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In the eyes of South Korean executives, will this be an interesting variety show?

Obviously not, it is not just to let local stars go to the world, nor is it a game to raise the tourism popularity of Nami Island, and it will not throw an olive branch to the so-called Asia's No. 1 live broadcast platform "Genesis TV". Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In their eyes, what they really value is a small-scale cultural invasion, a Chinese audience with a lot of money, Chinese tourists, Chinese students who are going to be potential consumers of South Korea's shopping malls and service industries.

In order to capture their hearts, it is necessary to let them know more about the Republic of Korea and develop a strong interest and goodwill for the Republic of Korea.

The era of relying on Korean dramas to invade other countries' cultures has passed, and in recent years, it has been a good era for variety shows to invade!

In 2015 alone, Chinese tourists spent US$15,000 per capita in South Korea, contributing 1.6% of South Korea's GDP, and in 2016 the momentum was even stronger, with the growing number of duty-free shops relying on these Chinese consumers in South Korea.

This conversation is rife in the top echelons of South Korean politics:

"As long as Lao Mei doesn't urge us to deploy. Sa/De, the Chinese's wallet is enough for us to eat for half a century. ”

"No, no, no, you have been too worried, no matter how sensitive the political stance of the two countries is, Chinese consumers will still buy it, they are a spineless nation after all, as long as our duty-free shops are discounted, cosmetics and clothes will not be sold......"

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But I never expected that a good game of chess would dig out "Lisao" and "Dragon Boat Festival" halfway?

This anchor named Fang Yan is even more brazen to "borrow" two national treasure-level cultural relics?

SBS TV did not take a strong stance, but the top brass has already fried the pot. The moment the chaotic ancient axis was closed, the ancient charm in the burial room that was originally impregnated by "Dragon Boat Tour" was disillusioned in an instant, is this not enough to confirm the grade of this cultural relic?

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At the same time, the Chinese Ghost Shadow Bureau and the Cultural Relics Bureau have also initiated a dialogue with the South Korean high-level for the first time, and the smell of gunpowder has intensified, but it is a pity that the eyes of tens of millions of viewers are still stopped at the general's tomb:

"All objects with strong reflections should be put away first!"

The audience didn't understand Emperor Yan's warning, but people could see it - the pig teammate WIFI Man did send a mirror.

The audience was silent, no one exhaled the slightest breath, what was terrible, the instructions on the mirror were windless and automatic, and they floated as far as they wanted.

"It's the soul."

Fang Yan glanced at Lin Hao, the two of them knew that it would definitely appear again, the giant shadow of the sword drawn that had appeared for the first time had been concealed by Lin Hao's impromptu performance of holding the money sword high, and the audience all thought it was a prank by the fat general.

But this time, everyone is afraid that they have violated its bottom line!

"Soul?" Lin Hao's heart chuckled, the word "soul" is not unfamiliar in the feng shui world, famous generals die on the battlefield, and they often return their souls to their roots.

"No one lifted it, and that piece of paper floated out on its own?"

Zhiyan trembled and held the round mirror that was "forcibly antique" by the program team, her white handpaper tightly fastened the frame, and her ten fingers were particularly eye-catching.

The red nail polish, which is usually noble, looks particularly enchanting at this moment, as if it can drip blood at any time, and those blood streaks strangely flow into the mirror.

"If it's really a soul ......" Wei Jian gritted his teeth and snorted, and pushed Lin Hao apologetically.

"Don't take it, don't take it, you know that I'm the most beautiful." Lin Hao slammed into the beauty, and hurriedly snatched the round mirror, leaving Zhiyan still in her original posture with a covered face, staring at the bright ten fingers in a daze.

"Huh? Hey? Hey, hey, hey? ”

A sharp strange laugh aroused goosebumps all over the screen, and everyone subconsciously thought that this was Ji-yeon's laughter, and didn't want Ji-yeon herself to come back to her senses by this weird laugh.

The voice came from the round mirror, the fat general's fat big hand held the mirror with one hand, and he played "selfie" with an intoxicated face.

"Fatty? Are you playing with snakeskin? What is the call? Wei Jian scolded tentatively, feeling uneasy in his heart, but he wanted to forcibly pave the steps and confuse all the viewers online, this pain was only understandable by Fang Yan.

"Hey, hey, hey, the stone sharpening knives of Mt. Baektu are ......"

Lin Hao snatched the door upside down, his body was unstable, but he recited a familiar poem with grace.

Fang Yan frowned and followed out uneasily. Jin Ling'er pouted, watched back and forth, faintly guessed something, and hurriedly laughed and teased: "Oh, you guys are really playful, the game is over, and you are still holding on to the new props." ”

"I guess it's a special mirror that can make the zombie nameplate visible, and it should be coated with some special paint." WIFI Man couldn't be pulled away by Wei Jianla, picked up the manual that was blown away, and verified the conjecture in his heart with a serious face, which made Haixin and Cao Xuejing cry and laugh.

The large army came out of the tomb one after another, and the barrage was full of doubts:

[Strange, why did Emperor Yan's first perspective cut off the signal? ] (Medium)

[That dead fat man is gone.] Nervous. (Korean)

[I guess it was turned off because of a private matter, right?] (Han) [You don't want to run away with our national treasure, do you?] (Korean)

[The dead fat man's routine is very deep, and he is definitely pretending to be crazy and stupid] (medium)

[I don't know how to be polite at all, I thought the show was over like this? ] (Korean)

[At the end of the show, you need to bow and say goodbye to these seniors in Brother Shi, these newcomers really don't understand the rules. (Korean)

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North Gate of the Cemetery -

Lin Hao turned upside down all the way, still muttering non-stop.

"Fatty! Fatso? ”

Fang Yan chased after him, he remembered that the senior brother had said that Huayang Finger had two uses, one was to poke directly at the ghost's heart, and with the eye of the sky, it would point where it would hit.

Second, there is a yin soul possession, and touching the wind pool acupoint with Huayang finger can alleviate the yin soul phagocytosis even if it can't force out the body surface.

Xunlongmen only has the old school disciple who opened the eye of heaven at the age of 16, Fang Yan did not open the eye of heaven, and the Huayang finger secretly taught by the senior brother can't do where to fight, not to mention that the general's tomb is a famous general soul, how can he cope with this half bucket of water?

"The white stone mountain is full of sharpening knives, and the beans are full of river water and horses. The boy is twenty years old, who will be called a big husband in the future generations......"

Lin Fatzi had unconsciously repeated this poem more than forty times, and it was the poem that everyone saw in the cemetery earlier. Once, the grief and indignation of the general's unfulfilled ambition made people regret their passing. Now, this poem is repeated endlessly from Lin Hao's mouth, but there is another indignant obsession.

"It's only to blame you for breaking the Divine Bird Pillar by recklessness, and you can't hide from the fifteenth year of the first year. Bear with me. Fang Yan raised his index finger and resolutely pierced the occipital bone on the back of Lin Hao's neck, "Poof, you fat head and big ears, really fat, I can't find the Fengchi acupoint." ”

Fang Yan was about to make a second move, but he suddenly froze in place, and the corners of his mouth suddenly raised a long-lost evil smile.

"Fang Yan? You...... You? ”

Wei Jian strode across a grass pu, and saw Fang Yan's temples like frost from a distance, full of surging evil energy, and his left hand seemed to be pressed against the fat man's arm lightly, but it made him tremble.

"I suddenly changed my mind, since it's a rare soul, hmm...... The nearly 600-year-old general soul ......" Fang Yan shot back coldly without looking back, "I have to raise him for a few days, bring him back and serve him slowly!" ”