When he first calculated the hexagram, Lin Jian was full of surprise.

He has more than one channel to get the news, and more importantly, Su Zong's face-to-face teaching in private is appropriate - I have to say that although Su Luo never asked Lin Jian and his seventeen-day fame plan under the pretext of avoiding suspicion, his eyes and ears are still as sensitive as ever. Liu Ziyu still mistakenly thought that they were just pond fish when the two tigers were fighting, but Su Luo had already heard the rumors: Secretary General Gao's political enemies may have gained insight into part of the truth about the feng shui of the East Palace, and what they were trying to do was not just to "suppress" Lin Jian, but to try to make him completely stop the idea of entering the palace in seventeen days. The crown prince's injury is such a serious matter, even if the tall crown is not able to heal the seam for too long, if the crown prince is still trapped in feng shui after seventeen days, the position of the hardcore Tai\\\\ Zi Dang Mr. Gao will be troublesome.

At the end of the day, he's now the scene of a game between the two factions. One faction wants him to be successful and famous, and the other faction is doing everything possible to block the temptation. It's just that fame is such a thing, it is extremely difficult to establish, and it is extremely easy to destroy, and the political enemies of the tall crown can make his hard work go to waste as long as they play a little trick at will. The advertisements on the site are nothing more than a trick to ask for directions, and the real trick is still waiting for you. In such an aggressive and pressing situation, the first strike may be overturned, let alone standing still and watching the situation develop -- isn't this looking for death?

That's right, don't look at him calmly and pretending to be so strong in front of Liu Ziyu, in fact, even he doesn't know what he wants him to wait for.

That was until he received a private message from SBC TV.

The wording of this private message is quite tactful, as if it is just an ordinary program and an ordinary invitation. But at that moment he understood - this invitation was not simple, it should be the second temptation of the opponents hiding in the shadows after the advertising incident: a widely watched program, an authoritative popular science program, whether he went or not, he could fall into the trap. If you don't go, you will naturally be questioned about the authenticity of the mirror, and if you go, you will probably be played as a monkey by the host, or ridiculed by a specially invited guest, and no matter how you deal with it, the initiative is in the hands of others.

But......

He clicked "Agree".

In other words, the first strike is made by others, and then the first strike. And now, it was not him Lin Jian who couldn't bear the loneliness and did it first.

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Of course, it is not easy to convince Liu Ziyu to let him participate in SBC, even if he has emphasized that it is not enough to go to the scene and just reply to the message. Liu Ziyu was very worried, and repeatedly told him that one of the great joys of "Science Exploration" is to play tricks on the guests, they never prepare scripts and never spoilers, they want the guests to react in time, and they will never save the scene if they can't react, even if they are just communicating with them on the information across the screen, they will definitely not be able to escape their strange and small methods. She argued with Lin Jian for a long time, and directly refuted him speechless, so that Lin Jian could only say angrily: "The secret of heaven must not be revealed!" ”

Maybe it was the discovery of a bigger world in Lin Jian in the past few days, and Liu Ziyu compromised. Of course, she still recruited Wei Zeming and Luo Ziliang, and insisted that Lin Jian's every sentence must be approved by the two, after all, Lin Jian "has no experience in dealing with the media at all!" ”

In the end, an unprecedented, incomparably large screen was erected in the hall, and all the clutter around the screen was cleaned up, leaving only three people to sit cross-legged, admiring the delicate appearance of SBC's first studio with the help of countless cameras. They stared intently at the screen, not daring to neglect for a moment, from Ronnie's appearance to Professor Ma, from Professor Ma's obviously ill-intentioned words, to the host announcing the show a few minutes later-[We got in touch with Lin Daoshi-]

Before the words stopped, Luo Ziliang had already picked up the tablet, and he glanced at Lin Jian worriedly. Lin Jian ignored him, he still stared at the screen, his gaze moving between Ronnie and Professor Ma.

The atmosphere on the big screen is warm, as if it has entered the high \\\\ tide.

[Although Lin Daoist is reluctant to come to the scene (there is a sigh below), we can still communicate on the Internet! We have prepared a special exam question for Fellow Lin! ] Center of the stage. Ronnie's eyebrows fluttered with excitement [We believe that these questions fully meet the objective and rigorous criteria - we have invited eight volunteers, eight who have nothing to do with us or Lin Daoshi, and who have been selected by random lottery online. We prepared eight boxes, and each volunteer was asked to read the contents of the boxes and listened to them individually. And today, we will send these eight divination words to Daoist Lin, so that he can explain the hexagram and guess the object on the spot. His guesses will be streamed live on the big screen on stage! Professor Ma, do you think this is feasible? 】

Looking up and down at the big screen, Professor Ma nodded, "It's okay. 】

Ronnie laughed loudly, he raised his right hand high, and his voice was high-pitched and impassioned, just shouting out the thoughts of thousands of spectators.

[Lin Daoshi, do you accept it? 】

"Daoist Lin, do you accept it?"

The voice of this sentence was so high and loud, and the penetrating power was so strong, it penetrated the screen straight and killed the three of them violently.

