MTL - I’m Always the Villain-Chapter 89 20(1)

"Happiness Terminal" will change places every four days. The first stop is a village and town with simple folk customs in the south. There are no cars everywhere, the roads are mostly dirt and stone roads, but the scenery is beautiful and the air is pleasant.

There are large tracts of begonia flowers everywhere in this village and town, and the construction of the houses is also very characteristic. There are huge round drum towers, and some houses are made of bamboo.

Because of its remote location and backward transportation, the economy has not been able to improve. Later, tourism developed for a period of time, and a resort was also built for this purpose. But it backfired. The surrounding tourist sites grabbed almost all the passenger flow. In just a few days of tourism, tourists simply had no time to visit this remote small town.

The program group rented a small resort villa built in this village and town for tourism. The small villa has a front yard and a back yard, and two floors above and below. Because it has been uninhabited for a long time, it also smells of damp and earthy fragrance.

From tomorrow, five pairs of people will receive task cards, and while completing the tasks, they will publicize the specialties of this remote mountain village to drive local economic development.

This is also another innovation of this variety show. In the past, most of the program team chose to go abroad. This year, the director team put all the scenes in China.

Variety shows are not just for making money through traffic, but also for dissemination and guidance.

Instead of using too many resources to publicize the historical sites in foreign countries that no longer need publicity, it is better to use the only exposure opportunity left to help all parts of the motherland that really need to be exposed.

When dinner was about to start, Huo Lingcai was late. There were five couples in total. Everyone was elite in the entertainment industry. At a glance, they could see that the atmosphere before Huo Ling and Yun Yi was a little subtle, but no one said anything.

A pergola was built in the small yard in the front yard, and there were long tables and wooden benches under the pergola.

A few people admired the starlight under the gazebo, and went back to their room at nine o'clock in the evening.

There are no large industrial areas around this village and town, and even the starry sky appears after being far away from the hustle and bustle of the city.

Yun Yan had already returned to his room because he had to deal with the company's affairs.

The show crew did not install a camera in the bedroom. When Sang Jiuchi came in, he had already taken a shower, changed into his pajamas, and was busy in front of his laptop.

Yun Yan didn't look up, and said casually, "You're back?"

Sang Jiuchi made a sound of "um" and began to rummage through the boxes in his suitcase to find something. Yun Yan's face was facing the computer screen glowing with blue light, but out of the corner of his eyes he kept following Sang Jiuchi's figure.

Soon, Sang Jiuchi took out a boxy red long box from a small compartment in the suitcase.

Yun Yan knew what was inside.

He swallowed secretly, and the red color began to spread down his cheeks and behind his ears.

In the more than ten days he lived with Sang Jiuchi, he had collected eleven toys thrown away by Sang Jiuchi, and the one that Sang Jiuchi held in his hand was already the largest model.

Sang Jiuchi still takes this with him when he participates in the show, is he so bold?

Yun Yan forced himself to calm down, and under his faint gaze, Sang Jiuchi picked up the bathrobe and red box and went to the bathroom.

Although the two of them have been living together for half a month, they have always slept in separate rooms. This is the first time they have lived so intimately in a room of less than 30 square meters.

It would be a lie to say that there is no nervousness and excitement.

But he can't show it, it's too OOC.

But now seeing Sang Jiuchi walking into the bathroom with the red box, Yunyan suddenly became interested in teasing. He looked up from the laptop and glanced casually, "What's in that red box?"

Sang Jiuchi paused for a moment, then turned to look at Yun Yan with a scrutiny.

Yun Yan suddenly mentioned it in his heart, Sang Jiuchi's eyes were filled with mystery and strangeness, as if he was calculating something.

The next second, Sang Jiuchi took a step and sat down beside Yun Yan, and pushed the red box directly in front of him: "Are you curious? Open it yourself if you are curious."

Yun Yan: "…"

? ? ?

open, then what?

Yun Yan looked awkwardly away from the long red box: "I'm not curious, you can take it."

