Four male gods forced me to transform [Entertainment]

Guo Zhenhua put her hips on her hips, "What's wrong with you, old man? You, an old man, even took pictures in skirts!"

"When did that happen?" Bu Li blushed, trying to get rid of all kinds of pictures in small skirts in his mind, pointing to his mother and complaining: "I'm still young, I'm not sensible, not all Forced by you!"

Guo Zhenhua shrugged, spread her hands, and said sarcastic remarks, "That's pretty good too."

Bu Li stood up and propped himself up on the table to declare his masculine authority, "When I was a kid, I was a kid, and one size fits all. I'm purely a man, so I don't do these bitch things!"

Guo Zhenhua stood up and pumped Bu Li's buttocks, "How do you talk? Girls are supposed to make these things? What age is it, why are you still engaging in sexism?"

"No, that's not what I meant!" Bu Li couldn't explain clearly, struggled for a long time, slapped his forehead, and scolded himself, "I mean I'm stupid, I can't do it, I can't learn it, I can't, I can't , even if I'm a girl, then I can't do it!"

"How will you know if you don't try?" Guo Zhenhua continued to smoke, "How did Mom teach you? Take the initiative, persist, talk but don't do it, give up all the time, what a man!"

Could this be the same thing?Bu Li doesn't say anything, and fully suspects that Guo Zhenhua is playing him for fun, as expected of a poor kid who has been cheated since childhood, and is extremely vigilant.

Guo Zhenhua did not give up and continued to fool around.

"That's your boss? You don't care about him?"

"People have money! I need to take care of it."

"Didn't you like him all the time?"

"Bah, I like him a bitch!"

"If you insist on doing this, then it can only be counted?"

"Pull it down! Best!"

Guo Zhenhua rolled her eyes, "Hey, how much did they say?"

"I don't know! It's none of my business!" Bu Li was very angry. Looking back, he always felt that the conversation was strangely familiar. Why did the situation seem to be reversed?Regardless of him, if you don't do it, you don't do it!

"I wanted to give you pocket money at first..." Guo Zhenhua used his trump card.

"I don't... Eh, eh? Really?" Bu Li changed his words halfway, almost slipping his tongue.

The ability to make money is easy to use at any time, especially in this situation.

Bu Li squinted his eyes and sat under the desk lamp, holding the thread, twisting it three times with his left hand and twice with his right hand, practicing the basics of crochet painstakingly, with his mother sitting beside him to provide all-round technical support.

For three whole days, except for bathing, going to the toilet, and sleeping, Bu Li never left this place again.

As for the results... a mess, there is no other better description.

During this period, Guo Zhenhua was taken by Ada to the villa, and took off a small piece of lace from the neckline of the wedding dress that had been eaten away by moths, and took it home to study carefully.

Guo Zhenhua is skilled, and spent a day drawing the pattern, and Ada took her to the surrounding wholesale markets to find the wire that matches the material and color of the wedding dress, and everything is ready.

Looking at Buli's creative achievements, it's still a mess.If there is any progress, it can barely be regarded as a lump of shape.

Whether the finger was poked first or the old house caught fire first, Bu Li scratched his head, that was the question.

Regarding why the old house caught fire, as early as the first day of practice was over and the level of irritability approached the critical value, Bu Li took away all the lighters, matches, and candles that were visible to the naked eye at home and hid them all, for fear that he would be alone. Impulsive, I couldn't help but set fire to the silk thread in my hand that couldn't be straightened out, and then set fire to my own house.

On the fourth day, Bu Li looked at the papa in his hand and fell into deep thought.

where am I?who I am?what am i doing?

The universe is endless, and there will always be areas that you cannot understand and never set foot on.

Ah, what a wonderful world.

Bu Li felt that Chi Ling should come with him to learn this unprecedented magical technique that combines embroidery, weaving and composition, and the wisdom of working people for thousands of years.

What wedding dress, what relic, what Li Mi, what GT, what Fogg, what program, none of it is a problem.

All is no longer a problem!

Guo Zhenhua led people upstairs, and what he saw was Bu Li's blurred eyes, dull expression, motionless, almost integrated with nature.

"This is my son, his first name is Buli, and his nickname is Diudiu."

"I'm 21 years old, I just graduated, yes, that's him on TV..."

"No, no, no introduction, it's still early, don't be in a hurry..."

"Oh, he's not stupid, he's really not stupid, it's just that he hasn't slept enough these days..."

"Oh, it's not cerebral palsy, no! My son is smart!"

In a daze, Bu Li heard his own mother say this, with a very helpless tone.

... speechless.

An aunt who was about the same age as Guo Zhenhua came upstairs. After greeting Buli, the two sat down next to Buli and began to study the stitches with the drawings.

"What are you doing?" Bu Li turned his head and asked blankly.

"Isn't it helping your boss to mend the wedding dress?" Guo Zhenhua smiled, "Auntie Li's hands and feet are getting old, and I don't need this little thing for a day, so it's better!"

Stepping away from a spirit, he returned to his soul in an instant, dragged Guo Zhenhua to the corner, and gritted his teeth: "You—you—you're kidding me!"

"What's the matter, you've learned something too! You've benefited a lot! It's good to let you suffer a little bit, knowing that money is not so easy to earn! It saves you from staying at home all day, and cats hate it." You!" Guo Zhenhua spoke plausibly.

