MTL - Breaking up, No Joke-Chapter 119

Qiu Feng stood next to him and looked at Bai Yu wearing the aqua blue antique dress. When he took the first set of photos and rested, he said, "Don't you think this dress is really ugly?"

“Jewelry advertisements are usually made by women, but my next Song spokesperson is responsible for the advertising of all the industries under their name.” Bai Yu is also full of melancholy. “Their advertising model has been fixed. It's hard to come up with new ideas."

"Actually, it is good for men to shoot jewellery advertisements." Qiu Feng comforted him. "This way you save a piece of jewelry money for your wife's mother." "Do you think my mother-in-law will have these jewels?" Bai Yu lifted his chin. The direction is the female jewelry he just took on his hand.

Qiu Feng thought, he actually forgot that this company is the Song family, how can Song mothers lack jewelry.

Two people sat side by side in the chair and did not speak.

Song Shiyi walked in through the doorway, and everyone who raised his hand to indicate the advertising shed did not have to say hello to himself, and then walked silently.

He sat next to Bai Yu, took the latter's hand, pinched his sweaty palm and said, "What's wrong?"

Bai Yu conditioned his head and slammed his head on Song's shoulder. He was just about to talk. He remembered that there were many people around the advertising shed, and he quickly lifted his head and looked around.

Everyone, including Li Jie, all looked down on her busy work, as if she had not seen the interaction between Bai Yu and Song Shizhen.

Bai Yu’s heart rested on the man’s shoulder and said, “It’s good to shoot this advertisement.”

Song Shiyi saw the clothes worn by Bai Yu on his lips: "This dress is not for you."

"Advertising mode is too old. Everyone is fixed on this female star. If you suddenly change to a male star to shoot, I am afraid that it will rebound." Bai Yu said.

Song Shizhen’s eyes flashed through deep thought. “If you have any idea, just say it.”

"For a different shooting mode, think about it from a male perspective. Well, just give me a change of clothes, I think the effect may be good." Bai Yu shrugged.

The aesthetics of these people is entirely the old lady.

Song Shiyi helped him to dress up and said, "You have to communicate with the cameraman. I am waiting for you here."

Bai Yu did not suspect him, got up and left.

Qiu Feng took out two cigarettes from the cigarette case and handed it to Song Shiyi, but the latter refused. He shrugged and stuffed a cigarette into it.

"It's so clean and self-satisfied, it's no wonder that Bai Yu will be so desperate to you." Qiu Feng used a lighter to light the cigarette and ridicule him.

Song Shizhen’s look is unchanged, saying: “How are you thinking about it?”

"Think about it." Qiu Feng whispered. "I just don't understand. That person is the big brother of Bai Yu. Why do you want to shoot him?"

Song Shiyi remembered what Boblan said to himself when he left the new southwest. His eyes are dark. If Boblan is only a brother to Cypress, he will not shoot Boblan.

"Don't worry about this matter."

"You asked me to help Bo Ying's big brother, but told me not to know why you want to move him, you are not..." Qiu Feng looked at Song Shizhen's eyes can not be described in words.

Song Shizhen looked at himself, and Boblan had already called his father, so it must have been for a long time.

In fact, Song Shiyi also understands that the Bai family has been rooted in the new southwest for too long. As the saying goes, the strong dragon does not press the head snake. Even if the Song family really wants to work with the Bai family, they can't take much advantage.

However, if Boblan wants to do something to the Song family, he will not be able to take advantage of it.

Qiu Feng reached out and took a shot of Song Shiyi's shoulder. "Over the years, it's hard to see someone really like you this stuffy gourd, and Bai Yu's person is really good, but the buddy has to help you."

Song Shiyi looked at him with a deep look and faint anger: "Put your hands down."

Qiu Feng: "...Your cleanliness is intermittent, or specifically for me."

It is clear that ten minutes ago, Bai Yu could still rely on Song Shi’s shoulder to spoil, and after ten minutes he was just holding his hand on his shoulder.

Song Shiyi gave him a cold look. "He will be jealous."

After that, Song Shiyi got up and walked in the direction of Bai Yu.

Qiu Feng began to seriously think about whether he should find a stepmother for the little fat man.

I haven't been in love for a long time, and it is really uncomfortable to be forced to feed dog food by this pair of husbands.

Song has his own official micro-cast, which was specially used to release the company's new product advertisements, and this evening, Song's official micro-cast updated a video.

One is the short-term advertisement for the new season of the spokesperson, and the autumn is cured.

Blue waves, blue sky and white clouds.

A piece of leaves slowly floated, and then was caught by a rose. There is a rose garden here.

The priest dressed in the British style of the gentleman appeared in the rose garden, his face was full of smiles, because he deliberately used the makeup to dress up the old reason, he smiled, the fine lines appeared in the corners of his eyes.

