Explosive Filial Piety Is Like Thunder: Son, Please Stop Talking

It took Lin Chen only two minutes to climb to the top of the mountain, and then he couldn't speak out of breath.

Although he has a good physique, he can't stand such hard work.

Lin Chen's panting and flushed face were also heard in the live broadcast room.

"Little Lin Chen, this hurts the enemy 800~, hurts himself 1000!"

"My God, this is too crazy. I don't know why when I experience extreme speed climbing from such a perspective, I suddenly get the thoughts of those who like extreme sports.

"It's too dangerous, and there are no protective measures, so we can't...

The barrage was only halfway through, and the audience who sent the barrage froze on the spot after Lin Chen turned the camera 180 degrees, and subconsciously pressed the Enter key before finishing his sentence.

The sky seems to be very close, and the whole picture of the ancient town can be seen at a glance. In the distance is the plain, and further away, you can see the beach. A white line from far to near is the wave.

The sky is blue, the sea is blue, the clouds are white, and there are seagulls in twos and threes.

This is the sky in the distance.

But in front of him, the town is old and quiet, with smoke rising from the kitchen, and he can see pedestrians in twos and threes on the street, and the director is not in a hurry.

On the plain, the fields divided into pieces are lush and lush, which is the color of life and a precursor to a good harvest.

Lin Chen finally regained his breath, and asked softly, "Is it beautiful?"

Beautiful, of course beautiful.

But Lin Chen was scolded afterwards, not by the director, but by Xiaoyu.

"It's so steep here, you ran so fast just now, what if you fell? You're still holding such a heavy camera!" Xiaoyu pointed the camera at Lin Chen who lowered his head.

It was the first time for the audience in the live broadcast room to see Lin Chen being mischievous and scolded, and they all became excited.

"Screen capture, this is all the black history of our Lin Chen, save it and play it on loop when he gets married!"

"Hahaha, you guys are so good or bad, it's natural to be dark when you're a fan, right?"

"The photographer was actually right. That section of the city wall is so steep. Lin Chen, a child, ran up like that with a camera equipment weighing more than ten kilograms. It was very dangerous."

And the cameraman has already turned the camera to Li Siyuan: "You too, how can you be a father? Let Lin Chen, a child, do such a dangerous thing?"

Li Siyuan lowered his head and poked Lin Chen: "What about you, why did you come up just now? That's not what we said just now."

Lin Chen muttered: "I don't care about loyalty."

It was almost noon when the dream team returned to the villa. Since they only had 1,200 funds, they had to buy vegetables and cook by themselves.

Everyone took a nice nap together, but the children were full of energy, and when they woke up, they saw that their father was still sleeping, and there was no noise.

The little lamb rolled his eyes and went to look through the backpack he brought.

Soon, he found a marker pen, drew cat whiskers on Wang Yang's face, and wrote the word "Wang" on his forehead.

But Lin Chen and Li Siyuan have different painting styles in their rooms.

Li Siyuan lay on the bed and fell asleep, while Lin Chen turned on the computer and started typing.

The audience in the live broadcast room should not be too excited to see this scene.

"Great, I'm chasing so much that I'm going to update it."

"Tears! After coming to Hainan, Lin Chen has never found a chance to code words. I have read the previous chapters over and over again 180 times."

"You can't do it upstairs. My reading records here show that I have read it 1031 times."

"Huh? Could it be that the three days of preparation by the program team are just to give Lin Chen time to update us?"

"Hahaha, thank you program team, thank you director, thank you Lin Chen every day!"

But the camera in the room is fixed, and it is impossible to see what Lin Chen is writing.

However, the viewers in the live broadcast room were not impatient. Looking at the blurred picture on the computer on the screen, they began to calculate how much Lin Chen had written based on the speed of Lin Chen's input.

Lin Chen noticed the change in the increase in popularity, and the action of the code word paused.

He quickly figured out the key, and simply moved the fixed camera to the side of the computer and pointed it at the computer screen.

"Oh my god, Lin Chen is so sweet!"

"Wow, is this the joy of chasing updates online?"

"Don't be noisy, don't be noisy, don't post barrage, it will affect my reading of novels."

Lin Chen took a look and found that the popularity value accumulated during this period has reached more than 800,000. However, he did not immediately draw a lottery.

………seeking flowers… 0

Li Siyuan was woken up by the sound outside, and at this moment, the live broadcast room of Wang Yang and Little Lamb was bustling.

Since the little lamb started to paint on Wang Yang's face, the popularity of the live broadcast room has become more and more popular, and now when Wang Yang wakes up, it has completely exploded.

Looking at the little lamb, Wang Yang was angry and funny. He was happy when he was scribbling on his face before, but now he loses his temper and wilts?

He didn't say anything and didn't think why the little lamb would be so naughty, he wasn't so naughty when he was a child!

After all, he was his own son, so he couldn't beat him, and he couldn't open his mouth to scold him.

Wang Yang was so angry that his chest heaved violently, his eyes fell on the marker pen on the ground, and his heart skipped a beat.

"Come here." Wang Yang held a marker and called Little Lamb.

Seeing this posture, the little lamb thought it was wrong, and retreated step by step thinking it was secretive: "Well, Dad, I'll go and play with Lin Chen big brother, you have a good rest..."

Before he could finish the rest of the sentence, Wang Yang was determined to retaliate with an eye for an eye. He grabbed the little lamb and painted a beard on his face, as well as the character king on his forehead, but he did not draw a small lamb on his face. turtle.

Although the little lamb was not very happy, he pursed his mouth and did not cry: "He is a lamb, not a tiger.

Wang Yang was washing his face, when he heard this, he stared: "Then, do you want me to draw two more horns for you?"

The little lamb shook his head like a rattle.

Li Siyuan sat up from the bed, his mind was still a little numb, and after a while he saw Lin Chen sitting in front of the computer.

"what time is it now?"

"15:48." Lin Chen glanced at the time in the lower right corner.

Li Siyuan subconsciously wanted to jump up, but suddenly remembered that there was nothing planned for today, so he lay back on the bed again.

"What are you doing?" Li Siyuan's head was still buried in the quilt, listening dully.

"I'll make up for you later."

Make up? What to make up?

After all, he is an old bookworm. It only took two seconds for Li Siyuan to digest Lin Chen's words. He really jumped up from the bed and squeezed Lin Chen away: "You have been writing for so long, hurry up!" Go take a break, or go to the next door to find other children to play.

The book fans who had been silently watching the update in the live broadcast room were outraged.

"Daddy Lin Chen, you go away!".