Bu Li hit the wall, "You are really a real mother!!!"

Guo Zhenhua chuckled, "Hey."

Auntie Li's technique is as fast and good as Guo Zhenhua said. She manipulated the pattern and finished the lace. She got the remuneration on the same day and left with both money and goods.

Bu Li was amazed, just about to contact Ada, but was stopped by Guo Zhenhua.

Guo Zhenhua said that she was not in a hurry, she would let it go and talk about it in a few days.

"Should I hang it out for a few days to get my shape?" Bu Li asked foolishly.

Guo Zhenhua shook her head, with an inscrutable expression on her face, "Give it to them later, don't let them know that it can be repaired so easily, let my mother bargain with them again, and cheat them a little more money."

Bu Li pounded the table, "Mom, you are enough!"

"Cut~" Guo Zhenhua disdainfully said, "Don't be my daughter-in-law, and don't be my son-in-law, don't cheat him or anyone else."

Bu Li slammed on the table, "That's enough!!!"

Two days later, Buli received a transfer from Guo Zhenhua, which was all for him except Aunt Li's remuneration.

At the critical moment, my mother was still reliable, and Bu Li burst into tears.

But the deal isn't done yet, and opportunities to sew the newly woven lace into the wedding dress still need to be found.

Chiling's situation is obvious to all, he wanders around the villa like a wandering ghost all day, it is almost impossible to get Ada to take out the wedding dress, that's only for them to go there.

In order to cooperate with the business hours of the food stall, Ada told Guo Zhenhua that she would personally drive over to pick her up to the villa in the evening to complete the last process.

"Don't go, don't go, I'm going to panic at night." Guo Zhenhua refused, and told her to leave, "You know how to do it, you go."

"Oh, yes." Bu Li realized later, no wonder he has been teaching him how to sew for the past few days, and even drew him the pattern of which thread corresponds to which thread, so he was waiting for today.

Guo Zhenhua dislikes the location of the villa. At night, the mountain wind blows through the hall, it is gloomy and chilly, and it screams like ghosts. Even if she is dead, she is not allowed to turn on the lights. I almost bought grapefruit leaves and came back to take a bath.

Older people are always talking about it, and it is reasonable to refuse to go.

But I'm also afraid.Not afraid of ghosts, afraid of people.

Bu Li thought to himself, but was ashamed to say it.

Ada took Buli to the villa, with a lukewarm attitude, and everything was business-like, as if she didn't know each other before.

Bu Li held the ancestral sewing kit in his arms, feeling uneasy along the way.

I always feel that things are not simple.

It seems like something is going to happen.

According to the routine of the big dogs, something should happen.

But the premise is that he has to be a protagonist.

It has to be the protagonist in the life of the owner of the villa.

Thinking of this, Bu Li couldn't help but feel relieved.

For a person like him, it is already a miracle that he can have an intersection with Chi Ling in this life.

He didn't know where he was ranked in Chi Ling's heart, and he didn't know how many people were there in total. At least Si Qiu was definitely ahead of him, maybe the ranking was not low.

No matter how you look at it, the protagonist can't get his turn, right?And the fact is very likely that he is not even eligible for a number plate.

The vehicle arrived at the destination on time, and the two got off.

Bu Limao followed behind Ada, slipped through the door like a thief, and saw the altar in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Due to too many doubts on the Internet, the program group closed the live broadcast in Chiling Studio, and the wedding dress was moved to the living room of the villa together with the mannequin.

Ada went upstairs, opened the door and peeked in, came down and mouthed "sleep" to Buli, expressing that it was fine, and let Buli do his own thing at ease.

Bu Li walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, put down the mannequin, squatted on the ground, took out the lace and sewed it on the neckline. The stitches were really not beautiful, but fortunately, the seams were all on the back, so they could barely be seen.

Satisfied with the completion of the work, Ada took Buli out and bowed politely before getting into the car.

Bu Li also bowed politely, for Qian's sake.

The car was parked outside the window, not far from the villa.

Ada opened the car door for Bu Li, took a last look upstairs, then turned to Bu Li and asked, "Do you... want to go up and have a look?

"No way." Bu Li sneered, "I don't think he would want to see me..."

Before Bu Li finished speaking, he choked suddenly.

The living room is dimly lit and separated by glass, making it even more difficult to see clearly.Despite this, Bu Li still saw something floating down the stairs, approaching the window bit by bit.

Fuck!Ghost!

Bu Li was so frightened that he almost jumped up. He was still in shock, but Ada grabbed him and dragged him to the back of the car.

"Shh!" Ada pressed Bu Li's head, warning Bu Li to hide, as if it was not his boss who came downstairs, but a zombie.

Ada poked his head out of the car's buttocks, and didn't move for a long time.

Bu Li was so curious that he stuck his head out after Ada and looked into the window.

Barefoot, Chi Ling walked quietly through the living room, his straight legs were so white that they glistened, and the silk nightgown hung loosely on his shoulders, unable to fall off, revealing a large chest muscle, a shadow between the waist and abdomen, Appears to be wearing nothing but dressing gowns.

He walked to the window, stared at the wedding dress for a while, raised his left hand, pressed the avatar around, pulled the back chain with a "wow", pulled off the clothes with one hand, and then raised the other hand twelve times. A tailor with an inch-sized sharp beak pointed at the fabric, clicked here, clicked there, and quickly cut the entire wedding dress to pieces.