"So, have you been a soldier?"

Xiaohui's father, Spur, spread his limbs in a chair, faced the sun, lying in front of the supermarket with sunglasses, and a glass of orange juice was placed on the steps beside him. He was as lazy as if he was on the beach in Hawaii. The sunshine that was about to fall was warm on him, and the old man enjoyed it unmovedly, but judging from his picky expression, he seemed to think that there were a few big girls who ran through him from time to time to perfection.

Wang Cheng squatted beside him and began to tell his mercenary career again.

"Yes, so to speak, although most people call us special forces, I later became a mercenary."

Lao Shi listened without saying a word, "But it seems that you have never killed anyone."

Wang Cheng blushed and said, "How is that possible?"

Old Shi shook his huge body and said lazily: "There is nothing to be ashamed of not killing anyone. Of course, there is nothing to be grateful for when he has killed someone."

Wang Chengdao: "I just don't hurt innocent people."

"Ha! An innocent person." Old Shi hummed and stopped talking.

In the middle of the street, Wei Jin's people had already set up a studio, and they were still the last carts. The last person, and even the photographer, were the last one. The only difference was that the soprano was replaced by the director of the commercial. This time they became more familiar with the work. Those who connected the power and those who set up the frames. Even those who were in charge of lunch box knew to greet the fat boss in advance: "Boss, please follow the number of last time!"

I watched them busy and deeply realized the truth that "money is efficiency". In just a few hours, they set up magnificent living rooms, European-style towns, and green lawns in every corner of the shed. Everything about the picture, the scene is beautiful and makes people feel like they are there. Of course, the clothes boxes, mineral water bottles, and scattered wires outside the camera will never be seen by the audience-

When they were ready, Caterina also came and asked the director with a smile: "How to shoot?"

The director raised his hand and greeted, "Xiao Zhao, Xiao Zhao, bring the box over!" and then said, "Let's get a set of palace clothes first."

Xiao Zhao brought the box over, and Caterina picked up the Western-style dress with round cuffs and said laughing and crying: "This is a man's style, and this is what the prince's horseman only wears when he hooks up with a girl dancing around the bonfire."

The director was ashamed and had to scold Xiao Zhao and said, "What did you do?"

Xiao Zhao said pitifully: "We have never served a real princess before."

Yekaterina smiled and said, "It's okay, I have clothes, you guys wait."

In a moment, when Caterina appeared in a retro palace outfit, everyone widened their eyes. Among these people, I was the one who spent the longest time with her. Although I was prepared for it, I was still shocked: the long dress was simple and gorgeous, which made her beautiful figure look irrelevant. What's more subtle is that the clothes were not cramped when worn on her. We don't have to worry about the princess' weight being affected in the reasonable range of variables. There is an old Chinese saying that a woman's perfect figure is called "one point to lose weight and one point to gain weight". Now it seems that it is not a perfect state - you have to make 5 kilograms of wealth! Naturally, the cost of this set of clothes is not comparable to that of the horse suit.

Ekaterina walked over slowly, looking at us speechless, holding our hands to the ground and laughed and said, "Everyone has discovered it. The advantage of this outfit is that if you want to be chaotic, you will definitely fall." People were amused by her.

The director who came to his senses hurriedly asked someone to take over the protagonist of today - a diamond necklace and a pair of water drop earrings.

Catherine put on these jewelry and the director said, "We first take a picture of you walking on the grass. When you walk here, you need to look back and smile. At this time, the shot will be taken on the earrings on your side. Which side of your face are you more satisfied with?"

Yekaterina said inexplicably: "You mean my faces are asymmetrical, right?"

Director Heran said: "Many actresses only have confidence in their faces..."

"Then let's go right. I'm used to looking back from the right. Is the smile you want to look back and smile gentle? Charming? Or is it that you want to stop talking?"

"Uh..." The director was stunned for a while and said, "I'm going to stop talking!"

"Then I'm ready."

The director shouted: "All departments should pay attention to it, walk around the lawn - prepare and start the computer!"

Caterina slowly walked up to the lawn when she heard the sound, and when she arrived at the marking point, she looked back and looked back with pity. The little broken jade in her ear was also swaying, and she seemed to have endless melancholy.

The director shouted: "Card!"

The scene reporter and the photographer both asked, "Is it OK to director?"

The director looked at the replay in the small camera and said, "Beautiful is beautiful, but the princess's face is so eye-catching. Who can still notice that this is a diamond advertisement?"

Everyone nodded.

The assistant director said: "Why not only the camera is given to the ears?"

