At this time, Wang Shuai's eyes opened slightly and he quickly said, "You are hungry at this time, and there is a family in front of you who buys hot and sour noodles."

When Bu Fan heard this, he slowed down his pace. Finally, he stopped, frowned and brushed his stomach with one hand, and looked around. At this time, he saw the one who bought hot and sour noodles in front of him. His eyes widened, he reached into his pants, took it out and looked in, and put it in. After thinking about it, he finally hesitated to lean towards the hot and sour noodles.

As I approached, my straight waist bent slightly curved at this time, and then my face paused slightly on the spot.

It seemed as if he was waiting for the boss to finish the work in his hands, he spoke again.

After a while, Bu Fan found a gap and spoke, "Boss, how did you sell this fan?"

Only Bu Fan was performing at the scene. After saying this to the air, Bu Fan naturally paused, leaving time for the empty boss to speak.

At this time, Wang Shuai, who was not satisfied with the view, automatically gave Bu Fan a play and answered.

He quickly muttered: "A bowl of five pieces, add a piece of stalk, one piece of five, one piece of one, a bowl of one, a boy?"

The sudden sound almost gave in to the scene.

After controlling his expression without moving, he was surprised and confirmed, "Five!"

As if he had confirmed that he had heard it correctly, Bu Fan retracted his face and straightened his curvy waist again. After thinking about it, he shook his head, "Forget it, boss, you are busy!"

After saying that, he turned around without any lingering and continued to walk.

The moment he turned around, Bu Fan's throat squirmed and swallowed his saliva.

At this time, Wang Shuai said again: "You are going to eat the dry food brought from the bag."

After walking a few steps, Bufan stopped and reached out his hand in the air. He tried to take a picture several times but was stopped by him.

After a few times, Bu Fan finally put his hand in the air and patted.

With a hint of nervousness, "I'm sorry, sorry, that teacher, I want to ask if there is boiling water here and there."

Listening, it seemed that someone answered. Bu Fan looked in one direction while listening, and finally pointed at him, "Teacher, where are you talking about?"

"Okay, thank you so much for your teacher, thank you, thank you..."

After holding his fists and bowing, Bu Fan walked in the direction he had just pointed.

Stopped at a place, Bu Fan used his hands to take off the backpack on his shoulder, then took out something from the side and twisted it. Now everyone who looked at him understood that it was a water cup.

The essence of a performance without real objects is to look at the details. If the details are not processed properly, it will give people a very fake feeling.

At this time, Bu Fanxu's hand was half-shaking, glanced inside, raised his head and shook it left and right, and quickly walked two and a half-shaking hand, shaking it twice and then turned over, as if pouring out the things in the cup. After pouring it over, he even shook it with his hand and then put it in with his other hand and dialed it twice.

Then he returned to his original position, turned on...close, put his half-shake hand beside his mouth and blew it inside.

It was too hot to taste it. Bu Fan's tongue stretched out slightly and quickly vented.

After a few seconds, his condition improved. Bu Fan twisted his hand and closed the lid of the cup. He walked a few steps and found a place. Bu Fan sat on the ground and began to search for something. After finding it, he took it out. He carefully pushed it away with one hand, took out the thing, and put it inwardly, and leaned against his legs.

At this time, Bu Fan's legs gathered about ten centimeters, but it gave people a feeling that their legs were constantly exerting force in the middle.

The freed hands were tearing the things hard at this time, and finally tearing them off a piece. Bu Fan held them with one hand and dipped them back and forth in the gap between his legs, and then chewed them in his mouth.

Although Bu Fan was chewing the air, the three of them were present feeling that their saliva secretion was accelerated.

It tastes so delicious.

I was bold in eating but looked around. After a while, I immediately restrained my boldness and chewed slowly. After a while, I increased my speed and started eating...

"good..."

Wang Shuai stood up and applauded first.

“Good, very natural.”

Hu Zhonghua followed closely behind. Although he was sitting in the director's chair and did not move his butt at all, the applause was not stingy.

"Absolutely experienced, otherwise I won't be able to taste this fragrance."

The assistant director next to him also praised this performance without real objects, and even tasted the experience of life from it.

Seeing that the three big guys were already talking, Bu Fan stopped performing, clasped his fists and expressed his gratitude to the three of them.

