What should I do?The talent value is only 13,000. In Wang Mingzhi's panic, he heard Tao Ze, the director of the scene, shouting: "The last ten seconds!"

It was 22:30 and darkness enveloped Brazil. Some middle-aged and older viewers watching TV in their bedrooms tuned into the Brazilian channel to watch "Ghost Talk." No matter how low the ratings are, there are still audiences, and it is their habit to listen to a legend before going to bed.

In the program studio, Zhou Chengbin and Huang Yijuan are looking at their mobile phones, and the number of people online in the live broadcast room: 651, which is generally only this number.

With the opening of the film, the barrage of netizens also rolled: "What is a bad story tonight", "Yao Tong, your uncle and I are here", "Does this broken show still exist?

These online audiences are mainly young people, and they don't come in to really listen to the story, but to mock Yao Tong and the show for fun.

But suddenly, their barrage style changed: "Wang Mingzhi?", "Immortal", "This, this, Wang Dalang!", "Why is he here!?"

The storyteller who appeared in the live broadcast screen was Wang Mingzhi!

In the quiet teahouse, the eldest grandson Wuyu was surprised: "Hey, it's really ......" She glared at Lu Huiqing, "It's really him who came to talk." ”

"What's going on?" Lu Huiqing also saw it from her mobile phone, the difference was that she had a barrage on, and she became a prophecy.

They don't understand, TV viewers, and Internet viewers don't understand at all, Wang Mingzhi will still say legendary?

In front of different TV sets, Editor-in-Chief Liu, Luo Huiling, and Chen Shiping were all shocked, Feiming went to be a staff officer, why did he still appear on the camera to host, whose idea was this? Interlaced like a mountain, what the hell! Zhou Chengbin wants to attract attention and wants to go crazy!

"Well, everyone, good evening......" Wang Mingyi in the video said, shaking the folding fan in his hand lightly, but his voice seemed to be a little stiff: "I am Wang Mingzhi, the word Feiming, I am here today as a special guest......

The eldest grandson Wuyu frowned, Lu Huiqing was puzzled and embarrassed, but what was she embarrassed, he should be embarrassed, look at him nervous!

The barrage of netizens also became angry: "Why is Brother Feiming still stammering?", "Isn't he in the love period, can he be on this show?"

"What are you talking about?", "Just a little famous, he ran around, I didn't see if I understood it, I was disappointed", "It's better than Yao Tong, alas. ”

In the program studio, Zhou Chengbin and they were all stunned, something in their hearts was falling to the ground and shattering, how could this be......

"Hahaha!" Yao Tong's laughter was very harsh, and his beard was curled. Wang Mingzhi's opening performance was like this, and even he was a little surprised.

Yang Zhiyuan was also stunned, and then said happily and coldly: "I don't have to be responsible for this episode." Xiang Gui and Zhang Sirun showed mockery on their faces, see it, storytelling is different from reading poetry!

"Do you want to cut it, you can change Yao Tong back!" The anxious voice of the director came out of the headphones, and Tao Ze hurriedly said to Zhou Chengbin next to him: "Producer, this won't work, change Zida back, it's a fantasy performance." ”

"Change me?" Yao Tong sneered disdainfully, "Producer Zhou, if you spit the shit you spit out back, I can still think about it." ”

"You ......" Zhou Chengbin was extremely aggrieved but had no way to fight back, Li Haoxuan and several people felt sad, this bet was lost.

The quarrel over there, Wang Mingzhi could hear and see it, he was angry, his eyes were sharp, hateful, it definitely can't be just like this!

Everything seemed to slow down, and there was a flash of light in the messy heart, which was the predicament before the appearance of Hu Xuan Dance at the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala......

"Talk?", "This is a fake Wang Mingzhi, right?" The barrage of netizens scrolled, "Are you drunk again?", "He's stupid"

Mockery! Wang Mingzhi suddenly thought, if you don't have talent value, then earn some talent value first! His mind was racing, and when he saw the surrounding scenery bamboo, he immediately had a spiritual light, opened the master-level recitation, and completed it in one minute!

