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Liu Shaoyi blinked desperately at Yao Xiaobai, and his small eyes, which were not big, almost rolled out his eyes when he blinked.

Just when Liu Shaoyi was about to evolve towards the dead fish eye, Yao Xiaobai finally responded, he raised his head slightly, and blinked his eyes to show that he understood.

The expressions on the faces of the TV station and his party were all relaxed and comfortable.

Looking at Liu Shaoyi's eyes, it was like looking at a fool.

"I look at Liu Shaoyi on weekdays, and he is also a very shrewd person, why did he make a fool today?"

"This bet between him and Yang Wanjun, isn't it a win or a loss! Not to mention what kind of god-level priest stool this is, it is essentially a massage chair with a slightly different packaging. ”

"Even if this massage chair is really a little different, but Yang Wanjun is the host of our TV sports channel!

"Take 10,000 steps back and say, even if it's this massage chair, oh no, it's a god-level priest's chair, there's really something very special. It's good that Yang Wanjun doesn't die makes Yang Wanjun feel that it's all kinds of good, but after all, the mouth is on his face, how to say it, it's not a matter of Yang Wanjun's upper and lower mouths lightly touching. ”

"So, this time Liu Shaoyi is doomed, he lost not only the 4,000 yuan, but also his job at the TV station!"

"How?"

The Nike man with the camera on his back was a little stunned when he heard this, and asked.

"What do you think! Yesterday in Taiwan, as soon as the news of Liu Shaoyi going to the village to eat, drink, prostitute and gamble spread, the Taiwan leaders were already dissatisfied with him in various ways, and if Yang Wanjun got the investigation report written according to his heart today, according to Liu Shaoyi, he would still have good fruits to eat!"

"Okay! It seems that Liu Shaoyi is dead this time. ”

The Nike man said with pity.

"He doesn't die, are you dead! He deserves his head to be squeezed by the door, so he made this kind of bet with Yang Wanjun, we estimate that we can also follow some benefits, Yang Wanjun wins, you can make him bleed profusely at night, please eat and drink well with our brothers." ”

The little friend of the TV station said with an expectant face, vividly embodying a sentence that builds his happiness on the pain of others.

"Hehe! hey, hey, hahahahaha!"

looked at the happy and expectant faces of the TV station group in front of them.

Liu Shaoyi turned his head again and again to look at the shell of the god-level priest's stool, which had been completely bothered, and he finally couldn't help it, and he didn't plan to endure it anymore, so he laughed out loud.

This hearty laughter made everyone on the TV station very puzzled, looking at Liu Shaoyi with a stupid expression.

"This guy can't be crazy, right?"

"Isn't it just a matter of a few thousand dollars?"

"Even if the job is gone, then you can find it again! How can you be crazy?"

"Could it be that he is planning to use the trick of pretending to be crazy and stupid to escape this catastrophe!"

"Makes sense!"

"Ah...... Ahh

The TV station and his party were talking about it in full swing, and when the people eating melons in Hongtang Village were also watching it with relish, suddenly Yang Wanjun's earth-shattering, weeping ghosts and gods came from the god-level priest's stool.

It was the first time for the TV station and his party to experience this kind of scene, and they couldn't help but be startled by Yang Wanjun's mournful shouts.

"It's worthy of being a master's student in a sports college! This lung capacity, just now, must be praised!"

The source of this cool talk is Liu Shaoyi, who has always maintained a low-key and honest appearance: "I am really envious, I am in good health, and even my screams are full of energy, high-pitched and excited! Listen, listen, listen!"

This voice is not something that ordinary people can make. ”

"If this is put on the bed, it must not be deafening!"

"You!"

Hearing Liu Shaoyi's wonderful cool words, the members of the sports program team of the TV station couldn't help it.

When he was about to open his mouth to scare Liu Shaoyi back, Yang Wanjun's screaming and wailing voice came from the god-level priest's bench.

"Oh, don't, don't come!"

Hearing this familiar rhythm, Liu Shaoyi and Yao Xiaobai glanced at each other tacitly, revealing a knowing smile that only two people knew.

"It seems that this little boss really has enough tacit understanding with me!"

Liu Shaoyi thought in his heart: "It's not in vain that I almost blinked my eyes just now." ”

"Listening to Yang Wanjun's screams now, it is estimated that he has just enjoyed the warm fragrance of the goddess's nephrite, so he smelled it slightly, and immediately fell into the crocodile pit!"

"Haha! Why do I want to laugh so much?"

"Liu Shaoyi, this is really an old driver!"

Yao Xiaobai looked at Liu Shaoyi, who was already smiling next to the god-level priest's stool, and thought in his heart: "The reason why he fell into such a pit with me yesterday is probably the first time he has seen a god-level priest's stool, and I can't imagine how there can be such a magical thing, so I have to fall into the pit, and I am not wronged." ”

"Then today, as soon as Liu Shao came back to his senses, he immediately pulled a bunch of people to fall into the pit together, what a talent!"

"It seems that the tickets for my god-level priest's bench are not worried about selling today. ”

Yao Xiaobai was silently counting the specific number of people from the TV station opposite Liu Shaoyi at the moment.

Everyone is a lively ticket to him!

"Fifteen, ten, two more, how can there be so little! ”

After counting the number of people on the TV station twice, Yao Xiaobai still felt a little regretful in his heart: "It's a pity, if there is a hundred and eighty people today, then I may be able to pay back my credit card tomorrow, and I will save myself from answering that annoying debt collection call every day." ”

"What the hell are you doing! Brother Yang is screaming so miserably inside!"

A little brother in the sports column group said bravely.

"Don't worry, I'll be out in a while. You can ask him what he was going through in it, and if he feels good, you'll find out in a moment. ”

Liu Shaoyi said on the ground.

The melon-eating masses in Hongtang Village were like listening to a big play, listening to the yin and yang frustration and undulating shouts of Yang Wanjun in the pastor's stool, and watching the confrontation between the TV station and Liu Shaoyi, which was very interesting.

"Ah......h

"Ah......h

"Ah...... Ah......h

"No! I'm going to die. ”

At this time, with Yang Wanjun's last terrible scream coming from the priest's bench, the gym finally fell silent.

"Brother Yang, what's wrong?"

Everyone on the TV station invariably put a question mark in their hearts, staring at the pitch-black shell of the god-level priest's bench with concern.

Liu Shaoyi and Yao Xiaobai glanced at each other again, their faces full of playful abuse.

The people who eat melons are also looking forward to what Yang Wanjun will look like when he comes out.