After immediately flying down to sit down, the host continued to announce that WD was silent.

The audience was usually full of laughter, especially when I heard the words "WD Silence, Glory King 99 Stars, Mastery Support".

The silent man was as his name suggested, faintly passing through everyone's sight, sitting down without changing his face, and while turning over his personal name tag, he also checked whether it was the seat next to him.

Next, the hostess opened the record book, and the sneer in her heart had turned into an arc of the corners of her lips.

This copycat team is quite courageous, it is understandable to imitate people who fly immediately, silence and others, but they still dare to imitate Mr. Shan?

The popular king glory anchor, the super popular god who ranks first in comprehensive popularity, and the owner of room 888 with tentacles, how can ordinary people imitate?

The hostess was slightly mocking, there were many loyal fans of Mr. Shan and King in the audience, and when she saw the fake Mr. Shan, would she be angry?

It is also to blame that the organizing committee was too sloppy and did not carefully review the participating teams, so that this kind of counterfeit goods entered the finals.

The hostess cleared her throat and spoke softly: "Now, the very famous mountain of the WD team is about to appear, WD Mountain is always a popular technical and beautiful anchor, good at shooters, warriors, tanks, and has multiple national service titles, and the current rank is the 100 stars of the glory king." ”

The audience burst into laughter.

The stage lights are bright, thousands of pairs of eyes are looking at the entrance, some people are looking forward to the gorgeous appearance of "Mr. Shan", and some people are secretly preparing tomatoes and eggs to smash people.

Dare to pretend to be my cute, handsome, and riotous Mr. Xiaoshan, see if I don't give you scrambled eggs with tomatoes!

The stage curtain moved, a pair of white flat shoes stepped in, and a female audience member in the first row silently raised the eggs and tomatoes in her hand.

The flat shoes had just taken two steps, and his face had not leaked out, when suddenly the tip of the shoe slipped, and Mr. Shan, who was about to make a handsome appearance, fell to the ground with a bang.

Mr. Shan used to be a king, but then he fell.

"I'm a mother, who smeared oil on the ground? I'm missing the ad, Dove, indulge in silky!"

Mr. Yama grinned, grabbed his silent arm and stood up from the ground, rubbing his ass in pain.

Silence: "If you don't step down, I'll help you take a look." ”

Mr. Shan waved his hand domineeringly: "It's not a big problem, the game is important." ”

Holding the silent arm, he limped across the center of the stage, walked to his seat, and sat down carefully.

Silence looked at the sluggish host: "Excuse me, help me find a soft pillow." ”

The hostess has been in the outside of the fugue, fuguing in the sky:...

Mr. Shan's special masters and special domineering spoke: "It's okay, this time I sit down, and the master feels much better." When the words fell, Mr. Shan glanced at the name tag on the table and reached out and turned it over.

On the background of the glory of the golden king, it is engraved with [WD Mountain Total]

After doing all this, Mr. Shan raised his handsome little face and greeted the silent audience: "Yo, hello old iron, I have time to go to the tentacle live broadcast 888 room to see, pay attention not to get lost, Mr. Shan will take you on the highway." ”

Spectator:!!!

The audience almost went crazy, and the female audience in the first row fell two eggs in their hands.

"I'll take it, Mr. Shan, Mr. Shan, the living Mr. Shan!!"

"Oh my God, so handsome, so handsome! I'm going to pass out, I'm not dreaming! ”

"Mr. Shan, Mr. Shan, you and Silence are really in love!"

"Mr. Shan, the "Qinghai-Tibet Plateau" you sang is so good, I almost dropped my phone in the toilet!"

"Mr. Shan, I'm the hardcore fan who calls you Cai Wenji Jungler every day! So handsome, so handsome! ”

The mountains roared and the tsunami swept countless pairs of blazing eyes to the stage, but fortunately, there were security guards to maintain order, which prevented many fans from coming on to the stage to ask for autographs.

Shan always raised a small frown triumphantly.

Lo and behold, this is called popularity!

Listen, that's momentum!

This is the perfect life of a popular anchor.

Just as he was proud, a black mask was handed over.

Silence: "Put it on, prevent colds." ”

Mr. Shan: ...