Sang Jiuchi pouted regretfully, picked up the red long box and walked into the bathroom again.

When the bathroom door closed, Yun Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

He aimed his eyes at the computer again, his face became serious, put his fingers on the keyboard, and quickly typed a few words: "Has the cause of the car accident been investigated clearly?"

It was a black chat box with no name displayed on the opposite side, only a few "***" numbers, "I found it, the car in which you had an accident was manipulated. Two weeks before the accident, it was sent. The 4S store is supported, and I found out that the owner behind the 4S store is your father."

The murderous aura in Yun Yan's eyes suddenly appeared.

He had guessed that the car accident was not normal. He had had many guesses, whether it was a business opponent, an enemy family, or Yun Yi's mother.

He also aimed his suspicions at his father, but deep down he still hoped that this would not happen.

He could see his father's preference for Yun Yi and Xiao San, but when his mother was alive, he also cherished her, and he was so good to her that he wished he could hold her in his hand.

Yun Yan once thought that he was born in the happiest family, but he never imagined that his beloved father turned out to be this face.

The person on the other side was still typing: "Not only this, but the bankruptcy of your grandfather's family is also inseparable from your father's handwriting. He secretly sold many of your grandfather's business secrets to your grandfather's competitors."

Yun Yan: "Why did he do this?"

***: "Because as long as they have children, the property of the Yun family will never really belong to your father. Five years ago, your mother held 51% of the shares of the Yun family, which means that regardless of the company's surname, Yun, But the actual boss is your mother, and your father is her worker at best."

"Five years ago, your grandfather's family went bankrupt, and after he lost his asylum, your father quickly added funds to the company, and your mother couldn't fight him. 51% of the assets were gradually diluted to 35%, and then he was deceived by your father's rhetoric. , 35% of the shares were sold and the remaining 5%. After your mother died, the 5% of the shares went to your name."

***: "I will package the evidence of the investigation and send it to you later. This is the entire content of my investigation for you. What are you going to do in the future? Call the police?"

Yun Yan: "I will call the police, but not now."

His eyes were like a cold cone in a thousand-year-old glacier, with a cold killing intent, "If all your investigations are true. Since the Yun family is his most precious thing, then I will destroy his most precious thing. "

In the dialog box, a group of compressed packages quickly came.

Yun Yan clicked to accept, and the compressed package was quickly accepted and completed.

After opening the compressed package, Yunyan saw the contents, with detailed transaction records and chat records.

It was my father who bought the chat records of someone in the 4S store who manipulated the car. My father also made a seven-digit transfer to that person through an overseas account.

It turned out that the lives of him and his mother were only worth seven figures.

After reading it, Yun Yan put all the files in the encrypted hidden folder, closed the chat window, and silently controlled the wheelchair to the front of the suitcase, took out cigarettes and lighters from it and went to the balcony.

When Sang Jiuchi came out, he saw Yun Yan's back to his figure.

The balcony did not turn on the lights, only the light in the hall leaked a little to the balcony.

Under the dim light, Yun Yan's shoulders and back jumped up tightly, like a lone wolf tensed up against a hunter.

Yun Yan in this state was like the one he saw on the first day.

Lonely, indifferent and alert.

Sang Jiuchi was slightly startled, put the long red box on the table and slowly walked to the balcony.

Yun Yan turned his back to himself, and Sang Jiuchi could only see his stiff shoulders and the red-spotted cigarette butt.

Ten fingers inserted gently into Yun Yan's hair, Sang Jiuchi bent over and smelled the mint-flavored tobacco between his shoulders, "Are you in a bad mood?"

Yun Yan had been thinking deeply just now, but did not hear the arrival of Sang Jiuchi.

The moment his slightly icy body stuck to his back because of the bath, Yun Yan broke free from his own little world.

After extinguishing the cigarette butt, he looked at Sang Jiuchi, his eyes and expression had returned to normal, "It's nothing, business affairs, finished washing?"

Sang Jiuchi's wet hair fell on his shoulders, and the water droplets immediately fell from Sang Jiuchi to Yun Yi's chest along the place where the two were leaning together.

