[Pause here? [6666, I give full marks for this big move]

[The opposite DJ has a big move, withdraw first, don't waste skills! ] (Powder)

[Lao Tzu told you to pause here! 【Lao Tzu allowed you to pause here?】 】

【oh！ here! (Powder)

DJ Man landed with a palm, and immediately stirred up layers of rippling sound waves, and the yellow and green shock wave effects filled the entire hall. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In order to cater to the game nerds in the audience, the program team carefully arranged this plot.

The meme of the popular FPS game "Overwatch" was implanted into the show, and it was perfectly interpreted by real people, which immediately aroused hot comments from millions of Overwatch players:

[Why did the opposite DJ have a big move so quickly? ] What about us DJ people? 】

[It's over, my Genji pulled out the knife early, and they DJ opened up and added a shield to my teammates.

[Hee-hee, draw your sword and look around at a loss] (pink)

【Youji喏kiyoku!! 】

[Have a guy/guy open my trouser chain? 】

……

"Hey...... It's been more than a thousand years, and I really can't find my kind here in China. ”

Just as the barrage was screened by the game, DJ suddenly broke out a shocking message.

More than a thousand years?

Similar?

What the hell is this? 】

[Lived for more than a thousand years? 】

[Could it be that the identity of the wifi man's variety show this time is "the capable one"? ] 】

[I haven't seen a similar variety show, what is a "capable person" for the old driver's science popularization? ] 】

[Ability refers to guests with virtual superpowers, and guests with weak force values will be given priority to obtain strong abilities]

[In this way, Lord Wei's identity is "mortal"? 】

[Lord Wei was originally a bug-like existence. Of course, the program team will not let him be a capable person]

……

"It's been a long time since I've been abroad, and I hope I can meet the 'same kind' in Seoul this time!"

Sou! Whoosh!

The roller skates made another effort, and DJ Man slid out a black afterimage special effect with anticipation, leaving a big suspense for the audience.

……

……

※※※

The camera turned again, and BGM switched to a tactful guzheng music.

The long-awaited Emperor Yan finally appeared, and the "birthplace" of the No. 3 guest was in an antique study.

A small gilded incense burner ignited a faint green smoke, and the title of guest No. 3 wafted out of the VR environment:

"Rebel Scholar": A ...... who has already learned to be rich and is still struggling to find reason Ahem, nerd?

[Poof! 】

[I blew up just by looking at the title]

[Xiao Fangfang is a top student? Haha, laughing at the baby] (pink)

[My king's strength is self-defeating? 】

[The program team is too much, it is definitely deliberately arranged]

[What the hell is this black-rimmed glasses?] 】

[Huh? Emperor Yan looks good with glasses] (pink)

[This Yan Emperor can actually write calligraphy? ] 】

……

Subtitles: Hush shhhhh

Fang Yan was wearing the same school uniform as Lord Wei, with a polite appearance, standing quietly in front of the desk, holding a brush with one hand and practicing calligraphy, but with the other hand behind his back, he had a master's demeanor.

On the left and right are huge bookshelves that are overwhelming. According to different categories, there are various books such as astronomy, geography, history, military, archaeology and so on.

Knock knock!

There was a knock on the door outside the study, and it was a pleasant female voice:

"Yan'er, don't work so hard. You get up at four o'clock to practice, it's time to rest. Haven't you finished breakfast, remember to dip the sauce to be delicious,"

"Oh."

Fang Yan replied absentmindedly and glanced at the corner of the table.

There was an inkstone there, filled with freshly ground ink.

There is a plate of pancakes and a plate of tahini on the side.

Fang Yan was already in a trance, ignoring the food on the side, and exchanged for a piece of paper for himself.

The wrist exerts force, and the pen is hard to write, this time it is the wild grass in cursive writing.

