The Legendary Salted Fish of Longing Life

Chapter 49: The Buddha's Vegetable Chopping The Legendary Salted Fish of Life. Chapter 49: The Buddha's Vegetable Chopping. 　　 "Lin Heng, another one, the third fish."

"Lin Heng, the fourth fish."

"The Fifth Fish..."

After Lin Heng caught the first fish, his fishing speed was not as fast as at the beginning, and the speed at which the fish hooked became faster.

However, Lin Heng still uses a hook without bait, but I don't know why, big fish in the river will catch the bait.

Di Lieba seemed very excited at first, after all, Lin Heng was too good, in such a situation, he was able to catch fish.

But as Lin Heng caught more and more fish, Di Lieba felt numb. She just counted Lin Heng, how many fishes Lin Heng caught.

How can I say that they have an agreement with the program group. Looking at this agreement now, the possibility of realization has become greater and greater.

"How is this possible?" Director Wang Zhengyu's eyes opened wide.

He didn't seem to believe the scene before him.

As time goes by, the number of Lin Heng fishing hasn't decreased, but it seems to become more and more powerful.

How can this be.

"Is this magic, is it magic?" Wang Zhengyu thought of some magic.

Magic masters can conjure a lot of things. Perhaps Lin Heng uses magic methods, although Lin Heng has not shown any magic so far.

Thinking of this, Wang Zhengyu came to look at the big bucket.

He has to make sure of his own thoughts

After reading it, Wang Zhengyu's eyes clearly told him that there were indeed such a number of fish in the bucket, and they were all fatty fish.

"Director, what are you doing?" Di Lieba asked strangely.

Suddenly, the director came to the bucket, and then the whole expression was very wrong.

"Dreaming, yes, I must be dreaming." Director Wang Zhengyu murmured to the staff place, "What do you see?"

"What?" The film crew was a little confused.

"Lin Heng caught so many fish?" Director Wang Zhengyu confirmed.

"Yes, director, didn't you go to see it just now." The film crew was a little confused.

Just now, their director didn't go to the bucket to observe carefully.

Even if the director's eyes have some degrees, it will not reach such an exaggerated level.

"Snapped."

As if the sound of clapping hands rang, the face of the filming staff was contorted.

what happened.

"Director, what are you doing?" the staff member said hoarsely.

The pain just now almost made him scream.

"It hurts," the director asked.

"..." The film crew was dumbfounded.

What kind of problem is this? He would cry if he didn't even see it.

What hurts.

It really hurts.

If it were not because he was a dedicated filming crew, he would have cursed others.

Of course, the film crew said that for his own banknotes, he would still hold back.

"Director, it really hurts." The film crew said, crying.

"Oh." Director Wang Zhengyu responded.

This sentence makes the film crew have the urge to kill at this moment.

Could it be that I just hit him for no reason, just use this oh to end it.

The film crew didn't know that Wang Zhengyu's trauma was greater than his physical trauma.

He understood that what he saw just now was not a dream.

So with Lin Heng's fishing speed, that promise will really be fulfilled.

In this case, not only him, but also the staff of the director team will suffer.

He thought of some punitive tasks in the life he had longed for before, but now he has been retributed?

The audience in the live broadcast room was also speechless.

"It's terrible. Is this the power of Lin Heng? You can catch so many with a fishing rod without bait."

"How many Lin Heng has caught now? A rough count should be around ten."

"Yes, that's the amount. You are dumbfounded if you haven't watched the director of the program group. This kind of thing can happen."

"I feel that the goddess of luck is Lin Heng's woman, otherwise how could Lin Heng be so powerful."

"I'm looking forward to the director's team breaking the corn now. It's very happy to think about it."

"Yes, this should have been figured out by the planning team, and now they can feel such a happy moment."

At this moment, the audience laughed and commented.

There is no pity for the director Wang Zhengyu.

If Wang Zhengyu knew about this, he didn't know if he would vomit blood.

When fishing in Lin Heng, the other side.

Mushroom house.

"Chen He, you have nothing to do now anyway, or you can chop me up." Huang Lei asked.

Chen He has been in the yard for a long time, but he hasn't done anything at all.

"Chopping vegetables, Teacher Huang, I was very tired just picking two watermelons." Chen He said quickly.

"The two watermelons are very tired." Huang Lei silently looked at a place where there were two watermelons, which looked slightly small.

Are you kidding me?

"Chen He, you have already taken some time off just now." Huang Lei vomited.

"Oh, that's fine, then I'll cut vegetables." Chen He nodded.

"Yeah." Huang Lei nodded in relief.

The lazy Chen He is getting rid of it.

A few minutes later.

"Chen He, why don't you cut vegetables."

"Teacher Huang, I seem to be out of order in my Buddhist chopping."

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