The deep voice made Cat, Cat, and Bear's mouth open again and again, and finally said: "No, boss, we are very touched by what you have done so much. Really, there is no doubt that the first team leader, not to mention the filming team, is still there." For the sake of us and the Yu family tearing apart, wait for the boss, the Yu family won't trouble you, right? Your old man won't arrest you again and put you in confinement, right? Boss, don't worry, if you are arrested, we will be fine. Even if you try your best, you will go…”
Before Cat, Cat and Bear could finish speaking, Feng Nai interrupted him casually, his voice was still weak: "What's the use of your moving me?"
Cat, Cat and Bear: …
Feng Nai didn't look at him again.
After learning what Mo Bei's next project is.
Clutching his trouser pocket with one hand, he walked towards the right.
The whole program is like this, all the guests who pass the customs will get a sponsorship money.
Just because every link is not simple.
Not many guests can pass all the customs.
Playgrounds today are different than usual.
There are zombies everywhere, ghost brides and other costumes.
Below the Ferris wheel is a shooting game.
Each team has an opportunity to switch partners.
The premise is to win among all the people, and then wear the specific clothes prepared by the program group.
In front of the camera, people could clearly see that before getting ready to shoot, Feng Nai raised his eyes and asked, "What clothes?"
"Less... God K won't like it." The new assistant director who followed him almost called him by the wrong name.
Feng Nai didn't pay much attention to it. With a sideways handsome face, he hooped the spear, not hitting a bull's-eye, but hitting a balloon.
The boss didn't know that he was recording a program, so he gave away the plush bear after all ten bullets were broken.
"How many did Ye Bing kill?" Feng Nai asked casually.
The assistant director replied: "It wasn't Ye Shen who was fighting, it was Brother Nan who was fighting, on the other side, it hasn't finished yet."
Feng Nai put down the spear and looked in the direction of the camera.
I saw someone adjusting the focus, his face was not clear, but the posture of holding the gun was very standard, and the back was cold and prominent.
You can see that there are already many people around.
Suffice it to say that someone is playing well.
Feng Nai's eyes paused, then he took out his phone and edited a message: "Your brother and I are recording a show, what about you? What are you doing?"
The assistant director didn't understand why their young master was still sending messages at this time.
It was also said on the bullet screen that it depends on who God K sent this message to.
But obviously, this belongs to privacy.
Of course no one dared to put a camera on the screen.
The only person who knew what Feng Nai had posted.
Probably only Mo Bei was left.
The phone in her pocket vibrated.
The last shot was successfully missed.
Of course, it was the content of that text message that made Mo Bei pause.
I can clearly hear the regret next to me.
Mo Bei himself was fine. After putting down the spear, his slender fingers paused on the phone screen.
Ye Bing stood beside her: "What?"
"It's nothing." Mo Bei raised his eyes, just to see where he was. The only one who can send text messages at this time is probably a certain master.
Unlike Feng Nai, of course Mo Bei would not reply to the message at this time.
And Feng Nai didn't want her to reply to the message.
It's just that someone's last balloon can't be popped.
"God K, are you ready?"
Feng Nai put the phone away, raised the spear, and said in a lazy voice, "Now, as long as I hit ten hits, I can change partners, right?"
(end of this chapter)