Salted fish dressed as Xiaofubao of the age

Chapter 784
After notifying Yue Qingqing and Gong Qiming, Gu Tiantian's wishful thinking of the young couple also came to nothing.

Both sides had to find another way.

Gong Qiming and Yue Qingqing sat on the side of the road and looked up at the sky.

The sky is so blue, the sun is so big—

It's hard to make money—

Gong Qiming never expected that he could still worry about money when he was with his junior sister?
Little Junior Sister is born with luck of wealth.

It's a pity that they are empty-handed now, and all the income from their labor just now has been scooped up by that miser Tang Zhubiao.

It's hard for a clever woman to cook without rice. They have no capital, and it is very difficult to do anything.

Are you really going to serve the plate?
Gong Qiming asked Yue Qingqing, "Is there any way to make money quickly?"

Yue Qingqing thought for a while, "Probably, it's all written in the criminal law."

Gong Qiming suddenly froze, and the one who was hit didn't even want to say anything.

At this moment, the two heard two barking dogs, and turned their heads to see a super cute little white dog being brought out for a walk by the owner.

Many people on the road, especially girls, couldn't help looking at the little white dog.

The little white dog stood up humanly and bowed to each other, his wet eyes were like beautiful crystals.

The girls clutched their hearts and immediately couldn't walk. They bought some sausages from a nearby shop and walked towards the uncle who was walking the dog.

The uncle is also very talkative, allowing a few girls to feed his little things.

After the person left reluctantly, he nodded the puppy's head.

"Just lie to eat and drink."

The puppy flicked its tail triumphantly, as if it had become a genius.

Yue Qingqing and Gong Qiming looked at each other, their eyes lit up.

Their eyes were bright, but the director team felt dark.

"What inspired the two of you?"

"I have another feeling of foreboding."

Now they understand that this variety show without a script is the most difficult one they have ever led.

Gong Qiming can't use common sense to deduce this person at all.

The girl brought here looks obedient, cute and pretty, but every time she can connect with Gong Qiming's strange brain circuit.

This is the legendary flock of like?
Sure enough, the premonition came true.

The florist's loudspeaker worked again.

"Look, take a look, we brothers and sisters first came to Guibao Land, because of the black-hearted program group, we are penniless, so we dare to make a fool of ourselves here, I hope all the young and old, girls and elder sisters will show mercy, take a look, take a look, rich Those who don’t have money will be in the money market, and those who have no money will be in the personal game.”

Tang Zhubiao's heart trembled.

"What are they talking about?"

The other directors also ignored the other monitors and just stared at this side.

One of them remembered from the director of the costume drama crew.

"It's a bit like the rhetoric of Tianqiao performing arts?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, Gong Qiming failed to sell his autograph, did he really plan to sell his art?
It turns out they were right.

Gong Qiming stood on the spot and turned two somersaults, the small pedestrian street became his big stage.

Some of the passers-by didn't see Gong Qiming's face clearly, they couldn't help but stop and applaud just looking at that vigorous figure.

Yue Qingqing didn't know where to find a brick, and raised and lowered the knife in her hand.

With a snap, the brick broke in two, and the girl got up and cupped her fists, showing her small white teeth.

The contrast between cute and violent is simply mouth-watering.

Qiao Jing beside the editing and directing team's eyes went dark, and only two words echoed in her heart.

it's over...

Will Gong Qiming still have an image in the future?

It's no longer possible to accept idol dramas.

In the future, he will play the domineering president who pushes the heroine against the corner, dragging coolly and using the subwoofer to say "You are such a tormenting little goblin".

Will the audience make up their minds for the next second that the domineering president throws his body up and rolls two somersaults, and then smiles evilly at the heroine.

"Woman, you are playing with fire!"

Ah bah, what kind of idol hero is this?
Whose hero is jumping up and down like a monkey to make money?

(End of this chapter)