The director said angrily: "Nonsense, Mr. Wei spent 5 million just to get an ear?"

The photographer said: "Let me do this, I will follow the princess in a while, and I will always ensure that only one-third of the princess' face is exposed."

The director stared at the replay and said, "One-third is probably not possible, but the audience still needs to see clearly that this is a princess."

The assistant director said again: "That's one quarter."

The director sighed: "It's the first time I've been working on it for so many years." A group of people discussed the proportion of princesses that should be exposed - they were not so particular about making third-level films. Caterina grimaced at me from afar.

I looked at it for a while and felt someone behind me. When I looked back, I was quite surprised. The person standing behind me was the foreign leader who brought someone to the streets of the royal mansion. When I saw him, he was standing behind me with his crotch with his hands covering his crotch and watching the fun. When I saw me turn around, he raised his hands and said, "I didn't bring a gun."

"It's okay to bring it with you!" I looked at him and said, "How did you come out?"

"We should say we didn't go in. I've said that we have legal gun carrying documents. The most important thing is-" the leader said proudly: "We didn't shoot a single shot on Wangfu Street, which is a fact, so your government can't do anything to us."

I pulled him outside and frowned and said, "What are you here? Do you want to find someone to beat you with a nunchakus or do you want to continue playing with the Russian wheel? This time I will find someone to accompany you to play outside the street."

The leader waved his hands repeatedly and said, "I'm not here to fight you, our boss wants to see you!"

"Your boss? Where is?"

The leader said: "Let's find a secluded place first."

"Let's go, tell my office to go."

When I arrived at the office, I sat down on my own, put my legs on the table and swayed, "Where is your boss?"

The leader said solemnly: "I will introduce myself first, my name is Charlie."

I said impatiently, "I'll call you out your boss!"

Charlie covered his crotch with his hands again and said calmly: "I think it's necessary for you to remember my name because our boss said we might work together in the future."

My eyes rolled and said, "If you talk nonsense, I will ask someone to let the dog bite you! Call your boss out!"

Charlie hurriedly reached into his pocket, and I sneered, "Where is your boss in your pocket?"

Unexpectedly, Charlie nodded seriously and said with a pious look: "This is the most magical place. Our boss is everywhere. Let him tell you personally." As he said that, he took out a semiconductor radio from his pocket, placed it respectfully on the table, nodded at me and said, "I'll avoid it first."

I sneered slightly because I knew that it was probably a bomb, but it was too disappointing for the other party to use such clumsy means to make me trap. Wang Cheng said that the pile of guns they were confiscated was worth at least tens of thousands of dollars, which was too shabby compared to this bomb.

Charlie put down his thing, turned around and went out, but he didn't walk far away, so he stood at the door and stood guard. Judging from his performance, the explosive power of the bomb should be very limited. I took the semiconductor a little more carefully. Judging from Charlie's position, I had the ability to dodge even if this thing exploded, so I was not too nervous.

This is a semiconductor that is so ordinary that it cannot be more ordinary. The metal shell has been touched very round and the style is also very old. In the morning, the old men and ladies in the park almost all this thing.

I looked over and over again and found nothing abnormal. When I was about to take it apart and check it inside, the semiconductor suddenly spoke by itself: "Hello, He Anyi."

I was shocked. It was not surprising that semiconductors could speak. What was strange was that it could greet me independently! I was stunned for a moment, and then I thought: This might be a mobile phone that was converted into a semiconductor - but this was very puzzling, because it was understandable to convert a bomb into a semiconductor, but what's the use of changing a phone into a semiconductor? Just like when you celebrate your friend's birthday, you hide an elastic caterpillar in your birthday cake to make a joke with him, but it would be too boring to empty the cake and then put an Italian pie in it?

Then I thought: This may be a recorder converted into a semiconductor—

The other party probably knew what I was thinking, saying word by word: "He Anyi, I am right across from you. In order to avoid you suspecting that this is a recording, I will tell you the current time: 11:00, you are wearing a black armored shirt, but a flower-colored T-shirt inside - do you think others can't see it? I can't see it in the lower body... I can't see it in the lower body, stand up and tell you."

I was shocked and quickly visited every corner of the house. Semiconductor laughed in a crafty way: "Do you suspect I installed a monitor in your house? It seems that your brain is not slower than Xiaohui, but you still have to be disappointed. I will tell you again. I am in this little box, and I can see your every move clearly."

I quickly wrote two words on a small note, and covered the semiconductor with my hands and said, "If it is really what you said, read these two words to me."

Semiconductor "looked" and asked in confusion: "Baba? What does this mean?"
Chapter completed!