Li Yishu looked in the tube, struggling with whether he was choked or mocked for eating something like a woman.

"This is Xiaolongbao, the kind without soup. I asked the store to help you make it smaller, one bite at a time. Eat slowly, don't choke." Assistant Zhu Yile continued to hand over the goods.

The people in the column group looked at him, just like the servants who served the young master in ancient times, serving him very carefully.

Everyone: "…"

It's big enough! No wonder there is so much black material, I deserve it!

"Cough cough! Cough cough cough!" Unexpectedly, even so, Li Yishu was choked by his saliva.

The assistant Zhu Yile was used to it and handed him a glass of water while skillfully patting him on the back.

After Li Yishu finished coughing, he quickly drank it.

"Do you still eat it?"

Li Yishu, who was choking and crying, waved his hand: "What are you eating? You're almost choking to death."

"I've asked them to make the stuff small enough. If it really doesn't work, you'll have to drink porridge in the future."

"Then forget it, just choke, you must choke. You must eat things. If you drink porridge every day, I will have to drink it to death."

...

After breakfast, the director interviewed Li Yishu as planned and asked how old the girl he liked was; whether she liked to wear skirts or pants; whether she had long hair or short hair...

"I have no idea."

Director: "Well, are there always any standards?"

Li Yishu shook his head: "No. If you have to say, if there are any standards, as long as she is a woman."

As long as it is a woman who can cure her misogyny, it has nothing to do with age or appearance.

"Then your standard is too low, right? It will definitely scare the audience in front of the TV. In your answer, as long as you are a woman, then all the women in this world meet your standards for choosing a spouse."

Li Yishu nodded: "Yes, but unfortunately, so far, I haven't met the right girl."

"You don't have standards, so how do you know if the girls you meet are right?"

Li Yishu took out a very ancient sachet: "This."

The director was a little confused: "This? You mean, I hope the right person can do handicrafts? This is also a standard, right?"

Li Yishu shook his head: "No, there is a piece of talisman paper in this small bag."

While saying that, he opened it, revealing the appearance of the talisman paper inside.

To be honest, this talisman paper looks similar to the talisman paper sticking to the forehead of a zombie in the movie.

But he looked serious and said mysteriously, "If it is the right person, but when I meet her, the talisman paper will shine."

Director: "..." It's a big deal.

Barrage: [The director is going crazy!]

[This is a love show, not a feudal superstition program.]

【Are we stupid? He even believed this?!】

[Speaking of banning broadcasts, some people here are promoting feudal superstition.]

[Puchi... Didn't you see the director's expression? Hahahahahaha... It's so funny! I'll bet on ten buns and she must be stupid.]

...

Seeing that he was completely uncooperating with him, the director was too lazy to continue, as he had already had topics to do.

He posted the first mission to him - to arrive at his destination on time based on the clues on the mission card.

"What is this place? The tallest building...the Pearl Skyscraper?" Li Yishu looked at the prompts on the mission card, a little unsure.

You can't bring an assistant or drive, you can only find a way to go by yourself.

Li Yishu cleaned up and went out.

It was a sunny day outside, but the sun was not shining on people.

The column team gave the big black umbrella in his hand a big close-up, and a special effect will be added later - the weirdo's logo.

When he went out, Li Yishu turned his head and asked them: "Do you want to bring an umbrella too?"

The people in the column group shook their heads collectively. Are they also people who have seen the weather forecast?

It will definitely not rain today.

"I've brought it!" Next to him, Zhu Yile, an assistant outside the camera, raised the folding umbrella in his hand, and reminded the people around him whether to bring one with him as well.

Column Group: I have been following the weird guy for too long, will I become strange?

What’s even more strange is that after Li Yishu went out and when he walked out of the stairs, he would count: “1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9…”

Then he suddenly lifted his umbrella to his head.

The people in the column group were confused.

The audience watching the show was also in a state of confusion: Damn?! Do you have to count if you hold an umbrella?

Obviously, they were thinking too much, and they saw that Li Yishu's umbrella had just been put into pieces, and a group of pigeons flew over their heads, "click", "click", "click", and a string of bird poop fell down.

Except for Li Yishu who was holding an umbrella and assistant Zhu, most of them were caught.

People in the column group: "..."

Audiences who saw this supernatural event: "…"

Li Yishu continued to walk forward with an umbrella a few steps. When he arrived at the roadside, he blocked the umbrella forward.

There is no need to see at all, a car passed by and a pool of sewage splashed.

The column group without umbrellas: "..." The new clothes I just wore today.

Audiences who saw this supernatural event: […]

[Are you sure this is a coincidence? Why do I feel...he seems to be in a very unlucky way?]

【Coincidence?】

[It is already possible to foresee the tragic future of the column group.]

[Puchi...Isn't this the legendary reincarnation of the broom star? Hahahahaha...]

...

Soon, they realized the power of this broom star.

But in half an hour, he encountered ten major disasters by a very "coincidence". Either flower pots fell from the sky, or the shelves next to him fell, or the car traveling almost had a traffic accident.

It’s finally time to arrive soon, and you can encounter a traffic accident ahead. If you can’t get there, you either walk by yourself or go far away.

No, I can't spare you even if I go far, because a car quickly followed behind my butt, and it was a traffic jam and I couldn't go anywhere.

Let's walk, another group of pigeons flying from somewhere, "smacking", and the bird shit was thrown down.

Just above the head.

Li Yishu's face turned blue.

The column team that was attacked again also had a blue face: OK, is this really just a coincidence?

The only person who escaped was Zhu Xiaole, the assistant wearing a hat: Do I have to wash my hat again?

audience:【……】

[Hahahaha... I thought I had already avoided the umbrella before, but I didn't want to come.]

[Puchi... Is this group of pigeons the same group as before? If so, they will definitely have a grudge against the black material king, and they all chased them here.]

[It's okay if you are unlucky, but you still have unlucky with others. After the identification is completed, this must be the reincarnation of the broom star. No one will get good things when they meet him.]

[Covering my face. Thinking of such a beautiful face, I was kissed by bird shit, why do I feel... I can't kiss anymore...]

【Cannot lick the screen.】

【Cannot lick the screen.】

【Cannot lick the screen.】
Chapter completed!