Chapter 388 Hiss, My Face Hurts a Bit

Chapter 388 Hiss, My Face Hurts

Seeing that no one responded for a long time, Ye Wanxi frowned slightly, and called out, "Director Jiao?"

Director Jiao woke up suddenly, but still swallowed, and said timidly, "This...that's enough."

"Well, try again."

"Oh, okay, I'll try, I'll try."

Director Jiao took the incense from the attendant, bowed reverently, and inserted it into the incense burner again.

Everyone's hearts also lifted up, and their eyes followed the three incense sticks all the way.

Fortunately, this time, the incense was not broken, and it went into the incense burner smoothly.

But before everyone was happy, a strong wind suddenly whizzed past.

Incense, gone!

Everyone: "..."

Director Jiao: QAQ!

The bitter north wind whizzed by, taking away the last cigarette, inexplicably making people feel a hint of ridicule: Ha!

Ye Wanxi: "..." Oh hoo, this god is quite arrogant?

"Xiaoye..." Director Jiao leaned over pitifully again, and the second pilgrimage, the unbroken incense, in his opinion, was thanks to Ye Wanxi.

It's just that it's not a good sign that the incense keeps disappearing, so I have to turn to Ye Wanxi for help again.

"...It's useless for you to beg me. It may be that you just worshiped wrongly, and people are not happy. Or, when you pray, beg more and reflect on yourself?"

"Is this useful?"

Ye Wanxi looked up to the sky and sighed, "Take a dead horse as a living horse doctor."

Director Jiao: QAQ!

The teacher hadn't succeeded yet, Director Jiao squatted pitifully by the side, dark clouds and showers, very bleak.

But the assistant director at the side stepped forward and tentatively said: "How about, Wanxi, come and offer the first incense stick."

"!"

Director Jiao revived on the spot, and grabbed Ye Wanxi's hand: "Why didn't I think of it? Come, come, Xiaoye, come and offer the first stick of incense."

"..." I endured too much when I joined the group on the first day.

"...It's against the rules."

"Whether the rules are not rules, I am the rules here. I ask you to worship, and no one dares to say anything. Hurry up, don't delay the auspicious time."

Ye Wanxi thought to herself, the auspicious time is so long, how can it be so easy to delay? But it was still stuffed with incense and pushed to the front by those who drove the ducks to the shelves.

Ye Wanxi looked at the incense burner in front of her, took a deep breath, chanted a few auspicious words, held the incense again, bowed, and walked forward.

When she moved, everyone stretched their necks to look there.

This time, the incense fell into the incense burner safely, and no wind was felt.

"It's done, it's done?" Director Jiao stared at the three incense sticks with burning eyes, almost jumping up on the spot with excitement.

As soon as the words fell, another gust of wind blew over.

Everyone's hearts suddenly thumped, and the whole person was blown cool by the gust of wind.

However, this gust of wind did not blow out the three sticks of incense as before, but blew the curling white smoke on the incense sticks.

Everyone just watched the white smoke twist and turn upwards, as if they were dancing, and the naked eye could see... happy.

Everyone: "..." Damn it, there is still this operation!

Assistant director: "..." These days, do even gods look at faces?

Jiao Dao, who had suffered two accidents not long ago: "..." Thank you, I have been double-labeled.

Ye Wanxi was a little surprised when she saw this scene, and after she realized it, she bowed twice in the direction of the incense burner.

"Okay, it should work this time."

I don't need you to tell me it's okay. Director Jiao glanced at Ye Wanxi sadly, and then followed the second stick of incense.

Sure enough, this time, the incense was neither broken nor extinguished, and everything was calm and logical.

Director Jiao breathed a sigh of relief, stepped aside, and let the other staff and artists come forward.

In the following time, the previous situation did not reappear, and everyone successfully completed the goodbye before starting the machine.

It's just that after the twists and turns just now, the way everyone looked at Ye Wanxi changed.

Director Jiao believed in this very much. After finishing the opening ceremony, he found Ye Wanxi immediately. He wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to say it.

Just at this moment, the sky suddenly darkened.

Director Jiao was stunned, and when he looked up, he saw a few large gray dark clouds drifting over from nowhere, blocking the original blue sky and the bright sun for a few minutes.

Jiao Dao's mouth couldn't help opening wide enough to stuff a small egg.

The staff members who complained about Ye Wanxi not long ago also widened their eyes in surprise, with an expression of seeing a ghost in broad daylight.

Not long after, the silky drizzle fell from the air, not big, but dense, and within a short while, people's head and face were covered with a layer of water droplets.

Director Jiao and everyone: Hey, my face hurts a bit!

Seeing this scene, the happiest thing is Yunyinna.

"It's raining, it's raining, it's really raining! Let me tell you that Wanxi's calculations are accurate, you don't believe me, Jiao Dao Jiao, look, it's really raining."

Ye Wanxi: "..." That's not what you said not long ago.

Director Jiao: "..." Don't cue when you doubt life.

Yun Yunna stretched out her hand to catch the drizzle that was falling, and wanted to have fun running forward, but Zhang Yitao snatched her back.

"The makeup is done, and the clothes are changed. You can really do it in the rain."

Seeing this, Ye Wanxi's mouth twitched slightly. It really wasn't an illusion, this brother-in-law looked like a father.

Other artists and staff members who didn't know about this, looked at the drizzle in the sky, contacted Yunyinna again, and whispered together.

Soon, everyone found out the cause and effect, and looked at Ye Wanxi with even more surprise, and a few people even started to move.

An old man with gray hair turned his head to look at his old friend, and said cautiously, "Old Xiang, do you want to..."

The grandfather on the other side of the old man's house also echoed the words: "Yes, Lao Xiang, I've heard of this kid, and it seems that he really has real skills. Would you like to... Try it and calculate it?"

The old man known as Lao Xiang was a little gray-haired old man with dark skin, very thin, and a gloomy expression. At first glance, he looked a bit like a villain in a fairy tale, a little scary.

Grandpa Xiang was silent for a moment, then shook his head.

"This..." Several old friends looked at each other and hesitated, "Are you worried about money? It's only a few hundred, not expensive, I'll help you pay."

"It's okay for me to help you out. If you feel sorry, invite me to your house for dinner another day. I have been studying my sister-in-law's cooking skills for a long time."

Several people knew the situation of the old friend's house, thought that he was afraid of wasting money, and wanted to pay for him.

Afraid that this would hurt his self-esteem, he also found a way to make up for him.

Grandpa Xiang knew that they were also doing it for his own good, so although he felt a little apprehensive and reluctant, he still gritted his teeth and walked over.

Ye Wanxi suddenly saw an old man running up to her, she was taken aback for a moment, and said hello politely: "Grandpa Xiang is good."

Grandpa Xiang showed surprise: "You know me?"

"I heard about you."

"That's it." Grandpa Xiang showed embarrassment, "I came to invite you..."

Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by Ye Wanxi raising her hand: "Wait, you don't need to ask me to settle the matter."