Sang Jiuchi: "Well, go to sleep."

Yun Yan grabbed a handful of Sang Jiuchi's hair with his backhand: "Wait a minute, sit on the chair, I'll blow your hair, it's easy to catch a cold if your hair is wet."

"Okay." Sang Jiuchi sat obediently in front of the mirror, staring straight at the mirror, not knowing whether to look at himself or at Yun Yan behind him.

Sang Jiuchi's hair was already a little long, Yun Yan turned on the heater switch, swinging the hair dryer with one hand, and the other five fingers interspersed naturally in Sang Jiuchi's hair.

The slightly long soft hair is divided into several strands by itself, and when you blow it, you can smell the nice mint scent.

Yun Yan took a deep breath without a trace, and inhaled the unique taste of Sang Jiuchi into his abdominal cavity.

Seriously blowing his hair, Yun Yan glanced at the mirror and saw the abnormal redness on Sang Jiuchi's face.

The hand that moved his hair suddenly stopped, Yun Yan's eyes swept around the bedroom, and immediately saw the long red box that was left out in the cold.

So big, did you really eat it?

In Yun Yan's mind, suddenly Sang Jiuchi hid in the bathroom alone, raising his waist with difficulty.

The rather spacious bedroom suddenly became cramped.

He coughed lightly, turned off the hair dryer and put it on the dresser, "Okay, I'll sleep on the sofa tonight, you can sleep on the bed, and have a good rest."

After Yun Yan finished speaking, he controlled the wheelchair and placed a pillow on the sofa as if he had fled.

The sofa is quite big, and it is no problem to fit him.

He didn't know how to face Sang Jiuchi, he liked Sang Jiuchi, and he also knew that Sang Jiuchi had a good impression of him. But the two were bound by a paper agreement from the beginning, and their relationship was not normal from the beginning.

The longer they got along, the less he knew how to get along with Sang Jiuchi.

The tacit understanding between him and Sang Jiuchi seems to have been tempered for several lifetimes, but he doesn't know how to take this step in his life.

Behind him, he heard Sang Jiuchi sigh, "Then I'll turn off the lights."

The lights suddenly turned off.

The room immediately plunged into darkness.

Yun Yan lay on the sofa and quickly adjusted to the darkness in the room.

Things that he couldn't see at first were gradually able to see the outline. He turned his head to the position of the bed, and in the darkness, his eyes peeped at Sang Jiuchi on the bed.

The whole village and town went to bed very early. At ten o'clock in the evening, there was no human voice outside, only the noisy cicadas, crickets and frogs.

I don't know how long it took, just when Yun Yan's eyelids were about to fight, he suddenly heard a small low gasp.

Yun Yan hadn't realized what the voice was, and another voice entered his ears.

This time, the voice was clear and lingering.

It was like a little she-cat on a midsummer night, when she was in estrus, she couldn't help but squeak on the wall.

In the darkness, Yun Yan's pupils shrank, and his eyes stared in disbelief in the direction of Sang Jiuchi.

Right in front of him, white space was floating.

It's very regular, but it doesn't seem to be regular.

Yun Yan didn't dare to make a sound, he secretly peeped at Sang Jiuchi's movements in this room like an idiot.

The suppressed low panting began to grow slowly, and just when Yun Yan began to support himself, he heard Sang Jiuchi calling him, "Yun Yan, are you asleep?"

The voice is lingering, and the volume is extremely depressed.

Yun Yan tightened his body, didn't move, and didn't give any response to Sang Jiuchi.

Sang Jiuchi called him again, but Yun Yan still didn't answer.

It seemed to be certain that Yun Yan had fallen asleep, and Sang Jiuchi was bold this time.

His low-pitched voice became more and more rapid, and it was constantly mixed with a person's name.

"Yunyan." "Yunyan." "Yunyan..."

One after another, with the most nostalgic admiration, he kept calling out to himself.

Yun Yan controlled his breathing so that there was no sound. Under the infection of Sang Jiuchi, his hand also began to move towards the target, controlling his own destiny.

