Master Zhili is too difficult to understand

[We study men! 】

The sound of fists hitting the sandbags came. Ying Xiujie was sweating with his upper body naked. He was not muscular, but he had a good-looking six-pack abs. Coupled with his bronzed skin, he was very eye-catching.Ying Xiujie stopped and looked fiercely at the camera: "What is the most important thing for a man? Appearance? Money? Strength? Power? None of it. The most important thing for a man is here. You read it right, it is here." Ying Xiu Jie pointed to the middle of his legs, there must be something stuffed in there, otherwise normal people, even normal people in Europe and America would not protrude like that. "I can proudly say that I am big! I am very, very big! What makes me big is Kuaishe! Kuaishe, the savior of men and the welfare of women. It will never be too late!"

(What is this, an advertisement for treating kidney deficiency?)

[We study women! 】

"It's not a man who spends the longest time with a woman. It's definitely not a man who comes into contact with your private parts for the first time. Have you guessed what it is? Yes, it's it, Miss Sanitary Pad." The camera shot from top to bottom On the bed, Chu Haoyu was lying on the bed. He kept tossing and turning, his legs caught the quilt for a while, and kicked his legs in the air for a while. He kept making upset sounds, and the expression on his face was even more disturbed.Suddenly, he sat up holding the quilt and grabbed his hair with both hands: "I'm so irritable! I'm afraid of side leakage, front leakage, back leakage, and leakage in all directions! I wake up several times every night, can't eat, can't sleep well, measure I'm more worried when I have a lot." As Chu Haoyu lay on the bed again, he clamped his legs tightly and covered him with the quilt.At this time, the original gray tone gradually turned into color, and the quilt was suddenly lifted. Chu Haoyu was very happy, and he reached into his trousers and pulled out the sanitary napkin inside, and threw it into the sky: "If you I have the same troubles as me, just do the same movements as me, and I don’t want to be bound by sanitary napkins anymore. I choose to join the fast club, which is equivalent to joining hope. From then on, no matter how I move or jump, I will never It leaks, it won’t leak if you don’t wear anything, it won’t leak if you want it to leak, it won’t leak if you beat it to death. Hehe, my lover almost thought I wasn’t a woman.” Chu Haoyu was fidgeting on the bed, and then his legs were clamped Sleep peacefully under the quilt.

(It won’t leak if you don’t wear anything, so it’s because you didn’t come to the aunt at all, but if it doesn’t leak, it’s a bit scary if you kill it and it doesn’t leak. What did Kuaishe do to the aunt!)

[We study power! 】

Su Youyan's short film is like a documentary style, the camera follows her every move, whether it is the picture of her entering the dormitory or the picture of her in the dormitory, any picture of her has a few bright characters pointing at her.The only daughter of the principal of St. Jay College, the confidant of the principal of St. Jay's School, she is labeled as the principal of St. Jay's College in various ways, and seems to be afraid that any student union will not know that the principal's daughter is in the fast club.Su Youyan was sitting at the desk, flipping through the documents, and a dialog box with cute sound effects popped up next to her: [The principal’s daughter is dealing with the daily affairs and expenses of the Express Club], the picture changed, Su Youyan was with a group of children in tattered clothes, The dialog box appeared again: [Principal's daughter is consoling poor children], the screen changed again, and Su Youyan was drinking tea with foreigners again: [Principal's daughter is in deep communication with international friends. ]

(To make it look like the president is to express something.)

[We study antisocial personality! 】

Cobb sat in front of a simple table with his head down. The desk lamp on the table made him unable to open his eyes. He raised his handcuffed hands to block it.

"What's your name."

"Cobb."

"gender."

"Is it hard to see?" Cobb lazily moved away the desk lamp that illuminated him. He was the only one in the picture, and Zhang Luo opposite him only occasionally showed a hand.

"Tell me what you did!"

"I stole Zhili's breakfast."

Zhang Luo slapped the table hard with his hand: "Crazy, you are not as good as a beast! Our Kuaishe has been observing you for a long time. Not only are you highly aggressive, but you also lack a sense of shame and social maladaptation. You deny all fairy tales and mock other people. Dream, don't like sports, only play tricks, do you admit what I said!"

"I admit."

"Now tell me honestly, how did you steal Zhili's breakfast, did you torture the bento box with your dirty hands, and bit by bit the poor fragile rice with your fangs, are you still human? Make such a Fuck, do you know how serious this would be?! Let me tell you, your actions will directly lead to starvation in the morning!”

"Really? I've been arrested, and you can deal with it whatever you want."

"Take him into Kuaishe's medical room to treat his illness, and he can't return to society until he returns to normal! Our Kuaishe has a remarkable effect on mental illness and physical illness without medication or surgery."

(Cobb was a little uncomfortable and awkward seeing himself on the screen.)

[After watching the above short video, do you have a general understanding of Kuaishe?If you still don't understand enough, and still don't believe it, the director's personal experience will let you see what a miracle is. 】

The screen went dark, and Cobb was a little puzzled. If it was Zhang Luo's short film next, what about Zhili's, did Zhili refuse to act?Cobb felt very sorry.

"I looked like this when I first entered St. Jie Academy." Zhang Luo was sitting in the dormitory playing computer in a tattered vest and underwear. He scratched his greasy hair and lower body from time to time.

"This is me after entering Kuaishe."

All of a sudden, the short film changed into a small and fresh style. Zhili, who was sitting by the window of the school building and drawing, held a pencil with his slender fingers. He was so visible in the camera that people couldn't keep their eyes open.

Zhang Luo's narrator added in awe-inspiring way: "If you want to know how I changed, please transfer money to my account, XXXXXX, account name: Zhang Luo. Kuaishe, your trustworthy choice."

At this time, Zhili in the screen raised his head: "Yan Feng, if the short film cannot pass, I will come to you." He stretched out his hand to block the camera.

When the ending song of the short film played, Zhang Luo was mobbed again: "Damn it, you are so shameless that you use Zhili to beautify yourself."

"After taking so many shots, do we still have to rely on threats in the end? You bastard!"