Why didn't you tell me earlier that my little sister is still waiting for me?

After hearing Lin Bufan's description, Jiang Nansun felt a little nauseous, but she still suppressed her nausea and continued to struggle, "Are you sick? Are you deliberately disgusting me? How can something like this be sold on the market?"

"You still don't believe it, right? Then don't blame me!" After saying that, Lin Bufan imitated his idol Stephen Chow and started laughing!

Looking at Lin Bufan with a smirk on his face, Jiang Nansun stood up in fear and said in a trembling voice, "What are you going to do?"

Seeing Jiang Nansun looking like a frightened little white rabbit, Lin Bufan's desire to perform surged uncontrollably!

"Hey~hey~hey~hey~" Lin Bufan chuckled as he pressed closer and closer towards Jiang Nansun: "Young lady, what do you think I should do?"

Because Lin Bufan was blocking the restaurant's exit, Jiang Nansun had no choice but to retreat towards the kitchen. While retreating, Jiang Nansun did not forget to persuade Lin Bufan: "Lin Bufan, I believe you. Isn't it okay if I believe you?"

"It's full of lies and nonsense. It can't be trusted!"

"Lin Bufan, calm down! This is a crime. You will ruin the rest of your life!"

"Tsk, I don't believe it!" As he spoke, Lin Bufan had already unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt!

"Suosuo, Lin Bufan, please think about Suosuo. Suosuo loves you so much. Are you doing this to Suosuo?"

"I can't care about that anymore!"

Under Lin Bufan's relentless pressure, Jiang Nansun had already retreated into the kitchen.

Seeing that Lin Bufan had lost his mind, it was useless to persuade him verbally, so Jiang Nansun decided to save herself!

After glancing around and seeing the kitchen knife hanging on the chopping board, Jiang Nansun's eyes lit up, and she took a step forward and grabbed the kitchen knife in her hand!

Sure enough, the value of Professor Ai's words is increasing. Dignity is only above the edge of the sword, and truth is only within the range of the cannon!

With the kitchen knife in her hand, Jiang Nansun immediately became more confident. As she swung it, she felt as if the half-meter distance around her had become her absolute territory, and anyone who entered would die!

"Lin Bufan, you still have a chance to turn back. Don't make the same mistake again, or don't blame me for not caring about our friendship!"

"Knife?" Lin Bufan sneered disdainfully: "Can you use a knife?

Do you know how heavy a knife is?

Do you know how much strength it takes to swing a knife freely?

Do you know where to strike someone so that you can avoid the vital parts?

Do you know where to stab someone so that they can lose the ability to resist and only be considered slightly injured?

Do you know to what extent you need to control the injury so that it won’t be considered excessive self-defense?

Do you know how to clean up the crime scene if you accidentally kill someone so the police don't find out?"

Jiang Nansun was confused by Lin Bufan's question, and for some reason she said, "You know?"

Jiang Nansun's unauthorized addition of lines made Lin Bufan a little distracted, but his strong acting skills allowed him to quickly regain his composure: "Don't try to delay time with these useless words. Even if Wu Erlang comes back today, he can't save you!"

"You said it, not me!" After mumbling softly, Jiang Nansun asked again: "Who is Wu Erlang?"

This question made Lin Bufan a little confused!

According to this plot, Jiang Nansun is Pan Jinlian, he is Ximen Daguanren, Zhang Anren should be Wu Dalang, then Wu Erlang can only be...

After some analysis, Lin Bufan expressed his own opinion: "I think Suosuo is more suitable to play Wu Erlang!"

Lock it?

If Suosuo was Wu Erlang, would she save herself?

Will these two people collude with each other by then?

and many more!

If Suosuo is Wu Erlang, then is she Pan Jinlian?

In this case, then Wu Dalang is...

No, no, how can I be Pan Jinlian when I am healthy?

After discovering that she had brought in Pan Jinlian, Jiang Nansun immediately questioned: "Why should I be Pan Jinlian? I don't want to be Pan Jinlian!"

"If you don't want to be one, do you want me to be one?"

"It's not impossible!"

Feeling insulted, Lin Bufan immediately shouted angrily, "Don't go too far. How can a man be Pan Jinlian?"

and many more!

It seems there really is!

You're right, right? Zeng Xiaolian!

(Zeng Xiaoxian: Who? Who? Who is calling me?

and many more!

Zeng Xiaolian?

That's fine!)

It was already noon, and Lin Bufan, who hadn't eaten breakfast yet, was so hungry that his health began to drop. So he quickly reminded Jiang Nansun, "Okay, stop wasting time. Recover a little. I'm going to force myself on you!"

Jiang Nansun also realized that Lin Bufan was joking, so she angrily threw the kitchen knife on the chopping board: "So childish, are you bored?"

"Who's being childish? You were the one who started the performance. If you hadn't acted terrified and reluctant, would I have continued?"

After hearing Lin Bufan's slander, Jiang Nansun put her left hand on her waist, pointed at Lin Bufan with her right hand, and said angrily: "Who is frightened? Who is willing to refuse but still welcome? I was scared by that sinister smile!"

"Who laughed?" Lin Bufan also felt that he was being slandered and immediately refuted: "Please, I'm a filmmaker, my idol is Stephen Chow, is there anything wrong with me paying tribute to Stephen Chow's laughter?"

"Then why are you taking off your clothes?"

"Haven't you seen Stephen Chow's Flirting Scholar? Isn't that what happened when the Four Scholars of Jiangnan appeared? I'm still paying tribute to Stephen Chow!"

Jiang Nansun thought back to what had happened before and felt that what Lin Bufan said seemed to make sense!

But Jiang Nansun didn't want to just let the matter go. Wouldn't it be all in vain that she was afraid?

"Then why didn't you remind me first that you were acting, oh no, paying tribute to Stephen Chow!"

Lin Bufan spread his hands and said innocently, "I think you were the one who performed first, and I was just cooperating with you. Otherwise, if I really got serious, do you think you could resist for so long?"

Thinking of the speed at which Lin Bufan and Sang Biao were so fast that afterimages appeared, Jiang Nansun was completely speechless!

Jiang Nansun, feeling depressed, pushed Lin Bufan, who was blocking the kitchen door, away and said, "Get out of the way! My instant noodles are probably getting cold!"

After what Lin Bufan did, Jiang Nansun had forgotten that there was no "old jar" in the "old jar pickled cabbage", only the "old man"!

Seeing this, Lin Bufan felt it necessary to remind Jiang Nansun again!

Jiang Nansun had just slurped the last mouthful of instant noodles when she heard Lin Bufan's annoying voice!

"Nansun, please watch the VCR!"

Jiang Nansun looked up subconsciously, and then saw a scene that she would never forget!

In a large pit covered with plastic film, a group of men with pickled feet were packing pickled sauerkraut into bags. Many workers worked barefoot, while some who thought the sauerkraut pit was too dirty wore rain boots or slippers.

Jiang Nansun even saw a worker smoking while working, and the ashes fell all over the sauerkraut pool as the worker moved!

After seeing all this, Jiang Nansun couldn't bear it anymore. She screamed and spat out the instant noodles she had just sucked into her mouth back into the bowl!