Destiny was tightly grasped in his hands, and he was forced to endure the turbulent displacement and wanton erosion brought by life.

In the end, fate unwillingly shed tears of hatred.

Yun Yan opened his mouth silently, breathing heavily, like a fish without water.

In the darkness, Sang Jiuchi didn't know when it had quieted down, and the room regained its previous calm, as if everything that happened before was just an illusion.

Yun Yan looked at the top of his head absently, his face was hot, the hotness quickly climbed to the earlobe, and then spread to the neck along the earlobe.

The violently heaving chest gradually calmed down, and he put his hand on the side of his face a little tired, and he could easily smell the smell of the heather flowers above.

Just when Yunyan thought everything was over, in the darkness, Sang Jiuchi's hoarse voice suddenly came: "Yunyan, you haven't actually slept, I saw it just now."

"You moved."

Yun Yan was suddenly shocked.

Sang Jiuchi's voice came again, with a bit of shame in his tone, "Did you hear it just now?"

A few seconds later, Yun Yan replied dully: "Mm."

Sang Jiuchi: "I'm sorry, but I couldn't hold back just now. We are only in a contractual relationship, but I treat you... Do you think I'm disgusting?"

Yun Yan panicked, "How come?!"

Sang Jiuchi: "Did you also feel it just now? I saw that you seemed to..."

Yun Yan was a little shy, but still said "um".

There was a rustling sound on the bed, and in the darkness, Yun Yan saw the silhouette of Sang Jiuchi stand up from the bed and slowly walked towards him.

He walked slowly, but seemed to be walking fast again.

Yun Yan felt that the sofa beside him sank a little, and a body pressed against him tightly.

The next second, two soft arms wrapped around his waist.

Yun Yan's breathing was instantly confused, and he involuntarily let out a breath.

Sang Jiuchi laughed softly, "A lot."

Yun Yan's brain exploded with a "hum", and the hotness on his face hit again.

Sang Jiuchi: "Do you hate me like this?"

Yun Yan replied dully: "I don't hate it."

Sang Jiuchi kissed Yun Yan's lips: "So what?"

Yun Yan: "I don't hate it either."

Sang Jiuchi pondered: "Then, do you like it?"

Yun Yan's voice trembled slightly: "Well."

Sang Jiuchi: "Let's do it, husband."

In a word, it was like a landmine that knocked Yun Yan's five thunders to the top.

Sang Jiuchi pressed Yun Yan's lips and whispered, "I have opened my mouth."

Yun Yan gave Sang Jiuchi a vicious look, this little goblin!

The next second, Yun Yan turned against the guests, like the most ferocious cheetah on the grassland, biting Sang Jiuchi's neck fiercely.

I don't know how long it took, the two of them had already come from the sofa to the bed.

Sang Jiuchi wanted to open his mouth, but Yun Yan quickly covered his mouth with his hand.

Yun Yan lowered his voice and leaned into Sang Jiuchi's ear, "Next door is Yun Yi's room, don't yell, I don't want him to hear your voice, your voice belongs to me only."

Sang Jiuchi raised his neck helplessly with tears in his eyes, like a dying swan, stretching out the most beautiful and graceful curves.

…

It was getting brighter, and Sang Jiuchi was still lying on the bed, not wanting to move a finger.

Yun Yan was refreshed, got up early and finished washing up, and patiently wiped Sang Jiuchi.

Thanks to "Love Terminal", it's great!

Yun Yan was very careful yesterday, but Sang Jiuchi still had some mottled marks on his body, especially on his neck, where Yun Yan accidentally planted two strawberries.

"Tired? I won't participate in today's show." Yun Yan looked at the powerless Sang Jiuchi lovingly and massaged him gently, "Have a good rest at home today."

Sang Jiuchi glanced at the time: "What time do you leave?"

Yun Yan: "It was half past nine yesterday."

It's half past eight, and there's still an hour left. Sang Jiuchi exerted a little force and sat up with his hands on the bed.

