Entertainment: Opening with a song "Elevator God of War" to challenge the whole audience

Mushroom House.

The poor director was drafted by Huang Lei and He Jiong to help them clean the crayfish.

Speaking of crayfish.

It is quite troublesome to clean it carefully.

"Director, look at the way you cleaned this lobster. There are still hairs on its belly. Did you clean it carefully?"

He Jiong held a lobster in his hand in front of the director and pointed at its belly.

"Director, can you do it?"

Huang Lei, who was brushing lobsters on the side, held up a lobster he had just washed, "Look, this is a clean lobster."

"I'm telling you, don't mess around, otherwise we won't eat it.

By then, all these lobsters will be eaten by you, the program team.

However, if you don't hurry up, you probably won't want to eat them. Even if you try hard, you probably won't be able to eat a few.

What will be the consequences?

Maybe most of this half basket of lobsters will be left in the end.

You should have seen Su Mo's ability to do business when he sold fish yesterday.

Even if this lobster is a little dirty, it should be easy for him to sell it.

How much money can I make by then..."

"Stop talking!"

"Teacher Huang Lei!"

"I washed it carefully, isn't it?"

The director wanted to cry but had no tears.

To brush lobsters, you have to brush them one by one with a toothbrush and rinse them with water several times to make them clean.

Even if three people brush together, at the speed of three people, this half basket of lobsters may take until the evening.

Su Mo and the others have been gone for more than an hour, and no one knows what they are doing.

Although the staff who came over did not call, the director was very uncertain without seeing it with his own eyes.

The director thought about it and simply called all the staff who were photographing nearby.

At worst, these shots can be cut out during the final editing.

Anyway, this shot will not be used for many times.

But there are not enough toothbrushes.

In the end, even the director donated his own toothbrush, and asked people to buy more than a dozen toothbrushes, and a group of people began to fight with the lobsters.

But in this way,

Huang Lei and He Jiong looked at each other and simply supervised.

"This won't work, brush it again!"

"Legs, lobster legs, these are going to be put into the pot, they are still covered with mud, how can you eat them?"

"Hey, brother, the head has been washed off, your lobster looks too bad, it makes people lose their appetite, wash it slowly, cleanly, slowly, and with steady hands."

"This lobster, the skin is almost brushed off, can we still eat it?"

That's right.

The two of them were deliberately making things difficult for the program team.

Who let the director and the program team often deliberately watch them make a fool of themselves, without even offering a hand to help.

The most important thing is that this is also to facilitate Su Mo's side to make things happen.

After all, if these staff members and the director are delayed, Su Mo will not be in trouble.

...

It was noon soon.

Su Mo's corn was almost broken.

"Brother Su Mo, they said they are hungry and want to go back to eat."

"Go, distribute bread, sausages, and drinks to everyone. We bought a lot, give each staff member a portion, and let's eat together."

"Okay!"

Dahua turned around and distributed them.

Su Mo even quickened Su Mo.

"Just, just eat bread?!"

Looking at the bread, sausage, and drink in his hand, Chengcheng pursed his lips and looked at Dahua in disbelief and asked.

"What else?"

"Brother Mo (because Chengcheng and Guizi called Su Momo brother, Dahua also occasionally called him that) said that when working in the countryside, you can often bring a sweet potato, a steamed bun, and pickles to work for a whole day.

Our treatment is already good enough!"

According to Su Mo's teaching, Dahua looked at the food he had just given to Chengcheng and Guizi with a bad face, and then said: "Brother Mo also said that if you don't want to eat, then share it with everyone.

Many people don't have enough bread to eat!"

"......!"

Chengcheng took off his gloves and looked at the two blisters on his palm.

He was silent for a few seconds, opened the bread bag, and took a bite, "I'll eat it!"

The Guizi next to him also opened the bag and took a big bite.

"What kind of broken bread is this?"

As soon as the bread entered his mouth, Guizi spit it out and looked at Dahua with anger.

"Ah?"

Dahua glanced at the words on the bread bag in Guizi's hand, "It's blueberry flavored, it should be delicious, I eat blueberry."

Dahua said, holding up the bread bag in his hand.

"How much is this bread?"

Guizi was speechless for a moment, but then he turned his head and looked at the photographer who was also eating bread next to him and asked.

"Bread."

The photographer was stunnedAfter a pause, he replied, "Two yuan each."

"Fuck!"

"No wonder it tastes so bad!"

"Two yuan a piece of bread, even dogs won't eat it, how can you give it to us?!"

The Japanese threw the bread to the ground and raised the sausage in his hand, "What about this?"

"One yuan a piece!"

"Rubbish!!"

The Japanese threw the sausage to the ground and stepped on it.

Seeing this, Dahua turned around and ran.

After a while, he called Su Mo over.

"I heard that someone is playing big?"

Su Mo looked at Cheng Cheng expressionlessly and saw that Cheng Cheng was obviously very tired. He sat on the ridge without caring about his image and was eating the bread and sausage in his hand.

Seeing Su Mo coming, he called "Brother Mo."

Su Mo smiled and said, "Eat it."

Then he looked at the Japanese.

At this moment, the Japanese soldier was sitting on the ground, obviously holding his breath. He had already finished the bottle of Coke in his hand, and there was only a piece of bread that had been opened and obviously bitten at his feet.

Not far away, there was a chicken sausage that was trampled in the soil.

"Brother Mo, I'm not being arrogant."

Seeing Su Mo coming, the Japanese soldier stood up quickly and said with a wronged look on his face: "Brother Mo, look, they only give us this to eat, this is too much..."

The Japanese soldier pointed at the bread and sausage on the ground.

He had just said half of his words when Su Mo had already reached out to pick up the sausage he had thrown away.

In an instant.

Chengcheng's eyes narrowed and flickered twice.

The Japanese soldier looked at Su Mo in disbelief, and the words that followed were stuck in his throat and could not be spit out.

"It's a good sausage, don't waste it."

Su Mo wiped the unbroken skin of the sausage and blew it with his mouth.

Grabbing one end of the ham sausage with one hand, he drew a line in the middle with his finger, then twisted it hard and pulled it.

The ham sausage was twisted into two pieces.

"Do you want to eat it?"

Su Mo handed one of the pieces to Cheng Cheng and asked.

"Thank you, Brother Mo."

Cheng Cheng quickly reached out to take it, and took a bite without even peeling the skin.

Su Mo smiled and also took a bite of the half ham sausage in his hand.

"Who knows that the food on the plate is hard-earned."

He ate the ham sausage, looked at the devil, and chuckled, "Now, I give you two choices, one, you leave this show by yourself, don't feel uncomfortable;

Two, you finish all the work in this field by yourself.

If you can't finish it, you have to stay until the end of the recording of the show tonight.

Otherwise..."

Su Mo's face slowly sank, and he slowly spit out a few cold words: "Then let's clash!"