"I can't afford to be the praise of you."

"Okay, just give me some advice. Where did you come from so much nonsense?" Hu Zhonghua looked at Bu Fan's mouth upwards, and wanted to be proud but pretended to be modest, as if you come and praise me quickly. Hu Zhonghua's eyes hurt.

Seeing Hu Zhonghua going to start walking him on a daily basis again, Bu Fan naturally put his hand in his pocket.

"Stop it. I said, "You guy, can you stop using cigarettes to block my mouth at any time. Just your Hard door makes my throat hurt. If you want to block it, you can't change to a better one."

Bu Fan had just reached the cigarette box's hand. After hearing Hu Zhonghua's words, he put the cigarette box down and took it out of his pocket. He patted his two hands that had nowhere to be placed in the air, and handed it over to Hu Zhonghua with another smile showing his eight teeth.

I couldn't help but murmur in my heart, "I still dislike such a loud brand, but fortunately I didn't take out Nezha, who is usually 80 cents."

At this moment, Wang Shuai stepped forward and smiled evilly at Bu Fan. When Bu Fan wanted to retreat, he slapped Bu Fan on his shoulder, stopping Bu Fan's retreat.

"Boy, I'm surprised at your bones. I will definitely make great achievements in the future. I have a few secret books here, only ten yuan per book. If you can't buy ten yuan, you will suffer losses, and if you can't buy ten yuan, you can't buy ten yuan, you will be fooled. Don't miss it when you pass by. If you miss it this time, you want to wait until next time, but you will pass this village without this store..."

Bu Fan trembled his legs and stopped his imagination, and showed a smile full of truth, goodness and beauty and handed it to Wang Shuai who patted his shoulder, "Master! Are you?"

"How much does it cost to boy?"

What's the meaning?

What does this man mean when he asked this?

Could it be that I want to ask myself to go to the mountains to enjoy the scent of chrysanthemums in September?

Believe it or not, just take out a machete of forty meters and give you a knife to cut the noodles.

"Master, are you?" Bu Fan made up his mind as long as this Master shows his naked appreciation for him, he must let him know what "Ah! What a painful understanding!"

Seeing Bu Fan being confused by Wang Shuai who had left the door today, Hu Zhonghua coughed twice, and said to Wang Shuai, who had been staring at Bu Fan with a strong affection and looked at him with a blooming face: "I say Lao Wang, don't be surprised if you have something to say."

"I didn't explain it?"

Wang Shuai looked at the others in surprise, "Didn't he express it clearly enough?"

"What do you think?"

I really don't know why it's meaningful to argue about such an obvious thing.

Wang Shuai looked at the eyes of everyone and raised his hand over his head, "Okay, I'm wrong, this guy, I have a movie, one of the characters lacks individuals, I think you are not bad. I want to ask how much money you would pay if you come?"

"I'll go, it's not good for you to speak so out of context, sir?"

Bu Fan really wants to ask Wang Shuai in front of him if he was in elementary school because of insufficient teaching staff, all Chinese classes were taught by physical education teachers.

Damn it, and when the physical education teacher who taught Chinese at that time heard this, he thought he could be so angry that he could be out of his soul and become an immortal.

Now that he had said everything, Bu Fan finally understood what this person wanted to express. But after understanding, Bu Fan had a difficult time.

How should I report it? I don’t understand at all. The person who asked for help looked at Hu Zhonghua, hoping to get his help.

"Okay, Lao Wang sat down and chatted slowly, but the person couldn't escape." Hu Zhonghua pulled Wang Shuai to the chair and sat down, and introduced to Bu Fan: "This person is too called a man, and Wang Shuai, who graduated from the same school as me. The difference is that I am in the TV circle and he is in the movie circle. This person has made many well-known movies over the years. If you develop on the road to the entertainment circle in the future, I suggest that you hone your acting skills in the future, which will be helpful to your future development."

After some heart-wrenching dry goods, I spit out, but when I looked at the two people involved, I didn't want to continue talking.

One thought he was slow and was about to roll up his sleeves to speak on his own, while the other thought he didn't say the key points and urged him to hurry up with his eyes.

"Who are these people!"

Since that's the case, Hu Zhonghua was not angry and made a summary directly, "He is alone and has no agent yet. You can talk to yourself within 100,000."
Chapter completed!