Infinite Movie System

"look at this!"

Seeing Li Feng nod, Tang Youyou read out the dialogue in the script that she thought was awkward.

"Your eyes are more powerful than their twenty swords. As long as you look at me with gentle eyes, they can't hurt my body!"

Li Feng: "..."

Why are eyes so powerful? Why do you need a sword when you already have these eyes?

"Is there nothing wrong with this feeling?" Guan Gu on the side asked doubtfully.

"That's Romeo's line!"

Tang Youyou rolled her eyes and continued: "And this, even if your surname is not Montague, you are still you. He is not a hand, a foot, an arm, a face, or any other part of the body. !”

What the hell is this?

Li Feng shook his head speechlessly, while Guan Gu on the side was confused.

"You said, they have already escaped to go on a date, why don't they just run away? Is it necessary to do this?"

Tang Youyou threw the script on the coffee table and said speechlessly.

"Haha, maybe the director won't let me!"

With a chuckle, Li Feng said funnyly.

If everyone escapes, what will happen next? Directly end the play? Do all the actors go home to farm?

But when it came to drama, Li Feng suddenly thought of something and reminded Tang Youyou:

"By the way, Yoyo, I forgot to tell you, you'd better only vote for one play, otherwise if you choose them all..."

As he spoke, Li Feng shook his head lightly.

In the original work, this silly girl voted for a total of four plays, but she was selected for each play because the protagonist was sick.

So much so that Tang Youyou was so busy that she had to go to the hospital to lobby for real drama actors.

It's time-consuming and labor-intensive, wouldn't it be delicious just to vote for it?

"Why?"

Tang Youyou looked at Li Feng in confusion.

I don’t understand why he let himself cast in a play,

And how does he know how many more plays he wants to cast?

"Yes, Li Feng, why did you let Youyou only vote for one play?"

Guangu on the side also asked in confusion.

Li Feng patted Guan Gu on the shoulder and smiled mysteriously, then he went back to 3601 next door without explaining.

The more he explains this kind of thing, the less it makes sense, so he might as well not explain it and create a mysterious image for himself.

…

Back in 3601, what puzzled Li Feng was that bitch Zeng Xiaoxian had worked all night and still hadn't rested. Even Lu Ziqiao was in the room.

"Haha, are you playing hide and seek with me?"

With a chuckle, Li Feng shook his head speechlessly.

When he came back just now, there was no one in the room. Now that he came back from 3602, there was someone in the room again. Isn't this playing hide and seek with him or something?

"Teacher Zeng, I need a wingman in 15 minutes!"

Lu Ziqiao put her arms around Zeng Xiaoxian's shoulders and said seriously.

"What machine?"

Zeng Xiaoxian asked doubtfully while sitting on the sofa with a cucumber in one hand and milk in the other.

"When a fighter jet performs a mission, there is usually another aircraft nearby to support it. Once the action fails, the main aircraft will retreat and the wingmen will cover it. If necessary, they will die together with the enemy!"

Lu Ziqiao looked at Zeng Xiaoxian and said seriously.

"don't know!"

Zeng Xiaoxian looked at Lu Ziqiao blankly, and after a while he slowly uttered two words.

Suddenly Zeng Xiaoxian's eyes lit up and he quickly ran towards Li Feng, hugged his arm and said:

"Li Feng, you are finally back. Please make me breakfast. I'm almost starving!"

It was already nine o'clock in the morning. Zeng Xiaoxian had worked the late shift all night, and now his chest was pressed to his back with hunger. Otherwise, he would not have filled his hunger with cucumbers and milk in the refrigerator.

"Isn't this what you have in your hand?"

Li Feng looked at the cucumber milk in Zeng Xiaoxian's hand and said strangely.

Didn't this guy know that he would come back after breakfast outside, or did he know that he was at home?

In fact, Li Feng wrongly blamed Zeng Xiaoxian. After eating Li Feng's meal, how could everyone still get used to eating at roadside stalls outside.

In the past, they would come back from get off work early and have breakfast with everyone, but today something was delayed, so Zeng Xiaoxian hasn't eaten yet.

"Oh, can this be eaten?"

Sure enough, after hearing Li Feng's words, Zeng Xiaoxian put the cucumber and milk in his hands on the table, then took Li Feng's arm and begged:

"Li Feng, just make breakfast for me, please!"

At this time, Zeng Xiaoxian's voice was artificial and coquettish, making Li Feng's scalp numb.

It would be fine if this voice belonged to a girl, but if it came from a tall and thick man, it would be unflattering.

"Stop! Do it, can't I do it?"

Li Feng quickly took his arm out of Zeng Xiaoxian's arms, picked up the cucumber Zeng Xiaoxian put on the table, and walked into the kitchen without looking back.

At this time, he suddenly remembered what netizens said about Zeng Xiaoxian. He was indeed a notoriously cheap person in the iPartment.

"Why are you looking at me?"

At this time, Zeng Xiaoxian suddenly turned to look at Lu Ziqiao who was looking at him, his face full of doubts.

Lu Ziqiao was stunned, obviously shocked by Zeng Xiaoxian's performance just now.

But after all, he was a man who had seen strong winds and waves. Lu Ziqiao soon realized what he was doing, put his arm around Zeng Xiaoxian's shoulders, sat down on the sofa and said:

"I think you should really read the tutorial on picking up girls I posted on Weibo. You don't even understand such a simple metaphor!"

"What metaphor?" Zeng Xiaoxian looked at Lu Ziqiao doubtfully.

“You need a partner to pick up girls!”

Lu Ziqiao rolled her eyes and said directly.

"oh!"

Zeng Xiaoxian suddenly realized: "Is that the kind where you can die with the enemy at the critical moment?"

"You agreed?" Lu Ziqiao looked excited.

"Go to hell, I'm not in the mood!"

Zeng Xiaoxian's expression changed, he shook off Lu Ziqiao's arm, and said calmly.

"What's wrong?" Lu Ziqiao looked confused.

"Did you listen to my show last night?"

Zeng Xiaoxian's eyes wandered, looking at Lu Ziqiao with a guilty conscience.

"Forehead……"

Lu Ziqiao was stunned, how could he be so bored as to listen to Zeng Xiaoxian's show? Last night he and Zhang Wei Guangu discussed fish in the pot all night.

But Lu Ziqiao is Lu Ziqiao after all. He rolled his eyes and lied without blinking:

"Of course, the music is beautiful, the content is substantial, the theme is clear, and fascinating..."

"Lie! You didn't listen at all, did you?"

At this time Zeng Xiaoxian suddenly interrupted.

If Lu Ziqiao's words were normal, Zeng Xiaoxian would be secretly happy, but last night was an exception. He hesitated and said:

"I had an accident on my show yesterday. I know it's not good, but I couldn't help it. I...hey..."