Chapter 243： Who are you bluffing?

Chapter 243 Who are you bluffing?

How can there be people in the wilderness?

Qiao picked up the little dolphin vigilantly, "Who are you?"

A tattered, "blood-stained" uncle walked out of the darkness.

Qiao frowned. The clothes were clearly costumes. Those so-called "bloodstains" were not even plasma. They looked a little shallow, like ketchup.

"Are you an actor?"

Uncle took a breath and said, "A group performance."

"Then why don't you go to the front for filming?"

"There are too many dead bodies in the front, I'm being lazy."

Qiao Yi: "..."

The first time I heard that being a group performer can be lazy.

"Little brother, do you still have milk tea, can you give me a sip?" The uncle stared at her and smiled brilliantly, showing two rows of big white teeth.

Qiao Yihan, "No."

Dare to beg for food?

"What about the food, I think you are here for a picnic. There is always something to eat. I have played the dead body in the morning until now. This broken crew does not give a bite of food and is very hungry."

Qiao Yi: "..."

Before she nodded in agreement, the uncle had already turned and walked in the direction of Qiao Yilai.

Qiao quickly turned and chased after him.

Just listen to the uncle's cry out--

"Hey, which young master are you from, do you have bodyguards for picnics?"

Song Bai's face was cold, and he grabbed his uncle's hand neatly and cut it behind him.

"be honest."

Uncle was cured by him, unable to move, yelling pain.

"Thun, Thun, little brother, I just came to beg for stuttering. I don't have to use force to treat it, right?"

Even though his face looked dirty, his eyes were piercing and bright, which was particularly energetic.

Qiao thought of what the little dolphin asked her just now, and pointed at the fallen leaves on the ground with his feet, "If you can tell what kind of leaf it is, I will let you go."

Uncle glanced, and said quietly, "I don’t even know the leaves of the elm tree."

Qiao pointed to another slender leaf with a completely different shape, "What about this one."

"Bamboo leaves."

Joe paused, and reached out his hand and pointed casually, "What kind of tree is this."

"Acacia."

"What about that?"

"Ginkgo."

……

Uncle answered all the questions and talked about the plants in the forest, and the little dolphins were stunned.

"Qiao Yi, let him go, I don't think he is a bad guy."

Qiao smiled and touched the little dolphin's head, and asked thoughtfully, "Dare to ask the uncle's last name?"

Uncle paused, "Nobody, not enough to talk about it, not enough to talk about it."

"Song Bai, let him go."

Song Bai listened to his orders and let go.

"Oh, you guys, you are a little bit harder when you start." The uncle complained while rubbing his shoulders and pulling on the tattered shirt on his body. The director gave me a chance to show my face. I saw that the clothes didn't pass, and I was sure to be snatched away."

"If you show your face again, it will be a dead body. What's the matter with it."

"Hey, brother, you don't understand this, you are a layman at first glance.

For the role, where is the difference between the light and the high, the dead body is also a part of the scene, although its proportion is not as important as the male and female protagonists, it does not mean that it is not important.

Did he die on his stomach or on his back? Was it stabbed to death, or wiped the neck? Do you give a face or a look before you die? To face up, do you let him talk, or let him spit blood? If you want to spray blood, how much? How high is the spray? They are all exquisite, not as simple as just a little special effect makeup lying there. "

Qiao listened to him silently, without any special reaction.

Uncle was a little anxious, "Young man, have you listened to me?"

Qiao smiled and took out a pack of Zhou Hei Ya's duck tongue out of the lunch box and handed it to the uncle. There was something in the words.

"Are you a group performer?"

Who are you bluffing?

(End of this chapter)