After dressing up as an abusive heroine, I will be the favorite of mother-in-law and daughter-in-law

Chapter 21 The beautiful b-box at the head of the village
The kitchen knife on the ground, and the tool for sharpening the kitchen knife...

Judging from Jiang Ling's state, she should have been sharpening her kitchen knife just now.

Not only the bleary-eyed photographer, but also most of the netizens who were drowsy and lying in bed woke up.

Who is a good person sharpening a kitchen knife in the room early in the morning! ! !
"Morning Jiang...Mr. Jiang Ling." The photographer stepped on the threshold, not daring to step over it, as if there was an enchantment in front of the threshold.

"Morning," Jiang Ling waved towards the live broadcast camera, seeing the cameraman's stiff movements, she greeted him enthusiastically, "Shall we sharpen the knife together?"

The photographer immediately shook his head like a rattle, "No, no, no, no, I don't have this skill, forget it, forget it."

None of the netizens who had been under the covers to watch the live broadcast dared to sleep at this time.

[Grinding the kitchen knife early in the morning, you're killing your sixth uncle Jiang Ling, who has been dark all his life, is so scared that people dare not even sleep]

[No, looking at the whole country, except for those who specialize in sharpening knives, who sharpens their knives early in the morning! 】

【Is she sick? Can you put her in a mental hospital to have a look】

Jiang Ling put away the knife regretfully, and made the knife sharper and brighter a little bit. She likes this process very much, just like crawling in the dark, it can bring people the most primitive happiness.

Easy and free.

"Haha, hahaha, Teacher Jiang Ling's mental state looks very good!" The director's assistant jumped out from nowhere, greeted Jiang Ling with a smile, holding something mysteriously in his hand, and let Jiang Ling observe and stare at it, but he didn't see a word clearly. The director's assistant continued with a smile, "Mr. Jiang Ling, remember to come down for breakfast later!"

state of mind!
breakfast!

Jiang Ling pondered for three seconds.

The photographer didn't know why she was thinking, so he simply asked the question that netizens also wanted to ask, "What's the matter, Mr. Jiang, do you have any doubts?"

"Hearing the word spirit, I suddenly want to eat beef gluten. I'll buy some tomorrow." Jiang Ling stretched out her thumb and index finger to show her heart.

Photographer: "..." No, he was sick and asked Jiang Ling why he was confused!

Director's assistant: "..." Money is hard to earn, shit is hard to eat, how long will it take to raise the salary! ! !

【... She only pays for oil and salt, right? Look at the state of the director's assistant who can't afford it,】

【Fortunately she didn't see me eating saliva chicken, otherwise I would die of hunger】

[Sharpening the knife is funny: 1%
Listening to the mental state as a cow's tendon is funny: 999999999%]

[No, the concubine wants to report that the director's assistant's Mandarin is not standard. Why does the back nasal sound make Jiang Ling greedy in the morning, and the slobbering chicken above, who is a good person eats a broken chicken early in the morning! 】

[That's not broken chicken! !That's my favorite favorite slobber chicken! ! ! 】

[That's not broken chicken! !That's my favorite favorite slobber chicken! ! ! 】

[That's not broken chicken! !That's my favorite favorite slobber chicken! ! ! 】

The whole barrage is varied.

There are: discussing whether the mouth-watering chicken is delicious, where to buy authentic beef ribs, and what to eat in the morning, which contains a small amount of Jiangling black powder.

The funniest thing is that Jiang Ling's black fans were quickly led astray, discussing how many grams of saliva chicken one person can eat in one meal!

Not only the passing netizens, but even the director who casually clicked on the live broadcast room of his program group early in the morning suspected that there was something wrong with his mind.

Those who didn't know thought that Jiang Ling opened a food broadcast, and ate and drank chicken in the room!
The instigator, Jiang Ling, didn't know anything. She leisurely packed up the decompression tools - kitchen knife and whetstone, and then planned to go out for a walk.

As soon as she went out, she saw Xifu wandering with Mrs. Shen.

This manor is more like a rural self-built house like a farmhouse. The house is very big, and there are many villagers when you go out.

The advantage here is that it is difficult to find paparazzi or entertainment reporters. Many villagers don't even know them. Even if they see photographers and cameras behind them, they just think they are here to make a movie, and they are not as fanatical as star chasers.

"Ms. Jiang is up!" Shifu teased her with a smile. After eating melons last night, she liked this little girl more and more.

Mrs. Shen also held Jiang Ling's hand kindly, "Let's go out together, Lingling, would you like to go out with grandma?"

"Yeah, yes." Jiang Ling nodded, and walked to the other side of Mrs. Shen, and the three of them walked at the door together.

Behind are three photographers.

Not long after walking, Jiang Ling saw people one after another. In the village, few people usually sleep in late, especially the older ones, who wake up very early.

At this moment, Jiang Ling used her excellent hearing ability, and soon heard an extremely beautiful b-box, that is, rhythm ventriloquist.

The rhythm is powerful and dynamic, the mood is stable, the performance is flexible and diverse, and it is colorful.

"I didn't expect Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in such a small village. Even if it's in the circle, this section is quite good!" Sif listened carefully for a long time, and gave a high degree of affirmation. She was also a guest on rap shows when she was young, and she has a set of judgments on this type of ventriloquist.

Although Mrs. Shen is getting older, she also knows this thing. "There are ventriloquists in Beijing. This is the ventriloquist described by Mr. Lin in the Qing Dynasty. When I was still in school, I thought it would be great if I could meet someone with this ability."

Jiang Ling doesn't understand, but she does have a way of listening to the voice, but she can suggest, "Why don't we go see this master?"

So the three of them happily set off.

When they reached the village, they realized that the sender of the b-box was actually an old lady! !

Seeing the three of them staring at her in unison, the old lady was a little embarrassed, so she had another even better b-box.

Looking sideways, Jiang Ling saw that Sif and Mrs. Shen were overwhelmed by her beatboxing, and they started applauding at the same time. In order to look like a normal person, she clapped her hands too.

There was such a scene on the scene - an old lady worked hard to b-box, while Jiang Ling, Xi Fu and Mrs. Shen all had a serious face, appreciating the artistic aesthetics, and applauding seriously.

The photographers couldn't understand it, but they all live-streamed it.

Seeing all this, netizens couldn't help but become serious.

After a while...

This piece of art is completely over.

The old grandma blushed, stopped and said, "What are you guys doing~ Look at me!"

"We listened to your b-box and thought it was so exciting, we couldn't resist watching it for a while longer." Schiff explained politely.

"What? What are you doing?" The old lady wiped her hand towards the big flowered jacket, "I was walking with dandelions in my mouth, I don't know who made it, rotten dandelions, bah!"

After finishing speaking, the old grandma walked away.

(End of this chapter)