Longing for the Life of the Entertainment King

"Buddha said, who will go to hell if I don't go to hell!" He Hao poked his finger on the other person's forehead with a sympathetic look, "After the show was broadcast, I must have been mistaken by others for being lazy, and countless posts attacked me and scolded me. I, think about it, I have endured such a big grievance, can't I turn my grief and anger into appetite, eat a good meal, and comfort myself?"

Zhang Zifeng: (ー〃)

Makes sense!

I was speechless!

No work, no work!

How can you say so much truth!

Great!

The atmosphere was calm again.

Zhang Zifeng was holding a paintbrush and started painting on the drawing book...

Look at He Hao, the nib of the pen rubs against the paper from time to time, making a rustling sound.

He Hao didn't notice...

soon.

Zhang Zifeng showed a complacent affection.

Sketch, complete.

I saw a Tengzhu leisure chair on which a person who seemed to be unlovable, sketched a few strokes at random, but it was a three-pointed painting! 4.7

There is also a line of cartoon characters next to it -

I'm going to eat, and beat me if I don't agree...

However, after looking at the painting, Zhang Zifeng bit his pen and thought, as if... what else is missing?

A flash of light!

Little H!

And...a few people who cook.

Hehehe...

Zhang Zifeng smiled and continued to draw...

until……

A faint voice sounded in my ears, "Little girl, you are so black on me, are you really afraid that I will beat your ass into eight pieces?"

PS: Why break it?

No jokes.

If you are not satisfied with what you write, you can only think while trying to move bricks.

The chapters without jokes are all running accounts, and I look embarrassed.

The book will be more, more may be very slow. .

Chapter 076 It seems that the grass on the grave is already three meters high [Subscribe]

"what!"

Zhang Zifeng was startled!

Turning his head to look, He Hao's body didn't know when to come over. He was too focused just now, but he didn't notice it at all.

"Come on, hand over the drawing paper, and I will treat it like nothing happened." He Hao showed a 'kind' smile.

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It is impossible to pay!

I have been studying art for so many years, and this is the most artistic painting I have ever painted!

However, look at He Hao slowly clenching his fists and propping up his arms...

She even made up her mind about what was about to happen.

The opponent jumped, grabbed himself, and like a chicken, he placed himself on the right leg of his lunge, with his arms clamped around his waist, and his big palms, towards his dolphin. slapped away...

The picture is perfect!

The more Zhang Zifeng thought about it, the more scared he became.

And then... just cried.

He Hao: "???"

Nima!

It's a bit of a surprise!

He Hao felt a little numb in an instant. It was the first time he encountered such a difficult problem.

so desperate...

I was thinking about how to comfort each other.

Zhang Zifeng took advantage of his absent-mindedness, and rushed out of the mat with a stride.

He Hao: "???"

He Hao turned his head to look.

Zhang Zifeng smiled brightly!

He Hao: "..."

Yangtian sighed.

You are really too young.

Girls are born liars, and the other party is also an actor.

Weakly spread out on the chair.

Sure enough, within a few minutes, everyone who was cooking was laughing like a barbell...

This game must be pulled back.

But how to turn it?

He Hao began to think...

Sunset West Mountain.

Tired birds homing.

The food is fragrant.

With a hello, everyone gathered at the dining table and began to eat.

While eating, everyone laughed and chatted.

He Hao is a little absent-minded...

Seeing that everyone had finished eating, when He Jiong and Zhang Luo cleaned up the dishes, He Hao finally had a flash of inspiration!

Got it!

Hahaha!

I am a genius!

Today, we must brutally kill these guys who dare to laugh at me!

It'll make you feel so sick in a while, you won't be able to sleep!

Twenty o'clock.

Everyone gathered around the table in the room and continued to chat...

To be honest, they really want to sleep.

However, the lens is not enough, but also to make up.

chatting chatting...

He Hao walked over with a smile, "What's the point of chatting, why don't you all play a game?"

He Jiong's eyes lit up, "What game?"

He Hao took out two playing cards from behind and said with a smile, "Fight the Landlord."

Huang Lei shook his head, "There is one short of three, one less than four."

He Hao had been preparing for so long, how could he be easily persuaded and said with a smile, "To tell you the truth, I, Fighting Landlord, have no opponents, so I'll just play two tables. How about it?"

The rest: "???"

Damn!

It's been a long time since I saw someone like this!

The last time I took it like this, it seemed that the grass on the grave was already three meters high.

"Okay!" Huang Lei made a final decision.

then……

Two decks, dismantled.

Licensing.

The bet is set.

The bottom bet is a note, the bomb is doubled, and every round is now knotted, no matter how much, it must stick to the face...

First round, start.

He Hao was not polite at all and called the two landlords directly.

left.

"'Spring', does anyone want it?" He Hao asked.