you get sick!" Wang Er kicked the gangster Zhao without falling.

"No, it's not...you look there."

The gangster surnamed Zhao pointed to a place with trembling hands, and there was a faint green light floating there.

"Is that a ghost... a will-o'-the-wisp?"

"What the hell!" Wang Er was angry. These few of them had just finished junior high school, and their education level was not high. In fact, they still believed in these ghosts and gods in essence.

But Wang Er has an older sister in the city who is relatively more knowledgeable. Seeing this, he couldn't help kicking the gangster surnamed Zhao.

"That's a camera!"

"No...not." The gangster surnamed Jiang also said at this time, "That thing is coming towards us!"

In the darkness, a fluorescent green light spot moved up and down, floating towards them.

Wang Er subconsciously picked up the watermelon on the ground and threw it towards the light spot... The light avoided it and did not move forward.

What exactly is this?
It was too dark around, and it was full of watermelon seedlings and weeds, which greatly reduced visibility.

And just when the three of them were daring to get closer to see what it was, a pale face suddenly appeared behind the green light!
"Ah—" The three gangsters jumped up in an instant, and ran towards the fence road where they came.

But the potholed field seemed to never end. They turned over several weeds, but they didn't see the familiar low fence.

"Help--" At this moment, they saw a faint light in front of them, and they rushed towards the bright light as if they saw a life-saving straw.

Then there was the sound of bodies colliding.

"My camera!" The cameraman wailed.

In the field, Ling Yang snapped his fingers with a smile, then turned off the flashlight of his mobile phone, and walked out holding the mobile camera that was shining with green light.

Behind her, Lu Huaiwang smiled helplessly.

"Ghost...ghost—" At this time, the three gangsters hadn't reacted yet, and they were still hugging the camera brother and howling.

When they calmed down a bit, they looked at Lingyang and Lu Huaiwang with cold faces behind them, and the big and thick cameraman who was hugged by them in front of them.

I also understand it in my heart.

"You...you!"

"Don't talk about us," Lingyang said with a smile, "Let's talk about compensation first. My shoes are stained with watermelon juice, which can't be washed off. The shoes are limited edition [-]. There are also those that were smashed by you." A camera..."

"Twelve thousand." The camera boy understood in an instant, and immediately picked up Ling Yang's words.

(End of this chapter)