"Guess in the air?" Luo Ziliang was the first to react, he gasped and turned his head to look at Lin Jian, "You...... No problem, right? ”

"Of course there is a problem." Lin Jian glanced at him and calmed down: "There has always been a rule of divination in divination, and two divination is not enough, let alone eight times?" ”

- Besides, this show has ulterior motives, who knows what crooked ways will be in the box?

"That's—"

"Don't worry." Lin Jian shifted his gaze: "Write as I said: Professor Ma, please zip up your pants." ”

Luo Ziliang looked confused, and looked at Wei Zeming: "What do you mean?"

"Write it down." Lin Jian shrank into the wide armchair and only threw out this sentence, he stared at the screen, motionless.

After hesitating for a moment, Luo Ziliang stretched out his hand. "It's a shame." He muttered under his breath.

In the brightly lit studio, every pair of eyes are staring at the screen, and everyone is holding their breath. Everyone is waiting, in the end, will this mysterious Lin Daoist agree to this unbelievable bet?

A second, two seconds, three seconds later, there was a tinkling on the screen, and several huge black letters appeared, and in an instant, the audience was in an uproar, and countless people stood up and stretched their necks towards the stage amid the chaotic screams-"Zip up? What do you mean?

It only took them a second to understand what it was, and Professor Ma, who was in the middle of the stage, suddenly lowered his head, and then grabbed his crotch with great speed.

After catching it, Professor Ma immediately reacted: This is simply three hundred taels of silver here! He quickly withdrew his hands and closed his legs, and his tone immediately became sharp and high-pitched, completely angry: "Mr. Lin is a little too disrespectful, right?" You've got a really good look! ”

When he said this, the audience immediately burst into laughter, and groups of people stood up in the sound of crackling bells, and they held on to their backrests and tried their best to widen their eyes on their toes, like a Peking duck that has been hooked into its throat, stretched its neck to look at the stage, and looked at Professor Ma's crotch - under this creepy searchlight-like mass, Professor Ma only clamped his legs tightly, he turned slightly sideways to try to cover his eyes, but sadly found that the stage was densely packed around, All of them are crowded heads.

However, after only a dozen seconds, the people who struggled to probe lowered their heads one after another in disappointment - Professor Ma's holographic projection uses a frosted glass effect, and although the outline movements are clear, the details are a mess, and no one has the ability to see his crotch.

Of course, since no one has the ability to see his crotch, then Lin Daoist obviously didn't rely on his good eyesight to stare at the zipper problem.

What the hell is going on?

It's a pity that Daoist Lin didn't explain to them what was going on at all, and only twenty seconds later, the big screen on the stage jingled again.

"I don't know if my eyes are good or not, but my eyes are not as good as Mr. Ronnie's after all-Mr. Ronnie, are you ready to contact the director to cut the camera so soon?"

The audience was in an uproar again, and everyone with the help of the big screen clearly saw Ronnie's momentary consternation.

- I'll go! How do you know that?

Ronnie reacted quickly, and he immediately laughed, as if he didn't take it seriously: "Mr. Lin is very familiar with the relevant processes of our TV station?" Have you ever worked in a related industry before? ”

The response was swift, and the audience almost watched as the characters jumped out of the screen one by one.

"I certainly didn't work in television. Otherwise, I would be curious how the SBC invited Professor Ma, Mr. Ronnie and Professor Ma didn't know each other before, right? ”

In the center of the stage, in the middle of the screen, a clear picture of Ronnie is being displayed - perhaps frozen by Daoist Lin's words, he has not had time to cut away the camera, which happens to let everyone see his rolling Adam's apple - Ronnie is nervous.

"Mr. Lin." In the end, it was Professor Ma who interjected, and he seemed to become polite for a moment: "I don't know what you mean by talking so much, the preparations are already ready, I think we should start, right?" ”

"Start? I don't think it's good to start like this - the audience in the fifth, sixth, and fourth rows of the audience, if you want to take pictures, you can go back and ask the SBC to send you the live video, and shooting here may interfere with the virtual projector. ”

There was a loud bang, and the auditorium exploded in an instant, and countless black heads suddenly rose in the midst of a sparse uproar, and people crowded one after another, scrambling to look at the four, five, or six rows—and then they saw with their own eyes a few panicked faces, and a few hastily accepted arms.

"Impossible!"

An exclamation pierced the hustle and bustle, and the pushing crowd surged violently, almost like undulating waves, and they were stunned, they were all stunned!

"They were all stunned."

Luo Ziliang muttered, he stared at Lin Jian in awe as much as possible, together with Wei Zeming.

Lin Jian was not moved by his gaze, on the contrary, he only felt exhausted.

He stared at the crowd on the screen, feeling like he was about to commit a dense phobia. However, there is one last word to explain......

He coughed, "Next, write 'Professor Ma, please say hello to Mr. Shirahara for me'." “

Luo Ziliang hastily agreed, his ten fingers crackled like a fly, and then turned his head: "And then?" ”

"Then turn off the computer." Lin Jian said succinctly.

He picked up the water glass on the side, and while swallowing the first sip of water, he remembered the note that Mr. Su sent yesterday, the note that he had paved a program for:

[SBC's third investor, Bai Yuan, is suspected of having a gap with Gao Daguan]