The space duvet covering him slowly slid down with his movements, seeing the mottles that suddenly appeared, Yun Yan shook his head reluctantly.

Sang Jiuchi glared at Yun Yan, "Bring me some clothes, and find me a silk scarf!"

How dare Yun Yan not obey.

He efficiently delivered the things to Sang Jiuchi, but he was still worried: "Or else I won't participate in the event today?"

Sang Jiuchi: "No, today is a one-on-one gang promoting handicrafts in the village. If others lose the opportunity to show their efforts because we didn't show up, others will be very disappointed. It's okay, I'm fine."

Yun Yan's heart was about to melt.

Sang Jiuchi is so beautiful, he appeared in his life like a little angel.

But he not only appeared in his own life, he used his ability to help others, and also filled others with regrets.

This is what a public figure should show to the public, not intrigue or hype.

A public figure can lead and influence hundreds of thousands, millions, tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions of people.

Minors who have not yet formed their three views regard idols as benchmarks and will imitate their actions intentionally or unintentionally. An artist should understand that when he earns the bonus of an artist and receives a generous reward that ordinary people can't match, he must undertake corresponding obligations.

With great power comes great responsibility.

Yun Yan felt that if his child liked Sang Jiuchi, he would definitely accept it.

Yun Yan respected Sang Jiuchi's decision, but still ordered, "Yesterday I was reckless. If I feel tired, I must not say it, don't force it."

Sang Jiuchi looked at his lover's concerned eyes and chuckled, "I don't blame you, I was very comfortable yesterday, I used to be scratching my head, but yesterday finally..."

Halfway through the speech, it stopped abruptly.

Yun Yan glanced to the side awkwardly.

He probably didn't know Sang Jiuchi's little secret, but when Sang Jiuchi accidentally brought it up, he still pretended not to know anything...

…

The main task this time is to live broadcast and bring goods, and in order to adapt to the live broadcast platform of the new era, the variety show director team in the last season has released itself and began to take an unusual path.

She opened five live studios.

"Happy Terminal" was originally supposed to be a variety show editing. Like "Mysterious Adventure Game", it took about 20 days to complete the filming, and then edited into more than ten episodes, with one episode a week.

However, this time, "Happy Terminal" only uses two forms of playback, that is, the edited version and the live version are interspersed.

The edited version will be logged on major platform websites and official satellite TV in a week, and as for the live version, it is only for today.

2 hours of variety show time, and five pairs of daily editing, there is not much time left to bring goods.

The program team was unable to fully demonstrate the craftsmanship carefully prepared by the villages and towns, and was also afraid of doing bad things with good intentions, so that the one-sided display would bring biased evaluations.

Therefore, the program team took a slant to the front, the first episode of the program has not been broadcast yet, and the live broadcast has already appeared first.

The live broadcast starts at 10 o'clock and lasts until 6 o'clock in the afternoon. During this period, they will participate in the production of crafts together with the villagers in the village and town.

A few days just happened to be the weekend, and because the advertisement was released early, the audience waited on the live broadcast platform early.

At ten o'clock, the live broadcast room opens.

There are a total of five live broadcast windows, and the names of five groups of couples are marked on the windows.

Among them, Sang Jiuchi and Yunyan's live broadcast room had the largest number of people.

They all wondered who Sang Jiuchi's lover was.

The moment I saw the name "Yunyan", the entire barrage was boiling.

【Yun Yan? Damn, isn't this Yun Yi's big brother in a big drama? I heard that I seem to have broken my leg in a car accident. Hey, looking at the picture, I am actually in a wheelchair. 】

[Yun Yan is Yun Yi's brother? Ah this, I just wanted to ask Yun Yi if he was embarrassed or not. His ex-boyfriend turned into a sister-in-law. Just thinking about it makes me embarrassed to dig out the earth. 】

[No wonder Sang Jiuchi was so protective of Yunyan before. I heard that Yunyan's temperament changed drastically after the car accident, and he didn't want to appear in front of the public media at all. 】

[When did they meet, it seems that there is a media who can interview them and want to hear them. Sang Jiuchi married Yun Yan, wouldn't it be for revenge on Yun Yi? 】

[Probably not. Sang Jiuchi had blessed each other on Weibo before. If it was for revenge, why didn't he know how to tear it up at the time? There are photos of Yun Yan on the Internet. He is young and promising, and he is also very handsome. If it is not paralyzed, the two are a good match. 】

With the opening of the live broadcast room, the five groups of couples who had separated their actions appeared in the live broadcast room respectively.

