If he thinks he has finished his identity, Zhong Jiuyin pokes Ai Yuanyuan again.
"What about you? Hurry up and prove that he is a writer. The person with an invitation letter is superior. After the coercion, I will coerce you."
Ai Yuanyuan was distressed: "How do the writers confirm myself? I can't write this book to you on the spot?"
Those who can be called a writer generally bring their own books when they introduce themselves. Some of them have been published, and a certain book is selected into the textbook ...
But the personal script did not provide her fake certificate in this regard.
"I can't confirm myself," Ai Yuanyuan said, "And there is no need to prove myself, I am a writer, the genuine price."
Yuanyi: "Do we don't believe it. Why can't the writer get a simple dance invitation letter from his own social influence and status?"
Ai Yuanyuan: "I don't believe you are a musician, Liang Zhi is a dancer, and Brother Yan is a chef. Do you have to write a song on the spot to prove himself? Or let Yan Ying brother immediately make a five -star hotel chef.
The dishes come out? "
Liang Zhi's weakness: "If the identity is not false, that is ... you are a three -run painter, a third -rate writer.
"What do you say?"
Both of them are quiet, and the atmosphere is weird.
At this time, a prompt pops up.
Zhong Jiuyin looked at him, his eyes continued to stare at Ai Yuanyuan, and answered him: "No."
She was standing around her and Liang Zhi, who was standing next to her. She disrupted her position when she painted it. Now Yan Yan stood on her left hand.
Liang Zhi was sprayed and hid back.
At the foot of the "blood" murderous scene, Ai Yuanyuan was all talking happily, and the lens on the one -layer was aimed at it. This is not a good environment.
Zhong Jiuyin returned to the moment in a second and said, "It's ironic, it can make a man look like a few words."
"What about you? What do you think?"
But in a quiet environment, I thought about it, and a ray of thoughts ran out of the fence of the brain like a cow who yearned to the sky. I thought about something else.
Yan Yan's movement was stagnant, but she still didn't turn her head to look at her.
For example, in the miscellaneous thing, the wrong kiss with Yan Yan.
In "Amazing Killer Obviously Make Grandpa Love", the male and female protagonists are because of an unexpectedly touched mouth, which has a different mind, and gradually becomes a loving little couple who wants to get each other from each other.
Those wounds after healing have new organizations, slightly protruding than normal skin, and have a sense of presence.
"The dancer showed a dismissive look, and it was very different from the messenger of the righteousness of the heavenly righteousness who had been helping to help. Obviously, as a famous dancer, he looked down on those scammers who said big words to pack himself."
If you do n’t do it, your brains are not good, your status is not good, it is not good.
Ai Yuanyuan nodded sweetly, rehearsed in his heart, mobilizing his emotions and tone.
"This is a bit difficult." She twisted her eyebrows and said, her expression was slightly anxious when thinking.
How did Yan Yan know the words behind her? After listening to Ai Yuanyuan, he said: "Then we all think so is to ridicule the identity of the three.
Notice."
"Why are you always scratching?" Yan Yan asked again.
It seems that I will continue to talk with him impatiently, or I may care about asking him about his inexplicable concern.
It seemed that they brought them into a car briefly. The sound of heavy rain cars was isolated outside. There was a subtle relationship between the two of them.
"‘ What qualifications do you have to judge whether I am a third -rate painter! ’The painter seemed to be stepping on the cat, and his voice yelled at the proud dancer."
"The dancer said a few words of ridiculous words, and the musician had not had time to play the round field. The writer who bowed his head and did not say a word suddenly said that the three men had changed their faces, she said ..."
She is not able to do anything, and her tone is more lazy: "Really."
"Just touch it." She said casually.
They didn't look at each other, but they just imagined that maybe the hanging arm is very close, otherwise why can they feel the temperature that the other party is close at hand?
Yan Yan didn't speak anymore, and when Ai Yuanyuan's lines were judged by the broadcast, the sound after magnifying was covered with other noisy and detailed sounds, he said, "Don't bear it."
"Oh, no need," she said inadvertently, "Thank you for caring."
A very light voice, he also blocked the wheat head of the radio equipment. Everyone's attention was on Ai Yuanyuan. No one noticed his subtle movement.
"Triggering key plots."
Nothing, just these two words.
There is time limit, and I want to get as high as possible, and the content is not too strong, it is really not easy.
It seems that the original owner hasn't had an experience of kissing people, so is this considered the original clean body and her own clean soul?
Yan Yan's lips are soft ... Of course, the point is not this.
Then, will she and Yan Yan's pure life -savvy relationship, will she slowly deteriorate?
The cattle in the brain were still running wildly, and Yan Yan's clear and nice voice came.
It's Ai Yuanyuan's plot again.
When Ai Yuanyuan said the words, Yan Yan suddenly asked: "The wrist pain?"
"drop--"
He didn't name it, but his body tilted and his eyes looked at her. It was really specifically asking her opinion.
The lip -opening arc is very small, and she also lowered her voice.
Zhong Jiuyin stared at it, and his fingertips still rubbed his wrist.
Zhong Jiuyin stopped Mo's movement, but his palm was still covered on it. Her lips moved slightly and asked, "Don't bear it?
But the human brain seems to automatically add the frosted glass to the environment, so that they only focus on themselves, as if ...
Ai Yuanyuan received 70 % of the rewards of the plot. Yuan Yi and Liang Zhi were applauding. Yan Yan also raised his hands to take two or three times.
… Wait, so for a long time, it is not a messy bedside reading, but documentary literature?!
The stunning killer accidentally crossed the other world, wanted to retire, met a beautiful man, and kissed the accident ... Shelings like her pirated life.
Everyone helped think, Zhong Jiuyin was also trying to think hard, and he unconsciously touched the scar of his wrist.
She was wondering if this kiss would cause any chain reaction.
Then calmly said: "The program group is not a non -reasonable Party A. For the sake of the show, they will care about any problems in the game."
They all looked at the front. Except for the simple sentence in verbally, it was told to the other party. No other places could see any suspicious part of whispering.
The voice of the narrator came out again, and suddenly raised it, which was frightened by everyone.
"... You can get out of the camera for a little time, and let the special inviter of the program team relieve you."
Yan Yan even thought, will the clothes have been exposed to her in such a distance? If she moves a little her fingers, will she touch her hand? Then he is better not to move, the camera is taken, and the person is maliciously taken by others.
Screenshots can cause unnecessary trouble.
"Brother Yan?" Ai Yuanyuan called him.
"Huh?" He looked up and looked at it, his expression was free.