Chapter 116: Master Style

"Wang Mingzhi! He's in battle!!"

Liu Sheng exclaimed excitedly, the live broadcast room was boiling, and the barrage of netizens exploded suddenly: "Why is Brother Feiming here?", "It's lively!", "No, Wang Mingzhi also dares to learn to fight?"

As soon as the news spread, it spread to Weiyan, and it spread to Wang Mingzhi's bar, and the online bar friends were all alarmed, Linglu Daxian and Wanghai's cat! Of course, you must immediately open this live broadcast room to see what is going on.

The sunset was still hanging in the sky, and in front of the city tower, everyone was shocked! This white-clothed figure strode out.

Wang Mingzhi!

What the hell? Yu Xijun, Zhan Jiafeng, Zou Qing, Zhang Jiawei, and Yang Qingqing all had strange faces, they all lost like this, what kind of trouble did Wang Mingzhi come out to make, did he think that the loss was not ugly enough and not miserable enough!

"Huh?" Sun Wei was still stunned, Lin Jin, Fang Han and the rest of the crew of "Jincheng Heroes" had to wonder if they were hallucinating.

They recognized who this guy was, he was very talented, but the image of him auditioning for "Li Shanfu" was also cited as a joke!

Ouyang Haoran frowned, he hadn't seen Wang Mingzhi since the last time he said goodbye to Wang Wanglou, and every time he met this guy in the past, he wouldn't have good luck...... Not this time, it's his home turf.

What puzzled everyone on both sides was that Wang Ming was dressed as a scholar, but he was holding an old way whisk in his hand, what was he doing......?

"I'm going to fight. Wang Mingzhi met everyone's eyes and walked to the front, with a wave of dust in his hand, the white yellowed horsemane fluttered elegantly, and suddenly the momentum became even greater.

"Hmm. Sun Wei looked at the people in a daze, did he hear right?

My little ancestor! Yu Xijun is sad, don't make trouble! Don't you know why you were invited to play Li Shusheng?

"Hahaha. "Jincheng Heroes" everyone couldn't help laughing, and Lin Jin shook his head slightly.

Everyone on the side of "Tang Bula" was very speechless, this time it was really stupid. When Yang Qingqing thought of having to play with Wang Mingzhi in the future, she didn't even want to do the job of an actor......

Wang Mingzhi became more and more natural, holding the dust, and said lightly: "Who will fight?"

Lin Jin was about to say something, but Ouyang Haoran whispered to him: "Brother Lin, use a knife to kill chickens, I'll just come." Although his voice was small, he deliberately made it possible for everyone around him to hear it, causing another round of laughter.

Ouyang Haoran strode out and crossed his hand to Wang Ming's fork: "Feiming, fortunately." "I've wanted revenge for a long time!

Alas, Zhang Jiawei, Yang Qingqing and others don't look too much, they really don't have eyes......

"Ouyang Haoran should fight!" Liu Sheng said live on the city tower. The admirers on both sides were suddenly stunned, and after the Emeishan Chongyang Competition a few months ago, the two faced off again! Neutral netizens said: "There is no suspense, Ouyang Haoran won!", "It's not a level." ”

"Write poetry. Ouyang Haoran said with a smile, looking confident and calm.

Wu Lingdong, the director of "Jincheng Heroes", faintly felt bad, he was also confident and calm, but Wang Mingzhi over there was like a green pine and cypress, why? By the way, it was the dust in his hand, which was really the finishing touch......

Yu Xijun and the others looked at each other, they were really helpless, okay!

Since Feiming was holding the dust, Yu Xijun had a flash of inspiration but was apprehensive in his heart, so he read: "Panasonic asked the boy, and the teacher went to collect medicine." Only in this mountain, the clouds are deep and do not know where. ”

This poem is the "Poetic Monk" Jia Dao's "The Hermit Is Not Encountered", and any elementary school student can understand it.

In the eyes of everyone, Ouyang Haoran took the lead in stealing the show!

Ouyang Haoran's first reaction was to play Jia Dao, he liked to strike preemptively and control the scene throughout the process, so he did not hesitate to look regretful, looked ahead, as if it was a deep mountain filled with clouds, and sighed lightly: "The master is hard to find." ”

Whether it is Wu Lingdong, Zhan Jiafeng, or Zou Qing and Yang Qingqing, they all have this sense.

Although there is nothing special about his treatment, he plays steadily, and performs the impatience that he has not encountered, which conflicts with the plain and elegant environment. He wanted to find a hermit, but he didn't want to destroy this artistic conception, that kind of regret and entanglement were all on Ouyang Haoran's face.

This time, it's better to win. Sun Wei was about to smile......

On the other hand, Yu Xijun and the others were all desperate, ridiculous luck ideas.

"Hahaha. Suddenly, Wang Mingzhi laughed three times, stroked the long white beard under his chin with his left hand, and waved the dust in his right hand a few times, so leisurely walked a few steps, and waved the dust a few times.

Zou Qing's eyes widened, Zhang Jiawei turned his head right, and Yang Qingqing opened his mouth in shock.

Zhan Jiafeng, Wu Lingdong and other directors were full of disbelief, and Pan Lei touched his neck with palpitations.

Through such a few simple body movements, Wang Mingzhi did not have complicated facial performances or pretended profound lines, but he had already performed a master of Taoism!

Isn't he the master Ouyang Haoran is looking for!

"......" Ouyang Haoran was shocked, and his heart was suddenly a little messy, how could it be ......

The swing of Wang Mingzhi's hand is not an ordinary swing! It is a precise and smooth physical performance!

In just a few moments, it has already shown the drifting dust of this hermit in the deep mountains, coupled with those three laughs, not salty or light, what is he laughing at? The three thousand troubles of laughing at Hongchen? laughing at the foolish persistence of the seeker? Laughing at the boy's teasing of the guests?

Or is it just a good mood and three laughs?

Chic, open-minded, has its own sense of seeing through the world......

How is it possible, this guy is Wang Mingzhi! That Wang Mingzhi who can only giggle at the audition.

"Hahaha. At this time, Wang Mingzhi laughed three more times, walked in front of Ouyang Haoran, and shook the dust in his hand a few times.

The people around looked nervous, and Yu Xijun was stunned. Although Zou Qing is a comedian, he also knows how to deal with it at this time, and the seeker can see the master, of course, it will turn from regret to surprise, and then reverently shout: "Master!"

Hurry up! Sun Wei was about to scream, Wu Lingdong was also full of anxiety, hurry up and call Wang Mingzhi master, so that he can still fight.

But Ouyang Haoran didn't move, Fang Han couldn't see it, so he was going into battle by himself, Ouyang was simply completely crushed by Wang Mingzhi!

"Strange, the scene is deadlocked!" Liu Sheng exclaimed on the city tower. The barrage of netizens was a bunch of question marks: "What's the situation?", "Shoot clearly!", "Did Ouyang Haoran win?", "Definitely?"

In front of the city tower, Ouyang Haoran looked at Wang Mingzhi in a daze, Wang Mingzhi looked at him with a smile, and the dust was swung again, come on!