At last.

The stove was built by Lin Xia herself.

Jiaxing and other artists were all watching and learning.

Learning is mandatory for Yang Mi.

"All look good and study hard, next time, like this, the performance will be gone!"

Yang Mi had a serious expression and demanded from this group of artists.

The corners of the artists' mouths twitched, and they could only nod and study hard.

No way, who makes people the boss.

However

Wait for them to watch for a long time.

I was really addicted to it.

Don't say it, don't say it.

This mud play is really a technical job.

Lin Xia is a real cow beep!!

Day by day net study of these.

It's not good at all to learn things in the entertainment industry.

But think about it.

The group of people were suddenly a little shocked.

Because, they suddenly discovered a fact.

That is....

Although they have studied things related to the entertainment industry.

But again, there is no announcement to run.

Now it is also relying on that weak guaranteed minimum salary.

And those subsidies at home.

In order to live in such a materialistic big city.

What about Lin Xia again?

Don't look at the singing and acting skills.

But the villains have also been on some shows.

Even if the show goes out of business.

But he's also famous!

And most importantly.

He keeps doing a side hustle every day.

At least small money is soft!

This TM is the real reality on earth!!

This moment!

This group of artists suddenly realized!

"Lin Xia, I'll help you get the rest, I learned!"

An entertainer suddenly spoke.

"I learned too!" Soon, the second one also spoke.

"And me! Me can too! "The third.

Immediately after, the fourth, the fifth....

See the faces of this group.

A sudden burning fighting spirit.

It will not be able to give Lin Xia a whole.

Someone helped, though.

That's a good thing.

He had to get something else.

A funeral came down.

He is alone.

It's really not enough!!

............

Leave the stove to these people.

Lin Xia went to prepare dishes and the like.

Dishes for the funeral feast.

But there is a special attention.

Different geographies.

There are different rules.

Lin Xia had the customs of the whole region in his mind.

So, this is not difficult for him.

Seeing that Lin Xia quickly became busy.

The water friends in the live broadcast room also finally turned on the rainbow fart mode.

"Made! is still that! It's really not going to be without him!

"Bullbeep! Except for the beep! I don't know what else to say!

"It's still that sentence, in addition to the entertainment industry, you can do whatever you want, you can mix it up!"

"Speaking of which, the stove that the fuzi just built is so artistic!"

"Outrageous is the strange fighting spirit on the faces of those in Jiaxing, okay! It feels crooked!

"I announce! Jia Xing becomes perfect and successful! A new era of internal entertainment! It's coming!! "

Shen Temojia has changed, and the internal entertainment pattern has opened, right?"

"Entertainment industry: No, the funeral circle, what do you keep mentioning me for?"

............

More than two hours later.

It was almost the same time as Lin Xia's side was preparing.

The stove was finally set up.

And at this time.

At the request of the Lord's household.

It's time to start preparing for the funeral.

Actually, according to custom.

It is usually after condolences and vigil.

The funeral was held at noon the next day.

Because at that time there was enough yang.

It is safer to go out of the funeral.

But here in Lin Xia?

Those rules are adjustable.

With his pacification and transcendence.

Even if it's a funeral at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night.

It's all safe!

............

At the time of the funeral.

In fact, there is also a special attention.

First of all, there is the coffin.

But before the coffin.

There is also a process.

Let relatives see the deceased one last time.

Then put the relics of the deceased in it.

Finally, put some bread in your left hand.

Place a whip in your right hand.

The artists of Jiahang on the scene saw this.

His face was puzzled.

They don't understand what this is.

The water friends in the live broadcast room are also confused.

Soon, though, there was great cleverness.

Explained in the live broadcast room.

"Actually, this has something to do with people entering the prefecture after death."

"It is said that after a person dies, on the way to the prefecture, he must pass through the vicious dog village."

"There, there will be vicious dogs that bite the soul, and if the soul dissipates, there is no way to reincarnate and reincarnate."

"But if you have evil dog cake on your hands, you can avoid biting."

"If you can't avoid it, drive it away with the whip in your hand."

"In this way, you can pass through the vicious dog village unharmed!"

"Groove! Is it so evil? Honor Toot Fake Toot?

"Of course it's Zun Du! Ghosts exist, isn't it normal for the existence of the prefecture? "

Hasty! I really want to go inside and take a look around! Where the sun can't enter, I want to enter!

"Upstairs, if you want to die, just say it!"

"Lin Xia is a good cow, you know this, he is really professional!"

"After all, the all-rounder! In the future, my funeral will definitely let the fuzi come, otherwise I am afraid that if I have not arrived in the prefecture, the soul will be gagged!

"Makes sense! Place an order! Place your order now! I also want a mysterious past! "

...,"

the barrage scrolled in the live broadcast room.

Witnessed the ceremony presided over by Lin Xia.

Many people said they had learned something new again.

As for why Lin Xia understands these things?

Water friends have long been numb.

So, not very concerned.

After all the rituals are prepared.

The opportunity for the rest of Jiaxing's artists to show has finally come.

Because it's time to cry!

This job, they practiced, specify no problem!

Thereupon.

With Lin Xia's soul screaming.

Everyone, start crying in place!

Originally, those neighbors who came to eat at the table.

In fact, I am not prepared to cry.

But the vibe is all over here.

The tears were uncontrollable and they all cried.

And outrageously.

Cry to the end.

The main family was stunned.

Their voices were hoarse with tears.

Stunned is no better than Jiaxing's group of artists crying.

I'm Nima!

In the end, it was our dead son.

Or are you dead sons!

Why do you feel like we're suddenly outsiders?

............

Although the main family is a little confused.

But it doesn't matter.

Jiaxing's professionalism in this kind of thing.

Accompanied by Lin Xia's scream.

The coffin was finally out of the funeral.

And after the funeral.

Many passers-by are talking about it.

It's okay to say that this team can do nothing.

Later, people died in the family.

Be sure to ask them to do it.

Those artists in Jiaxing heard this.

I couldn't help but cry even louder on the road!

Performance!

It's all performance!

"Woo hoo... My son!!! "

One throat down!

That emotion!

That tears!

The main thing is a major!

Lin Xia said!

Just give more money!

That one lies in the coffin.

It's his own son!

Crying is over!

Corpse:????

I'm Nima!

Are you polite?

I died once.

So many dads?

Then I beg you not to cry!!

However.

As Lin Xia blew to a sad climax.

The artist cried even louder:

"My son! My son!!! "

You left so suddenly!!"

Corpse: ......

Destroy it!!

You see, if I don't look for you in the first seven, it's over!

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