Bamboo is planted all around this village, and bamboo crafts are their main output.

Young people feel that bamboo weaving is laborious and unprofitable, so they go out to work one after another.

Although their handmade bamboo weaving is good, the price is also a bit more expensive than those produced by machines.

There are many substitute products like bamboo baskets and bamboo baskets. In addition, the transportation here is inconvenient, and there are fewer and fewer merchants receiving goods over time.

Although the bamboo weaving produced in the villages and towns is exquisite, there is no sales channel, and many high-quality bamboo weaving is backlogged there.

In addition to bamboo weaving, the village also produces handmade woolen sewing handicrafts.

Five groups of couples are responsible for two crafts.

I don't know if it was intentional or unintentional by the program team. Sang Jiuchi, Yunyan and Yunyi Huo Ling got bamboo weaving, and the other three groups got wool craft fabrics.

At ten o'clock, they went to the workshop for themselves.

What they have to do is to learn to make a handicraft from scratch, and interspersed with explanations during the production process, so that the audience can feel the exquisiteness of national handicrafts.

Under the teacher's teaching, Sang Jiuchi and Yunyan quickly entered the state.

The teacher's professors are not ambiguous at all. They are not perfunctory knitting from the middle, but start from the first selection of materials and scratches.

Every step is not omitted, and every step is also physical work.

Yunyan did almost all the physical work. The choice of materials is to choose the right bamboo. First, the bamboo must not have bad insects, and secondly, the color, size, texture, etc. are all very particular.

The two listened attentively, like apprentices who were the most devout and earnest.

Scraping is to scrape off the layer of green skin on the outside of the column, and the technique cannot be light or heavy.

If it is too light, it will not scratch, but if it is too heavy, it will damage the quality of bamboo.

[I didn't know it before, it turns out that a small bamboo weaving is so particular. From the beginning of the selection of materials, it contains the wisdom of the ancestors. You can see that the old master is very skilled, like it! 】

[Of course it's amazing, you don't know yet, bamboo weaving is still an intangible cultural heritage craft in my country. 】

[It’s amazing, no wonder handmade bamboo weaving is expensive, and there is a reason why it is expensive. 】

[But I can't afford it. 】

[Fart, think about how it is cost-effective, don't look at the expensive bamboo weaving, but it is still cost-effective. The same is a basket, ordinary baskets may only sell for 10 yuan, and handmade bamboo baskets can be sold for 30 yuan. It seems that handmade bamboo baskets are three times more expensive, but don't forget, ordinary baskets will break after two or three years. However, the handmade bamboo baskets have been treated with various anti-wear treatments from the time of their production. Not to mention two or three years, they will not break for ten or twenty years. 】

[If you say so, it is really more cost-effective for hand-woven bamboo baskets. 】

[I am a fan of the craft circle, please link, is there any link? 】

The program team was broadcasting live on a mobile phone. Sang Jiuchi and Yunyan kept their heads down and studied hard, without watching the barrage on the phone.

After scraping the green, the bamboo is broken. After going through several processes, they got the thin bamboo filaments one by one.

And this is just the beginning of bamboo weaving.

In Yun Yi's live broadcast room, Yun Yi and Huo Ling were also studying hard. After Yun Yi did it, he would put down his work from time to time to interact with the audience on the barrage.

Because of the interaction, the work progress can not help but slow down a little.

When Sang Jiuchi next door had already made bamboo strips and bamboo silk, they began to scorn.

