My funeral anchor, a concern to the entire network is scared!

After learning about this, Xiaoshan immediately arranged people and started investigation along this direction.

Zhang Fan was returned to the funeral shop with the corpse after Xiao Shan took a verbal check.

At this time, Xiaozhuang’s funeral was not completely over, and Zhao Kai was not at home, and Zhang Fan had to prepare in advance.

Although it is a beggar version of the beggar, there should be no shortage of parts. At least let people eat four dishes.

Since he has no relatives and friends, his funeral wine can only be eaten by him and employees.

In addition, in this half -hour, Zhang Fanxin’s concern has been completely spread online.

Undested false maintenance, witness the devout believers at dusk!

At this moment, the wind direction of the entire Internet began to change.

Chapter 54 Fake Wine Mourning, Changhong Funeral, you give you a saying!

Since Zhang Fan was taken away by Liu Jun, he returned to the funeral shop in advance, more than three hours.

During this time, Zhang Fan was pushed on the cusp because of a live video.

Wang Tiger’s traffic harvested, and other bloggers were also in the end.

I didn’t dare to sting before, because I was afraid of being followed by the funeral brother. Now everyone has entered, not blank!

The real hammer videos poured into the Internet, and the marketing number was a variety of magic reforms. Netizens have passed on, and the funeral funeral brothers seem to have collapsed.

Many netizens have followed the wind, but Zhang Fan still has a group of iron powder.

They kept sending private messages to Zhang Fan, refreshing the list of attention,@, waiting for a response or follow -up.

Finally, paying attention to the list of new members, and the real hammer Zhang Fan’s Wang Tiger, the iron powder finally relieved.

After the mood is relieved, you should get up!

When you get the momentum, you ride your face output, all kinds of ridicule, and arrogance.

Now that we have paid attention to, it is our turn, right?

[Newspaper! The funeral brother has paid attention to Wang Tiger! .

The funeral army entered the venue and spread the news. The people who ate melon joined the follow -up brigade again. Wang’s comment area was quickly drowned.

[Oh, how did you be followed by the funeral brother? .

[Is it good to think about it? .

[Xiao Huzi, how do you plan to break this wave of this wave? .

[The video has been drawn frame by frame, and the appropriate statue is being selected! .

[Ask if you do n’t understand, which is the first of this boy, which one is the first? .

[Regardless, put it off together! .

[I have known that Wang Tiger is not a thing! .

[The time to settle the account after autumn is here, let me see how fast the funeral brother pays attention to! .

【…】

After the Wang Tiger’s comment area, fans did not let go of other popular counterfeit bloggers.

No one is let go, leaving footprints one by one, Zhang Fan does not come, they sell Zhang Fan in the comment area.

[@【【【, Funeral brother, follow him! .

[@【【【, This kid just said you are missing virtue! .

[Changhong funeral anniversary celebration, special launch …]

【…】

As more and more netizens learned the news, the direction of the Internet has begun to reverse.

Funeral shops.

Zhang Fan has prepared the same as the white matter, and the rest requires three people to do it.

So, after asking the progress of the funeral through social software, he notified the tramp’s funeral by the way.

After doing these, Zhang Fan opened the Bodium Eagle again.

Simply flipped the comments and messages, he knew that Wang Tiger had no need to clarify himself.

I thought that Zhao Yong was almost back, and planned to brush the short video to grind time.

This time is also the same city channel.

After about seven or eight minutes, Zhang Fan finally found a potential customer.

In the video, an old man named Wang Danjiu is tasting.

“Later, wine is a good thing. No matter what dish, you can eat it, you must match the wine!”

“The old man is almost ninety this year, and I don’t drink much. Three or four a day, the waist is not sour and the legs, the body is great!”

“Liquor, it is indeed a good thing to inherit thousands of years!”

The old man gave birth to a thumb, showing a charming smile.

In the comment area, netizens’ comments are also very friendly.

[! Uncle’s body is so good, but you can’t be greedy! .

[There is no problem in one day and three or two, don’t have more than half a catty! .

[Yes, yes, blood circulation and blood stasis, the old man is an expert at a glance! .

【…】

“The mentality of the old man is really good.” Zhang Fan murmured.

At this moment, the system’s prompt sound is raised.

[Drink 4215 times, 103 alcoholism, 100%drinking probability next time, 0%of the mortality! .

[Life and virtue and goodness, you are about to go to the end of your life. It is recommended to pay attention to it! .

“Oh? Is the longevity of life?”

Hearing the system’s prompts, Zhang Fan was looking for.

This is what the system should do. Do n’t always pay attention to some accidental deaths and let others take me as a evil door.

After thinking about it, Zhang Fan was silently followed.

But this time, he did not sell goods in the comment area, but admired the elderly.

[Good at noon, I have a chance to respect you. .

After ordering attention, Zhang Fan left.

Nympho

11 o’clock.

Xiaozhuang’s funeral has reached the end, and the hanging and worship session is over. The rest is to eat funeral wine.

In the funeral session, most of the owners want to be abbot by themselves, that is, the parents of Xiaozhuang.

The widow started to enter the venue. Here, the task of Zhao Yong was over.

As a result, the two rushed back to the funeral shop.

After reading the basic information of the tramp, Zhao Yong helped look at the days, and said that cremation must be completed before 4 pm.

As a result, the three accelerated their preparations and contacted their partners, and sent people to the crematorium at noon.

Nympho

at the same time.

At the funeral of Xiaozhuang.

Zhuang Father Zhuang’s mood is very dignified, but after all, this is his son’s funeral wine. He must eat and drink for friends and relatives.

The early death of Ying Nian was completely different from the end of the old life. The widowed guests were very sorry, and the atmosphere at the scene was a bit bleak.

In silence, the funeral began.

Sitting at the main table, Xiaozhuang’s straightforward relatives, and the worst table of crying.

A table banquet, almost no one moved chopsticks.

Among them, the most sad is the second uncle of Xiaozhuang.

Uncle Zhuang is a liquor lover. He has a small winery herself.

In the old saying, the nephew was in front of the door.

Xiaozhuang’s second uncle has no children and no daughter, and has loved Xiaozhuang since he was a child, and almost regarded him as a pro -son.

After half a catty of wine, Uncle Zhuang gradually choked and began to show his heart.

“Hey, Xiaozhuang, Xiaozhuang, what do you say what you are riding that broken motorcycle, today the white -haired man sends black -haired people … Uncle does not want to live!”

As for, he even blamed the matter on the head of Zhuang.

“Brother, don’t I say you, Xiaozhuang wants to buy motorcycles, why don’t you agree?”

“Even if you disagree, why not let him tell me, a broken motorcycle, I buy it for him!”

“You let him ride a horizon out, isn’t it looking for death?!”

“You dad, it might not be as good as Xiaozhuang to me after an hour!”

“Hey, he is not obedient … blame me, I thought I said a few words, he wouldn’t ride.”

Hearing that Xiaozhuang’s father was not angry, but he lowered his head ashamed.

He was a little guilty about this.

I knew today that even if I smashed the pot and sold iron, I would get a regular car for my son.

“My big nephew, I didn’t drink a few bottles of good wine, and my uncle didn’t drink it for you … Hey … Uncle drink for you!”