NOVEL NEXT Chapter 43 Why are Chinese people just so tough?
[The anchor is a human being, not a god. No matter how powerful he is, this live broadcast cannot be saved, right? 】
I would rather have nothing: [It seems that it is not impossible to save...]
Just when the audience in the live broadcast room closed their eyes and did not dare to watch, the beautiful host's knife did not cut open the man's skin.
The audience began to sigh.
"What are you doing? Can it be done? If not, please replace it quickly."
Ignoring the booing from the audience, the hostess changed the knife again, but this time she still couldn't cut open the man's stomach.
Not believing in evil, she slashed the knife into the hand of the assistant beside her, and the spurts of blood showed the sharpness of the knife edge.
[Sure enough, everything is under the control of our fairies. 】
[I just said that the anchor would not watch a living person being dissected like this. 】
'It's evil, Bazi, come here. '
A different man came over, and it was still the same situation as before.
This was the first time I encountered this situation. Several people on the stage were discussing it in a hurry.
I saw them bringing a chainsaw.
"Bosses, don't be anxious, let Keiko give you an exciting show."
The buzzing sound of a chainsaw sounded on the stage, which indeed aroused the enthusiasm of the audience.
"Okay, okay, today is not in vain. These Chinese people have very hard bones and should use electric saws!"
The people in the audience laughed crazily. They all came from different countries. Under the reflection of the lights, they laughed like devils.
[Damn it, it’s true that my bones are hard all over my body. 】
[Chinese people are very stubborn. What’s wrong? I’m so mad at them. 】
[I'm so amazing, please help me see, these people in the audience are not from China, right? 】
[Look, according to my many years of research on human faces from various countries, there should be no Chinese people in them. 】
However, even the chainsaw couldn't cut the man open.
While the people on stage were angry and horrified, the door to the basement was finally broken open by the army.
The armies of Huaxia and Matai all rushed in. Raise the weapon in your hand and aim it at everyone in the field.
"You're surrounded, hands up."
The people on the stage were rescued in a daze. They originally thought they were dead this time, but unexpectedly, they survived.
[Looking at this guy’s expression, it’s not easy to go through hell three times, hahaha. 】
[It only takes one word to destroy them. The anchor will become famous in Malaysia and Thailand this time. 】
The military is in the casino lounge. Found Maizi standing motionless in the corner.
There were still two corpses. Nitta-kun, who couldn't get out, killed the Matai man with two shots. He also died because he attacked Maizi again.
Maizi was rescued and Cheng Fei was also arrested. The embassy and Ma Tai's people will take care of the rest.
"Okay, now you can give out a lucky bag."
Yan Qing solved the time flow rate, and the time in the live broadcast room became normal.
[Get ready, this time I must figure out whether my Mr. Right is lost. 】
[Look at me, I am your one true love. 】
[Will the follow-up this time have to wait for the official release? 】
"Yes, you can follow the embassy account just now, they will publish it."
After Yan Qing finished speaking, he handed out the lucky bags.
Congratulations to 'Liu Liu should work hard' for grabbing the lucky bag.
[I'm really cheap, why should I pay attention to the embassy? 】
[I understand, the fairy just hopes that I can’t grab it. If I can’t grab it, nothing will happen to me. 】
Liuliu must work hard to deliver 'Hawaii'*1
[Finally someone knows how to light up the illustrated book, thank you lady. 】
[The cheap illustrations will be ordered by us, and the expensive ones will be reserved for the lucky bag recipients. I'm so witty. 】
Yan Qing sent the connection to the other party, and the screen was split into two again.
The girl opposite has long, wavy hair, delicate makeup on her face, and the latest necklace around her neck.
As soon as she saw her face on the screen, she started talking.
"Hello, Master, my name is Liuliu. I am a full-time novel writer. Recently, I found that my novel has little traffic, but many people have malicious negative reviews."
[Is this image definitely from a novel? 】
[...The author in my impression is not one who is unkempt and unwashed, sitting in front of the computer and typing away. 】
[At first glance, it seems that it is not a serious novel. Is it strange that it has no traffic? Isn’t it normal for bad writing to be criticized negatively? 】
[This little thing will take up our lucky bag opportunity. If this one doesn't work, just open a new one. 】
When Liuliu saw the barrage on the public screen, he actually responded sentence by sentence.
"What's wrong with my image? Is it blinding you? Don't fall in love with me. Thank you."
"Who said authors should be unkempt? When writing for two hours, we can dress up the rest of the time."
"If you like to look at things that are serious, you think what I write is not serious. If you are ugly, you have the final say."
"You think if one of the cabbages on the roadside goes bad, you can just turn around and buy another one."
Yan Qing crossed his arms over his chest and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
"Tell me, what do you think is strange?"
As if reflecting that he had ruined his image, Liuliu coughed slightly before speaking.
“Usually my results are on the recommendation list, but this time, I was supposed to be on the list, but I was suddenly replaced by someone else.
If the article is really good, then that's it. I think that article was copied from me, and it can still be on my list. "
"I made a plagiarism palette to report to the editor, but I didn't expect that the outlines on the other side were similar to mine. I just wanted to ask the master to figure out who was behind my back."
In order to better demonstrate Taoism to the audience in the live broadcast room.
Yan Qing took out a turtle shell and three ancient coins.
[Why is the anchor’s sense of ritual becoming more and more important...]
[By the way, how should I look at this copper plate? Can the anchor teach me? 】
[You won’t understand even if I teach you. Even if you understand, you won’t be able to calculate, and even if you forget, you won’t be able to make money, so forget it. 】
【...】
After preparing the tools, Yan Qing raised his eyes and glanced at Liuliu.
"You may need to take off your makeup."
Liuliu happily used makeup remover wipes to remove all her makeup.
[...Isn’t this really a different person? 】
[I want to report minor fraud! 】
[I originally thought she was a super cool hot girl... I didn't expect that after taking off the makeup, she turned out to be an innocent school girl. 】
After taking off his makeup, Liuliu seemed to have taken off his mask, and was a little embarrassed when he saw the barrage on the public screen.
"I'm an adult, I'm 23 this year, and I don't engage in fraud."
Yan Qing glanced at Liuliu without makeup, put the copper plate in the turtle shell and started shaking it.
"Jingle bell clang clang..."
Shake it three times, turn the turtle shell upward, and pour out the copper coins one by one.
"When you write a novel, you should have a manuscript, right?"
Yan Qing glanced at the copper coin and asked.
"Yes, I will write an outline before writing the article."
"Who did you discuss it with? You should know, right?"
Yan Qing's words made Liuliu stunned.
"I know... you mean... it can't be, it can't be her."
【What's the meaning? An acquaintance committed the crime? 】
[There is no reason why a fairy can ask such a question. 】
Yan Qing played with the copper coins in his hand.
"Since you spend money to tell your fortune, you should believe me."
"She is my best friend. Even when I started writing a novel, she taught me step by step... How could she harm me so much?"
[Is this considered a master? Do you still need to plagiarize your apprentice’s novel? 】
[...Did the host make a mistake with the turtle shell? Should he do the calculation again? 】
[Little fairies can’t be wrong! It must have been her! 】
[It’s so troublesome, why don’t you just call and ask? 】
Yan Qing looked at Liuliu who was hesitating and raised his eyebrows clearly. Was this because he was ruthless?
"If I'm right, her last novel already had a lot of conflicts with you, right?"
"Yes, because we often chat together and I don't care if we have the same ideas."
The balance in Liuliu's heart had begun to tilt. She did a lot of research and targeted several authors who usually wrote similar articles.
Picking up the other phone at hand, hesitantly dialed his friend's number.