[Going to start going wild? 】

[This madness/**** gives full marks]

[Get up at four o'clock to practice calligraphy??? Pharmacy Bilian? 】

[Is this person a monster?] How can anything? I can actually calligraphy] (powder)

[The person outside the door is Fang Yan's mother? 】

……

After practicing for another two minutes, Emperor Yan stopped writing, picked up a copy of "The Wealth of Nations", and said to himself:

"I still haven't finished 386 books this month, so I'm in a hurry. I really don't want to go to Korea for that internship. ”

Fang Yan pressed his middle finger against the top of the glasses frame, because he never wore glasses, his action of holding the frame was very stiff, no matter how he looked at it, it looked like he was using glasses to look cool.

"Reading 10,000 books can make up for the thousands of miles you have traveled. So...... How good is it for me to finish reading 100 million books without leaving home? ”

Fang Yan glanced at the mock exam papers that were crumpled on the floor:

"Damn! The devil's difficulty test papers in Haidian and Huanggang were also completed by me in 20 minutes. Hey, I can't find a test paper that requires a bit of brain-wrenching to complete, and if I don't have any more difficult problems to solve, I'm going to die......"

Without waiting for the barrage to explode, he took out two more invitations from the drawer and threw them into the sky like waste paper:

"I was only a sophomore in high school, and I received invitations from Harvard and Cambridge at the same time, but ...... Wang Leehom and Li Yundi are both married to girls from Columbia University, do I also want to go to Columbia University to test the water, if I can't marry a postdoc like me in the future, what is the difference between me and salted fish? ”

[This ......]

[Yes, this is very scholarly]

[This wave is a bit too much]

【The Evil Student】(Pink)

[Hahaha. You Yan is the setting of a top student. That's definitely not the ability anymore.]

……

"There is only this wordless book left, and I can't understand it."

Fang Yan unfolded a quaint scroll on the table.

People who know the goods recognize it at a glance, and this time the Chaos Scroll that renewed Emperor Yan's life in the Qianling Tomb last time.

The audience didn't know that it was called the Chaos Scroll, they just thought it was a broken scroll with a framed orchid pavilion order, but they didn't expect it to be photogenic again this time.

Fang Yan didn't want to take it with him, but there was still one of the three souls and seven spirits in this pit, so he had to bring it with him on this trip to Korea, otherwise he would lose his soul all day long and look listless when he was far away.

At this moment, the plot demanded, and he stared at the ancient axis with all his attention, as if he had seen through the mystery at a glance, and he was stunned.

After a long time, the concerned voice came from outside the study again:

"Yan'er, have you eaten the cake? Surely you forgot to eat it again, right? Eat fast, eat fast, you can't eat this in Korea. ”

"Oh, just eat it."

Fang Yan took out his left hand, which had been behind his back, touched it indiscriminately, and grabbed a yellowed pancake.

"Don't forget the dip." The voice outside the door reminded again.

"Hmm."

Fang Yan's mind was all on the ancient scroll, and his left hand, which was holding the pancake, pressed it on the inkstone at will, and dipped it in "sesame paste".

Unaware that he was dipped in ink, he casually brought the cake to his mouth and took a tasteless bite.

[This ......]

[Chen Yi eats ink? 】

[I have learned this article, "Chen Yi Eats Ink" in the primary school textbook? [Because he was too involved in reading, Chen Yi ate up a box of ink and didn't find any peculiar smell]

[The 666 program team is too capable. Oops I can't do it, my stomach hurts]

[Anchor, is it delicious] (powder)

[Emperor Yan worked hard for this show]

……

The audience in the live broadcast room burst into laughter, and Emperor Yan was still eating cakes one bite after another.

After chewing it several times, the more he ate it, the more flavorful it became, and finally he simply threw away the scroll and nibbled on the cake with both hands.

After dipping the ink once, it was not enough, he dipped it a few more times, and stretched out his tongue to lick the ink at the corner of his mouth, and after his mouth was stuffed, he said vaguely:

"Mom, what kind of sauce is this? It's really delicious. ”

Squeak!

The door of the study was pushed open, the camera gave a gorgeous close-up, a second-tier female star walked into the study with a bottle of finely packaged sauce, and the book-scented ancient music BGM provided by the advertiser sounded, and the beautiful woman introduced it with a smile:

"Weilong Sweet Ink Sauce, a delicious sauce for calligraphy, a great companion for dry food. You, deserve it. (To be continued.) )