Chapter 41: Crazy Output
Zhao Jingmai groped carefully, and soon found the thicker photo.
The corners had cracked, and she hadn't noticed it at first, but it turned out that there was something inside.
Fang Yu smiled and stared at Chen Zhigang tightly.
Chen Zhigang clasped his arms in both hands.
With an attitude of asking me to be Kangkang, I almost put my foot on the table.
Everyone else held their breath.
The camera kept switching between Fang Yu, Chen Zhigang, and Mai Mai.
did not consider the feelings of netizens in the live broadcast room at all.
Netizens have never been accustomed to anyone except the motherland!
The director was output by everyone, and the mother content was extremely high.
"This ā» director ā» what kind of dog ā» graduated from school, ā» camera can he ā» align the point, Iā»!"
"ā»ā»ā», Lao Tzu wants to see the photo, you ā»ā» have been holding Chen Zhigang to do it?"
"ā» The director, eat ā» can't catch up with the heat, I am the director directly fired ā»ā»"
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It's no wonder that netizens are so angry that they scold their mothers, the director is so good, and he played a good sports movie when he was a child.
When I went home and took two packs of tissues and opened them, I suddenly didn't *** the same.
Make people anxious!
Zhao Jingmai slowly tore open the opening of the photo and found that there was another photo inside.
Matryoshka dolls?
Mai Maizi only glanced at it a few times, and then made a sound in surprise, wouldn't it?
"Little sister, hold up the photo with your hand, and then ask the director to project the content of the photo on the big screen behind me, so that all the audience can see it clearly!"
Fang Yu's expression was calm, and the audience's appetite was satisfied.
After Wang Tianzong saw the content on the broadcast lens clearly, he couldn't help but let out a sigh.
"I see! Adjust to the highest bitrate and cast the full screen. ā
He didn't like Fang Yu, and he hated Chen Zhigang.
So whoever makes a fool of himself is happy.
Only two seconds later, everyone saw an intimate group photo of the two young people.
One was about thirteen or fourteen years old, and the other was about sixteen or seventeen.
In the live broadcast room, netizens recognized it faster.
The expressions of the two teenagers were slightly green, but the audience could still find the shadows of Timo Jr. and Chen Zhigang on their faces
"I'll go, this hook shoulder, little Timo and Chen Zhigang have known each other for a long time!"
"I still pretend to be idols and fans, I'm giao!"
"Wardfa! There's a shady scene! ā
"Hehe, everyone understands why I didn't get a single point in front of Tutor Chen tonight!"
Fang Yu let out a disdainful sneer.
Wang Jing picked up the microphone and asked dissatisfiedly: "Chen Zhigang, the program team needs an explanation from you." ā
She pointed to Timo, who had his head down and didn't say a word.
"Why didn't you report to the program team in advance when the program team invited you, you are familiar with the contestants."
Speaking of this, Wang Jing snorted coldly: "We are a fair and just talent show, combined with your performance in the show just now, you need to give everyone an explanation!" ā
More than 10 years have passed, and Chen Zhigang has almost forgotten that he and Timo Jr. had a photo together when they were children.
Chen Zhigang was silent, damn it, how did this photo come out?
He Chen Zhigang pretended to be calm, and suddenly, he pretended to laugh heartily.
"Hahahaha!"
Deliberately using laughter to attract everyone's attention, Chen Zhigang argued forcefully.
"I thought it was, I just knew Timo Jr. as a child."
As if to increase credibility, Chen Zhigang had an idea.
"What does he say about this picture? You can see from my V letter circle of friends that he and I are not even friends, and we usually don't have any intersection at all! ā
With the excuse of WeChat, Chen Zhigang felt a little confident.
"Did knowing Timo affect the fairness of the game? I know more people in the entertainment industry, I don't recognize this! ā
Fang Yu seemed to expect Le Chen Zhigang to say this, and he smiled.
"I knew I would say that, although you are not Timo's V-letter friend, you are his own cousin!"