"My prince, I should wake up."

The handsome man is close to a rose, whispering, and the low and dull magnetic sound.

There is a light blue in the center of the rose, in the center of the distinctive flower buds, look closely, the center of the flower seems to lie alone. This is a miniature version of Bai Yu.

A pair of light blue eyelids opened their eyes, and the miniature version of Bai Yu jumped from the flowers in a light blue costume. He smiled and opened his arms to his handsome butler: "My knight, you are coming. Pick me up?"

A blue ice flower suddenly appeared on the screen, which slowly grew from the flower buds and eventually bloomed into a dazzling blue enchantress.

At this time, a familiar, hooked, low-pitched male voice suddenly sounded on the screen: "Be my master, when will you pick me up?"

【Ah ah ah ah ah! ! ! The ear is going to be pregnant, one big one and two small cypresses, come to the arms of my sister! ! ! 】

[I licked the advertisement three times, quietly looking at my wallet, Mad is too poor to buy jewelry! 】

[This creative sister advertisement I give ninety-nine points, one more fear of your pride, giving you a chance to rise. 】

Song’s jewellery advertisements removed An Lin’s advertising newspaper and replaced it with a British style gentleman’s attire. The advertisement newspaper also added a line of words [belonging to my master, when will you pick me up? . 】

After the advertisements came out, the new jewels and the heart of the ocean came to the market. Because this product is mainly for the people, the price is within the tolerance of the ordinary people. After the listing, the sales are hot.

Bai Yu: "I make money!!!" The little watermelon standing next to him has a calm look: "Hey, you said it many times."

"Where are you going to take me?" Bai Yu looked at the little watermelon and pulled himself toward the door.

The small watermelon coveted, and said: "I haven't seen the egg for a long time."

Eggs?

The natural stupid dog who likes to sleep next to the toilet?

Small watermelon pouting: "Baby, let's go to the next door's uncle's house to pick up the eggs."

Bai Yu thought of this, their family's eggs before the big dog flowers next door, the two dogs in private, and then not long, the flowers are pregnant.

The neighbors of the villa next door are also a good-tempered one. They are not angry when they see dogs that have their dogs abducted. They just say that the eggs are left in their homes and then the flowers are produced.

Before Bai Yu was busy with work, he forgot the matter of the egg. Now that the little watermelon is lifted up, Bai Yu decided to take the stupid dog back.

The little watermelon is happy to follow behind Bai.

The servants next door knew them, smiled and opened the door for them, then took them to the backyard.

"Now this time, the egg should be walking with its sons, just in front, hey, look." The maid pointed to a group of dog scorpions not far away.

Small watermelon, Bai Yu: "..."

Just as they were a hundred meters ahead, the egg was walking high in the front, and its buttocks followed by five or six limbs and short, the overall very round dog scorpion.

The shit-promoting **** regiment is patrolling his territory and is very happy.

The flower buds are not far away watching the eggs and the dog scorpions walking, and the sly little **** looks so fierce.

Small watermelon: "Eggs, go home!"

The egg heard the familiar call, the action of walking, the furry dog ​​head turned incredibly, and then saw the small watermelon with a surprised face, and the complex face of Bai Yu.

"Hey..."

The eggs spread out four small short legs, flew and ran over, and then screamed around the side of the small watermelon, the tail swayed, the dog was a little excited.

The dog scorpions saw the leading egg run away, first stayed, and then stumbled in the direction of the egg, and the milk screamed toward the cypress.

It is obvious that the two strangers will not pose a threat to their babies, take back their sight and continue to bask in the sun.

Bai Yu squatted down and picked up a very fat puppy. "It's really heavy."

The puppies' watery eyes looked at Bai Yu, and the sly nest was cleverly placed on his hand.

The other puppies screamed anxiously and they wanted to be hugged.

The small watermelon holds the egg in his arms, and the happy face is licked. It is hair. "Do you want to take the egg home?"

"Of course." Bai Yu loved the spoiled little fat dog in his arms, and he had some thoughts in his heart.

He remembered that the owner of the dog had said that the flowering pregnancy also had the merits of the egg, so the born dog scorpion Bai Yu would like to hold one back to raise.

Thinking of this, Bai Yu glanced at the small watermelon and the egg, and the egg was here. The wife and the child were hot-headed. Presumably, they would not be willing to leave, so the idea of ​​a small watermelon is bound to fail.

Just thinking, Bai Yu felt that his clothes were pulled by the small watermelon. He looked at the child's expectation and said, "What happened?"

The small watermelon plunged over and whispered: "I can't beat the egg, I want this!"

Said, the small watermelon is embarrassed to point to the chubby dog ​​in Bai Yu's arms.

Bai Yu: "..."

The expression of the egg suddenly became fierce "Wang!"

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