After what happened yesterday, the director has promised him that he can give him a character of a sporty teenager.
With his peerless looks, wouldn't he become an instant hit and unstoppable?
Bad luck, what bad luck?
In his opinion, Qiao Qiao, the idiot who was being plotted against and didn't even know what was going on, was pretty unlucky.
Thinking this way, Huangmao no longer paid attention to Qiao Qiao.
Suddenly, I seemed to see my glamorous future as the red carpet finale.
So beautiful!
"We ordinary people are really happy today, ah, happy, happy..."
It was beautiful, but then I felt a sense of weightlessness.
At some point, someone dug a big hole under Huangmao's feet.
"ah--"
The yellow-haired man screamed and disappeared from the horizon in an instant.
Unfortunately, the member of the program crew who was monitoring him had diarrhea at this time.
By the time he came back, half an hour had passed.
The staff looked for Huangmao for a long time but couldn't find him. They thought he had finished running and gone to do something else, so they didn't take it seriously.
The window remained empty until noon, and then I realized something was wrong.
But when they found Huangmao, his legs were broken and a steel nail had pierced his testicles. He was lying in the stinky ditch in a very artistic manner.
I don’t know if it was because of the pain, the fear, or the stench, but the little yellow-haired boy’s face was pale, his eyes were tightly closed, and he had long lost consciousness.
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Huangmao's misfortune was of course Qiao Qiao's fault.
But at this moment, she had no intention of watching what happened next.
Because the original body was not familiar with Qingshan Village, but in a parallel time and space, Qiao Qiao grew up in a Taoist temple on the top of the mountain. Now, although she has changed time and space, she cannot help but check whether her base camp is still there.
And apparently, it is.
Why are you so sure?
Because the front yard of this Taoist temple collapsed and the back yard was in ruins.
There was even a big hole in the roof of the main courtyard where the ancestors were worshipped.
That dust.
That beauty.
The shape of the hole.
Wasn't it because she was naughty as a child and poked it with a bamboo stick?
"Why--"
"After working so hard for 30 million, we are now back to where we were before liberation."
“I’m so sad!”
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