Chapter 268 Bad Luck Strikes

"Wow!"

The scene was in an uproar!

More than a dozen pairs of eyes stared straight at Yan Yuhai who fell to the ground, and they were instantly confused.

Are you touching porcelain, touching porcelain, or touching porcelain?

It's hot summer now, but it's not the coldest month of winter. A small puddle of water can make you slip?

Isn't this horse-riding thing too supernatural?

Guan Xiaotong swallowed and looked at Gao Jiji with admiration: "Director Gao, you are really awesome. If you dare to let this teacher Yan come in, aren't you afraid of losing everything if you touch porcelain?"

She thought about yesterday afternoon, when Yan Yuhai took advantage of her age and seniority to make things difficult for Zhong Mo, and she felt angry. How could she miss the opportunity to give him eye drops?

"Well, it's not that serious, right?"

Gao Jiji took a deep breath and pretended to be calm.

We all belong to the same circle and are all very proud, so how can we get into trouble?

But as soon as he said these words, he was slapped in the face!

It turned out that Yan Yuhai struggled to stand up, but his luck was so bad!

He tried six times in a row, only to slip to the ground again.

This time, even Liu Tianxian couldn't stand it anymore. He stroked his forehead with his left hand and sighed deeply: "Teacher Yan, those are just a few drops of water, not ice, not oil. How could it be possible to slip on it several times in a row? I have to. Say, your acting skills are terrible!”

Jiang Ding couldn't stand it anymore, and said with a dark face: "Old Yan, what are you doing? You are not short of money, do you need to touch porcelain? This is simply damaging to your reputation, and it is still open over there Live broadcast, you don’t want to be sprayed by the audience, right?”

Yukiko Yoshida blinked, turned her head curiously, and asked Satomi Ishihara: "Senior Ishihara, why does this old Chinese man look familiar to me? I think I've seen him somewhere?"

"If I'm not wrong, his name is Yan Yuhai. He is a singer from China and has a little bit of fame!"

Ishihara Satomi explained while searching Yan Yuhai's name on her mobile phone.

"A slightly famous singer? Are all the singers in China so miserable now? Are they extorting money through self-abuse? Or is this a new variety show in China? I want to arouse the audience's interest in this way. Notice?"

Yoshida Yukiko's face was full of confusion, and she felt like her whole outlook was shattered.

"Well, maybe, probably, maybe, he likes to break his butt!"

Ishihara Satomi didn’t know how to answer for a moment!

The two of them didn't speak loudly, and their words were still stilted. They couldn't hear clearly, but they could still understand the general meaning, so the scene was very awkward. Everyone rolled their eyes and glanced towards the roof.

"You, what are you talking about? Where did I hit something? Yes, it's really slippery here. I can't stand at all. Someone, someone, come and help me. Oops, my butt broke into several pieces!"

Yan Yuhai had a mournful expression on his face and punched the ground with both fists, even wanting to die.

It’s okay to be embarrassed in front of Chinese people, but also to be seen by two young women!

This time I can’t even think about becoming famous!

But!

This is not what I want to be famous for!

Gao Jiji let out a strong breath and was very unhappy with Yan Yuhai's behavior as a troublemaker, but he couldn't let him sit on the ground all the time, right? What if Yan Yuhai was so angry that he really broke into trouble, wouldn't he want to cry without tears?

He quickly walked out, grabbed Yan Yuhai's arm with both hands, and pulled him up forcefully.

Yan Yuhai saw that Gao Jiji was also standing on the pool of water, but there was no sign of slipping. He couldn't help but widen his eyes and shouted in disbelief: "Director Gao, what is going on? Why didn't you slip?"

"This is water, not oil, and not ice. How could I slip?"

Gao Jiji's face turned red and he felt out of breath.

"But, but I really slipped just now, I didn't lie to you!"

Yan Yuhai quickly pushed Gao Jiji away, then stepped on the water again, twisted his body a few times, and shouted anxiously: "Director Gao, Jiang Ding, I really didn't lie to you, here just now It's really slippery, as if it's oiled..."

"Crunch!"

Before he could finish speaking, his body slipped and slid to the ground again, and this time he rushed towards the door as if he were on a rocket.

"careful!"

Zhong Mo quickly pulled Guan Xiaotong and Liu Tianxian who were standing at the door aside.

"No, no, help, help..."

Yan Yuhai's face turned pale with fright, and he struggled with his hands, but he still flew out of Gao Jiji's lounge in full view of everyone, and then he heard "bang bang bang" and "bang bang!" from outside. Ah!" A series of messy sounds.

Zhong Mo couldn't help but sigh: "Look, what did I just say? Men who talk too much can easily bring bad luck, right?"

When everyone heard this, thinking of the series of things Yan Yuhai had just encountered, both men and women invariably covered their mouths with their hands and nodded desperately at the same time.

"Ah, bleeding, help, I have to go to the hospital!"

Yan Yuhai's pig-killing screams came from outside again.

Zhong Mo and the others rushed out of the lounge, only to see Yan Yuhai riding upside down on the back of a big yellow dog, running around the yard, and he actually held a big bone in each hand, just like an ancient general. Majestic and unstoppable!

If there weren't four or five big yellow dogs following behind!

If there weren't a mess of weeds on his head and his clothes weren't torn to pieces by these big yellow dogs!

If he hadn't cried and screamed!

Perhaps he would still be a little bit handsome and domineering!

So now he looks not only embarrassed, but also a little miserable!

It turned out that outside Gao Jiji's lounge was an ordinary yard, about 200 square meters, with some sundries and unimportant props placed on weekdays, and he also raised seven big yellow dogs, each of which was fat and strong and tall.

The twenty or thirty actors and crew members stood there blankly at this time, not knowing what to do.

"What's going on?"

Gao Jiji looked at Yan Yuhai riding a big yellow dog and running around the yard, and asked hurriedly.

Several staff members nearby hurriedly told what happened.

It turned out that when Yan Yuhai flew out just now, he first hit the weapon rack, and as a result, several prop knives were knocked out by him and hit the buttocks of several big yellow dogs.

The big yellow dogs immediately became furious and chased him desperately. As a result, Yan Yuhai panicked and dived into the haystack, kicking the food bowls of the big yellow dogs away.

Later...

The scene was too chaotic and developed too fast, and their brains were a little slow to react.

How could a person be so unlucky?

At this moment, the big yellow dog that Yan Yuhai was riding suddenly braked, and Yan Yuhai flew out of the two-meter-high courtyard wall with his butt backwards, like a wild goose falling on the sand.

"Ouch! I'm going to die!"

"Ah, is this dog shit? It stinks, help, help..."

Immediately, Yan Yuhai's screams like a pig being slaughtered were heard from outside.