Male protagonist, please think twice, I am a villain and cannot kiss you

The chickens that originally wanted to rush forward all slowly stopped, and the chickens standing at the door no longer tried desperately to rush inside.

Some even began to regress.

Ke Dahai was a little surprised that the chickens he raised listened to An Chen so much.

No matter what, taking advantage of the moment, Ke Dahai and his family hurriedly drove the chickens back to the mountain.

Originally, these chickens went up the mountain to look for food every day. They all knew the way. After a short while, they were all cleared out, leaving only the chickens in the chicken coop over there.

There was no sound of chickens crowing, and everyone finally heard the sound of Sun Yongming retching.

He vomited so much that tears came out.

The staff quickly handed him tissues and mineral water so that he could rinse his mouth.

Jiang Zhong, whose hair had been plucked out by the chicken, finally began to show his loyalty.

Waiting attentively by the side, ready to receive orders at any time.

Sun Yongming cleaned it for a long time, and even after rinsing his mouth dozens of times, he still felt the smell of chicken shit in his mouth and felt extremely sick.

Director Fan stepped forward to ask about the situation, but was scolded back.

The others didn't come forward and just waited for the other party to finish.

However, there was an exception among this group of people. An Chen came forward with an iron spoon in his hand and asked with concern: "Teacher Sun, are you okay?"

It would have been fine if he hadn't asked. Once he asked, Sun Yongming's face turned even greener. He said unhappily, "Do you think I look fine?"

An Chen said honestly: "Not like that."

Sun Yongming said: "You are primarily responsible for this. If you hadn't shouted, the chickens wouldn't have come down. This is all your fault."

An Chen said: "I reminded everyone to hide, and everyone else hid, why didn't you hide?"

Sun Yongming: “…” How could he know that the other party was so capable and could really call down so many chickens.

An Chen continued to ask: "Also, your logic is wrong. You can't blame me for everything. If you hadn't scolded Duan Xingyu first, I wouldn't have made a bet with you. If I hadn't made a bet with you, I wouldn't have knocked on the bowl to call the chicken down the mountain. If I hadn't called the chicken down, you wouldn't have eaten chicken shit. The problem was originally with you."

An Chen's voice was soft, winding up the logic line there.

Sun Yongming's face darkened as he listened. When he heard the words "eating chicken shit", he suddenly broke down and shouted, "I didn't eat chicken shit, don't talk nonsense."

An Chen looked at him and said, "It's okay, Mr. Sun, don't worry about it. Even if you eat shit, you are still a senior and everyone will respect you."

Sun Yongming gritted his teeth and said, "I said, I didn't eat shit."

"It's okay, it's okay, we won't laugh at you."

"..."

[It can be seen that An Chen is trying very hard to comfort Sun Yongming, but I think it’s better for him not to speak for now.]

【Sun Yongming: The comfort is very good, please stop comforting me.】

[Are you sure Anchen didn't mean it? Why do I feel like every word he says is like a knife stabbing into someone's lungs?]

[With a 'sweet girl' face, she said the most hurtful words. 】

Fu Qianxun looked at An Chen with a chicken on his head, comforting him in a soft voice, and thought he was so cute and wanted to touch his head.

He took out his cell phone, secretly took a photo of An Chen, and admired it for two seconds with satisfaction.

Sun Yongming was comforted to the point of breaking down. His furious look was in stark contrast to An Chen's stable and calm appearance.

Duan Xingyu was trying hard to suppress his smile. It turned out that his godfather had to step in to deal with this old man.

Even if Sun Yongming didn't apologize later, Duan Xingyu still felt that he had won and was very happy.

When talking to An Chen, Sun Yongming really felt powerless.

I can't argue with him, and I can't do anything to him.

I simply ignored him and looked at Director Fan and asked, "Director, what should we do next?"

Without waiting for Director Fan to speak, An Chen continued, "Next, let's count the chickens first. After we're done, Mr. Sun, you have to buy these chickens and apologize to Duan Xingyu on Weibo."

When Sun Yongming heard this, his face became even darker and uglier, and he looked towards Jiang Zhong.

Jiang Zhong immediately understood what he meant, and came forward with a somewhat flattering smile and said, "An Chen, I think this is unnecessary."

An Chen asked: "Why is it unnecessary? Is it because Teacher Sun can't count?"

"How could Teacher Sun not know how to count?" Jiang Zhong looked at the crowd of people watching the show, walked to An Chen, and whispered, "I think Teacher Sun is a senior after all. We, the juniors, don't need to be so serious. We should give him some face."

"Oh." An Chen nodded thoughtfully, and then said, "Teacher Sun is trying to cheat, right?"

Jiang Zhong wanted to cover An Chen's mouth. Why were you shouting so loudly?

Feng Qingyue leaned against a tree trunk not far away, watching the scene with a smile.

Sun Yongming originally wanted to pretend to have amnesia and skip this step. If it were someone else, they might have really given him face and let it go.

He happened to meet An Chen, who was serious and stubborn.

I would like to see what Sun Yongming will do this time?

An Chen did not lower his voice deliberately. Instead, he walked in front of Sun Yongming and asked seriously, "Teacher Sun, are you trying to cheat?"

Sun Yongming's face flushed red, and he was forced into a dilemma for a moment.

Jiang Zhong wanted to take the opportunity to persuade them again, but a tall figure pushed him aside.

Fu Qianxun walked over to An Chen and said, "An An, don't worry. Teacher Sun has been in the entertainment industry for decades. An old senior like him values ​​his promises the most. How could he cheat?"

An Chen raised his eyes and asked, "But he said he would pay for all the chickens you caught. I caught a lot. Will he be short of money?"

Sun Yongming: “…”

Fu Qianxun looked at his serious expression as he asked the question and was touched by his cuteness again. He wanted to reach out and touch his head, but found that the chicken on top of his head had not left yet, so he touched the back of his head instead.

Those narrow and deep peach blossom eyes smiled as he said, "Teacher Sun has worked hard in the entertainment industry for many years, how could he not even have enough money to buy a few chickens? Besides, he keeps his promises. As a respected senior, he would lend you the money even if he really has no money. Otherwise, if you want to refuse to pay for a few chickens, what's the difference between you and those shameless defaulters?"

An Chen nodded and said, "That's good. I believe that Teacher Sun is not a deadbeat."

Sun Yongming: “…”

These two people are talking and singing in unison. Do they think I can't hear them?

The key point is that even if he heard it, what can he do? The other person said it like that, and he really doesn't have the face to cheat in front of the live broadcast.

Sun Yongming finally gritted his teeth and said, "I keep my word and count the chickens."

When Duan Xingyu heard that they had to count chickens, he excitedly raised his hand to join the staff in counting.

At that time, Sun Yongming was completely focused on the chicken shit in his mouth and did not notice how many chickens entered the cages.

I think it’s only one minute, so it can’t be too much.

But as time passed, he began to feel uneasy.

It’s just a few chickens, does it take so long to count them?

More than half an hour later, Duan Xingyu came out of the chicken coop with a few chicken feathers on his head, and said excitedly: "I counted them, a total of 3408."

Sun Yongming fell off his chair, looking shocked and asked, "How many did you say?"