Chapter 168

The old man who wrote the Spring Festival couplets looked up and was surrounded by people. He was shocked. He put away his stall and was about to run.

"Don't you encourage stalls as long as you don't occupy the location of public facilities?" muttered while doing it. "Just drive people. You also find people from TV stations. It's like the scene of the rule of law. Hey."

The movement in his hand should be the cruel role of the urban management before.

Nanxi and Chen Mou Cen are not the people who explain. Huang Yi came under the bodyguard's brother's arm, grabbed the old man who carried up the living table and said with a smile: "Sir, you misunderstood. We are from the entertainment company next to us, not the urban management. If you want to borrow your stall to make a short film, it will take 10 minutes."

The old man looked around suspiciously, pulled Huang Yi away, pointed to the bodyguard brother and asked, "look at their clothes. It's urban management. Little girl, I think you're kind. You're an urban management United TV station to interview some things temporarily?"

Huang Yi pulled out the work card from her clothes, handed it to the old man and said, "look, we are really from the entertainment company next to us."

The old man took over the work card, looked it over and over again, and handed it back: "Oh, you want to borrow my stall to shoot things, don't confiscate my guy?" the big brother who gave the money looked like an official. I can't blame him for being timid.

"Yes, don't worry." Huang Yi walked back with the old man.

The old man shakily propped up the stall again and gave his place to Nanxi: "write."

Nanxi held her pen and didn't drop the words. Huang Yi had 13 minutes to look at her eyes. She whispered, "Xixi, can you write couplets?"

"Let me think." Nanxi looked at the couplet written by the old man in the distance and fell into meditation.

Behind Huang Yizhao's brother, the man in front of the bodyguard, nodded his head in a gesture of "shush", helping awesome small guards.

Someone took out his mobile phone to secretly shoot. The bodyguard just opened his mouth to remind him. Chenxi had already pressed the other party's mobile phone and said seriously, "don't shoot without permission. Thank you."

With these angel like fans, Huang Yi is much more relieved. She quietly stares at Nanxi thinking and prays that her little ancestors must return to calligraphy. But Nanxi has never been exposed. She should hold it.

To be on the safe side, Huang Yi took out her mobile phone and delayed the application time with Shuo Shuo Fang by half an hour.

The trembling party agreed and continued to play the advertisement they cut Nanxi photos for half an hour, temporarily pressing the progress of the flash screen.

Speaking of calligraphy affected Huang Yi's childhood memories. Her mother reported to her calligraphy class when she was a child, and the teacher persuaded her to quit after three days. The teacher suggested that she might as well sign up for a chef class. She is less interested in things other than eating.

Her mother refused to give up and forced her to take flower arrangement class with her classmates. The flower arrangement class lasted a little longer. I vaguely remember it for two months. The teacher doesn't have much opinion behind. The parents of other students have great opinions. All kinds of reactions can always find junk snacks on the children.

After checking, the six children in the class had the same caliber, which was given by Huang Yi.

Only Nanxi didn't care. She ate the spicy strip given by Huang Yi and pushed away the teacher's hand to take away the junk food.

He raised his arrogant little face and threw a disdainful cold hum at several black children: "after eating other people's food, he praised others as good people when he was happy. When something happened, he offered others back and was scolded for you. Did Huang Yi force you to eat?"

The students and parents were flushed with anger. Nanxi didn't intend to save face for them. She bit the spicy strip given by Huang Yi and continued to expose it: "I remember Huang Yi stepped in and only played with the mud at first. One day at noon, you saw the delicious food in her lunch box and took the initiative to chat up with her and share the food. You just don't want to share it."

The words of the 10-year-old made the parents ashamed and gave up the move to continue.

So far, Huang Yi loves to stick to Nanxi and feels safe with her. Did she ask Nanxi if Nanxi's father and mother let her eat those snacks?

Nanxi blinked her delicate apricot eyes, lowered her voice and said, "you should use your brain to do things. You know what the other party hates. Don't always shake it in front of others. There's no need to scold yourself, right."

