Fast time travel: He made up for his mistakes in the plane

But, they really thought too much.

It is still uncertain who will govern whom.

The director team actually waited outside until eight o'clock until the door opened.

Song Shi had packed up and stood at the door, showing his big white teeth. The light shining on his smooth and white face made him look youthful and energetic.

"Good morning!"

He greeted with a smile.

The director smiled softly and said, "Your sleep quality is quite good."

Then I didn't even hear the doorbell.

I thought you were dead.

But I saw the guy sighing and shaking his head, "Actually, you're wrong. I don't sleep well at all. I have trouble falling asleep and wake up very easily, even the slightest movement. This house is close to the sea, so I specifically asked the decoration company to use it when I renovated it. Special soundproofing material, otherwise, I might as well sleep on a yacht."

director:"."

I was so angry that my eyes were staring!
hateful!

It was pretended by him again!
Why don't you say you still live on a yacht?
He smiled dryly and said, "Really? Haha."

Song Shi opened the door, "Come in, the shoe covers are in the cabinet, remember to put them on." He said as he walked inside.

Director group:
Face wooden.

Do you need to change your shoes during a show?This has never made sense before.

But this is the owner's request.

They obediently put on their shoe covers.

He quickly found a position and without making a sound, he stared at Song Shipai.

Song Shi sat under the eaves and read a magazine.

The angle of the camera perfectly captured his profile, the corner of the swimming pool, and the bluer and wider sea.

Netizen: .I am so special!

Is this how people live?

Pooh!
who?The Celestial Dragons are pretty much the same!

Ordinary people like them just have a pigeon cage to live in!
The only difference is whether the cage is big or small!

Not to mention the people who watched the live broadcast, even the director and the cameraman felt sour in their hearts.

No wonder so many people have their heads sharpened and jump into the dyeing vat. Jumping in to get dyed is like passing through a golden shell. From being ordinary to being sought after, you will gain both fame and fortune.

Even if you stand still, money will be delivered to your door.

Easy and simple.

Gee.

The citric acid nearly overwhelmed them.

The director looked at Song Shi, who had been sitting there without saying a word since then, and then looked at the barrage that almost flooded the public screen. He couldn't help but remind him in a low voice: "Say something, say something."

Or do something.

No matter what.

Netizens are here to see the fun, not to see you as a stone statue.

This kind of program effect cannot be produced.

Song Shi looked at him, the camera zoomed in, and he could see his brows furrowed, "Didn't you mean to take photos of my daily life? This is my daily life."

I am not a deep-well ice person talking to myself every day.

director:"."

That's right!
But don’t forget that this is essentially a program!
Refraining from rolling his eyes, he took out his cell phone and typed a few words before handing it to his assistant.

The assistant took it and immediately wrote "raise it high" with a marker.

Song Shi narrowed his eyes, "You have to do something to give fans something to watch, so they will stay in your live broadcast."

The director's eyes widened.

I go!

I want you to see it but not read it out!
I read it so loudly as if I was afraid that netizens wouldn’t hear it!

Are you sick?

Netizens were also confused.

A certain Song curled his lips and said, "Returning fans, director, have you gone to retreat somewhere? In my situation, I don't have any fans. You are mocking me!"

The director has a headache.

I have a terrible headache.

Why can't you make sense!It doesn’t make any sense!Do you also quarrel with the director like this when you are acting?
wave.

Whatever, whatever you want.

The netizens watching in the live broadcast room almost died laughing.

Various barrages kept popping up.

"So, Emperor X, you still have a very clear understanding of yourself!"

"You have no fans! You are all anti-fans!"

"Anyway, I'm here to hack you!"

"Wow, so handsome!" "He's handsome, but he's a scumbag! Girl, look at me, I'm ugly but I'm gentle!"

"This certain Song Dynasty star has already ordered a sewing machine, girls, don't expect it!"

"I just came out of seclusion. Can anyone tell me what happened to my boyfriend?"

"Inexplicably funny!"

"Don't you dare to complain more obviously!"

Song Shi put down the magazine with a look of helplessness on his face, "Okay, okay, it's really troublesome."

"Sister Wang!"

shouted inward.

"Sir, what's the matter?"

Mrs. Wang, who was wearing beige work clothes, walked over quickly and asked with a smile.

Song Shi said, "I want to eat crab roe buns and millet porridge for breakfast today."

After ordering, he asked again, "Is Xu An up?"

Mrs. Wang shook her head, "Still sleeping."

"Go call him in 10 minutes. After washing up, it's almost time to get ready for breakfast."

"Okay, sir."

Mrs. Wang returned to the kitchen and got busy.

The director touched his empty stomach and salivated even more when he thought of the dishes he had just ordered.

Get up too early.

Various preparations.

I didn't even have time to bite a piece of bread.

Being a worker is not easy!
After he gave the order, he picked up the magazine again.

The director made a signal to the camera, and the cameraman understood it instantly, adjusted the angle, and focused the lens on the content of the magazine.

At once.
Hey, an entertainment magazine!
You are in this circle and you don’t know anything, why do you still need to read this?
Purely, just watch the joke.

Song Shi raised his head and met the young man's gaze.

The live broadcast room has already opened, "My male god" and "My goddess".

Song Shi: "Your goddess?"

The camera guy suddenly showed a speechless expression.

Song Shi: "Oh, I understand."

He closed the magazine in one go, his movements were particularly decisive and not sloppy.

It was like the other party said something dirty.

Netizens:
No!

You are not right!

Isn't this a live broadcast?Apparently there’s something you didn’t broadcast!
Don't you want to explain?

What exactly do you understand?
What kind of riddles are you making?
I'm so curious and scratching my head!

The more I think about it, the more I want to know.

Just tell me, is that some kind of inside story?Definitely the inside story!
But no one paid attention to the barrage that covered the public screen. The camera shook. Song Shi put the magazine on the table, got up and went to the yard.

The yard is huge.

It's all filled with sunshine now.

He walked to the railing and faced the sea, his hair blowing in the sea breeze.

In the camera, the back figure is extremely free and easy.

There is no doubt that netizens are angry again.

How many people have never been to the beach in their lives, but this person can live by the beach.

The director responded to the netizen's request and asked in an extremely sour tone, "Didn't you spend a lot of money to buy this house?"

no way.

He didn't want to do anything.

There is no sound at all in this live broadcast room.

Other celebrity live broadcast rooms are as prosperous as the world, but his is as quiet as entering a tomb.

The fans are almost gone, okay?

I was also unlucky enough to get this one by drawing lots.

Hearing this, Song Shi turned around and looked at him in surprise, "By the way, can you NPCs talk? Doesn't the contract stipulate that you are only responsible for taking pictures?"

Director: Haha.

That’s not because he was forced by someone!

Desperate to think about it!
Will this be the case for the remaining three days?

What a fate! !

(End of this chapter)