"Mr. Song." Hao Bufan bowed solemnly in the direction of Song Yu.
Song Yu's eyelids twitched!
What, does he want to talk to me about Hao You turning into a ghost? In fact, he also knows that Hao You turned into a ghost? Should I cooperate with him and directly say that I have seen it, or should I pretend to be shocked?
When he came to participate in the show this time, he was reversed so many times that he was a little confused now and couldn't understand anyone's thoughts at all.
I don’t dare to predict...
"Master Hao, what did you say?"
Hao Bufan thought of his unreliable uncle, his mood became worse and his tone became a little heavier.
"My uncle doesn't like men."
Song Yu: "Ah?"
"Not to mention your appearance, if we are together with you, I am afraid that the overall appearance of our Hao family will be lowered by you."
Song Yu:@##￥%…
Song Yu's face was like the neon light at the entrance of a hair salon, turning from red to green to green, and his eyelids were shaking crazily...
Looking at his expression, Hao Bufan thought he had guessed it correctly, and then said again.
"Mr. Song...I'm serious, I want to say that he really doesn't like men."
"And at your age, it's not too late to still think about selling your position."
"This is strictly prohibited. I hope you respect yourself. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude. I can help my sister-in-law get a divorce, or I can help Sister Xiao get a divorce."
"Our Hao family doesn't have much, except money and lawyers."
After he finished speaking, he rowed away in his wheelchair.
At this moment, the director team who stayed on the mountain also came over.
Seeing him carrying a camera, Song Yu had to give up and go find Hao Bufan to explain.
"Only shoot me?" Song Yu pinched Renzhong.
Yes, the sad Mr. Song can’t even pinch his eyebrows now. The pain has transferred from his eyebrows to his temples, turning into internal injuries.
The photographer nodded: "Yes."
"Mr. Song, don't you want to be on camera?"
"The director said he's not here, so it doesn't matter if you're advertising your own product."
Song Yu: "..."
I suddenly felt like I didn’t want to fight.
Maybe people all have this kind of bad nature.
He wanted to go home and sleep. Although the program team was immoral, they still had a lower limit and would not go in and secretly film him while he was sleeping.
But as soon as he entered the door and saw the two coffin-shaped refrigerators, his mind could still maintain his sanity, but his legs had already moved out.
I’m glad I didn’t throw the camera guy out too.
"Mr. Song, please pay attention to your health," the photographer said.
Before Song Yu could say a few formulaic perfunctory words, he heard him say again: "I'm still young. If I fall, it will hurt for two days at most. If you fall at your age, you might break your bones."
Song Yu...
Isn’t there a mute person in this program?
Does he need their concern?
No! Need! Want!
"Thank you, but I think I'm pretty good." Song Yu said with a fake smile on his face.
"Is it true that the program team doesn't provide any tasks? You have also seen that my wife is not here, and I have nothing to do now." Song Yu asked.
The main reason is that the food is too expensive!!
"Yes, yes...but I'm afraid Mr. Song won't be able to do it. It's quite hard." The cameraman replied.
Song Yuxiao: "I'm not afraid of hard work."
"Okay, then go catch the locusts."
"There are also loaches."
The smile on Song Yu's face froze: "What are you catching?"
The cameraman patiently repeated: "Catch loaches~~~ They are the kind of loaches that crawl in the ground and can survive even if they are broken off. They can be used as bait."
"And the grasshoppers - the grasshoppers you just ate for lunch."
Song Yu:!!!
Song Yu covered her mouth and ran into the toilet again.
The cameraman outside shook his head~~
This mental quality is not that good either...
"I'm going to the Taoist temple."
"Mr. Hao can copy scriptures, so can I, right?" He asked with a smile, looking directly at the camera screen.
If the cameraman says no, then he will directly say that the Hao family is causing trouble and treating every guest unfairly.
If the camera said it was possible, then he would also ask for some charms for himself...
Otherwise...he won't dare to sleep tonight!
He just asked Hao Bufan whether his uncle's corpse class was still in the mountains.
"Okay, you can go and copy it, but you have to pay a 10-point ticket before entering."
Song Yu:???
Camera guy: "You won't even give Daozu the tickets, how can you prove that the money you copied is sincere?"
Song Yu:@##￥%…
......
I don’t know if it was a psychological effect or an environmental influence, but Song Yu felt refreshed as soon as he walked in.
He originally thought that copying scriptures would be a very boring task, but as he continued to copy, he found that his mind became calmer and those distracting thoughts were reduced a lot.
Moreover, the Taoist temple not only provides pens, inks, paper and inkstones, but also water.
It's the taste of this water...it has an indescribable texture...
It looks like water that has been left out overnight for a long time...
Although he had never drank overnight water, he just had an indescribable feeling.
It's just that he hasn't written anything for a long time. Although he was busy all afternoon, he didn't produce many copies of the finished product.
The points equivalent to the program group are 12 points.
He earned two cents in one afternoon, which was less than what he earned by tightening screws in the factory.
"Would you like to work another shift in the evening? There is a factory nearby that has temporarily taken over a batch of work and needs some people to work in the evening."
"The work is not tiring, and I can still sit and chat, but I can't play with my mobile phone."
The camera guy said from the side.
Not to mention, Song Yu's live broadcast room was very popular this afternoon, and maybe he was purified by Dao Ancestor, so everyone's anger became so bad.
"What kind of job is it?" Song Yu didn't dare to accept it directly this time.
"There are no bugs this time, not a single bug!" the camera guy said, patting his shoulder.
Song Yu: "That's..."
Camera guy: "Pick up the soap."
Song Yu: "What did you pick up?"
Camera guy: "Pick up soap~~It's soap~~Pick up~soap!"
The camera guy thought he was confused while copying scriptures, so he shouted loudly on purpose.
His shout was heard clearly by not only Song Yu, but also Hao Bufan, who was copying scriptures in the room, and rowed out of the room in a wheelchair.
He didn't speak, just sat in the distance and looked at Song Yu quietly.
Song Yu:.......
Song Yu: "I'm not..."
The cameraman turned around and glanced at Hao Bufan's wheelchair: "Mr. Hao can't go, so you can't pick it up together."
Song Yu:@##￥%…
Pick him up for a big-headed ghost!!
Before the camera guy could say anything earth-shattering, Song Yu hurriedly said, "I'll go to the backyard to find the Taoist priest to ask for amulets" and ran away.
The photographer stood there waiting for ten minutes and saw no one, so he went to eat.
Although he has 20 minutes left to go to work today, he can eat while filming Sky Realm.
But Mrs. Hao is so kind, has invested so much money, and treats her employees badly, so he feels guilty even if he fishes.
So after eating, he went directly to squat in front of Song Yu's house.
I plan to shoot when Song Yu comes back...
As a result, I squatted and fell asleep on the hammock at the door.
When he woke up again, it was already dark. He turned around and saw the lights in the room were on. He got up and turned on the camera.
Seeing that the door was open, he went in directly.
Then...
He saw Song Yu kneeling on the ground, knocking against a... no, half a pig's head!