Feeling Nanxi also likes to eat, but she never goes home to eat. She basically eats at school.

Re recall found that the original IQ gap between the two people is by no means the gap opened in recent years. They have not been at a high point since childhood.

Chen moucen arranged for several people around him: "after a while, she starts writing. You cut into the lens from her hand and take pictures along each she wrote. When she has finished writing, you give the Spring Festival couplets a panoramic view, and finally the lens cuts to her upper body. It's best to take pictures in a downward oblique angle. When she finishes her lines, it's over."

Zhou Jie, who was holding Sony 4K, padded his toes and almost gave it to He Yi, who accompanied him downstairs to watch the excitement. "Go and move a stool."

He Yi stares and wants to talk back. Who does the greasy man order?

When Zhou Jie secretly stretched out three fingers, He Yi clenched his fist in response, and Zhou Jie nodded in pain. He Yile walked back to the company to move the stool and ate three 300 meals.

Everything is ready, just wait for Nanxi.

Nanxi still pointed her finger on the brush rod, and her face was thick.

The people waiting had an ominous feeling that Nanxi didn't master calligraphy skills. That's true. Someone else has to write it. The most suitable person is the old man of the stall owner, but the old man's hands are full of senile spots, which is easy to reveal.

There's no ghostwriter, only the idea of changing the shooting center. It's a waste to change the theme given by the problem master.

Everyone looked at Chen Mou Cen anxiously and waited for him to make a choice. It was found that Chen Mou Cen was as stable as Mount Tai, admiring the Spring Festival couplets written by the old man with his back.

Zhou Jie touched Huang Yi with his elbow and whispered, "you'd better get in touch with the little girl who can write calligraphy in the company group to have good hands." you have to find a gunman who meets the characteristics.

Huang Yi imitated Chen Mou Cen's steady appearance and replied in a deep voice: "make a fuss. Don't wait."

Zhou Jie tutted, displeased and retorted, "what a fuss! I call it preparing for a rainy day."

"I think it's like eating salty radish and worrying about light."

They mixed their mouths, and a light voice rang out: "I think so, let's start."

Nanxican smiled and gave Zhou Jie a look of "hard work".

Worry blindly · Zhou Jie quickly picked up the camera, adjusted the parameters and made an OK gesture to Nanxi.

Nanxi waved a brush, and the unruly wild grass left a line of words on the red paper sprinkled with gold foil.

The camera in Zhou Jie's hand was manually operated by her. I didn't see that Nanxi was so beautiful and her calligraphy style was so wild.

After the first couplet is completed, Nanxi moves and sets his foot in front of the blank second couplet. He waves down a large amount and writes the words of dragon, flying and Phoenix. Finally, in the horizontal scroll, the four words of the finishing point are set.

Zhou Jie strode back to take a panoramic view of the couplet.

In my heart, I silently read the couplet written by Nan Xi, except for the four words of the horizontal inscription: shake to send blessings.

There were many numbers in the upper and lower couplets. He couldn't recognize them. He saw God at once.

The next second, the camera in his hand was taken away, and the bent figure jumped onto the stool moved by He Yi.

He Yi subconsciously shouted, "be careful, old Chen."

The words let a slender hand press and hold, and Su Zhu whispered, "don't talk, or you'll beat it in vain."

He Yi nodded and held the stool and the old man's legs.

In the camera, Nanxi didn't see surprise flash on her face. She always kept smiling.

He waved his brush towards the camera, clenched his fist and put his side face on the camera. Wink said, "I'm here with a lot of blessings and benefits. I'll be there for the new year's goods Festival at 8 o'clock tonight."

Spread your hands in front of your lips and blow kisses.

"See how it works."

Chen moucen hands the camera to He Yi, who respectfully takes it with both hands. Finish shooting and look at the finished product. Huang Yi and Zhou Jie, who was almost bad, came together and received a squint despised by He Yi.