Compared to Sang Jiuchi and Yun Yan's serious attitude, Yun Yi, who has been interacting with the audience, seems a lot more casual.

If only Yun Yan was doing this live broadcast, it would be understandable, and people would even be willing to interact with the stars at zero distance.

But unfortunately, colleagues are afraid to set off.

There is Sang Jiuchi, who is more conscientious and skillful, in the live broadcast room next door, and Yun Yan's production technique is as weak as a primary school chicken.

Not only weak, but also don't know how to study hard and chat all the time.

Don't be afraid that others are better than you, but be afraid that people who are better than you will work harder than you.

Some people have jumped from Yunyi's live broadcast room to Sang Jiuchi's live broadcast room, watching Sang Jiuchi's crafts with joy.

After the master taught Sang Jiuchi several ways to weave bamboo, Sang Jiuchi and Yunyan began to try to weave by themselves.

After the bamboo strips are made, they generally need to be processed again. Because of the limited time, the master only briefly explained how to deal with them, and then took out the bamboo strips that had been prepared for them.

Yun Yan is not as skilled as Sang Jiuchi, Sang Jiuchi was there to make up, and Yun Yan was always beside him to help him make and polish bamboo strips.

Sang Jiuchi took the bamboo strips and learned the master's technique, twisting the bamboo strips into one arc after another with his fingers flexibly. After a while, a small mini basket was woven.

The old master was a little surprised, he gave a thumbs up: "lady, is this the first time you make up?"

Sang Jiuchi nodded humbly, took the first small basket he made up and interacted with the audience, "Show everyone my debut work."

On the phone, it's all flattering.

[Chi God is really invincible! 】

【What Chishen does looks good! 】

【How can Chi God do anything! so envious! 】

[Chi God, I really want to see you conclude the case! 】

Sang Jiuchi shook the small bamboo weaving, "I plan to draw a fan to give this bamboo weaving to him, so let's count down from now on. The content of the brush is "support handcraft", and I will give it to the fan I screenshotted. Give it to him, okay?"

Sang Jiuchi thought for a while, picked up a marker pen for drawing lines from the side, and signed his name under the bamboo weaving.

In the next second, an all-in-one "support manual craftsmanship" immediately appeared on the barrage.

Witnessed by the staff and all netizens, Sang Jiuchi selected a guest.

The lottery made the live broadcast reach a small climax. After the lottery, Sang Jiuchi continued to make bamboo weaving.

He did not rush to start, but began to look at the workshop.

Not far from the workshop, there are piles of bamboo baskets and bamboo baskets, which don't look like new ones, some time.

Sang Jiuchi asked Master Xiang, "Do you usually make bamboo baskets when you make up?"

The old master replied: "There are also bamboo baskets, sieves and so on, but bamboo baskets used to sell the best, everyone also has a mentality of seeking stability, and bamboo baskets are the most."

Sang Jiuchi pondered for a while.

In fact, many young people today are interested in ethnic handicrafts, but these young people are not worried about firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea. Even if they want to start bamboo weaving, they don't know where to start.

Bamboo baskets are a must for many families and can be used for eggs and vegetables.

But there are also many alternatives to bamboo baskets.

In other words, just ordinary bamboo weaving, they are not dominant.

In order to get out of the circle and revitalize bamboo weaving, it is necessary to make unique things.

Sang Jiuchi thought about it for a while, and already had an idea in his heart.

He asked the old master to call a few more people, and when they gathered together, a few people gathered around. Sang Jiuchi spoke to them mysteriously for a long time, but the people off the screen didn't hear a word.

After they finished discussing, Sang Jiuchi smiled at the phone, "I'll make something different for you today, you can look forward to it, and by the way, guess what we're doing while we're doing it."

The audience in the live broadcast room just watched Sang Jiuchi draw on paper with a pen, and then discussed with a few masters in the distance for a while.

About a few minutes later, the six people started the movements in their hands at the same time.

At first, they did their own work, and after half an hour, they began to assemble what they had on hand, and then continued to splicing up after assembling.