"Someone gave me a couplet before: the reeds on the wall, top-heavy and shallow-rooted. ”

Everyone stopped when they heard the sound, only to see Wang Mingzhi slowly shaking the paper fan and saying, "I haven't been able to get a link until I saw Yao Tong today." ”

In the blink of an eye, not only was he not nervous, but he was also quite articulate. Zhou Chengbin, Yang Zhiyuan and others were shocked, what did he want to say?

Yao Tong stroked the beard on the side of his mouth in surprise, feeling bad......

The audience in front of the TV and the mobile phone all saw Wang Mingzhi on the screen snapping the paper fan, and read in a surprised tone: "Bamboo shoots in the mountains, thick skin in the mouth, hollow belly." ”

Everyone reacted immediately, Wang Mingzhi was playing mockery!

The grass on the wall, seeing the wind makes the rudder, the mouth is sour, the face is thick, and the belly is not half a bit to learn. Isn't this Yao Tong?

Vivid, exquisite, interesting, it can be described as absolute! Zhou Chengbin, Huang Yijuan and others all smiled again in surprise, not lost, not yet!!

"Wang Mingzhi......" Yao Tong looked angry, this kid dared to play like this! Yang Zhiyuan, Xiang Gui and the others were stunned.

"This couplet is absolutely amazing", "Wonderful", "A perfect interpretation of Yao Tong's slut" The barrage of netizens suddenly changed the style of painting again.

Seeing everyone's reaction, Wang Mingzhi can calm down, this is not over.

There is a historical joke about mockery, which is widely circulated in both worlds, that is, "Jia Jiayin Copes".

The 7-year-old prodigy Jia Jiayin was summoned by Tang Gaozong, and the eldest grandson Wuji and Xu Shiji also went to join in the fun. Xu asked him, "What tree am I leaning on?" and said, "Pine tree." Xu said, "This is obviously a locust tree." The eldest grandson also asked him, "What about me?" and said, "The locust tree." The eldest grandson said, "You said it was a pine tree." Jiayin said: "But now it's a ghost against the wood." ”

Splitting words and ligatures is one of the main ways to play mockery, and the Tang people are always happy to play this kind of word.

"Do you know why Yao Tong is called Yao Tong?" Wang Mingzhi already had a mockery.

"Why?" "I don't know" netizens responded immediately, there were more barrages, and the live broadcast room became more and more lively.

Just as Yao Tong was trembling with anger, everyone saw Wang Mingzhi sighing helplessly: "His original name is Yao Yong, and he admires my Wang Mingzhi's handsomeness, so he has to follow his example and change his name to Yao Tong." ”

Yongzi plus a word, is the word.

There was a chuckle in the studio, except for Yang Zhiyuan and them, Li Haoxuan, Xiao Ying and others were all looking at Yao Tong, who had a green face.

"Hahaha!" Zhou Chengbin laughed the loudest, clapped his palms, and his heart suddenly felt comfortable!

Fei Ming's hand is wonderful! Yao Tong wants to be angry? This is a mockery! The eldest grandson Wuji is said by a child to be a ghost and doesn't care, what does he Yao Tong have to care about? He wants to care that it is a villain.

At this moment, those viewers who watched the Brazilian channel laughed, thinking about Yao Tong's obscene beard...... Well mocked!

"Do you know why Yao Tong didn't come today? Wang Mingzhi said helplessly, "The reason is that he shouted at the sun on the street, 'What are you?' What are ?......you?'"

There was silence in the studio, and there was a loud laugh from everyone's mind, Shu dog barking day!

This means that Yao Tong is a dog! This is the land of Bashu, and today is a sunny day, and how ironic it is to say that Yao Tong barks in the sun when he is on the street! Is Yao Yong a storyteller? He is just a mad dog with a sharp mouth and a thick belly.

