My first love got married: I was forced to sing to celebrate

"Master Xing, I'll cut the queue for you. "

"Master Xing, come to me. "

"Master Xing, when will the film come out, we have the money ready. "

Xing Ye did not smile.

Seeing so many people greeting him, he smiled and nodded one by one: "It's coming, it's coming." "

He honestly lined up and did not accept kindness.

However, the person who bought the bread did not leave.

Instead, they all waited not far away, wanting to see what Xing Ye did.

finally arrived at Xingye.

He came to him.

The tone was very kind: "Miss Yan'er, I want to ask you to make a movie." "

The swallow's slender fingers pinched a ball of noodles and threw it into the air.

The dough is swirled.

Bigger and bigger.

Yan'er didn't even look at it, but stared at Xing Ye suspiciously: "Make a movie?"

Sister Xing Ye nodded.

His eyes were fixed on the big cake.

Until the cakes fall into the pan.

He was amazed and said, "That's amazing, you're really doing kung fu, right? I want to ask you to make a movie, and I'll perform your cake making kung fu in the movie." "

"It's called Tai Chi!"

"Oh oh oh, I know, Tai Chi, I'm a fan of Brother Yuan, Miss Yan'er, look at this..."

Yan'er held the board with both hands and looked at Xing Ye curiously: "Fans?

Xing Ye nodded: "Of course it's true, I just came here after watching your live broadcast."

The movie lacks a heroine, and it has never been suitable.

It wasn't until I saw you, Miss Yan'er, that I knew my heroine had been found. "

Yan'er: "Yes. "

Xing Ye was overjoyed: "Great, I'll come to you tomorrow to give you the contract." By the way, Miss Yan'er, can I worship you as a teacher?".

He looked at Yan'er longingly.

Yan'er was taken aback: "Apprentice, do you want to learn to cook?"

"No, no, no, I'm going to practice Tai Chi. "

Yan'er rolled her eyes: "No, we are just practicing and playing, and there is no real kung fu." "

"But..."

"But what, don't look at us as very good at making cakes, but practice makes perfect, and if you do more, you can learn. "

Xing Ye was a little disappointed.

He really likes martial arts.

It is a lover of martial arts.

However, in this world, a lot of kung fu is fake.

He thought he had met a really master, but he didn't expect Yan'er to admit it.

Xing Ye said unwillingly: "Miss Yan'er, I really want to learn." "

Yan'er was anxious: "Why don't you believe it, I'm really embroidering my legs." "

She slapped it in a huff.

Click.

The rotten table that served as a stove was directly torn apart.

Xing Ye: "..."

Fans: "..."

Live room: "..."

Yan'er: "..."

", scared Lao Tzu. "

"Is this really fake? fake, fake, fake, right?"

"Master Xing was stupid. "

"Yan'er: I'm really embroidering my legs. Table: Mom sells batches!".

The corners of Yan'er's mouth twitched.

The face was full of embarrassment.

She looked at Xing Ye with a weak heart.

Xing Ye swallowed his saliva, his eyes lit up: "You call this flower fist embroidered legs?"

Yan'er nodded weakly.

Xingye: "!".

I also want to embroider legs like this.

That's when it happened.

"Let one go, let one go. "

"Alas, white-haired, what about you, get out of the way..."

"Cao, I'm tired of the old man. "

The crowd shook off with an uproar.

Xing Ye also dodged.

He turned his head to look, wanting to know what was happening.

I saw an old man.

The old man carried five bags of flour on his shoulders.

trotted all the way to the front.

Then there was a shake of the shoulder.

Flour to the ground.

"Cao, I'm getting old, I'm getting old, I'm tired and sweating from a little work. "

Xing Ye: "..."