Zhou Jie shamelessly pulled up his bangs and put up a finger in pain. He Yi, who was bribed, put down his rejection attitude and click to play.

When the three cats were together, they all said, "OK."

"Very good."

"Very good."

Thanks to Chen moucen's timely holding of the camera, Zhou jiekaton passed a few seconds smoothly. The master is worthy of being a master.

Zhou Jie approached Chen Mou Cen with a big face and didn't come to speak. The other party sneered: "food." without giving Zhou Jie room to react, Chen Mou Cen left with a negative hand.

Word critical hit 100%. Zhou Jie touched his dry eyes with tears and was despised by the master.

He Yi, who got the attention of the master, was in excellent condition and took the camera to explain to Huang Yi: "we used Huazai's" congratulations on getting rich "as the background music 38 seconds ago. For the antithetical panoramic shooting starting in 39 seconds, turn down the music by one time, and then turn down Nanxi's speech by one time in 42 seconds. When she finished, she left a 3-second gap, and all subsequent shots were deleted."

In the final shooting, Chen Mou Cen may not be used to the latest 4K. He didn't press to stop and recorded more.

Huang Yi quickly wrote down the memo and took the camera: "OK, I see. Please."

Cooperate with the bodyguard to escort Nanxi back to the office and give the camera to the editor.

The editing took 3 minutes to produce the film, and the time happened to be stuck at 4:00 sharp. Huang Yi smashed the table depressed. She knew that she didn't bother to apply for a delay, wasting a round of flash screen advertising.

"It's all right. In case they need to add something, send it to the good school team in advance."

Nanxi's comforting words warmed Huang Yi's heart, and bear hugged her little ancestor.

Similarly, after 3 minutes, the shaking party replied, "OK, passed."

The double blow made Huang Yi suffer from deep depression for half an hour. After Nanxi's advertisement was broadcast, she was cured.

Zhang Zhang's eyes were hot, and then the woman personally stood up to refute the rumor, saying that she and LONGYE really loved each other, and LONGYE didn't force her to divorce.

The most outstanding is LONGYE's own speech. He wrote a long explanation. At that time, he and his wife were forced to marry. Afterwards, he regretted that he shouldn't have delayed the woman so much, so he chose to divorce.

During this period, Chen Lu, the little flower of zhongsida who had an affair with LONGYE, stood up closely and supported LONGYE.

For a time, there was a lot of laughter on the Internet. Everyone joked one after another, implying that the public relations team of long ye and Chen Lu was not like their own people, which was probably bought by Mao song.

Originally, the wife of LONGYE Yin's marriage made a statement. He closed his mouth and waited for the storm to pass.

Especially in the evening, there is a live broadcast of Nanxi. He can't occupy the heat for too long.

He had to come out, even if he came out, Chen Lu followed. It seems that people all over the world are afraid that Chen Lu's third party will interfere and destroy others' feelings.

Huang Yi looked at the excitement and was a little afraid. She asked Nan Xi, "will the noise squeeze out the heat of the live broadcast in the evening?"

Nanxi shook her head, indicating uncertainty.

Without LONGYE and Chen Lu beating themselves, they can't squeeze out. It's hard to say now. It's really crowded. I failed to live up to the continuous flash screen advertising arranged by trembling.

Huang Yi poked at the mobile phone screen and scolded: "the adulterer * * is disgusting. He doesn't report early or late. He chose this meeting!"

Suddenly, he thought of something and rubbed his arm in horror: "Xi Xi, as it is said on the Internet, does LONGYE really raise ghosts in Thailand or Bangkok?"

Nanxi didn't understand: "what do you mean?"

Huang Yi hugged her arms tightly and felt cold all over. She said in fear, "you think, Mao song let him squeeze out as soon as he released a new song. Later, you helped Mao song get the first love bean. In the evening, it was your turn to squeeze the heat. Although he may not want this heat to ruin his future, he was very afraid! Do you think it's a coincidence? Will the kid's resentment transfer to you!?"