Film and TV: Mr. Xing gets annoyed when he sees me

Chapter 12: Rock, paper, scissors!

Ayu wore a triangular cow hat folded from white paper on her head, facing the camera, and placed a gold and silver chocolate gift box on her chest.

He spoke clearly and said to the camera without any timidity:"Please have some Cowboy chocolate. Cowboy chocolate is fragrant, sweet and delicious!"

He didn't dare to relax until the director called him.

Seeing him filming an advertisement, Mr. Xing felt very shy.

The two of them stood alone, leaning against the car door, watching others take pictures.

It was only at halftime that they had a chance to strike up a conversation.

For the sake of fairness, Yang Yu thought of the most scientific way to prioritize attacking, which is rock, paper, scissors.

Three rounds determine the outcome. Whoever wins gets to pick up girls first.

Master Xing's arms swing back and forth like a whirlwind top, activating his muscles and bones.

Sometimes his fist moved forward and he punched twice in the air.

Sometimes I kick my legs, twist my waist... there are so many tricks.

The weather was hot. Uncle Biao held a fan and flapped it leisurely. He watched the two boys playing any tricks and who could catch Ayu first.

Yang Yu deliberately danced in front of Master Xing, stepping up and kicking his legs from time to time.

The two of them looked as if they were performing a dance of swarms of bees.

Since the two of them had no dancing skills, their actions looked extremely ridiculous.

"rock-paper-scissors."

Both men shot their right hands at the same time.

In the first game, Xingye shot a rock, and Yang Yu shot a scissors.

Uncle Biao was the referee, and he took out a small five-star red flag from somewhere and waved the flag at Xingye's side.

It foreshadowed He won the first round, and now the score is 1:0.

Master Xing successfully won the round and was as happy as a child after winning the prize, jumping up with both feet and hands.

"yeah!"

Deliberately stuck out his tongue in front of Yang Yu, blinked his eyes, and twisted his butt, extremely arrogantly.

Yang Yu was like driving flies in the air, driving Master Xing away, asking him to stay away from him, don't rely on him like that Close.

Uncle Biao stood between the two and shouted:"Rock, paper, scissors!""

"The word"cloth" stayed in mid-air. Before the sound hit the ground, the two of them launched attacks at the same time.

Yang Yu still used scissors, but Xing Ye used cloth.

"Oops, the record was tied 1:1, and it was the deciding game."

In order to prevent Yang Yu from cheating, Master Xing suggested:"That's it, don't say I bully you! For the sake of fairness, we are back to back and no one can see the other."

"Uncle Biao called Rock, Paper, Scissors, let's go out together"

"good."Yang Yu agreed.

Back to back, there was a gap between the two people, about a foot wide.

But these two people have 800 tricks.

Think about the last game, how to win the first place smoothly

"Stone……"

Master Xing twisted his body backward at a speed that was not noticed by Yang Yu.

Yang Yu stood upright and said casually:"Master Xing, please don't be naughty!"

Uncle Biao asked curiously:"You are such a strange boy. If you call him master, aren't you a grandson?"

Yang Yu smiled and said nothing.

He is used to being called Master Xing, and he doesn't care about the title of seniority.

In some worlds, both of them are equal.

But in the world he lives in, he is indeed a master, the top star in the comedy film industry, and no one can shake him.

Jackie Chan, the comedy and martial arts star known to the world, is only called brother, but Xing Ye is called Ye.

It can be seen that this voice has an unshakable psychological status among the broad masses of the people.

Master Xing turned back obediently.

Uncle Biao saw that the two of them stopped cheating and shouted again:"Rock, paper, scissors!"

The two raised their right hands at the same time.

Xing Ye used the rock, but Yang Yu still used the scissors.

"Star Master wins!"

Uncle Biao raised Mr. Xing's left hand high and cheered.

Because he won, Mr. Xing looked like a villain, and it was clear that

"Hey Hey!"

He let out a star-like original evil smile, and the corners of his crooked mouth almost went up to the sky.

"La la la, it was destined that God would let me pick up Ayu first. You're out of luck!"

Mr. Xing waved his hands, raised his chin, turned around and took the devil's steps, kicking his calves forward and landing on his heels. His light body seemed to be skating.

Suddenly he turned back, proudly poking at Yang Yu and making faces.

Piao Uncle looked at his back. I couldn't understand why Yang Yu used scissors three times?

After losing the game, he raised his hands without being affected at all. The smile on his lips never faded as he answered Uncle Biao's words.

"Both of us were slapped by Ayu last time and were considered stinking hooligans."

"As the saying goes, force yourself to take the lead, and I will give this opportunity to Master Xing. Hahaha!"

Uncle Biao was shocked when he heard these words.

At such a young age and deep in the city, he played with Ah Xing in the applause.

He couldn't help giving a thumbs up.

"Absolutely!"

Although he was very proud of winning the game, the closer he got to Ayu, the heart of Mr. Xing was pounding. The roots of his ears were red and the little deer bumped around. He was extremely shy.

A rose held in his right hand was still beating in his stomach. He was racking his brains for the draft.

There were so many people at the moment, and he was a little embarrassed. If he was rejected by Ayu, it would be embarrassing to lose face to his family!

Every time he hesitated, he would cover his nostrils with a subconscious little move. He hooked his chin with two fingers, using small movements to cover up his inner panic.

"Miss Ayu. I wonder if you can remember it?"