Longing for the Life of the Entertainment King

He Hao darkened a bit, "Brother, who is your language teacher?!"

Wei Daxun laughed and said calmly, "Brother Hao, to be honest, in the northeast of our country, the pinyin of the tongue roll is pronounced like this!"

Ps: You may not believe it. I originally wanted to have a blast and begged for tickets, but when I was making noodles, I burned my hand and sprinkled it all over my face.It’s hard to improve my life, hey….

Chapter 135 This is too much! 【For subscription】

He Hao: "???"

Huang Lei nodded, "Yes, I've been to the Northeast, and that's what they all said!"

He Jiong also nodded, "Yes, that's what they said!"

He Hao: "..."

Horse eggs!

Why do I feel like you guys don't want your face in order not to break the corn? !

In this case……

He Hao pondered for a moment, then said directly, "Hurt each other!"

Wei Daxun: "..."

Huang Lei: "..."

He Jiong: "..."

Seeing the strangeness in everyone's eyes, He Hao smiled slightly and said teasingly, "You may not believe it, but I will not tell the difference!"

Three people: "..."

director:"……"

You can get this back!

Cowhide!

"[-]" One hide of a cow!

Wei Daxun was completely panicked!

I didn't expect the opponent to play cards according to common sense!

Meet the opponent!

In an instant, he was forced into a corner!

In the final analysis, Wei Daxun has actually been bullshitting.

His grades are not really good.

When I was in school, I was a fat boy.

Character is a bit arrogant.

The college entrance examination score is only [-]%...

Therefore, seeing He Hao really took another round, he felt a little numb in an instant...

"Brother Daxun, are you okay?" Liu Xianhua shouted, "Count down dozens of numbers! Ten...nine...eight...five...three...two..."

It looks like it will be judged as a loser.

Wei Daxun's mind changed, and he blurted out, "Harm... Harm... Also (hài) what are you thinking about!"

The scene was silent for a while.

He Hao's face darkened, "Excessive, this is a bit too much!"

He Jiong and Huang Lei also smiled awkwardly.

If you can't keep up with printing, you can just play routines.

However, there are so many idioms at the beginning of 'harm', but I still can't catch them, and I still think about one, which is really a bit too much!

Encountering such a skinny player, Liu Xianhua waved his hand and directly sentenced Wei Daxun to lose.

The three of He Jiong simply did not have the temper to refute at all.

then……

The so-called idiom Solitaire just ended.

The staff on the side, including the director, have laughed like fools.

They didn't expect that the idiom Solitaire was so fun!

"Brother Ritian, you are awesome!" Liu Xianhua gave a thumbs up and said sincerely.

The director looked at Dahua and suddenly felt a little pain in his heart!

He is very suspicious that if this momentum continues, one day, he will definitely need to build a bridge in his heart...

Regarding the matter of breaking corn, everyone settled down so happily...

Wei Daxun listlessly carried the box and went into the house.

He Jiong arranged for him to stay overnight.

The sun is westward.

The wood under the stove was burning vigorously, and the pot with sauerkraut and fish made a gurgling sound.

Fragrance pervades...

"Oh, Director Huang, you pickled fish is authentic!" Wei Daxun gave a thumbs up.

"It's okay!" Huang Lei smiled modestly.

Except pickled fish.

Huang Lei also made a little stir fry.

After all, four people, one dish, is indeed a bit shabby.

Moreover, some vegetables in the field are already cooked to the end.

If you don't eat it, it will definitely be wasted in the fields.

By the way, He Jiong also picked a few watermelons back.

Wash it, put it in a well water bucket, and keep it on ice.

Ready for dessert.

soon……

"It's dinner!" Huang Lei shouted.

Cook up!

The dish is on the table!

Rice, serve!

Everyone sat around the table and started to eat...

A pickled fish.

A small stir fry.

A fire burns the snow-capped mountains.

"The food is hard enough!" Wei Daxun was squeaked.

"Da Xun, try it." Huang Lei laughed.

Wei Daxun was rude, picked up his chopsticks, first tasted the pickled fish, then the small stir-fry, and finally picked up a tomato clove sprinkled with white sugar...

"Director Huang, I feel that if you are not an actor, a singer, or a director in the future, you can just open a small restaurant." Wei Daxun sighed.

The crowd laughed.

"In the future, if I open a small restaurant, you will be a waiter and the designated business will be booming!" Huang Lei took a piece of fish and ate it happily...  

"How is that possible!" Wei Daxun said unconvinced, "Director Huang, I think I should be able to be a cook too, and let Dahua be the waiter!"

"You can cook?" Liu Xianhua asked curiously.

"That's it!" Wei Daxun said stinkingly, "I have a specialty dish, tofu soup, have you heard of it? That's really... When my father had nothing back then, did he know how to kidnap my mother? Just rely on this A dish! I know, when my grandfather had nothing back then, how could he abduct my grandma?"

"Just rely on, tofu soup?" Liu Xianhua said uncertainly.

Wei Daxun nodded, looking like a child who could be taught.

"Back then, when my father passed this dish to me, he told me earnestly and earnestly that it is better to have a skill in hand! As long as you learn this, at least you don't have to worry about starving yourself to death." Wei Daxun talked eloquently, "Finally , In my perseverance, hard work, and study myself hard, I have learned [-]% of my father's craftsmanship, and the remaining [-]%, my father said, that is the taste of experience, and it can only be understood."

Everyone is thoughtful.

He Hao pondered for two seconds, "It's so mysterious, you just want to not break the corn tomorrow, right?"

Wei Daxun: "..."

Damn!

It was actually seen!

This is awkward!

Wei Daxun stood up excitedly and shouted 0.6, "Brother Ritian, do I look like that kind of person?!"

He Hao glanced at him and nodded slowly.

Wei Daxun; "..."

Looking at the eyes of the others...

Wei Daxun smiled embarrassedly, "I don't want to show you my family's craftsmanship! Why not break the corn? In this way, tomorrow, I'll make tofu soup first, and after it's done, I'm going out. Break the corn!"

Everyone: "..."

This part-time job is hard work!

No face!