Some people in the audience have already seen the clue: [The four sticking out seem to be four feet. 】

[I can see it too, what kind of animal is the four-legged one? 】

【sheep? Cattle? dog? cat? You should ask what animal is not two feet? It seems that animals generally have four legs. 】

[I'm looking forward to it, I just came from next door, Yun Yi is still weaving bamboo baskets, he actually works very hard and is very serious. But every time I watch the same type after watching Chishen's performance, I can't get interested anymore, hey. 】

[There's no way, whoever made Chi Shen's shot go to the ceiling every time, I feel sorry for Yun Yi, but I'm still squatting here. 】

[2333, me too, Chishen yyds, what else is Chishen that he can't do? Has he ever tested his IQ? Is his IQ over 160? 】

[This, let's not stop. Chi Shen not only has a high IQ, but also has strong limb coordination and hands-on ability, which is simply invincible. 】

Time passed by, and the work of bamboo weaving was very busy. Usually, I would rest for a while after eating at noon.

When the staff brought the meal, the animal had already taken shape.

The reason why bamboo weaving is expensive is also related to the time invested in it.

Bamboo weaving is slowly woven one by one. The larger the object, the higher the time cost of labor.

And this animal is half the height of a human being.

The scenery here is pleasant, surrounded by plants, and it does not feel very hot.

The old master was amazed by holding the lunch box: "At this time in the past, there were always some mosquitoes and flies running over. Today, I don't know if it's because of you guys, the mosquitoes and flies are not coming out. It's really comfortable."

Several people were lying lazily on rocking chairs, some eating watermelon, and some rocking a fan, which was very pleasant.

In the barrage, someone immediately sent a message.

[Ah, I really want to live this pastoral life. Social animals said they were exhausted every day. 】

[Who doesn't want to, hey, when I get old, I want to retire in such a beautiful place. 】

[Sang Jiuchi is very considerate and is helping Yun Yan rub his legs. 】

The people in the barrage looked over and saw that Sang Jiuchi, who had already finished eating, was massaging Yunyan's legs with both hands skillfully. Yunyan seemed to have long been accustomed to his massage. Not only did he not reject it, he was quite satisfied. .

After the massage was enough, Sang Jiuchi moved a chair over and rested on Yun Yan's arms with both hands folded.

Yun Yan didn't look sleepy, and his fingers combed Sang Jiuchi's soft, slender hair, soothing him to sleep.

[The two of them obviously communicate very little, but I feel that they are so affectionate, and I am not right. 】

[+1, although they didn't speak, the two have a tacit understanding. I found out that Yun Yan is actually quite skillful in his hands. Look at the table, there are several bamboo weavings of birds, which Yun Yan made just now. He wanted Sang Jiuchi to be the home court, so he never grabbed the camera, so he was very sensible. 】

[Also, didn't Sang Jiuchi have been making things up just now? When Yunyan didn't look at Sang Jiuchi, the direction of his body was always towards Sang Jiuchi, and he kept staring at Sang Jiuchi from the corner of his eyes. 】

[Sang Jiuchi is also, Yun Yan’s legs and feet are inconvenient, just now the food came to Sang Jiuchi and he deliberately put a layer of paper on Yun Yan, wiped the soup on the side of the bowl, and then brought it to Yun Yan. He handed over to Yun Yan and then took his own. 】

[Besides, seeing Sang Jiuchi's skilled massage, he should have done it for Yun Yan a lot. I just checked the life of Cha Yunyan. He has been very gloomy since the car accident. The last time he appeared in front of the public was three months ago. At that time, his whole face was black and his eyes were like ghosts. But looking at it now, in addition to the aura of the boss, his expression is obviously very gentle. And so handsome. 】

[Wake up, the gentleness of Big Brother Yunyan is only towards Sang Jiuchi. 】

[Maybe this is what love looks like. I think the two of them are so real. If they are deliberately acting in love, they should be the grumpy "husband and wife". I can't wait to open our mouths and feed us industrial saccharin. But the two of you, moisturizing things