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Looking at Yang Wanjun's appearance of being in a hurry to dig a pit and jump by himself, Liu Shaoyi held back the smile in his heart, looked at him with a strange face, and did not speak.

The slightly strange look on his face was seen by Yang Wanjun, and it became a manifestation of empty confession.

"What?

Yang Wanjun thought about the 1,000 yuan he bleed yesterday, and said unwillingly: "Or do you want to make a bet with me again?"

"Bet?!"

Liu Shaoyi wanted to laugh when he heard these two words.

"Since you are so proactive and enterprising, moving forward bravely, wanting to dig the pit bigger and bigger, take the initiative to jump in, and bury yourself, then I have no reason to disagree!"

"It seems that my wallet has a full blood resurrection hope today. ”

He thought in his heart, and said with a reluctant expression on his face: "Bet on what?"

"How dare you bet!"

Yang Wanjun lost 1,000 yuan after eating a trench yesterday, and today he also quickly gained wisdom.

When he saw that Liu Shaoyi actually agreed to make a bet, he couldn't help but chuckle in his heart.

Yang Wanjun didn't speak immediately, but carefully observed the expression on Liu Shaoyi's face.

Under the cover of Liu Shaoyi's acting skills comparable to that of the actor, Yang Wanjun did not see any flaws.

After reading it, he turned his head around again, carefully looked at the exercise equipment in the gym, and found that there was no negligence, and finally put his mind at ease.

"This guy must be in a weak heart! He still wants to deceive me, hum! That's what you asked for, since you want to send it to the door yourself, then I'm not welcome, I will definitely give you this opportunity, let you know why the flowers are so popular!"

"Today, I want you to spit out the 1,000 yuan that won me yesterday, even with interest, and you can't lose a penny. ”

Thinking of this, Yang Wanjun said loudly and vigorously: "I am also a graduate student who graduated from a regular sports college, and I still recognize some of the equipment commonly used in daily training in the gym, and I haven't found any novel equipment in this dilapidated gym after watching it for a long time." ”

"Except for the Venus statue, which is a bit new, the rest of the equipment is a dilapidated appearance, but even the statue of the goddess of beauty, in this gym, it is still nondescript. ”

"Let's bet this time that in this fitness gym that sells dog meat with a sheep's head, there is no god-level priest stool that has been blown into the sky by you. ”

As he spoke, he also slapped the pitch-black and shiny shell of the god-level priest beside him vigorously, looking full of confidence, with a look of pointing out the country and provoking the words: "By the way, this black dome looks good, but this is a gym, not an art museum, is it useful to put these things in place?"

Watching Yang Wanjun pat the shell of the god-level priest stool with one hand, he swore that there must be no such thing as a god-level priest stool in this gym, and it was not enough to just talk about it, but to bet.

Among the people who ate melons in Hongtang Village, one of them was forced to hold back the smile in their hearts and looked at him with strange expressions.

Fortunately, the people who eat melons have a strong quality in their hearts, and they are running for the principle of not thinking a big deal to watch the excitement, but no one speaks, and it is estimated that it is also because Liu Shaoyi spent a lot of money here yesterday, and bought people's hearts to a certain extent.

The people on the TV station except for Yang Wanjun felt a little awkward, but they all looked like they didn't know why.

Only Yang Wanjun still looks like he feels good about himself.

Yao Xiaobai's heart is stable, honest, and thick-skinned, and he got Liu Shaoyi's eye hint from the beginning.

For the sake of Liu Shaoyi's large amount of money spent yesterday, and the fact that he brought a bunch of people today, and seeing that he wanted a large amount of RMB to be credited to the account, he was even more cooperative and did not speak.

He recalled the first time he was notified by the teacher to call his parents, and even a trace of nervousness and panic appeared on his face.

The expression on Yao Xiaobai's face was seen by Yang Wanjun, which added to his confidence and arrogance.

"What's the matter, dare you, but give a word!"

Yang Wanjun had a good sense of rhythm and gently tapped the shell of the god-level priest's stool with his knuckles, aggressively, and said loudly.

"Do you really want to bet?"

Liu Shaoyi took the call.

"Bet, you have to bet, you can't be cowardly if you're a man!"

Yang Wanjun was afraid that Liu Shaoyi would admit it, so his blood yesterday would not be settled, and he immediately pressed the general step by step.

"Okay!"

Liu Shaoyi nodded helplessly and agreed: "How big is the bet?"

"Hey, hey!"

"Since you agreed, you don't have to bet too much, a small bet!"

Yang Wanjun said with a tireless face: "Yesterday we gambled a thousand yuan and let you make money, so let's bet two thousand yuan today, dare not!"

"Ugh!"

Liu Shaoyi's acting skills are very good, and he hasn't spoken right away.

"Don't be cowardly if it's a man!

The self-righteous Yang Wanjun moved forward bravely, took the initiative to forge ahead and buried a handful of soil on himself.

"Okay, then bet two thousand. ”

Liu Shaoyi opened his mouth and agreed.

"Hahaha! If you agree, then ask other colleagues from the TV station and so many old and young masters present to be witnesses!"

As he spoke, Yang Wanjun proudly took out his wallet from his trouser pocket, quickly pointed out twenty red banknotes and said: "Oh! This is 2,000 yuan, my gambling products are good, I am willing to gamble and lose, and never pay the bill, what about yours?"

Seeing that the fish had bitten the bait to death, Liu Shaoyi didn't ink, quickly took out the thin and shriveled wallet on his body, and took out all the banknotes in it: "I don't have to count it, it was originally a thousand yesterday, and I won you a thousand, and I didn't move a point, it was exactly two thousand." ”

"Very good, Qi Huo!"

"Come, now you can always tell me, what kind of god-level priest stool you blew into the sky, is there such a thing, and if so, where is it?"

As he spoke, Yang Wanjun knocked on the black shell of the god-level priest's stool beside him.

"Hehe! hey, hey, hahahahaha!"

Looking at Yang Wanjun's stupid appearance of digging a pit and jumping by himself, self-righteousness, the melon-eating masses in Hongtang Village finally couldn't help but burst out laughing.

This laughter is contagious, and the speed of contagion is comparable to the speed of light.

In an instant, inside and outside the gym, more than 100 people who were about to watch the excitement and eat melons all laughed from the heart, burst into laughter, and all kinds of laughter.

There are thousands of postures, different smiles, some bend over and laugh at the belly, some stomp and beat their chests, some spit and snot flying, and they are almost rolling on the ground.

Coincidentally, everyone smiled and smiled, and their eyes were reluctant to leave Yang Wanjun, who was in a daze and stunned next to the god-level priest's bench.

This ignorant and fearless TV sports channel host, in a short period of time today, brought the audience joy far beyond his professional hosting career.

"What are you laughing at?!"

As the saying goes, what Qianfu points out, ends without a problem, but the laughter of the 100 people at this scene is not much more powerful.

Even if Yang Wanjun is the host of his own studio, the most basic requirement is not stage fright, he has been working for several years, and he has also presided over tens of thousands of live sports meetings.

BUT IN THE FACE OF THE OLD AND YOUNG MASTERS OF HONGTANG VILLAGE, WHO LAUGHED WITH THE SAME GOAL, YANG WANJUN WAS STILL A LITTLE UNABLE TO HOLD THE SCENE AND PANICKED