"Little sister, turn this photo over and let the director play it!"
Xue Qian and Yang Dami's eyes were glued to the big screen.
This, this is a family tree?
According to Chinese customs, genealogy can exclude relatives to the third generation, even the son of a cousin will write the family tree.
Aqua red on the family tree.
The audience clearly saw the names of Timo Jr. and Chen Zhigang.
Timo Jr. turned out to be the son of Chen Zhigang's second aunt.
The case has been solved!
It turned out to be a big cousin!
Many viewers began to wonder if they had misunderstood Chen Zhigang's audience, and suddenly felt that their IQ had been insulted.
Fang Yu pointed to the big screen.
"You left the village since you were a child, and your family moved to the magic capital, this is the genealogy arranged on the ancestral hall of your hometown, do you still need to quibble?"
He turned his head to look at Timo Jr.
"I'm really sorry, I invited my cousin, but I couldn't win the championship, I'm sorry."
Fang Yu just wanted to taunt Timo fiercely.
If you fight a snake, you have to kill it, and if you mix in the circle in the future, you have to establish an image that is not easy to mess with.
Otherwise, in this cannibalistic circle.
Any cat or dog who doesn't open his eyes dares to greet himself!
The live broadcast room has been scolded.
"This person looks like a dog, and he dares to sit in the mentor's seat, I'm sorry!"
"Who is blind in the program team, and even uses this kind of person as a mentor, and the wall is cracked and he is held accountable!"
"At the beginning, I felt that something was wrong, but the result was that two relatives sang double reeds on stage, pitted players, and Chen Gou was black all his life!"
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Many viewers at the scene were angry.
First, Su Xiaonuan raised his head and shouted shady.
Then more and more spectators joined their ranks and stood up one after another.
"Shady!"
"Shady!"
"Shady!"
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Xue Qian and Yang Dami also hugged their shoulders with their hands, and looked at Chen Zhigang sideways with disdain.
It's okay to use resources and fame to suppress players, but they can't bear this kind of behavior.
Yang Dami remembered Chen Zhigang's lofty face before.
He snorted softly, "What kind of man?" ā
Timo Jr., when the scene is like ashes, he understands that he will definitely be on the hot search he once dreamed of.
It's just that it's in the form of an inglorious character....
No matter how hard he tries in the future, the label of shady will always accompany him.
Not to mention rushing into the entertainment industry, if you broadcast live in the future, you may be scolded to death by netizens.
The evidence is ironclad.
Chen Zhigang's face was blue and white, and his usual elegance and self-confidence were gone.
He propped his hands on the table, trying to stand up and say something.
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I don't know which audience took the lead, threw a half-eaten apple, and smashed it on Chen Zhigang's table, startling him.
It's as if the shooting mode is turned on.
Some viewers threw paper towels and half-drunk milk tea at Chen Zhigang.
Chen Zhigang couldn't dodge for a while, and was smashed in the face by a milk tea cup with some juice.
The water of the shell lid was sprinkled, and Chen Zhigang even had a slice of lemon hanging on his nose.
Anyway, the law is not to blame the public, and more and more audiences.
Pick up what is beside you and throw it over.
Frightened, Yang Dami pulled up Xue Qi, got up and left the table to dodge.
In an instant, the bewildered Chen Zhigang was even more confused, and was bombed by more than a dozen rounds.
Strawberry milk caps dripping on your shoulders and mung bean smoothies sticking to your hair.
I don't know which little clever ghost gnawed half of the banana with the skin of the meat fell into Chen Zhigang's collar perfectly.
ejaculated half of the flesh into his neck, and Chen Zhigang was so angry that he slammed it, and his hands were covered with banana flesh.
Chen Zhigang is going crazy!
Thunderous scolding, but this is just an impotent rage in everyone's eyes.
Seeing that the audience's emotions are becoming more and more angry.
Chen Zhigang was so frightened that he hid under the table.