"Wang boy, I can't spare you!" Yao Tong's face was full of anger, and he was about to rush over, but he was stopped by Zhou Chengbin and others laughing. Just his thin body, he was almost pulled upside down, and his feet were still kicking, "Wang boy!"

The barrage of netizens exploded happily, and if it was replaced by haha laughter, it would definitely be like a thunderstorm.

"Laughing hard", "It looks like Yao Yong will do it", "Don't let him out again if you take it away, it's not good to bite people"

"I said, I saw a madman shouting in the street in the morning", "I thought it was because of polluting the environment", "Brother Feiming also has a hand in mocking"

At the same time, the eldest grandson Wuyu was also chuckling: "This person is really easy to scold, really easy to scold." Lu Huiqing joked: "It's really cheeky to say that you are handsome." The eldest grandson Wuyu rolled his eyes and said, "But he is right." ”

"That's all for this mockery. Wang Mingzhi on the screen said, and immediately whispered again: "Actually, it's not a mockery." ”

In the program studio, Yao Tong shouted angrily, and Zhou Chengbin and several people dragged him away from the camera, so as not to let his bark sound.

A minute has arrived, the master-level recitation automatically stopped, Wang Mingzhi ended the mockery with a sentence of "just like this", and looked at the talent value expectantly, and suddenly, the string of numbers rolled up from 300 crazily!

Bell bell, bell bell, bang...... Talent value: 3000000

3 million !! Wang Mingzhi couldn't help but be pleasantly surprised, didn't he say that there were not many viewers, but it had risen so much, I really don't know if Yao Tong was too annoying, or the Tang people liked mockery too much. Anyway, it's enough, 30 minutes of masterclass is enough.

With a stroke of thought, open the master level! There is still one use left in today's recitation.

Because "Infant Ning" had a cheerful atmosphere before the end paragraph, now that the audience has laughed and listened to it, they will feel more and more.

At the moment, Wang Mingzhi looked at the direction of the camera, and he didn't need to look at the manuscript reflected by the teleprompter.

He shook the paper fan in his hand and said, "I have lived in the Great Wilderness for many years, and there are many strange people and strange things there. I have heard a lot from an old gentleman named Pu Songling, whose name is Liuxian. What I'm going to talk about tonight is a girl who loves to laugh and flowers. ”

These words immediately made the audience interested, as if the story they were about to hear was something that really happened.

"Oh, it's Wang Feiming!"

Qin Shi Restaurant, which was full of guests, Boss Qin exclaimed in surprise and hurriedly turned up the volume of the wall-mounted TV.

The diners looked at each other, including the three editors of the Zhiwei magazine "Bashu Sutra", Zhu Chen and Jiang Xiaoyu were all curious, what kind of legend did Wang Mingzhi want to talk about?

"You don't have to bother. The editor-in-chief, Xu Shihong, continued to eat noodles, his bespectacled face was expressionless, and his words were disdainful: "The manuscripts of this show are all picked by us and unwanted, and I lost my appetite after listening to them." ”

He slipped again, eating a lump of noodles in his mouth, and the chopsticks in his hand stirred the noodle soup in the bowl.

"Yes. "Hmm. Zhu Chen and the others knew that this was indeed the case.

The Bashu Sutra is Brazil's premier Zhiwei publication, and it is also very competitive in Jiannan Province, where authors usually submit the Bashu Sutra first and then submit it to other channels.

The manuscript of the legendary column is decided by this prime-aged man who eats noodles. Don't look at him as greasy, that's all talent.

At this time, in the audience, the studio Zhou Chengbin, Yao Tong and others have different expectations.

Wang Mingzhi said unhurriedly: "The prince is in suit, and the people of Ju Zhiluo shop." Early loneliness. Excellent, fourteen into the pan ......"