Chapter 0182 Live Broadcast Secret War
"Go and go, I'll prove your ridiculousness with facts!" the guest audience member quickly got up and ran outside.
"Quick! The news truck is ready, keep up!" The director of the column group who was running smoothly hurriedly shouted into the microphone.
This is big news, and if it is done well, the ratings will go up.
"I don't believe it either!" He's talking about fooling people, and he's a feng shui master, like a piece of shit!" Another guest in a coat stood up angrily.
Wang Zixuan looked at it intently, and his heart was full of joy, there were three warlocks sitting below, and it was Zhang Guorong's fifth brother Zhang Darong who stood up, although the other party was wearing makeup, he was still seen through by Wang Zixuan at a glance.
Master Fang's face turned pale, and he tried his best to suppress the fire.
Why did Wang Zixuan appear in disguise?
Master Fang is outspoken and ruthless, with a hot temper, he has offended many peers in the past, and he is jealous of hosting the "Running Things" program, and he is ready to stumble.
And the youngest among them, Zhang Darong, couldn't bear to fall into the well first, and wanted to make Master Fang ruined!
Zhang Darong is a well-known feng shui master in Hong Kong, known as Darong Jushi, and has been a guest host of the radio program "Money in Hand". Opened a fortune-telling parlor in Wan Chai and only accepts one guest a day.
Wang Zixuan said with a smile: "Da Rong Jushi, you are from the Shi family, I will tell you a story about the Shi family!"
Zhang Darong looked at Wang Zixuan expressionlessly, but his heart was like a stormy wave, who was this person, and he actually saw through his identity.
The other two warlocks in the audience glanced at each other, unable to figure out the depth of the white-haired old man, not to mention that there was another Wang Zixuan hiding in the shadows, so they decided to wait and see.
Master Fang's eyes narrowed when he heard this, and he really didn't talk casually, he had mentioned Zhang Darong in the dressing room before, and he actually made up to stumble him, no wonder Wang Zixuan wanted to appear in disguise, he knew that someone was going to deal with him, so he arranged in advance.
Wang Zixuan smiled slightly, "Su Dongpo is a great talent, Foyin is a high monk, and the two often participate in Zen and meditate together. Foyin is honest and always bullied by Su Dongpo. Sometimes it's nice to take advantage, and Su Dongpo likes to tell his talented sister Su Xiaomei when he goes home. ”
One day, the two of them meditated together. After Su Dongpo sat upright, he asked: What do you look like me? Buddha Yin said: I see you like a Buddha. ”
Su Dongpo laughed after hearing this, and said to Buddha Yin: You know what I see you sitting there like? It's like a piece of shit. ”
"This time, it seems that the Buddha seal has suffered a dumb loss again. Su Dongpo went home and showed off this matter in front of Su Xiaomei. ”
Su Xiaomei sneered and said to her brother: "You still participate in Zen meditation with this understanding, do you know what is the most important thing for people who participate in Zen? ”
"The Buddha seal said that you look like a Buddha, that means that he has a Buddha in his heart, you say that the Buddha seal is like shit, think about what you have in your heart!"
Zhang Darong was silent, Master Fang looked at him with fierce eyes, holding the porcelain bowl with three fingers of his right hand behind his back, and he had a big posture of fighting if he didn't agree with him.
"How do I remember that in this allusion, Su Dongpo is talking about cow dung?" Zhang Darong squinted.
Wang Zixuan smiled slightly: "If you are cow dung, you are cow dung." ”
"Excuse me, who are you!?" Zhang Darong looked at Wang Zixuan's white-haired old man with a blank face.
The guests and viewers at the live broadcast heard that the two of them were talking sharply, and Zhang Guorong on the sofa on the stage looked puzzled, how could that man be called Darong Jushi like his fifth brother?
"I'm Ren Youhu, you can call me Master Ren, Master Wang has something to do temporarily, please come over!" Wang Zixuan said with his hand brushing his beard.
"Master Ren?" Zhang Darong frowned slightly.
The guests and the audience looked at each other, and Zhang Darong also muttered in his heart, is there such a feng shui master in Xiangjiang, why haven't you heard of it.
"That's right, lie to you, my surname is written backwards!" Wang Zixuan nodded solemnly.
Master Fang was amused when he heard it, Wang Zixuan's surname is Wang, isn't it still surnamed Wang when he writes it upside down? "Ren Youhu" is "fooling people" upside down.
The guests and the audience pouted, and they regarded themselves as masters at their age, who recognized you?
Wang Zixuan just wanted to expose Zhang Darong's true face in public, Deng Cuiwen suddenly came over and looked at Wang Zixuan in a daze, "Do you remember me!?"
What is the situation? Wang Zixuan turned around again and found that Zhang Darong had already run to the door of the live broadcast room with his gown in front of him.
Master Fang just wanted to pinch the mantra, Wang Zixuan shook his head to stop it, there were two other guys in the audience.
Wang Zixuan decided to take action himself, he just wanted to use the "Sang Chong Escape Technique".
"Master!" Deng Cuiwen threw himself into Wang Zixuan's arms and hugged him tightly, so excited that he cried with joy.
There was an uproar at the scene!
Deng Cuiwen's childhood life was very unhappy, when she was very young, her parents were divorced, and she could only live with her grandparents.
When I was a child, there was a fortune teller surnamed Ren who gave Deng Cuiwen the most unforgettable childhood memories, the other party often hugged her when she was a child, told her stories, and bought her candy people to eat, but unfortunately later this Master Ren disappeared, and her grandmother told her that Master Ren traveled and practiced.
"Let go, you recognize the wrong person!" Wang Zixuan frowned.
"I will not admit my mistake! I remember the smell of you! I am the ninth sister!" Deng Cuiwen said excitedly.
There was an uproar at the live broadcast scene, what is the situation? Liu Jialiang and Wen Jingjing's limelight has not passed, and it is pear blossoms pressing begonias?
"Please respect yourself!" Wang Zixuan pushed Deng Cuiwen away.
Internet celebrity routines? He instinctively suspected that Deng Cuiwen wanted to use him to stir up scandals.
"13 years ago, under the old banyan tree in Wan Chai, did you forget? At that time, as soon as your hand touched me, I screamed, it was too cold......" Tang Cuiwen said excitedly.
In Wan Chai, the most lively place in Xiangjiang, there is an old banyan tree, the trunk is one and a half meters thick, the diameter of the crown is more than 20 meters, the single tree becomes a forest, it is very spectacular, forming a small park centered on it, named "Banyan Garden".
The guests and the audience talked a lot, 13 years ago!? This old man has a lot of taste, now Deng Cuiwen is only nineteen years old, and he was six years old thirteen years ago.
Wang Zixuan chose to ignore it, but his heart was full of sighs, it was too icy? Few people know that the old banyan tree is one of the favorite places for the ghosts in the yang world, and the fortune teller? Deng Cuiwen met the ghosts in the yang world when he was a child, right?......
He suddenly pointed his finger at Deng Cuiwen and suddenly: "Oh~~!I remember you!"
"You remember!" Deng Cuiwen was overjoyed.
Wang Zixuan nodded: "You are the girl who fell into the dung pit for three hours, and was salvaged by me, not only is it fine, but she also hiccups while laughing while running!"
The host was picking up a teacup and drinking water, and snorted out.
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